Chapter 12: Conflict!

  The young man with the surname Qin did not bother to chat with the two of them, and directly walked through the middle of the two, to the front of the old man in charge, "Qiu Shu, we're here to pick up our medicine!"

  The old man in charge yawned and looked up at Qin Yu with a lack of enthusiasm, "Today isn't the day to pick up medicine, is it?"

  Qin Yu smiled and took out a token from his waist, placing it on the table. He turned around and beckoned Xiao Ming to come over, "Uncle Qiu, this is our master's new disciple, with an excellent spiritual root of four goods and one superior quality. Master plans to initiate him soon, so I came to ask for two Aggregating Spirit Dan from his monthly allowance next month."

  "Huh?"

  The old man's gaze swept over Xiao Ming's body, a look of surprise flashing across his face. In a mid-sized sect like Tianyin, it was extremely rare to find a disciple with high-quality spiritual roots. Among the thousands of disciples in Tianyin Sect, there were absolutely no more than ten who possessed such exceptional spiritual roots.

  "Wait a minute, I'll put these medicines away for now!" After a slight surprise, the old man in charge didn't pay attention to Qin Yu, but instead turned to the package of spiritual medicine brought by Xiao Yun.

  Qin Yu put away his waist card and stood patiently beside Xiao Ming, waiting.

  "Huh? How did so many go missing?" He slowly took out the medicine from the package, carefully counting them. His eyebrows furrowed as he looked up at Xiao Yun.

  Xiao Yun walked over and explained, "Senior Mu originally refined three furnaces of Qingling San, but one furnace was wasted, so there's only this much."

  "Hmph, what a joke! What kind of person is Shibo Zu? Qingling San is just a low-grade elixir, how can it be a waste pill? I think, isn't it that you secretly kept it for yourself?" Just as Xiao Yun's words fell, Qin Yu lightly laughed and said with an unpleasant tone.

  Xiao Yun's expression turned slightly unpleasant upon hearing this, and he immediately said, "Food can be eaten casually, but words cannot be spoken casually. If Brother Qin doesn't believe me, I can take him to ask Senior Mu!"

  Qin Yu's smile froze, and his face suddenly turned gloomy. He took a step forward, standing in front of Xiao Yun, and grasped the collar of Xiao Yun's clothes with one hand. His eyes coldly stared at Xiao Yun, "Are you talking to me? Be clear about your status, you're just a servant, and Qin Shixiong is someone you can call?"

  "Let go!"

  Xiao Yun's expression was calm and fearless, his cold eyes locked onto Qin Yu's as he stood tall with an air of natural arrogance. As a scholar, he had an innate pride that made him impervious to intimidation, but also unwilling to back down from a challenge. He wouldn't initiate conflict, but neither would he shy away from it.

  "Be careful with your tone, it's really getting on my nerves!" Qin Yu was somewhat taken aback. An ordinary servant would not dare to look him in the eye, let alone speak to him like that. Yet this person seemed completely unafraid of his aura.

  "Let go!" Xiao Yun suppressed his anger, and his voice rose several decibels again.

  Being scolded by a subordinate like this, Qin Yu felt that his face was somewhat lost. One hand grasped Xiao Yun's clothes, and the other hand dug into his ear, "What did you say? I didn't hear clearly!"

  "Boom!"

  Unable to bear it any longer, no need to bear it anymore, the majestic energy in his body surged into his right fist, and he directly punched Qin Yu's abdomen.

  Qin Yu did not expect that Xiao Yun would make a move on him, and the power was so great that he didn't even have time to react before being punched by Xiao Yun and flew out.

  Five meters away, Qin Yu fell to the ground with a thud, his hands clutching his stomach, his face scrunched up in pain, and his body curled up into a ball, unable to speak for half a day.

  Xiao Yun's punch had a strength of at least 300 catties, and Qin Yu was completely unprepared, taking a sneak attack. The proud music worker was actually punched by a young musician to the point where he almost threw up his lunch.

  "Hmph, a disciple of the Elite Institute, how impressive?" Xiao Yun smoothed out his clothes and coldly gazed at Qin Yu who was crouched on the ground, while Xiao Ming standing beside him had his mouth agape in shock.

  "You dare hit me, you little brat, you're asking for it!"

  After a half-day delay, Qin Yu finally stood up from the ground, furiously shouting and throwing a punch directly at Xiao Yun.

  He was actually beaten by a servant, if this gets out, where will his face be? On the fist, a faint white aura flowed, this punch was full of hatred. Qin Yu had already made up his mind to kill Xiao Yun, in the Tianyin Sect, killing a servant would at most result in some punishment. At this moment, Qin Yu had no qualms, he just wanted to kill the annoying little brat in front of him to vent his anger.

  Is this the realm of joy? Xiao Yun's pupils contracted, and his instincts sensed danger, wanting to dodge, but it was already too late. He could only retreat one step as he watched the fist approach him.

  If this punch is solid, I'm afraid it will be seriously injured even if it doesn't kill!

  "Hum!"

  Just as Xiao Yun was about to exert his full strength to resist, a voice blocked his way. Xiao Yun looked up and saw that it was none other than the old steward surnamed Qiu.

  A pale blue light halo floated in front of Old Qiu, and Qin Yu's punch landed right on the light shield. The light shield shook slightly and directly bounced Qin Yu back.

  "Master?"

  Qin Yu stumbled backward several steps before regaining his balance, raised his head and looked at Qiū Lǎo Tóu with an incredulous expression. He really couldn't understand why this old man would stick out his neck for a mere servant.

  Chou Lao didn't pay attention to Qin Yu, withdrew his imposing aura and turned around to give Xiao Yun a deep look, "Xiao Yun, is it? There's nothing for you here, you can go back now. As for the spiritual medicine, I'll ask Shu Shi Bo myself."

  "Yes!"

  Xiao Yun gratefully bowed his head at Qiu Lao Tou, then turned to give Qin Yu a cold glance before leaving the Lingyao Hall.

  "Hey kid, don't go!"

  Qin Yu couldn't help but feel that Old Man Qiu had let Xiang Yun off too easily, and was about to step forward to stop him, but was held back by the old man's outstretched hand. All he could do was watch as Xiang Yun walked away with a swagger.

  "Master Uncle, why did you let him go?" Qin Yu asked with some indignation. He had actually been outsmarted by a lowly servant and even got punched in the face, it was simply unreasonable.

  The old man's eyebrows furrowed, "Qin Yu, it's not that I'm saying you're wrong, but you often bully your junior brothers, and now you're even bullying the servants?"

  "But just because he's a lowly servant, and solely based on the fact that he injured me, it's enough to sentence him to death. Master Uncle, why are you stopping me?" Qin Yu said somewhat discontentedly.

  The old man shook his head, "As the saying goes, a seventh-rank official in front of the prime minister's gate, he is indeed a low-ranking servant. However, don't forget whose servant he is? You're not qualified to kill him, let alone killing him, even if you hurt him today, once Master Shu investigates, even your master can't save you."

  Qin Yu's face twitched upon hearing this, and he was suddenly awakened by Old Ou. A thread of belated fear flashed through his heart, but his mouth still spoke stubbornly, "He's just a lowly servant, I don't believe Master Shibo would take his side."

  "Believing or not is up to you, I'm just reminding you because you called me Shifu, if you don't believe in evil, you can go and kill him now, he shouldn't be far away." Old Qiu said.

  "I..."

  Qin Yu stumbled over his words, looked around at the entrance of the palace, and finally didn't have the courage to chase after him.

  "Put your temper away!" Old Qiu shook his head, turned around and took out a small green bottle from the medicine cabinet behind him, and placed it in front of Qin Yu, "The medicine you wanted! Take it!"

  "Thank you, Master!"

  Qin Yu gritted his teeth, grabbed the jade bottle, and stormed out with Xiao Ming who was staring blankly at him.

  Watching the two leave, Old Ou shook his head lightly, "Interesting, a Musician actually went to do odd jobs, even dared to hit a disciple of the Elite Academy, quite bold indeed."

  ——

  "It's really infuriating!"

  Walking out of the Lingyao Hall, Qin Yu heavily shook his sleeves, the anger on his face evident. He had just been punched in the stomach by Xiao Yun and although he hadn't suffered too much damage, his belly still ached to this day.

  "Senior brother, calm down." Xiao Ming advised.

  Qin Yu turned to Xiao Ming, somewhat indignantly saying, "Didn't you say he was just a lowly servant? How could he have such great power?"

  "Hmm..." Xiao Ming hesitated for a moment, looking slightly embarrassed, "Before we went up the mountain, I remember him saying that he had already achieved the Musician Realm."

  "Huh?" Qin Yu was stunned for a moment, his face somewhat embarrassed, "Didn't you say he had no musical talent at all? How could he possibly become a music prodigy?"

  "This, this little brother really doesn't know, it's all said by Master Huang, Master Huang checked his root bone and even checked twice, the five-tone wheel plate didn't have any reaction." Xiao Ming said.