Chapter Eighty: Annihilation!

  The most powerful spell was broken, and the originally confident Qingyuan guest no longer had the courage to continue fighting. Taking advantage of the fact that the prison law array could temporarily trap Qin Yun, he turned around and prepared to escape.

  In the midst of the law array, Qin Yun discovered that the pressure coming from outside was getting lighter and lighter. Without hesitation, he activated his dantian true energy and took a big step forward!

  Boom!

  The ground shook violently where his feet landed, and countless fine cracks appeared on the surface of the hard stone slab. The silver light pillars that rose from the ground suddenly disappeared without a trace.

  These silver awns come from the array of symbols set up by Qing Shan Ke, because they are temporarily set up, so the foundation is very shallow and the implied power is not much. After triggering, even if it has not been damaged, it will lose its effectiveness soon.

  Qin Yun's kick was completely unintentional, directly destroying the foundation of Fu Zhen's formation.

  Xin Tuo's freedom-loving Qin Yun absolutely did not want to let the culprit go, and with a long sword, he stabbed quickly towards the green-shirted guest.

  The man in the green shirt did not expect Qin Yun to break free from the law array so quickly, and he didn't even have time to cast a new spell, hastily raising his sword to block.

  Ding!

  His weapon was directly shaken off by Qing Feng Sword, and the jetting sword energy instantly pierced his right shoulder!

  "Ah!"

  The man in the green shirt let out a blood-curdling scream, his sword clattering to the ground. His swordsmanship was completely no match for magic, and he was utterly no match for Qin Yun.

  Qin Yun's hands moved like lightning, and with a few swift strokes, three swords were thrust out in succession, piercing the blue-robed guest's left shoulder and both legs.

  This was his intention to leave a living mouth to force him to reveal his origin, otherwise one sword would be enough to take the opponent's life.

  The man in the green shirt let out a miserable howl and collapsed to the ground, his wound bleeding profusely. His pale face was pressed against the dirty floor, utterly humiliated.

  Seeing that his opponent had no ability to resist, Qin Yun pointed at him with the tip of his sword and asked in a low voice: "Who are you, where did you come from? And what is your relationship with Xie Wanqing?"

  A fairly powerful Qi Practitioner appeared in a dilapidated den, which felt out of place. And with Xie Wanqing's identity, it was even more impossible to invite a Qi Practitioner for help.

  To deal with Qin Yun, two martial artists at the seventh heaven of Qi refining are enough, and there is no need for that.

  So Qin Yun's heart was filled with doubts and he had a mind to investigate the truth of the matter.

  That man in the green robe stopped his mournful cries, he struggled to lift his head, and a terrifying smile floated on his dusty face: "Don't be smug, the Holy Master will avenge me!"

  What saint! What other saint!

  Qin Yun's face rose with a thread of anger, and he sent the sword tip to his throat, the sharp sword tip instantly breaking through the skin and drawing blood.

  "Hehehe..."

  However, the guest in the green shirt did not show any fear or terror. Instead, the strange smile on his face grew thicker, and black blood overflowed from his eyes, nose, mouth corners, and ears.

  "I'll be waiting for you in hell..."

  By the time he uttered the last "you", his voice had become barely audible, his head slumped down, and he swallowed his last breath.

  He actually took his own life! Qin Yun couldn't see how he had managed to poison himself.

  What was even more astonishing was that the corpse of Qing Shan Ke quickly turned black and rotted after death, emitting a white smoke, and the spreading foul odor forced Qin Yun to pull back.

  In less than the time it takes to burn half an incense stick, the entire corpse including flesh and bones as well as its clothes had all turned into a pool of blood. It was impossible for Qin Yun to find anything useful on the corpse.

  Looking at the bloodstains on the ground, a layer of gloom suddenly shrouded Qin Yun's heart.

  "Sir, may I ask if you have come to rescue us?"

  A faint voice came from beside him.

  Qin Yun turned his head to look, and saw that a woman who had been robbed by bandits was looking at him with trepidation in her eyes.

  "Yes!" Qin Yun nodded and said: "I am a member of the Qianchao Qin family, sent to eliminate bandits."

  "That's great, we're saved!"

  Several women hugged each other with joy and tears, some even burst into loud crying, while the bold woman bowed respectfully to Qin Yun to express her gratitude.

  "You all stay here, there are still some bandits outside that haven't been killed yet, wait for me to come back!"

  Qin Yun ordered one sentence and immediately left the main hall.

  ……

  A bright moon hangs high in the sky, casting its pure and unadorned light on the mountains and rivers, also draping a layer of faint silver mist over the rugged Qingfeng Ridge.

  The charming night couldn't cover up the soaring bloodiness, Qin Yun left Lao Jun Guan and went down from Qing Feng Ridge along the rugged mountain path, beheading all the sentries left behind by Qing Lang Tao.

  The Qinglang has made great efforts to guard the mountain road, with six or seven sentry posts on the mountain and at the foot of the mountain, and more than a dozen guards, all of whom are accompanied by mountain dogs.

  Pitiful them, they didn't even know their own nest had been destroyed by Qin Yun, yet they foolishly stuck to their posts and ended up becoming the souls that perished under Qin Yun's sword.

  These bandits all deserved to die, so Qin Yun showed no mercy when he struck. The only pity was the dozen or so mountain guard dogs.

  He grew up in Shanglie Village since childhood, often followed the village hunters to go hunting in the mountains, and had a good impression of this loyal and brave hunting dog.

  Unfortunately, once a guardian dog recognizes its master, it will never betray him. He can only kill these loyal dogs that would die to protect their masters as well.

  From the mountain top down to the foot of the mountain, Qin Yun deliberately caught a prisoner and forced him to confess, confirming that there were no fish escaping the net before returning to the mountain ridge.

  He first went back to the back mountain and brought up Chen Li, who had been waiting anxiously.

  Seeing the corpses inside and outside Laojun Temple, Chen Li was stunned, and he admired Qin Yun even more.

  With Chen Li's help, Qin Yun found it much easier to handle the remaining tasks.

  In the dungeon behind Lao Jun's observation deck, the two rescued more than a dozen hostages who were kidnapped by the Green Wolf bandits. They were all from the Lincheng area, and one of them, Chen Li, was actually someone they knew.

  These villagers' masters, without exception, were grateful and tearfully thanked Qin Yun.

  By forcing the captive to confess, Qin Yun also found a large amount of gold and silver treasures in a secret room in the backyard, worth at least tens of thousands of taels of silver.

  The Qinglang bandits apparently took Laojun Temple as their real lair and operated it, storing a lot of grain and weapons.

  Unfortunately, these things are completely useless and can only be discarded or destroyed, lest they fall into the hands of other thieves.

  After everything had been cleaned up, it was already midnight.

  Considering it's too dangerous to travel at night, Qin Yun didn't rush to leave. He let Chen Li settle those meat tickets and planned to head down the mountain early tomorrow morning.

  He chose a clean room in the backyard to live in and quietly cultivated his Xuan Gong to solidify his realm.

  The next morning, Qin Yun and Chen Li took the rescued villagers and the captured gold and silver treasures, leaving Qingfeng Ridge.

  The mountain road was difficult to walk, with more than 20 ordinary people, until the afternoon of the third day, Qin Yun's team finally arrived in Lincheng.

  The news of Qinglang's destruction spread like wings and quickly spread throughout the mountain city, causing a sensation.

  Many city residents rushed over to watch the excitement, and many people saw their missing relatives and friends return safely, all of whom were overjoyed.

  The unluckiest were the bandit captives, who didn't know how many rotten eggs and stinky fruit they suffered on the streets.

  Qin Yun was welcomed as a hero by the residents, with many people cheering and applauding for him. Some bold girls even threw flirtatious glances at him.

  This feeling of being sincerely admired and moved is really great. Even Qin Yun's firm will can't help but feel a little proud.

  Chen Li, who was following closely behind him, also basked in a lot of glory.

  Soon, the city guard officer of Lincheng was also alarmed and immediately sent someone to come and respond.

  The guardian of Lincheng is a refined and courteous middle-aged man named Lin Haichao, who comes from a scholarly background and has been an official for many years with great reputation in the local area.

  As there were no powerful clans or aristocratic families in the local area, this city defense officer was still quite comfortable in his position. However, the recent frequent appearances of the Qinglang bandits in the vicinity of Lin City had really put him at a loss.

  Qin Yun took action to eliminate the bandits and flatten their lair, which was a godsend for him, an absolute unexpected delight.

  Overjoyed, Lin Haichao specially set up a banquet in his own mansion to entertain Qin Yun and Chen Li.

  Between the banquet tables, this elegant and refined city guardian also called out his own little daughter to play a tune of "Clear Wind and Bright Moon" for the two guests.

  At that time, Chen Li saw this delicate and charming girl, his eyes almost couldn't move away.

  After having enough wine and food, Lin Haichao intentionally or unintentionally asked Qin Yun: "Qin Gongzi, have you ever been married?"

  Qin Yun smiled and said: "Lord Lin, I already have a fiancée, she is from the Qian Chao Fang clan."

  "But I'm afraid this brother of mine still doesn't have a sweetheart!" He patted Chen Li's shoulder.

  Chen Li's heart was filled with gratitude and excitement, and for a moment, he couldn't say a word.

  Lin Haichao smiled and changed the subject.

  Compared with Qin Yun, Chen Li is obviously much inferior, without power or influence, and not from a wealthy family, which is not the best choice in the mind of this city guard officer.

  But later this marriage really came true.

  Chen Li's parents had passed away, but his uncle's family was also a wealthy and influential local family. Moreover, he himself was a respected doctor with an excellent reputation in the area.

  But most importantly, Chen Li and Qin Yun had a good relationship, so Lin Haichao considered it and finally married his youngest daughter to him.

  All these are afterwords.

  After all subsequent events had ended, Qin Yun stayed in Lincheng for another three days before leaving.

  He did not return directly to Chicheng City, but instead told outsiders that he would continue to pursue the fleeing thieves until they were all killed.

  This was originally just Qin Yun's excuse for not wanting to hurry back to Qian Chao, but in fact all the thieves had been killed by him, and he did not expect that as a result his reputation in Lin City would be even more renowned, and later it even spread to other places in Guiyang Prefecture through the mouths of packhorse merchants.

  More than half a month later, when the annual Daoist temple contest in Moyangdao was about to begin, Qin Yun quietly returned to Qianchao City.

  For this sixteen-year-old boy, it's not the end, but the starting point for a new journey that is about to unfold!