Chapter 593: A Title Bestowed Upon Oneself

Qin He coughed a few times, and Qin Yan asked with concern, "Sister Qin He, what is wrong with you?"

Qin Bi, Qin Tang, and Qin Xun did not even turn their heads. Who cared if Qin He lived or died? It would be better if she were dead, but the problem was that she simply wouldn't die, and she had the Heavenly Dao protecting her; coughing a few times wouldn't kill anyone.

Qin Jue also knew that Qin He would not die, so he only glanced at her once before going to collect items.

If it hadn't been for Qin He coming to stir up trouble, everyone would have already collected quite a lot by now. In the resource competition within the Beast Realm's small space, flowers, grass, and trees—anything that was a plant—were highly sought after.

If they could be transplanted alive, cultivators would be eager to dig up saplings to take back and plant.

Especially wood-attribute cultivators; their eyes would light up upon seeing rare flowers, grass, or trees.

Everyone was racing against time to collect resources, and the situation was extremely urgent. Qin Jue was somewhat dissatisfied with Qin He. As a legitimate son, he knew best that the Marquis Manor lacked a deep foundation, and this was a rare opportunity to build up their family assets, yet Qin He had to pull this stunt.

No one paid any attention to Qin He, so she continued to cough.

Unfortunately, everyone was too busy collecting resources to pay her any mind.

"Third Uncle," Qin He had no choice but to speak up.

Qin Tan stopped and turned to look at Qin He, and the others also halted their steps.

"That... I have already apologized." Qin He coughed again, frowning as if in great pain, and gave a bitter smile. "I have admitted my mistake, so shouldn't you give me back my storage bag? Think of all the things I worked so hard to collect."

Qin He was worried that if she only mentioned the storage bag, given Qin Lang's temperament, he might really only give her the bag and keep the contents. Qin He deliberately mentioned that the things she collected were not easy to come by.

The third branch's minor concubine-born son turned pale; his joy had been in vain.

"Is it really hard for you to collect things?" Qin Bi sneered. "Who doesn't know that Qin He, the concubine-born daughter of the second branch of the Qin Yan Marquis Manor, has maxed-out luck? Whatever you want, others will give to you. With things obtained for free, how can you say it's not easy to collect?"

Qin He gritted her teeth. "You cannot belittle my efforts."

Qin Bi said, "I haven't seen any effort from you."

Qin He felt secret hatred. She was asking her Third Uncle for the storage bag, so why was Qin Biting in? She hated people who looked down on her the most. Qin He was about to explode with anger; she had transmigrated and was the great heroine of a cultivation story—no one was allowed to look down on her.

But she couldn't fight Qin Bi, and she didn't know if Qin Bi had encountered some opportunity; despite her low cultivation, she had actually managed to beat her into a serious injury.

Could it be that Qin Bi also had a system treasure?!

Qin He scrutinized Qin Bi suspiciously. Qin Bi noticed and scolded her, "Look at that pathetic look on your face."

Qin Yan: "..."

Qin Tan: "..."

Qin Tang, Qin Xun: "..."

As a young lady of the Marquis Manor, couldn't she scold her more elegantly? Scolding her for being ugly or incompetent would have been fine, so why scold her for having a "pathetic look"? The corner of Qin Tan's mouth twitched; he almost couldn't keep his expression composed.

"Cough, cough, how can you curse at people?" Qin Yuan felt a stinging pain in her lungs and asked, coughing.

"If I could beat Qin He to death, I would have done it long ago," Qin Bi scoffed. "Do you think I enjoy scolding her? A person should keep their word. It was agreed that the storage bag was compensation for the cousin, and now you're opening your mouth to ask for it back? Shameless."

Qin Yuan: "You, you, you..."

Qin He had been unconscious just a moment ago, but now she could speak again, showing no signs of dying. She said loudly, "I never said I would use the storage bag as compensation. There are a few spiritual plants inside that I gifted to my cousin; the other things are not included. Those are things I collected with great difficulty, and I will not give them to anyone."

The third branch's minor concubine-born son pursed his lips. Qin Lang, feeling protective of his younger brother, said, "Sorry, what you say doesn't count. If you hit someone, you must provide compensation. What you give is not for you to decide, you loser."

Qin He was so angry her head spun; she almost fainted from rage.

They were actually ignoring her and belittling her as worthless. She was the great heroine of a cultivation story!

Qin He suddenly looked at Qin Bi. "Do you have some kind of treasure? Your cultivation is low; if you didn't have a treasure, it would be impossible for you to injure me. Eldest Cousin, Third Uncle, make her take out the treasure."

Qin He clamored, but Qin Yan and Qin Tan remained indifferent. Over the years, Qin He had often come up with fresh little gadgets; if anyone had opportunities, it should be Qin He.

Qin Bi? If she had a treasure, she would have killed Qin He first.

Qin Xun didn't say a word. He walked up to Qin He in a few steps and slapped her across the face several times. Qin Jue opened his mouth, but decided to let it be; Qin He deserved to learn a lesson.

If you clearly can't win, you should keep a low profile. Since you keep jumping around like this, even if I can't kill you, I can still beat you.

Qin He covered her face in disbelief. "You hit me?"

Qin Xun asked, "Are you someone so remarkable?"

Qin He opened her mouth, and Qin Bi mocked, "She is the great heroine of a cultivation story, with maxed-out luck."

Qin He: "..."

Her face was burning, feeling both painful and ashamed.

Qin Xun sneered, "The title you bestowed upon yourself is certainly not low."

Qin He covered her face, bowing her head in secret hatred. If she had the chance, she would definitely avenge today's humiliation. Qin Yuan was also indignant, glaring at the people of the third and fourth branches, but she truly dared not say anything more.

Was the beating just for show? Not at all; it really hurt.

People, you know, if they can't be reasoned into submission, they can certainly be beaten into submission. If they aren't convinced, keep beating them. Qin Xun was the second legitimate son of the fourth branch, not the eldest; beating Qin He and Qin Yuan was nothing to him. Strictly speaking, he shouldn't have hit them, but who told them to be so asking for a beating?

Everyone was too busy to waste words. Only then did Qin Tan say, "Qin He, getting the storage bag back is impossible. My, Qin Tan's, children are not there for anyone to hit as they please. I don't indulge that habit. The storage bag is compensation; it will not be given to you. It's useless if you don't want to give it up."

"But..." Qin He felt aggrieved. She had been beaten, and not a single person was on her side. Qin He cried in grievance, "It was not easy for me to collect these things. I went through life-and-death to kill the beasts; how can you take everything from me?"

Qin Yuan also began to cry, and Qin Jue took a deep breath.

Qin Yan also took a deep breath. "When you came to find Qin Bi, did you never think that you wouldn't gain any advantage and might get beaten instead? In the cultivation world, the strong are respected; if you can't win, you must accept it."

Qin He was speechless and kept wiping away her tears.

The people of the third and fourth branches felt no pity and walked away. Qin Lang even said to his concubine-born brother, "Don't worry, what is yours is yours. Want it back? No way."

The third branch's minor concubine-born son's thin, handsome face revealed a smile. He walked beside Qin Bi and called out, "Sister."

Qin Bi was startled, then smiled and responded, "Hey, go quickly and collect things."

The third branch's minor concubine-born son nodded vigorously. "I will definitely be very diligent in collecting things, to save up family assets for the little heir, weave more baskets, harvest many crops, and become the luckiest little heir."

Qin Lang also laughed and said, "Our little nephew is very good. If you collect a lot of things, I'll take you to the Rong Prince Manor to play with the little nephew later. Rong Yang and Rong Chi are both very well-behaved."

Qin Bi: "..."

Saying Rong Yang was well-behaved was fine, but Rong Chi? That little milk-bun would cry for the He Heir the moment he was unhappy! Was he really well-behaved? ===== CHAPTER 594 =====