Outside the Jade Void Palace on Kunlun Mountain.
Listening to the furious Crane Boy before him, Qin Hong could not help but laugh. He was clearly stunned speechless.
A beast dared to talk about someone else's father?
Was he worthy?
"You? You're killing me. Why don't you look in a mirror and see what you are? You think you're worthy of making my father look at you, let alone speak nicely to you? Where'd you get that courage—from Fish Leong?"
As he spoke, a small fan suddenly appeared in Qin Hong's hand. It was the Sky Burning Fan that Heavenly Lord of Original Beginning had given him earlier. He looked at Crane Boy before him.
Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!
"I'll let you call me a beast!"
Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!
"You even wanted my whole family dead!"
Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!
"You wanted my dad to put in a good word for you too!"
Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!
"Why don't you just fly up to heaven?"
Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!
Qin Hong gave Crane Boy a savage beating. It had to be said, this Low-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure was truly useful.
Although Qin Hong did not use any mana or Divine Abilities, flames rose with every strike.
Before long, Crane Boy's face was bruised and swollen. The robe formed from his feathers had been scorched black by the Sky Burning Fan's flames.
"Th-this... this is Heavenly Venerate's Sky Burning Fan!"
"This belongs to our Jade Void Palace. How did it end up in your hands?"
"Fine! You trespassed into the sacred grounds of Jade Void Palace without permission, and now you've stolen Heavenly Venerate's treasure!"
Crane Boy immediately recognized the Sky Burning Fan in Qin Hong's hand and shouted in rage.
"You mean this?"
Qin Hong raised the fan high and pretended to inspect it with his big eyes.
Slap!
"Why do you care how I got it?"
Slap!
"Of course your Heavenly Venerate gave it to me!"
Slap!
"I'm so adorable, so clever, so lovable, and you dared call me a little beast?"
Slap!
"I don't think you should keep living today!"
Slap!
"This fan happens to make fire. Young Master is having roasted meat today!"
Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!
Qin Hong showed Crane Boy absolutely no mercy.
If others respected him by an inch, he would respect them by a foot.
But if others offended him even slightly, he would chase them to the highest heavens and the deepest hells, slaughtering his way through their past, present, and future!
Besides, during the original Investiture of the Gods Calamity, Linghe had followed Heavenly Lord of Original Beginning in attacking the Interception Sect's disciples more than once.
The thought that the deaths of the gorgeous, stunning San Xiao sisters were inseparable from this fellow made Qin Hong deeply unhappy. His grip on the Sky Burning Fan tightened.
In the original Investiture of the Gods Calamity, Sister Qiong Xiao had been beaten to death outright by this guy using the Three Treasures Jade Ruyi. Sister Bi Xiao had also had her sword knocked away by him, then been taken into the Jade Pure Casket by that shameless old Heavenly Lord of Original Beginning and turned into a pool of blood.
Now that this guy had delivered himself right into his hands, how could Qin Hong not teach him a proper lesson?
No one knew how long he kept fanning. At first, Linghe could still maintain his human form before Qin Hong.
But eventually, he reverted directly to his original form. Linghe was now completely bare, and under the Sky Burning Fan's divine flames, almost none of his feathers remained intact.
Not only that, the faint scent of cooked meat began to drift through the air.
If he had not kept screaming, Qin Hong would have thought he had fanned him to death.
Still, this fellow truly had tenacious vitality. After being beaten for so long by a Low-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure, he was not dead yet and still had the strength to howl.
"Waaah, you... you actually dared hit me! I'll report this truthfully to Heavenly Venerate..."
"When Heavenly Venerate returns... you'll die horribly..."
"Ah, waaah! Not just you, but your father, your mother, your whole family... Ah, it hurts so much..."
Though his body was wracked with pain, Linghe's mouth did not soften at all. He continued to shout and threaten him.
Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!
"Fuck, you think I'm giving you face?"
Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!
"Young Master has you pinned to the ground, and you're still this stubborn?"
Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!
"You really don't know whether you're dead or alive!"
Qin Hong gave Linghe another savage fanning, paying special attention to the crane's head and beak.
Feeling each strike land solidly on flesh gave Qin Hong an indescribable sense of satisfaction.
Using the treasure Yuanshi had reluctantly given him to beat Yuanshi's own disciple—why did it feel so damn good?
Ah...
Oh, ocean, you are full of water!
Oh, Linghe, you really deserve a beating!
Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!
Another barrage followed. Only when Linghe's entire body had turned charred black and his long beak had been "accidentally" fanned down to half its length did Qin Hong finally stop.
Qin Hong planted his foot on the miserable Linghe lying on the ground, his lips curling upward.
"Do you still dare call me a beast?"
"You still want to go crying to the adults?"
"You still want my whole family dead?"
"Do you fucking know who Young Master is? Do you know Young Master's background? You don't know shit, yet you dared to bark so wildly!"
"Y-you... who are you?"
Seeing that Qin Hong had finally stopped, Linghe transformed back into the form of a boy, though he looked even more pitiful now.
Only a few strands of hair remained after the fire had burned it. His mouth was badly swollen, blood constantly flowing out, and the rest of his body was in an even worse state.
At this moment, Linghe had none of his former arrogance. He raised his head pitifully, tears in the corners of his eyes, and looked at Qin Hong, who was stepping on his shoulder. His little appearance was heartbreakingly pitiful.
"Hehe, wouldn't it have been better if you'd acted like this from the start?"
"Listen carefully!"
Qin Hong put away the Sky Burning Fan, patted his little chubby chest with his plump hand, and declared arrogantly:
"Young Master is Qin Hong, direct kin of the Three Pure Ones and son of Saint Tongtian!"
"Heavenly Lord of Morality is my Eldest Uncle!"
"Heavenly Lord of Original Beginning is my Second Uncle!"
"Saint Nuwa is my aunt!"
"Saints Zhunti and Jieyin are my uncles!"
"Dao Ancestor Hongjun is my Grandmaster!"
"You mongrel beast, you dared call me a beast... Are you saying the Three Pure Ones are all beasts?"
Shock!
"Hm?"
Linghe's eyes instantly widened as he stared in disbelief at Qin Hong's upturned little face.
This little brat was the son of Saint Tongtian, the child who even Saint Yuanshi found troublesome?
A huge drop of cold sweat seeped from Linghe's forehead.
At this moment, Linghe had already cursed himself dozens of times in his heart.
A deep fear and terror welled up within him.
It was not because Qin Hong was currently beating him, but because of the master of Jade Void Palace, Heavenly Lord of Original Beginning.
As the boy attendant by Heavenly Lord of Original Beginning's side and one of the most favored third-generation disciples of the Sect of Enlightenment, Saint Tongtian would certainly not intervene. For one, Linghe had not done anything to Qin Hong; for another, he had not gained any advantage and had instead been beaten into such a miserable state.
But Heavenly Lord of Original Beginning was different. Linghe had followed him for many years and understood his temperament extremely well.
Caring about face was Heavenly Lord of Original Beginning's greatest trait.
No matter when it was, Yuanshi could not lose face.
Only Yuanshi could insult others. No one had ever dared insult Yuanshi. If anyone did dare insult Yuanshi, Heavenly Lord of Original Beginning would definitely kill them on the spot.
Yet just now, he, a mere Linghe, had insulted Qin Hong.
Qin Hong was Saint Tongtian's son, direct kin of the Three Pure Ones, and Heavenly Lord of Original Beginning's nephew.
If Qin Hong was a beast, then what were the Three Pure Ones?
The elders of a beast—old beasts?
Given Heavenly Lord of Original Beginning's temperament, if he found out about this, Linghe would absolutely have no chance of surviving.
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