Chapter Three: Beating Qin Jiang Ruthlessly
“Wretched girl, don’t take my kindness for weakness! Being my concubine is your fortune—a hundred times better than serving a good-for-nothing all day!”
A lean youth stepped forward, pointing at Yun’er, his lust-filled eyes shamelessly roaming over her slightly blossoming figure.
This youth was Qin Jiang, sixteen years old, at the third level of Martial Apprentice cultivation. As the son of the Qin family’s market overseer, he often exploited his father’s status to bully men and women in Qingfeng Town, tarnishing many girls and committing countless atrocities.
Today, passing by Qin Lang’s small courtyard, he caught sight of Yun’er. After several years apart, the little girl had grown increasingly charming, stirring the lust within him. He decided then to claim her as his concubine.
“Follow Young Master Jiang, and I guarantee you’ll live in luxury and ease!”
“Hehe! Just serve Young Master Jiang well tonight, and you’ll enjoy wealth and honor forever!”
Two henchmen trailing behind Qin Jiang wore wicked grins.
“So young, already showing signs of becoming a beauty. In a few years, she might be a national treasure! Such a delicate little beauty serving a worthless servant is simply a waste!”
The more Qin Jiang gazed at Yun’er, the more attractive she seemed, and a dark desire surged within him. His large hand shot out, attempting to seize her and pull her into his arms.
“Stop!”
Qin Lang’s expression darkened, fury blazing in his eyes!
Yun’er was only twelve, still a child, and for Qin Jiang to want to take her as a concubine was utterly depraved!
“You worthless scoundrel, how dare you block my good fortune? You’re courting death! Huh? What’s this... a first-grade Spirit Condensing Pill?”
Casting a disdainful glance at Qin Lang, Qin Jiang’s anger paused as his eyes caught the vial in Qin Lang’s hand. His breath quickened, greed flashing through his gaze!
A single Spirit Condensing Pill was worth a thousand taels of silver—several years’ worth of his monthly allowance!
In Qin Lang’s vial, there were at least dozens of these pills—equivalent to tens of thousands of taels!
Haha! Today, not only will I claim the beauty, but I’ll also seize a fortune!
He resolved immediately to snatch those pills from Qin Lang.
“Qin Lang, you’re a waste using Spirit Condensing Pills! Hand them over now!”
Licking his lips and cracking his knuckles, Qin Jiang pressed forward.
The three of them all possessed the strength of a third-level Martial Apprentice, while Qin Lang was only a first-level Martial Apprentice—a mere weakling, no match for them!
At this moment, Qin Jiang already considered the pills in Qin Lang’s hand as good as his.
“Enough nonsense! If you have the guts, come and take them yourself!”
Qin Lang pulled Yun’er behind him, his gaze sharp as lightning, staring coldly at Qin Jiang.
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“Hmph! An arrogant weakling without an awakened Martial Soul—I’ll see if your bones are as tough as your mouth!”
Qin Jiang’s anger erupted instantly. White light flickered around his massive fist as he surged forward, his soul power enveloping his punch aimed directly at Qin Lang’s chest!
From the first move, Qin Jiang unleashed the power of his Martial Soul!
“Long live Young Master Jiang!”
“Kill this worthless trash, Young Master!”
Seeing Qin Jiang strike, the two henchmen behind him boasted loudly, ready to intimidate.
Yun’er’s face paled. The young master was only a first-level Martial Apprentice—how could he possibly stand against Qin Jiang?
“I’ll be your concubine—please spare the young master!”
Biting her red lips, a flicker of struggle flashed through Yun’er’s eyes, but soon steeled into determination as she stepped out from behind Qin Lang.
“Yun’er, you’ve suffered enough all these years! I, Qin Lang, promise you—never again will you endure hardship!”
Qin Lang grabbed her firmly, shielding her with his body as he faced Qin Jiang’s fist.
Seeing the slender but resolute youth standing before him, Yun’er felt a wave of warmth surge through her heart. The young master fought so fiercely to protect me—this debt of gratitude I will repay, even if it means servitude for life, without regret!
“Hmph! Today, not only will I seize the concubine and the Spirit Condensing Pills, but I’ll also teach this worthless Qin Lang a lesson!”
A smug expression crossed Qin Jiang’s face. He was certain that the worthless Qin Lang couldn’t withstand even one punch from him!
When the once-mighty young clan leader Qin Lang was knocked down by his fist, forced to kneel and beg for mercy, surrendering the pills, the look on his face would surely be priceless!
Qin Jiang eagerly anticipated the spectacle.
“Martial Soul, awaken!”
At the moment Qin Jiang struck, Qin Lang activated the black Eye Wheel Martial Soul in his mind!
Instantly, Qin Jiang’s punch seemed to slow down like in slow motion; every movement and flaw was clearly caught by Qin Lang’s eyes!
The black Eye Wheel Martial Soul could slow and capture the opponent’s attacks!
This Martial Soul was extraordinary, immensely powerful!
With eyes like lightning, Qin Lang moved calmly, evading Qin Jiang’s assault without haste. Then, his palm, threading through the air like a needle through fabric, circled around Qin Jiang’s fist and struck his chest directly!
The chest dented inward, and Qin Jiang, like a kite with a broken string, was sent flying backwards. With a heavy thud, he crashed into the door panel he had just kicked open, shattering it into pieces!
“Pfft!”
A sharp pain exploded in Qin Jiang’s chest. A bitter taste filled his mouth as he spat out a mouthful of fresh blood!
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The battle was decided in an instant!
Qin Lang defeated Qin Jiang with a single palm!
“How can this be!”
“This is impossible!”
The two henchmen, who had been boasting and waiting to see Qin Lang humiliated, stood dumbfounded like chicks with their necks caught!
“The young master actually defeated Qin Jiang so easily! Am I dreaming?”
Blinking her long eyelashes, Yun’er’s small face was full of shock and disbelief.
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