Chapter 61: Qin Xuan Uses a Basic Attack, Qing Ning Uses Her Ultimate

Chapter 61: Qin Xuan Uses a Basic Attack, Qing Ning Uses Her Ultimate

Bright light flickered within the tiger-like eyes of the Peak Master of Thunder Prison Peak.

Looking at Qin Xuan, who was willing to die for a righteous cause before him, he said with a solemn gaze, "For this trip, Master will accompany you!"

Even his newly accepted Disciple was willing to brave the danger.

As the Peak Master of Thunder Prison Peak and the Master of the chief Disciple, how could he continue to endure this?

At worst, they would perish together.

Even in death, he could drag a Saint King down to be buried with his ill-fated Disciple!

Qin Xuan quickly raised a hand to stop him, "Master, do not be hasty. Only this Disciple is needed for this trip. This matter involves too much; if the Thunder Prison Peak were implicated, this Disciple would not be able to rest in peace even in death."

Cut the nonsense!

Going to the Ziyang Imperial Capital, he alone was enough. Bringing the Peak Master of Thunder Prison Peak would be a real burden.

If word got out, the enemies wanting him dead would have to send at least those in the Saint King Realm.

That would immediately crank the difficulty of his trip to the maximum.

But if he were alone, as someone in the Supernatural Realm, even if the other side wanted to give him some Face, they would only send someone at the Heavenly Human Realm or Saint level.

With Leng Li and the ancient prison-suppressing tower guarding him, he could completely catch them off guard.

The main strategy was to be unexpected.

It wasn't like he was going to the Ziyang Imperial Capital for a grand decisive battle, so why make such a menacing display of Aura?

Furthermore, the Peak Master of Thunder Prison Peak could not suppress the entire scene; the disadvantages outweighed the advantages.

Qin Xuan cupped his hands in a salute, "This Disciple's mind is made up. Master, do not get involved in this!"

The Peak Master of Thunder Prison Peak was moved, pondered for a long while, and finally said nothing.

The Disciples of Thunder Prison Peak who witnessed this scene were all boiling with excitement, their hearts fanatical, viewing Qin Xuan as the beacon of Thunder Prison Peak.

"Senior Brother Qin Xuan has actually shouldered all these burdens alone for the sake of the Thunder Prison Peak."

"He is going to Face Prince Ning all by himself!"

"He is going to avenge the Thunder Prison Peak and challenge the imperial power of the Ziyang Empire!"

"We, as cowards who fear death, will absolutely not allow Senior Brother Qin Xuan's reputation to be tarnished by anyone, no matter what."

"That scoundrel Chen Yuan slandered Senior Brother Qin Xuan for liking married women; cripple him!"

Those Disciples of Thunder Prison Peak, sharing a common hatred, swarmed toward the now-cultivationless Chen Yuan.

Some were worried about his Chen Family background, but then they thought, what was the Chen Family compared to Prince Ning?

Swept up in the atmosphere, nearly a hundred Disciples of Thunder Prison Peak surrounded Chen Yuan completely.

Using both fists and feet, they vented their inner indignation and unwillingness.

They could not break free from their shackles, nor could they disregard their families and loved ones.

They could only express their admiration, worship, and support for Qin Xuan through this method!

Chen Yuan, scurrying with his head in his hands, wailed, "Stop, all of you stop, don't hit me!"

"Qin Xuan, make them stop!"

"You ignorant petty thief, do you really think that once you go to the Ziyang Imperial Capital, things will be the same as they are now?"

"In the eyes of those big shots, you are just an ant; they wouldn't even need to lift a finger to crush you to death!"

A Thunder Prison Peak Disciple holding a meteorite iron hammer smashed it toward the back of Chen Yuan's head, gritting their teeth, "You still dare to threaten Senior Brother Qin Xuan!?"

Bang!

As the hammer fell, Chen Yuan's head cracked, his eyes rolled back, and he fainted on the spot.

The Disciples of Thunder Prison Peak who had been beating him scattered, and the witnesses all averted their gazes in a swarm, indicating they hadn't seen anything.

"Master, I will go back to pack my bags and prepare to set off."

Qin Xuan cupped his hands and vanished into the air, flying away.

Qing Ning, who had been following behind him, rushed to grab Qin Xuan's arm from behind as soon as they returned to the residence, shaking her head, "You cannot go to the Ziyang Imperial Capital!"

"That is Prince Ning, and there are countless Aristocratic Families!"

"Those people are all coveting the benefits of the Innate Nether Eyes for predicting fortune and misfortune. Who knows how many people are secretly imprisoning those with the Innate Nether Eyes? Not to mention that Prince Ning is already impossible to contend with, even if those Aristocratic Families joined forces, anyone at the Peak of the Saint King Realm would go and never return!"

"Qin Xuan, going to the Ziyang Imperial Capital is suicide. I cannot just watch you go to your death!"

Qin Xuan turned back. Before his eyes, Qing Ning's eyes were filled with tears, her eye sockets red.

Her delicate body was still trembling like chaff.

He turned his hand to grasp Qing Ning's fair palm, deliberately pointing out, "I know you are thinking of me, but one cannot forget their roots, and even less can one fail to repay kindness!"

"The Thunder Prison Peak treated me with such kindness; this grace is hard to repay even with ten thousand deaths!"

"Besides, I have my own plans. Going to the Ziyang Imperial Capital does not necessarily mean death."

Failing to repay kindness?

Qin Xuan had disregarded past grievances and repeatedly saved her in times of crisis; no matter what, she could not watch Qin Xuan go to his death!

If she were to sit idly by while Qin Xuan went to the Ziyang Imperial Capital, that would truly be failing to repay kindness.

Qin Xuan extended his right hand and pulled Qing Ning into his embrace at just the right moment.

Confirming that Qing Ning had no resistance during the process, he used both arms to hold her tightly in his embrace and said softly, "I know you are worried about me, and I am clear that if I go, you will surely want to accompany me. But this trip is dangerous, and I do not want you to put yourself in harm's way. Be good and stay at the Thunder Prison Peak, waiting for my return."

"The man handles affairs outside, and the woman handles affairs inside. When I am not at home, you should manage this home in an orderly manner."

Qing Ning, who had originally felt she couldn't persuade Qin Xuan and intended to go to the Imperial Capital to die with him, heard these words.

Her already insufficient brain was completely paralyzed!

"The man handles affairs outside, and the woman handles affairs inside!"

"Home?"

Qin Xuan was treating her as Family!

It was as if a husband going on a long journey was entrusting his wife, instructing her!

At this moment, Qing Ning could finally be certain that Qin Xuan had those feelings for her.

He had her in his heart!

If you do not abandon me, I will be with you in life and death!

It was just that this chaotic world made it impossible for Qin Xuan to express his feelings to her at this moment.

A wife should obey her husband's instructions and assist him wholeheartedly.

She should not argue!

"Okay, I will listen to you!" With teary eyes, Qing Ning slowly lifted her reddened eyes from within Qin Xuan's embrace, "I will wait for you at home, I will keep waiting for you, until the moment you return!"

She squeezed herself tightly into Qin Xuan's embrace, trying her best to feel that warm chest, "When you return, we will never be separated again."

"She's fallen for it, huh..."

While Qin Xuan sighed in his heart that a lovesick brain was easy to manipulate, and fully enjoyed the beauty in his arms.

At the mountainside of Thunder Prison Peak, an uninvited guest with an extremely wicked chest arrived.

Luo Xinyi covered her mouth and nose with a black cloth strip and tiptoed toward Qin Xuan's residence. Her cunning eyeballs spun three times in their sockets, "Qin Xuan, don't blame me."

"If you want to blame someone, blame Qing Xue for not bearing to see you go to your death, and I don't want to lose such a good sister, so I can only make you lie down obediently for ten days or half a month."

She raised her hand, and a pitch-black thunderbolt ball appeared in her palm.

Inside this thunderbolt ball was the 'Ten-Fragrance Soft-Muscle Powder' she had recently refined, a product she had mastered after stealing the techniques at Danding Peak.

Even someone at the Peak of the Heavenly Human Realm, if they were hit by her secret-recipe Ten-Fragrance Soft-Muscle Powder, would have to lie down obediently for ten days or half a month, let alone a mere Qin Xuan.

Luo Xinyi, who had arrived at Qin Xuan's residence silently, tiptoed to Qin Xuan's bedroom. She wet her finger with saliva, only to find that the window paper was specially made; she poked it so hard her finger almost broke, yet she couldn't poke through it.

She took out a dagger and poked the window paper, but it simply wouldn't pierce through.

"What kind of trash Treasure Artifact is this?"

Luo Xinyi threw the dagger behind her in disgust.

The dagger, which could cut through iron like mud, merely flashed with a cold light.

Above and to the side of Luo Xinyi, a giant rock was sliced and broke off.

Rumble—

The sound of the giant rock rolling and the sound of someone flying through the air rang out together.

Luo Xinyi looked up in surprise, only to see Senior Sister Ziyuan, who was completely wrapped in a Sacred Artifact, hovering directly above her head.

Before she could speak.

Thud—

The giant rock fell, and Luo Xinyi was instantly smashed into a pit.

Before losing consciousness, Luo Xinyi had only one thought in her mind, "The Cursed Poison Body is truly terrifying!"