Chapter 235: Such a heavy taste?

Beyond a hundred miles, several people appeared.

Qin Yang's gaze fell on Ji Dou Dou's body; seeing her poor complexion, Qin Yang knew she must be feeling terrible.

The one who wiped out his own family was actually his maternal grandfather's family.

Now he even brought people and wiped out his maternal grandfather's entire household.

Now Ji Dou Dou's heart must be filled with conflict.

Before Qin Yang could persuade her, Ji Dou Dou's complexion had already improved greatly; obviously she had begun to adapt.

Seeing everyone looking at her with concern, Ji Dou Dou said, "I'm fine, don't worry."

Qin Yang nodded and said, "If you feel unwell, don't endure it."

Ji Dou Dou, however, smiled and said, "There's nothing to feel bad about; he destroyed my family, so he's no longer my kin. I'm merely avenging my family—I've done nothing wrong."

Ji Dou Dou wore a serious expression; rather than saying it for others to hear, she was actually saying it for herself to hear.

"It's best if you can think that way."

Qin Yang laughed.

Zi Yan and Yue Rou walked over, took hold of Ji Dou Dou; although they didn't speak, it was obvious they were comforting her.

Ji Dou Dou smiled and said, "Rest assured, nothing will happen to me; I've thought it through clearly."

Only then did the two of them feel relieved.

"Let's go to the Western Capital; don't delay the important matter."

Ji Dou Dou said.

"Mm, we'll hurry over."

After Qin Yang finished speaking, he brought the three of them and instantly teleported to the Western Capital, appearing in a deserted alley.

At that moment, Zi Yan's phone rang.

"Yes, Dad, I've already arrived at the Western Capital; just got here, we'll head straight to Victory House."

After saying that, Zi Yan hung up the call.

"Let's go to Victory House; my dad is already there."

Zi Yan said.

"Mm."

The four of them took two taxis and rushed to Victory House.

Afterward, they arrived at the location of Victory House.

Likewise in the suburbs, on a mountainside halfway up, the several mountains nearby all belong to Victory House, having been purchased by them; ordinary people cannot enter.

The driver merely drove to the gate and then helplessly said, "Brother, sorry, outsiders aren't allowed in; you'll have to go in on your own."

"Thanks."

Qin Yang expressed thanks, then paid the fare.

They got out of the car and walked straight over.

The two guards, though wearing security uniforms, Qin Yang could sense were two late-stage Golden Core cultivators.

Seeing Qin Yang and the others approach, one of them asked, "Gentlemen, this is a private place; please leave."

Qin Yang gave a faint smile and said, "We're here to attend the Cultivators' Assembly."

The two Victory House disciples guarding the gate immediately became solemn.

"May I ask how you fellow cultivators wish to be addressed?"

Just as Qin Yang was about to speak, a domineering voice rang out.

"Get lost, don't block this young master's way."

A powerful surge of energy shot toward Qin Yang, strong enough to severely injure a Golden Core cultivator.

Qin Yang's face darkened; the other side, without further ado, launched an attack—truly going too far.

He didn't dodge; he simply turned and slapped out with a palm.

The opponent cried out in shock and was sent flying directly.

"How dare you, you dare strike our young master?"

"Are you seeking death?"

"Do you know who our young master is? He's the beloved nephew of the Holy Lord of Putuo Holy Land; injuring him is practically courting death."

Upon hearing this, Qin Yang and the others turned their gazes to Yue Rou.

As the nephew of the Holy Lord of Putuo Holy Land, Yue Rou should know him.

A flash of disgust crossed Yue Rou's face.

She coldly said, "Yuan Lin, does the Holy Lord know you're acting so arrogantly and domineering outside?"

The person Qin Yang had sent flying was none other than Yuan Lin.

Moreover, the Holy Lord has always wanted to bring Yue Rou and Yuan Lin together.

But Yue Rou has consistently been unwilling, so it never succeeded.

However, this does not prevent Yuan Lin from continually pestering Yue Rou.

Upon hearing Yue Rou's voice, Yuan Lin's eyes lit up with excitement.

He wiped the blood from his corner of his mouth, excitedly saying, "Yue Rou, you've also come to Victory House? Did you come here because you heard I was coming? I know you like me; you're just shy, so you feel embarrassed."

Zi Yan stared at Yue Rou in disbelief and whispered, "Yue Rou, is this the man you fancy? Your taste is so unique—so heavy."

She was shocked.

Yuan Lin isn't particularly ugly; after all, cultivators rarely are ugly, and they can adjust their appearance.

However, Yuan Lin's frivolous behavior and lecherous aura leave Zi Yan unable to fathom what Yue Rou sees in him.

If you can't speak, then don't speak.

Yue Rou said coldly.

Zi Yan gave a hehe smile; she was deliberately provoking Yue Rou.

Actually, Zi Yan also knew in her heart that Yue Rou would never take a liking to this man.

She isn't blind.

Yue Rou's gaze fell on Yuan Lin, and she said coldly: "You don't have a mirror, but you at least have urine, right? You don't even look at what kind of virtue you have—if all the men in the world were dead, would I look at you?"

Having said that, Yue Rou added a sentence.

"Even if all the men in the world were dead, I still wouldn't take a liking to you."

Yuan Lin looked injured.

Afterward, his gaze fell on Qin Yang, and he said coldly: "Is it because of him? You bitch, daring to cheat behind my back and be with other men—I'll go tell your aunt, have her strip you of your Saintess position, and marry you off to me."

Yue Rou's gaze toward Yuan Lin was like looking at an idiot.

Her Saintess position—even the Sect Leader can't just change it as they wish.

Yue Rou is the most outstanding disciple of this generation; no one else can be the Saintess besides her.

Moreover, above the Holy Lord there is also the Thousand Tribulations Senior Nun.

Even if the Holy Lord acts arbitrarily, the Grandmaster Ancestor would surely not stand by and watch; they would definitely intervene.

So, it's not idiocy—Yuan Lin's words simply couldn't be spoken.

Seeing Yue Rou's disdainful expression, Yuan Lin felt he was being looked down upon.

His gaze fell on Qin Yang, and he said coldly: "I will now ruin your lover; let's see if you'd still like a cripple."

After saying that, Yuan Lin signaled his subordinates to act.

He himself is only at the Golden Core level, yet among his guards there is even a late Nascent Soul expert.

This is an expert specially arranged by his family for him, plus three Golden Core guards—enough to settle many troubles.

The reason Qin Yang only comes into contact with Tribulation Crossing old monsters—and even Return to Void isn't enough to look at—is because his strength is too high.

Ordinary cultivators wouldn't even think of seeking trouble with him.

"Do you want to ruin me?"

Qin Yang laughed.

"Heh, you know fear now? I tell you, it's too late—dare to snatch a woman from this old man, and you're dead."

Yuan Lin said confidently.

Qin Yang sighed: "This way I have no more scruples."

After saying that, he walked toward Yuan Lin.

The few people surrounding Qin Yang, however, just stood there, not moving a muscle.

This made Yuan Lin anxious—why aren't these guys making a move?