Chapter 206: Even in Death, One Must Suffer

Qin Yang's eyes darkened slightly, and a terrifying murderous intent surged within them.

They heard a perverse laugh and also the painful cries of a child being tormented.

Qin Yang rushed straight toward the place where Li Jingyi was.

At that moment Li Jingyi was drenched in blood; she stared coldly at the man before her, clad in a Dao robe, yet exuding no righteousness, only a sense of overwhelming evil.

"So you're a warrior who has even entered the Refining Qi realm; if I were to take your Yuan Yin, my strength would surely ascend another level,"

The man in the Dao robe appeared to be in his forties, short in stature, not particularly ugly, yet gave off a distinctly lecherous impression.

Appearance stems from the heart; this man's lecherousness is not determined by his looks but by his inner self.

Li Jingyi stared coldly at the other, and in a chilling voice said, "You'd better release me at once and return with me to confess, or else you and the sect behind you are finished."

"Relying on your tiny Dragon Pavilion? Though you've entered the Land Immortal realm, you still don't grasp how vast the gap between warriors and cultivators is."

The man sneered.

They knew that Dragon Pavilion was formed by some warriors.

Although all were powerful warriors, they were deemed unworthy in the eyes of cultivators.

He was a distinguished Foundation Establishment master; not even a warrior equivalent to the Refining Qi realm, let alone a hundred of them, could match his killing power.

"Our Dragon Pavilion indeed cannot threaten a cultivator like you, but I'm not speaking of Dragon Pavilion; I'm referring to Baiyun Guan. You've surely heard its name; we are also named disciples of Baiyun Guan."

Li Jingyi spoke.

The man's expression shifted slightly.

He had naturally heard of the name Baiyun Guan.

Today, the hottest sects in the cultivation world are powerful; plucking any individual out yields a strongman above the Golden Core level.

Baiyun Guan was founded by the legendary cultivator Baiyun Lao Dao; although rumors claim Baiyun Lao Dao has passed into transcendence, Qin Yang, a great master, remains—capable of slaying even Tribulation Crossing masters, wiping out the Divine Talisman Sect, and defeating the headmaster of Mao Mountain.

Such a sect is undoubtedly one of Long Guo's topmost sects; a petty scum like him would naturally not dare to provoke it.

Then he recovered, sneering, "You stinking woman, you dare to intimidate me? Don't think that merely having heard the name Baiyun Guan can frighten me; I won't fall for that trick."

The man wore a scornful expression, believing Li Jingyi was lying.

"I'm telling the truth; if you release me now and accompany me to surrender, you might still save your life. But if you continue onward, death is certain—once Qin Yang senses my disappearance, he'll definitely come after you."

The man, who had been somewhat worried, couldn't help but laugh at that moment.

"You're getting more absurd. Who is Qin Yang? He's the topmost powerhouse of the cultivation world; he'd never rescue a petty warrior like you. It's a joke—if Qin Yang could come to save you, I'd perform a handstand while eating excrement."

"Is that so? I'd actually like to see how you perform."

A voice suddenly rang out.

The man jolted, his complexion turning pale.

How could anyone approach him silently and unnoticed?

One must know he is a Foundation Establishment powerhouse; to ordinary people and warriors, he appears godlike.

The man spun around abruptly and instantly saw a person standing behind him, staring expressionlessly.

"Who are you?"

A shiver ran through the man's heart as he asked.

"Qin Yang."

The newcomer replied.

The man reacted swiftly, rushing toward Li Jingyi at once.

He knew clearly that his current strength offered no chance of survival before Qin Yang.

Only by seizing Li Jingyi and forcing Qin Yang to submit could he hope to live.

He lunged forward, only to find his body halted, completely beyond his control, standing there.

This filled the man with Hàirán.

Qin Yang had silently seized control of him, showing no visible movement.

Is this the technique of a top-tier cultivator? It's terrifying to the extreme.

Qin Yang approached Li Jingyi, extended a hand to lift her, and true essence surged into her body.

Li Jingyi's injuries healed instantly.

She looked at Qin Yang with grievance, then pointed at the man and said, "If you hadn't come, he would have defiled me."

"Don't worry, with me here, nothing will happen to you."

His gaze sharpened, a thought flickered, true essence erupted, forming a blade flash that cleaved the man outright.

"Why did you kill him? There are still many things left unanswered."

Li Jingyi said anxiously.

Qin Yang gestured, and a soul was drawn into the Ten Thousand Souls Banner.

"Rest assured, the flesh may die, but the soul remains; I said those who die must suffer, so they can't be released so easily."

Li Jingyi's eyes instantly.

At that moment, a voice came from outside.

"Mr. Zhao, have you finished your questions? Director Zhang asks you to come over and fetch him some trinkets for amusement."

Qin Yang's thought shifted, and the door opened automatically.

He led Li Jingyi out.

The other party saw Qin Yang, froze for a moment, then respectfully shouted, "Honored to meet this Immortal Elder."

Qin Yang raised an eyebrow, realizing the other had taken him for a member of that Daoist's group.

Qin Yang said nothing.

"Please follow me to meet Director Zhang."

Lead the way.

Qin Yang said.

The other side hurried to lead the way up front.

And Li Jingyi followed, and that person was not afraid either.

With these immortal elders present, they weren't at all afraid of whatever trouble Li Jingyi might cause.

They had seen the abilities of these immortal elders: hand‑crafted lightning technique, sword‑riding flight, various divine powers, terrifyingly strong.

Arriving at the courtyard where Zhang Zongchang was, several boys lay on the bed, faces full of terror; their once innocent eyes were now filled with fear and despair.

And Zhang Zongchang's two‑hundred‑jin body was pressing down on a boy.

Li Jingyi's eyes seemed about to split.

Zhang Zongchang, seeing Qin Yang and the others come in, remained unclothed, merely smiling as he climbed up from the bed.

Then he said to Qin Yang: "This immortal elder looks unfamiliar, never mind, let's not talk about that; immortal elder, quickly give me some immortal pills, I want to properly indulge these little beauties."

His face was full of excitement, and his whole demeanor felt twisted.

Qin Yang tilted his head, stared at Zhang Zongchang, and said, "You like to play, right?"

"Decades of cold‑window hardship, twenty years of painstaking cultivation, all for this moment—to achieve fame and enjoy life."

Zhang Zongchang said proudly.

"Aren't you afraid the matter will be exposed, and you'll be condemned by people?"

Li Jingyi gritted her teeth and said.

Zhang Zongchang smiled smugly, and proudly said, "When I achieve fame, great scholars will defend my teachings."

Qin Yang nodded.

"Do you like men?"

"Fine, what's the point of women; men are true love."

Zhang Zongchang was not shy about mentioning his preferences.

Qin Yang smiled and said, "Then I'm relieved."

"What does 'immortal elder' mean?"

"I'll take you to a place where there are many of your fellow practitioners."

Zhang Zongchang's eyes lit up instantly.

In the next instant, Qin Yang's thought shifted, and Zhang Zongchang's soul was instantly captured into the Ten Thousand Souls Banner.

"Treasure Spirit."

Qin Yang shouted.

"Baby is here."

The Ten Thousand Souls Banner emitted a cute, naive voice.

Qin Yang's mouth twitched, then he said, "The soul we just captured, find some beautiful foreign souls who like men to attend to him; don't let him rest."

"Understood."

The Treasure Spirit's excited voice came.

After Zhang Zongchang's soul entered the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, it found itself surrounded by a group of foreign muscular men.

"What are you going to do?"

He suddenly felt a bad premonition in his heart.

"Please discern the essence for us."

Those handsome foreign men's souls approached with a grin.

What followed was Zhang Zongchang's endless wailing.

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