When Poverty Stumps a Hero

Seeing this, Qin Guan placed his palm on Nan Rou's forehead. A tyrannical surge of Gang Qi instantly invaded Nan Rou's body and suppressed the Cold Poison.

Nan Rou immediately felt much better, and Qin Guan helped her into the room.

The walls inside were cracked, the windows were broken and let in drafts from every direction. Qin Guan was at a loss for words. How could an Eldest Young Lady live in a place like this? There was not even a single servant or maid by her side.

Nan Rou shivered violently from the cold, looking as though she was about to freeze to death. Now that the Cold Poison had been temporarily suppressed, she absolutely could not be exposed to the cold. Thinking of this, Qin Guan hurriedly asked:

"Miss Nan, where is the charcoal? I'll find some to warm you up."

Nan Rou shook her head. "No charcoal has been issued this month. We already used up everything from last month."

"Who is in charge of distributing charcoal? I'll go collect some for you," Qin Guan asked.

Nan Rou hurriedly waved her hands. "Young Master Qin, don't go. Hu Liu, who handles household affairs, is ruthless and hard to reason with. If you anger him, he'll beat you!"

"Beat me? If he dares hit me, I'll snap his arms into legs," Qin Guan said with a casual laugh.

Seeing that Qin Guan had not taken her words to heart at all, Nan Rou grew anxious.

"Young Master Qin, the Nan Family is not as harmonious and easygoing as it appears on the surface. You should leave quickly. There's no need to worry about me."

"You get into bed and Lie Down first. I'll be back in a moment." Ignoring Nan Rou, Qin Guan headed outside after speaking.

Seeing Qin Guan leave the room, Nan Rou hurriedly chased after him to stop him. But the moment she stepped outside, Qin Guan was already nowhere to be seen.

Before long, led by a servant, Qin Guan found Hu Liu, the man in charge of household affairs.

"Master Liu, this is Qin Guan, the Eldest Young Lady's Son-in-law," the servant said as he approached Hu Liu.

The matter of Qin Guan coming to the Nan Family to marry the Second Young Lady had already spread throughout the household.

Hu Liu gave Qin Guan a once-over, then picked up a meat skewer and roasted it over the brazier. Only after a long while did he speak. "What is it?"

"I'm here to collect some charcoal," Qin Guan said.

"This month's charcoal has already all been distributed. Come back next month." Hu Liu turned the meat skewer in his hand without even raising his head.

Qin Guan Looked At the large pile of charcoal in the corner not far away and frowned slightly.

"It was just all distributed? Why doesn't the Eldest Young Lady have even a single piece of charcoal?"

"How would I know?"

Hu Liu blew on the half-red charcoal burning in the brazier, then casually muttered, "Why waste resources on someone who's about to die?"

"What do you mean?" Qin Guan's expression immediately changed.

"What do I mean?"

The Corner of Hu Liu's Mouth curled. "With the circumstances of you and the Eldest Young Lady, you aren't worthy of using charcoal. Understand?"

"Holy Shit... ha!"

Qin Guan suddenly laughed in anger. A mere servant dared to be this arrogant and overbearing. What a Ghost of a sight.

But what angered him even more was Nan Yunqi. As the head of the family, he allowed his own biological daughter to be treated like this. What a fine father he was!

Seeing Qin Guan laugh, Hu Liu raised his brows. "What, you don't accept this?"

"No, I don't. What are you going to do about it?" Qin Guan nodded and asked with a smile.

At those words, Hu Liu's face darkened, and he snorted coldly.

"Do you think I wouldn't dare touch you just because you're now the Nan Family's Son-in-law? Let me tell you the truth: not to mention you, Even If the Eldest Young Lady came here herself, she'd have to watch my face. If I don't nod, who would dare touch that charcoal?"

The moment Hu Liu finished speaking, Qin Guan suddenly appeared In Front Of him.

Bang!

Without another word, Qin Guan struck Hu Liu's head with his palm.

Crack!

The overwhelming Palm Power directly crushed Hu Liu's cervical vertebrae. Amid a burst of shattering bones, Hu Liu's neck vanished completely. His fat, round head was pressed tightly between his shoulders, his eyes wide open, blood flowing from all seven orifices. He died with his eyes still open.

At the sight, the surrounding servants were Scared witless.

Qin Guan swept his gaze over the servants and said in a deep voice, "Move all the charcoal over there to the Young Lady's courtyard."

At his words, the servants jolted in fright and hurriedly began carrying it away.

Qin Guan grabbed one servant. "Go get a brazier. There isn't one in the Young Lady's room."

The servant glanced at Qin Guan's hand, and his legs nearly gave out beneath him. He immediately scrambled and crawled toward the storeroom.

Before long, all the charcoal from the warehouse had been moved into Nan Rou's courtyard.

Seeing the servants bring over so much charcoal and install a heater for her, Nan Rou could hardly believe it.

"Young Master Qin, so much charcoal... Hu Liu didn't make things difficult for you?"

"I didn't give him the chance," Qin Guan said with a smile.

Didn't give him the chance?

Qin Guan's answer left Nan Rou utterly baffled.

"You may all leave!" Once the servants had finished, Qin Guan waved them away.

The servants immediately hurried off.

On the way, one servant urgently said, "Quick, report to Madam! Brother Hu was beaten to death by Qin Guan!"

"Didn't they say Qin Guan was a worthless good-for-nothing with no cultivation? How did he kill Brother Hu? Brother Hu was at the Body Refining Fifth Heaven, after all!"

Remembering how Qin Guan had slapped Hu Liu to death, the group still felt lingering fear.

On the Yuanyang Continent, cultivators had ten major realms:

Body Refining Realm, Qi Refining Realm, Spirit Refining Realm, Profound Connection Realm, Peak Attainment Realm, Free and Unfettered Realm, Star Realm, Breaking Circle Realm, Dao Integration Realm, Unity Realm.

Besides cultivators, there was another kind of Martial Cultivator, born without a Dantian and unable to gather Spiritual Energy for cultivation.

Martial Cultivators also had ten major realms. Their ten realms were known as the Ten Heavenly Defying Gates. Each time they reached a realm, they would open a Battle Gate.