Cannot Seek Death

"Hmph! Forget it, I won't tell you anything."

The Blue Skirt Maid snorted coldly and stood up expressionlessly.

Swish swish!

Two instant Golden Dragon Claws shot towards the Blue Skirt Maid's legs.

Crack!!!

Her legs snapped directly. The Blue Skirt Maid collapsed on the ground, convulsing and screaming miserably.

"Did I tell you to stand up?"

Qin Yuan walked to the Blue Skirt Maid's front expressionlessly, his icy, bright golden vertical pupils looking down at her from above.

"You... kill me then. Don't expect to get any information from me!"

The Blue Skirt Maid gritted her teeth and said stubbornly.

"Heh, you want to die?" Qin Yuan chuckled:

"Since I was young, you're the first person to assassinate me. You've really surprised me, even though I'm just a piece of trash in the eyes of the world."

"You're trash? Hahaha, then everyone in the world is trash!"

The Blue Skirt Maid actually managed a laugh, but her laughter was filled with self-mockery and shock:

"Qin Yuan, I didn't expect you to be hiding so deeply. With talent that could shake the entire continent, you're willing to be trash in the eyes of the world. Your ambition... is truly great! Your schemes are so deep!"

A thirteen-year-old boy could easily crush her, a Soul King. This talent was unique on the entire continent!

However, this was a misunderstanding of Qin Yuan. He didn't want to hide, but he couldn't explain how his martial soul went from a Little Grass Snake to the top-tier Golden Dragon.

And his Soul Power had also progressed terrifyingly.

This would attract the covetous eyes of top powers like the Martial Soul Hall, and even his uncle would target him.

Therefore, he couldn't expose himself until he had the power to protect himself.

Hmph, even if you praise me, I won't let you go.

Qin Yuan thought fiercely, glanced at the Blue Skirt Maid, and teleported away.

When he reappeared, an old man was beside him.

As soon as the old man appeared, he stared at the Blue Skirt Maid with a terrifying, man-eating gaze.

The Blue Skirt Maid's heart chilled, feeling like she was being stared at by a mad devil.

"Uncle Fu, make her spit out everything," Qin Yuan commanded indifferently.

"Yes, Young Master." Li Fu's expression was grim and terrifying as he walked step by step towards the Blue Skirt Maid:

"How dare you try to assassinate the Young Master? You deserve to die!"

The Blue Skirt Maid's face showed fear for the first time.

Li Fu took out a short knife. Instead of attacking the Blue Skirt Maid immediately, he began to sharpen it on a whetstone beside her, again and again.

The sharp, ear-piercing sound of the whetstone, which made the heart stop, echoed in the Blue Skirt Maid's ears, frantically pounding her soul.

The fear on the Blue Skirt Maid's face gradually intensified.

By the time Li Fu finished sharpening the knife, the Blue Skirt Maid's psychological defenses were almost broken, but she still stubbornly refused to reveal a single word.

Her face contorted as she glared at Qin Yuan:

"You want information from me? In your next life! Hahahahahahahahaha..."

The Blue Skirt Maid laughed and struck her own forehead with her palm, blood gushing from her head.

Her eyes began to quickly lose focus.

In her gradually blurring vision, Qin Yuan's incomparably handsome face appeared, wearing a playful smile:

"Want to die? Dream on."

Dense white light surged from Qin Yuan's palm, pressing directly onto the Blue Skirt Maid's forehead. Then, her cracked forehead rapidly healed.

The Blue Skirt Maid recovered from her near-death state.

"This... this... what is this? A miracle..."

The Blue Skirt Maid clearly felt her rapidly recovering vitality and saw Qin Yuan's terrifying methods.

While shocked, an immense fear that made her shiver filled her heart.

She knew what awaited her next.

Li Fu's figure gradually enlarged in her violently trembling, shrinking pupils, along with the exceptionally sharp short knife.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh..."

In the dark, narrow basement, the Blue Skirt Maid's screams of pain and despair continued to resound.

Every time the Blue Skirt Maid couldn't bear it any longer, Qin Yuan would heal her with the [Life Miracle].

Then, the Blue Skirt Maid would repeat the same painful torment over and over again.

Under the cruel methods of Li Fu and the extreme healing of Qin Yuan, this narrow basement became a terrifying hell for the Blue Skirt Maid.

The Blue Skirt Maid was truly tough; she endured five rounds before finally begging for mercy.

"Ahhhhhhh... stop, stop cutting, I'll talk, I'll talk, ahhhhhhh..."

She did not want to experience the feeling of being sliced into a thousand pieces for even one more second.

Li Fu, however, did not stop.

You think you can tell me to stop? Who do you think you are? I only listen to the Young Master.

"Uncle Fu, stop." Seeing that the Blue Skirt Maid had finally broken, Qin Yuan spoke up.

Li Fu stopped.

The Blue Skirt Maid's screams ceased, but she continued to moan in weak agony, as Qin Yuan had not healed her.

"Speak, who sent you?" Qin Yuan asked.

"It... it was Duke Li Hong of the Star Luo Empire," the Blue Skirt Maid said weakly.

"Duke Li Hong of the Star Luo Empire?" Qin Yuan frowned in confusion. "I don't recall offending him. Why would he assassinate me?"

"This... I don't know. I only act on orders."

After asking for a few more details, Qin Yuan finished off the Blue Skirt Maid.

Since she knew his secret, it was impossible to let her go.

Then, he went to find Qian Renxue to report the incident.

"What?! You were assassinated?!"

Qian Renxue rushed to Qin Yuan's side, both shocked and furious. She checked him from head to toe over a dozen times, and only when she saw there were no wounds on his body did she let out a sharp sigh of relief.

Qin Yuan said that Li Fu had acted in time to save him, and that after Li Fu's rigorous interrogation, the woman had finally revealed the mastermind to be Duke Li Hong of the Star Luo Empire.

"That old thing?!" Qian Renxue's eyes narrowed, killing intent boiling over. "He certainly has the motive to send someone to assassinate you."

"Why is that?" Qin Yuan asked, puzzled.

"Your father killed that old thing's most beloved youngest son on the battlefield years ago. The assassination attempt was likely for revenge."

Qian Renxue's eyes seemed to burn with rage. "That old thing is tired of living. I will never let this matter go!"

"Should we tell Uncle about this?" Qin Yuan said after a moment of silence.

"Him? Hah, he wouldn't care about a nephew like you," Qian Renxue said, gritting her teeth. Then, her gaze shifted, and she hesitated for a moment. "Xiao Yuan, if I accidentally kill him in the future, will you blame me?"

To this question, Qin Yuan didn't even have to think. He had long since given up on his cold-blooded and heartless uncle, and he blurted out, "No. No matter who you kill, I will never blame you."

Qian Renxue was stunned, her expression becoming exceptionally soft.

"Me neither."

After Qin Yuan left, Qian Renxue's face turned cold.

"Snake Lance, Pufferfish."

"Young Miss." Two figures appeared as suddenly as ghosts.

"Level the Duke Li Hong estate. Not one... left alive!"

Qian Renxue spoke like a reaper from the underworld, her tone icy and merciless as she enunciated every word.