"You fool. If we can find the Qin Family Divine Son, how much cultivation resources must he have amassed over his lifetime? Hahahaha."
"And is the Qin Family Divine Son really so easy to deal with?
I think you're daydreaming."
Though they said so, there were still plenty whose hearts had been stirred by greed.
All under heaven bustle for profit. The Qin Family Divine Son's name was simply too resounding, and the cultivation resources behind him were enough to make countless cultivators risk everything.
At the outskirts of Tian Xuan Forest.
The moment Qin Jiuge stepped out, he saw several furtive figures blocking his path, greed filling every one of their eyes.
He frowned, too lazy to waste words. With a casual slap, he sent out a condensed force of lightning. With a rumbling blast, the group instantly turned into charred corpses.
Qin Jiuge could not even be bothered to loot their bodies. These people were merely in the Life and Death Realm. He had no idea who had given them the nerve to come seeking death before him.
"I'm injured? How come I didn't know?"
Qin Jiuge shot a cold glance at the figure beside him, a trace of chill in his voice. "Did you know?"
He looked at Zhao Huanhuan beside him. Heaven knew how she had managed to follow him all the way without him noticing.
Fortunately, she had been well-behaved throughout the journey and had not caused any trouble.
"You were obviously injured, yet you won't let anyone say it. How overbearing."
Zhao Huanhuan pursed her lips and muttered softly. Her voice was as faint as a mosquito's buzz, yet Qin Jiuge still heard every word clearly.
Qin Jiuge rolled his eyes at her irritably and could not help raising a hand to press against