Black Dragon Guardian

"Please, spare me! I have elderly parents and young children to support. My whole family depends on me. I was forced to obey orders. Please, show mercy and let me go!" Yan Rong pleaded with Qin Guan.

Qin Guan's expression was blank. "What does it have to do with me that you have elderly parents and young children? Besides, if I didn't want to kill you, I wouldn't have chased you this far."

Tch!

After speaking, Qin Guan directly slit Yan Rong's throat with his sword.

"He was an academy instructor, yet he's so poor!" Qin Guan muttered as he pulled off Yan Rong's Storage Bag. Inside, he found only two Soul Swords, three Second-grade Pills, a mid-level Mysterious Tier Sword Technique, and ten Low-grade Spirit Stones.

Unexpectedly, there was also a Jade Bone Immortal Orchid Grass.

After putting away the Storage Bag, Qin Guan headed towards Luyun City.

A short while later, Qin Guan, who was on his way, suddenly stopped. A black-robed old man appeared before him.

The black-robed old man looked at Qin Guan. "Boy, have you seen a middle-aged man fly past here?"

"No, I haven't," Qin Guan replied, shaking his head before walking past the old man.

"Stop! Did I say you could leave?" Seeing the Soul Sword on Qin Guan's back, the black-robed old man quickly called out to him.

Qin Guan stopped and turned to face the old man. "Sir, is there something you need?"

"Which faction do you belong to?" The black-robed old man frowned slightly. Qin Guan had no Spiritual Power fluctuations and looked ordinary, yet he carried a priceless Soul Sword so openly.

Sensing the old man's unfriendly attitude, Qin Guan became displeased. "What business is it of yours which faction I belong to?"

"How dare you be so rude to me! Leave the sword on your back, and I'll spare your life!"

As the black-robed old man spoke, a powerful aura emanated from him.

He had chased for so long without finding Yan Rong and figured he wouldn't catch him now. It wouldn't be a wasted trip if he could at least snatch this kid's Soul Sword.

Qin Guan looked at the old man. "Are you trying to rob me?"

"You can think of it that way," the black-robed old man said with a smile.

"I have some other things here. If you want them, I'll give them to you, as long as you don't kill me!"

As Qin Guan spoke, he quickly took out a Storage Bag and opened it for the old man to see.

Upon seeing the Soul Swords, pills, and Spirit Stones in Qin Guan's Storage Bag, the old man's eyes immediately became fervent.

"Alright, give these to me, and I'll let you go," the black-robed old man said with a smile.

He actually ran into such a wealthy patron! This trip was worth it, truly worth it!

"Here you go." Qin Guan said, handing the Storage Bag to the old man.

The black-robed old man glanced at Qin Guan and then walked over unhurriedly. Meanwhile, his right palm, hidden behind his back, silently gathered a powerful surge of Spiritual Power.

This young man was clearly not right. He was already on guard, but in Qingzhou, very few people could harm him. If this young man dared to play any tricks, he wouldn't hesitate to take his life.

Just as the black-robed old man was half a zhang away from Qin Guan, Qin Guan suddenly vanished from his spot.

The black-robed old man was startled. Just as he was about to retreat, Qin Guan suddenly appeared to his left.

Seeing this, the old man's right palm, which had already gathered Spiritual Power, struck directly at Qin Guan's chest.

Qin Guan didn't dodge. Instead, he grabbed the old man's left wrist.

Bang!

At the same time, the old man's palm landed squarely on Qin Guan's chest.

Qin Guan flexed the muscles in his chest and raised an eyebrow. "Is that all you've got? And you dare to rob someone?"

Seeing Qin Guan completely unharmed, the black-robed old man was utterly shocked. While stunned, he threw a punch at Qin Guan's face, this time holding nothing back and using his full strength.

Facing the old man's full-power strike, Qin Guan still didn't dodge. Instead, he charged forward and headbutted the punch.

Bang!

Crack!

"Ah!"

The black-robed old man's fist struck Qin Guan's forehead, feeling as if he had hit an incredibly hard piece of iron. His hand bones were directly fractured by Qin Guan's forehead, and his entire arm hung down at a bizarre angle.

"Young master, spare me! Young master, spare me!"

The black-robed old man looked at Qin Guan in terror and quickly begged for mercy.

"Where did you come from?" Qin Guan suddenly realized that this black-robed old man seemed to be coming from the direction of Luyun City.

"I came from Luyun City," the old man said hastily.

"Are you from the Spirit Sword Academy?" Qin Guan suddenly raised his voice.

Seeing Qin Guan's clearly hostile expression, as if he had a grudge against the Spirit Sword Academy, the old man quickly shook his head. "No, no! I am Hei Long, an Elder Protector of the Cloud Mist Sect, not from the Spirit Sword Academy!"

Cloud Mist Sect!

Upon hearing "Cloud Mist Sect," Qin Guan's expression turned serious. "Did you go to the Nan Family looking for Qin Guan?"

"Yes, yes!" The old man nodded quickly.

Tch!

As soon as the old man in the black robe finished speaking, a sword suddenly pierced his throat.

"You, you..."

The old man in the black robe wanted to ask why the Cloud Mist Sect was still killing him, but he collapsed before he could finish his words.

Qin Guan ripped off the old man in the black robe's Storage Bag and hurried towards the Nan Family.

He had originally thought that after killing Su Lie and with Yan Rong fleeing, the Xiao Family's rabble wouldn't pose any threat. He hadn't expected the Cloud Mist Sect to show up too.