Chapter 240: Passion Like a Raging Fire, True as a Monk

Qin Yang gave the other a slightly surprised glance, and indeed, the guy guessed right.

He smiled faintly, stared at the Putuo Saint Lord, and said, "Fine, I'm too lazy to argue with you; I just hope that after you return this time, the position of the Saint Lord can remain stable."

The Putuo Saint Lord's heart trembled.

She gritted her teeth and stared at Qin Yang.

The Putuo Saint Lord certainly knows what Qin Yang means.

This means the Saint Lord is to be replaced.

Thinking of the Master's earlier words, she felt a little uneasy.

If it's what Qin Yang says, the Master might indeed obey.

So, she was truly a bit worried.

"Now is not the time to argue about this; I think we should interrogate this Left Envoy and find out what the Hunt God actually intends."

Zi Changsheng said.

"No need to ask, I know."

Qin Yang said.

The crowd felt a shock in their hearts.

"The Jiuzhou Ding suppresses Long Guo and can block external demonic forces. The Divine Lord was once driven out by my Master, and his trace was recorded by the Jiuzhou Ding. Now the Divine Lord is an external demon; if he wants to enter Long Guo, he must take the Jiuzhou Ding out of Jiuzhou. This person is looking for collaborators, seeking the Jiuzhou Ding."

Qin Yang directly stated Zhao Ming's objective.

This made everyone shudder all over.

Their expressions turned somewhat sour.

If the Divine Lord returns, who in the world can deal with him?

Back then, it was the then‑omnipotent Baiyun who repelled him, forcing him to flee beyond Long Guo.

Moreover, the Jiuzhou Ding blocked the Divine Lord's return, preventing the Hunt God from causing great damage.

If the Divine Lord comes back, with his strength and Baiyun now gone, who can confront him?

The people present here?

Probably even tied together, they're still not enough to beat him.

Qin Yang might still have a chance, but he's too young and needs time to grow.

The best solution is to prevent the Divine Lord's return.

The Jiuzhou Ding must never fall outside Long Guo.

Thinking of this, everyone made a decision.

"Comrade Qin, rest assured. From now on, we'll devote all our effort to locating the Jiuzhou Ding, then gather it together and guard it well; that way, the Divine Lord won't be able to return."

Lingxu Zi said.

Qin Yang glanced at him and thought, "Does he have bubbles in his head?"

Gathering the Jiuzhou Ding together—does that mean to wipe everyone out in one go?

Nevertheless, Qin Yang wasn't too worried; if the Divine Lord truly returns, he'll get his just desserts.

Since the Master has no risk of ascension, his disappearance can only mean one thing: he intends to set a trap.

The Divine Lord might be one of the targets.

If the Master doesn't go missing, the Divine Lord won't have the thought of coming back.

This is a perfect chance to catch the Hunt God in one net.

"Do as you wish; I'm just stating what I know. As for Zhao Ming, there's no need to keep him."

Qin Yang said.

Zhao Ming felt a shock in his heart and immediately said, "You can't kill me. I know a lot of information about the Hunt God; if you kill me, you won't get that information."

Poof.

The spot between his eyebrows was pierced by Qin Yang's finger.

Then Qin Yang directly absorbed his Yuan Spirit into the Ten Thousand Souls Banner.

Although he didn't use the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, this act of capturing a Yuan Spirit made everyone's complexion change drastically.

"Comrade, you may kill him, but why take his Yuan Spirit? Couldn't you just disperse it outright?"

It was a great monk; he stared at Qin Yang with a slight frown.

"What's up? Do you have a problem?"

Qin Yang asked.

The great monk let out a cold snort and said, "Collecting Yuan Spirits and Living Souls is a taboo in the cultivation world, Comrade, you're not unaware of that, or have you become accustomed to it?"

"Are you the Zhenru Monk of Huayan Temple?"

"The humble monk Zhenru has met Comrade Qin."

The great monk bowed, his expression solemn.

Qin Yang said calmly, "If you think I'm a demonic entity, you may strike down demons, provided you have the ability."

The Zhenru Monk's nature is fierce as fire; saying that, he had already taken action.

Everyone thought that Monk Zhenru would definitely act.

They were ready to watch the show.

As a result, Monk Zhenru's expression changed; he solemnly said, "Comrade, can you speak reasonably? We're talking about the rules of the cultivation world now."

He wore a sullen face, as if irritated by Qin Yang.

Reasoning?

The crowd's eyes were about to pop out.

Zhenru Monk, when did you start talking sense?

He's famous for not being reasonable, isn't he? Once he fixes on something, he sticks to it stubbornly.

"What I'm saying is also a rule of the cultivation world."

Qin Yang said lightly.

"What rule are you referring to?" Zhenru Monk's temperament was surprisingly good.

"The strong are supreme."

Qin Yang said lightly.

"Nima."

Zhenru Monk let out a curse; seeing Qin Yang's cold stare fixed on him, he immediately explained, "It's a misunderstanding, I misspoke just now, not targeting any fellow cultivator."

"I forgive you."

"Thank you."

Zhenru Monk wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

The acquaintances around him cast contemptuous glances his way.

Zhenru Monk gave them a look meaning "If you can, go ahead."

Ying Feng walked over, looked at the corpse on the ground, and apologetically said, "It was my Yingjia's protective work that fell short; I ask all fellow cultivators to forgive."

The crowd replied without objection.

After all, this Left Envoy is at least a Tribulation‑stage strongman.

If he had infiltrated, even a Tribulation‑stage master would find it hard to detect.

Expecting Yingjia members to guard against this Hunting God's Left Envoy is a bit too demanding on them.

"Also thanks, Brother Qin, for helping my Yingjia capture and slay this Hunting God's Left Envoy."

"You're welcome, it's only natural."

Qin Yang gave a faint smile.

"Everyone, please return. From now on I'll ask the clan's strong ones to patrol twenty‑four hours, defending against intruders."

Ying Feng said.

"Thanks for the hard work, Yingjia master."

The crowd all said.

Everyone returned, except Putuo Saint Lord; she was somewhat despondent, pulling the big brother's body from the ground.

Although her big brother was only partially left, she still intended to take him back.

Afterward, Putuo Saint Lord bid farewell to Ying Feng.

Ying Feng also knew the relationship between Putuo Saint Lord and the Yuan Family, and he personally escorted the person out.

"Family head, Qin Yang's methods are truly ruthless; indeed a hero emerges in youth."

A woman said, her gaze radiant, appearing in her twenties, yet exuding an extraordinary aura, as if of noble birth, lofty and giving a sense of stern, untouchable dignity.

Ying Feng said, "Indeed, Qin Yang can only be a friend, not an enemy."

The woman's eyes flashed with surprise; she hadn't expected her brother to rate Qin Yang so highly.

"If our plan for tomorrow is discovered by Qin Yang, what then? Such a genius can usually do what others cannot."

The woman said.

Ying Feng sighed, saying, "Now we can only take one step at a time; this is the most critical moment. Even if we sacrifice our entire Yingjia, we must ensure the matter proceeds smoothly."

"Perhaps I could go look for Qin Yang."

The woman's eyes flashed with intense heat.

Ying Feng glanced at the woman and reminded, "Ying Xue, don't speak recklessly."

The woman smiled.

She nodded and said, "Brother, rest assured, I'm not the type to speak recklessly."

Ying Feng, however, became even more uneasy.