Chapter 395

"Snap!"

A soy sauce bottle landed deep within Qin Shu's heart, shattering and exploding.

The black liquid that splashed out ignited in an instant, transforming into a fierce, raging fire that swept outward, madly scorching one scene after another in Qin Shu's memories.

He stood in the fields holding a hoe, the rice paddies all around him burning violently.

He pulled a cart full of goods, and the paper effigies on it burst into flames.

In the pitch-black, oppressive night, light reignited in his previously extinguished eyes, overpowering the lamp flame that had been lit for the second time before him, illuminating the weeping A Ting by his side, and finally extending all the way outside the house, gently covering the mistress who sat on the steps with a sword across her lap.

On the cliffs on both sides of the abyss where ghosts wailed and wolves howled, some faces were clear—those were his formidable opponents; others were blurred—those were the ones he had punched to pieces before he could even take a closer look.

Finally,

This great fire all burned toward himself, standing deep within the abyss, heavily injured and on the verge of death.

The self of that year had failed; he could give himself countless reasons, but it still could not cover up the fact that he had chosen to flee.

The self of today had failed again; he had personally squandered the mistress's expectations once, and at the same time, failed to protect this second hope.

No longer wavering, without hesitation, Qin Shu slowly and firmly pulled the final centipede-dragon seal from within his body.

On the dam, the eldest Miss Liu watched as the sword piercing her palm emitted a groan of unbearable strain.

"This is... the Qin Family Dragon-Watching Art."

In the eldest Miss Liu's understanding, the Qin Family Dragon-Watching Art should be about endless vitality and finding life in death.

But the one surnamed Qin before her presented something oppressive, gloomy, and a desperate path of seeking death.

He had stepped onto a different path; in the eyes of traditional Qin family members, this was definitely a deviant path, even bordering on treasonous.

But for an individual, it was instead a way of carving out a new path.

The road ahead was already broken; if one did not want to wander aimlessly forever, one had to find a way to leap across. Only by crossing could one be qualified to discuss right and wrong.

In the eyes of Liu Liu Liu Liu Liu Yumei and Liu Yi, Xiao Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Yuan was the future of the Long Wang family's revival, but in Qin Shu's eyes, there was an extra layer: this child was his salvation.

All the life-centipedes pulled out of his body collectively transformed into dragons at this moment; they had no physical form, yet they truly existed, opening their mouths to emit hissing sounds, then began to shuttle and wander around Qin Li, occasionally passing through his body.

This was Qin Li's exclusive aura gate after completely breaking the seal and advancing further.

His eyes, except for the luster in the center, were covered in black-gray; although his expression did not change much, his whole person exuded a dense, cold aura of death.

"Ugh!"

In an instant, the eldest Miss Liu felt a tightness in her chest, followed by a sweetness in her throat, but for the sake of her pride, she forcibly swallowed the blood back down.

Although she knew very well that doing this was a bit stupid, instinct still overcame reason.

But soon, she was surprised to find that the long sword stopped trembling, and the dam that should have collapsed under the surging impact suddenly became calm and tranquil.

She looked up again and discovered that the evil dragons circling the one surnamed Qin were breathing and exhaling while helping their master exchange his breath.

Originally, without her struggling to support it, the terrifying aura displayed by the one surnamed Qin right now would have been enough to shatter this "world" even if he just stood there doing nothing, but now, he had actually achieved self-circulation in his momentum.

The pressure generated by him was resolved by himself; he was in this "world," yet independent of it.

The eldest Miss Liu pulled out her long sword, ignoring the wound on her palm.

She knew this was not reality, and she also knew that the injury she suffered now would be borne by her real self as well.

But this kind of injury would heal with just a little medicine or spirit juice; it would never leave any scars because she was still young.

She was finally certain that this guy she had mistaken for a delivery boy was definitely a genuine elder of the Qin family!

It must have been that business of him shamelessly pursuing her that caused such a stir, and the Qin family elder had disguised himself to come and examine her.

The eldest Miss Liu frowned; she really disliked being scrutinized and assessed like this, as if she were the one begging to enter his Qin family's door.

Moreover, as a dignified Qin family elder, concealing his aura to come and see a junior woman like her was truly a disgrace to his family's reputation!

Fortunately, the Liu family's secret technique only traced an individual's physical state and the associated memories, not true time reversal.

Otherwise, the misunderstanding caused by this alone might have turned a couple who would have originally ended up together into strangers.

Qin Shu did not know what the mistress was thinking; he often couldn't figure out the elderly mistress, let alone the young mistress.

Right now, his whole mind, all his emotions, and his entire gaze were filled with an intense desire to smash this "it" before him to pieces.

Qin Shu raised his fist; he hadn't moved, yet the distance between him and it closed in an instant.

From a bystander's perspective, it was as if it had actively stepped forward, moving into the path of Qin Shu's fist to take the hit.

"Bang!"

The only thing it could do was to avoid its head as much as possible.

The fist struck its chest and then punched through it.

Qin Shu's other hand grabbed at its arm.

Countless folds appeared densely around the two; each fold was an unbearable pressure for an ordinary person, but at this moment, it could not stop Qin Shu's movements.

Qin Shu successfully grabbed its arm, pulled back his previous fist, and while holding it steady, continued to swing his fist.

It tilted its head back, and in an instant, everything around them shifted; this punch finally landed on its chest, smashing out a second hole.

It had been trying hard to avoid damage to its head; the other parts were fine to be treated casually.

But Qin Shu's body actively pressed in, his thick arm twisting around its neck.

The shift occurred again, and blood mist flowed from Qin Shu's body; the evil dragons all around roared in unison, and it failed to break free.

"Boom!"

Qin Shu threw it to the ground.

This time, let alone the pebbles on the ground, not even a speck of dust drifted away; although every movement in their battle was a terrifying confrontation of absolute power, there was not a single bit of residual energy leaking out.

After pinning it beneath him, the evil dragons all coiled around its body, forming a thorough and effective imprisonment.

Qin Shu raised his fist, aiming at the opponent's head.

"Give me... collapse!"

Zhao Yi rested Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Runsheng's head on his lap, used his fingers to pull open Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Runsheng's eyelids, and urged:

"Look, look quickly!"

How could one easily encounter a confrontation of this level? If one was lucky enough to encounter it, it would likely have been swept into slag; besides, Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Runsheng was still Qin Shu's student.

Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Runsheng was indeed trying very hard to watch; he also knew this was a good opportunity.

But when it came to learning, once one reached a certain height, it was no longer about working hard.

Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Runsheng himself felt it was absurd; he actually felt that Qin Shu's fighting was just so-so.

Beside them, Chen Xiuyuan finally moved her gaze away from the eldest Miss Liu and looked at the battle over there.

Qin Shu's fighting style made her eyes light up, as if she had met a soulmate again!

That's right, fighting should be like this; don't be flashy, just be simple and brutal.

As long as your strength is strong enough and you have the upper hand, you should give it a good beating first, then throw it on the ground after beating it, and keep hitting its vital points!

Grandma said it should be ethereal, and the ease Grandpa taught—none of that had any meaning; the purpose of fighting is to kill the opponent, not to film a movie.

Zhao Yi looked at Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Runsheng beneath him, then at Chen Xiuyuan beside him; he realized that it seemed only he could see the perfection in every strand of force used here, wishing he could burn every detail into his mind to ruminate on for nights on end.

But these two beside him were truly just watching wrestling.

However, Zhao Yi had no sense of superiority at this moment, because one of these two had the planning of the one surnamed Li, and the other was fed by God.

The eldest Miss Liu could naturally understand the mysteries within, but a look of disdain still hung on the corner of her mouth.

The Qin family members, whether young or old, strong or weak, all seemed to be carved from the same mold when it came to fighting.

They only recognized their own fists and only believed in their own fists.

However, she had sensed it earlier; when that Qin family elder completely tore off the seal, seeing the breathing and movement of those evil dragons finally confirmed it.

The predecessors of those evil dragons were life-centipedes, which had to be nurtured and cultivated with the heart's blood of the Liu family; he had actually been willing to have them implanted in his body, and he had even successfully transformed them into dragons.

The eldest Miss Liu looked into the distance at Liu Yi, who was still slaughtering the turtle swarm.

Very well, the older generation at home had repeatedly warned and lectured her because of rumors outside, not knowing that the Liu family had long been secretly involved with the Qin family.

Regarding this, the eldest Miss Liu was not angry; instead, she was happy to see it happen. She hadn't accepted that thick-skinned guy just because she hadn't figured out her true feelings, not because of the conflicts and pressures between their families; these things were nothing in her eyes, as she had never liked those rigid rules.

But after seeing this scene, even she had to admit that in some respects, the Liu family and the Qin family were truly a "match made in heaven" on the path of cultivation.

Without the ladder of life-centipedes that required a huge price to pay and were completely bound to one's own life, how could this Qin family elder be as successful as he was today?

The eldest Miss Liu: "What a jerk; she treats you so well with her life, yet there isn't even a whisper of it in the pugilistic world, which shows you haven't even given her a proper status!"

However, this kind of joint cultivation and training between the Liu and Qin families was a good path.

After those old folks above passed away and she took charge of the Liu family, she could seek cooperation with the Qin family, selecting a batch of children with good aptitude from both families to focus on their own family's techniques while also attempting to practice the other's.

No, that would cause problems.

If the effect was just generally good, that would be fine, but if among this group of children there were truly those with exceptional talent, and the cultivation effect was extremely good...

"No, this might lead to problems in the inheritance and legal principles of the two families."

In the distance, Liu Yi, having finished clearing the largest batch of the turtle tide, stopped and turned to look at Qin Shu over there.

The seals she had helped him embed in the past had all shown a trend of dragon transformation due to his conversion; in fact, from that time on, this seal could no longer suppress his strength, but instead became a driving force that constantly stimulated his blood and energy.

Almost every night, she had to help him bleed and clean up; he was in pain, and she was also helpless.

Now it was fine; this knot had completely disappeared, and A Li had finally successfully taken that step.

But the price was truly too great, so great that the three of them would rather everything could truly flow back; even A Li himself would not hesitate to give up this advancement in exchange for Xiao Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Yuan being able to continue living.

As he was now, he could better support the final dignity of the two families' gates, but what was the point of continuing to support two gates that had no future?

The old lady was "young" now, but after this matter was settled and this tribulation was passed, the old lady would definitely not endure it anymore.

The mistress had a ledger in her heart, recording the enemies who had kicked her when she was down in the past.

But the mistress had high standards after all, only caring about the biggest and fattest sharks, but how could those small fry who had followed along to stomp on them be let off, no matter how small they were?

As long as they were enemies, no matter how small the inheritance, they had to be wiped out; in the residence, let alone people, even the eggs just laid by a chicken had to be poisoned.

In Liu Yi's pillow, there was a thick little ledger, recording densely packed enemies; there wasn't a single big shark, almost all of them were small fry.

The Lady and A Li could not be bothered to haggle with them, nor did they even care to glance at them; she, in any case, was not afraid of trouble.

Before Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan came to Uncle Li Sanjiang's house, Liu Yi would also crack melon seeds; in her leisure time or late at night, she would crack seeds while flipping through her small ledger, spitting a "ptui" with every page.

At this moment, the punch Qin Li had aimed at its head had actually been thrown a long time ago, but it had failed to land.

The red light in the opponent's eyes was growing increasingly intense.

It had no other choice but to continue releasing its own power to crush this space.

Wait for the next time; I don't believe you will hide in this village for the rest of your life, I don't believe they can protect you forever, and I don't believe you can pull off this kind of death again—even if you truly could, I have seen it once, and that is enough; it will no longer be of use to me.

The fist Qin Li had suspended there began to turn red, and the terrifying temperature on his fist caused the vision in this area to undergo violent distortion and folding.

"Hum! Hum! Hum!"

Qin Li gritted his teeth, and each of the evil flood dragons pulled their bodies tighter step by step.

Although he knew it was impossible to truly kill it completely, he was unwilling—unwilling to let the opponent retreat unscathed after killing Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan at his own doorstep.

However, accompanied by the "crack, crack" sounds coming from his ears, Qin Li knew it was too late.

This environment was about to shatter.

"Heaven and Earth pattern, follow my heart's intent!"

A sword flew toward the sky, standing steadily and suspended.

Liu Liu Liu Liu Liu Yumei formed seals with both hands, consolidating this "world."

"If you weren't hiding and concealing your strength, why would you have needed to go through such trouble earlier?"

The Young Lady's voice came through, filled with complaint.

In her view, if she had known earlier that Qin Li was this strong and was an elder of the Qin family, she would not have needed to pierce her own palm with that sword earlier.

Qin Li very much wanted to explain that he had made a temporary breakthrough, but his mind still retained a sliver of clarity, knowing he could not actively puncture the Lady's current "self-perception."

However, Qin Li also felt a faint doubt in his heart: why did the Lady choose to regress to such a young age this time?

The last time the Lady appeared this young, it was because her hands had been itching for a long time and she wanted to indulge herself—he could understand that; but this time, it was clearly to avenge Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan, so why didn't the Lady regress to the time when her strength was at its peak?

Fortunately, Qin Li's doubt was fleeting; he was, after all, the "block of wood" Liu Yi often called him, not to mention that this block of wood was currently focused on fighting.

Even if the current Liu Liu Liu Liu Liu Yumei was not at her lifetime peak, the fact that she could become the undisputed Young Lady of that generation of the Liu family and suppress her peers without suspense was enough to demonstrate her excellence.

After she made her move, this world stabilized once again.

Stabilizing this large area was much simpler than stabilizing only Qin Li earlier; there was no need to engage in any more "embroidery needle" artistry.

Even though its aura was climbing rapidly, this place remained unmoved.

Wisps of fresh blood seeped out from between Qin Li's skin and flesh; this blood was squeezed out while his body bore the immense pressure, but it was not wasted, as it was all swallowed by these evil flood dragons.

This further stimulated the ferocity of the evil flood dragons, and the speed at which his Qi sea circulated increased once again.

Qin Li opened his mouth and let out a low roar; his pure white teeth were covered in bloodstains.

His fist was finally able to move downward.

This was not Qin Li's favorite way to fight; the opponent was like a lump of mud, letting him suppress it.

He had exerted his proper strength, but in this state, he could not well connect and accumulate his momentum, and he could not display the truly terrifying side of the Qin family.

If you could be a little stronger and press me while you fight, that would be great!

"There, there, the baby bottle is found; it's here, it's here. Mommy will wipe it for you, and I'll pour milk for you right away."

Lihua picked up the baby bottle that was stuck in the crevice of a stone by the village road and took out a handkerchief to wipe it carefully.

Their family of three had already left, but on the way, Benben suddenly began to cry at the top of his lungs, the kind that couldn't be soothed no matter what.

In fact, the two adults had no experience in soothing children; Benben had been very well-behaved since birth and didn't require anyone to be distracted, and later he was completely handed over to the wet nurse Si Dao to look after.

At first, they thought the child was hungry, but when Lihua found the milk powder to brew it, she discovered that Benben's favorite baby bottle was missing. She bought another one temporarily at the shop, brewed it, and handed it to the child, but the child pushed it away directly and refused to drink no matter how they tried to persuade him.