After she finished speaking, Xiao Wu turned and left with Zhu Zhuqing, Ning Rongrong, and the others.
She didn't even spare Tang San a glance.
Tang San's eyes were bloodshot, his gaze seeming capable of devouring someone whole.
He stared at Qin Jiuxiao as if he wanted to tear him limb from limb.
"It's you! This is all because of you!"
"If it weren't for you, Xiao Wu wouldn't have left me!"
"You've already walked the Path to Death!"
As he spoke, his hands turned translucent like jade, with over a dozen steel needles pinched between his fingers.
He flung both hands, sending the needles shooting toward Qin Jiuxiao from countless tricky angles.
This was the Hidden Weapon technique he prided himself on. Every steel needle targeted the pressure points and weak spots of the human body.
He was confident that even a Soul Ancestor couldn't withstand them, while Qin Jiuxiao—a mere Level 39 Soul Elder—had no chance of blocking them.
"Brother Qin, watch out! Those Hidden Weapons are dangerous!"
Xiao Wu hurried forward, wanting to help Qin Jiuxiao fend them off. She had seen the power of those Hidden Weapons herself.
But Zi JI, standing beside her, stopped her with a hand on her shoulder.
"Those underhanded tricks won't hurt him."
"They might catch other people off guard, but against him, they're nothing but a cheap parlor trick."
Xiao Wu's red lips parted slightly, her little face frozen in a daze.
Was Qin Jiuxiao really that strong?
She stared without blinking at the tall, straight-backed man.
Surrounded by steel needles from every direction, Qin Jiuxiao let out a scoff.
"An external tool is still just an external tool. True strength comes from within."
As he spoke, lightning crackled at his fingertips. Purple thunder formed a web around him.
Before the steel needles could reach him, every last one was knocked aside.
Then, with a Teleportation, he appeared in front of Tang San.
Tang San's pupils shrank. He instinctively darted backward two steps.
What incredible speed!
Without hesitation, he activated his Purple Demon Eye, trying to see the trajectory of Qin Jiuxiao's movements.
But how could the eye technique of someone at his level perceive spatial teleportation?
Qin Jiuxiao appeared before him again like a ghost. He raised his fist and slammed it down.
Facing the vicious punch, Tang San immediately used the Tang Sect's secret technique, Four Ounces Deflects a Thousand Pounds.
His hands transformed into jade with the Mysterious Jade Hand, palms rising to block Qin Jiuxiao's fist.
He was just about to redirect the fierce force when he realized it was like a raging torrent, impossibly powerful.
Not only did Four Ounces Deflects a Thousand Pounds fail, but the force sent him flying.
Tang San immediately twisted in midair to disperse the impact. He flew more than ten meters before finally coming to a stop.
"Hmph, you're nothing special."
Tang San still talked tough, his tone dripping with disdain.
But the Mysterious Jade Hand he held behind his back was trembling, fine cracks appearing across its translucent surface.
Qin Jiuxiao saw right through his empty bravado. He clenched his fist, then teleported in front of Tang San again.
"Then try taking another punch."
He swung his fist. This time, it carried far more force than before.
Before it even struck Tang San, the fierce wind from the blow brushed his skin, setting off alarms throughout his body.
Without hesitation,
he used Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track to dodge and tossed several black pills behind him as he fled.
The pills burst into black smoke as soon as they hit the ground.
They were Mist Bombs.
Worse still, the mist concealed poison, making it impossible to guard against.
"Qin Jiuxiao, I'll remember this grudge!"
"One day, I'll repay you a hundredfold!"
Qin Jiuxiao narrowed his eyes slightly and spread the Kunpeng Wings behind him.
With a single flap, he swept all the poisonous gas out the window.
The corridor cleared once more, but Tang San had vanished without a trace.
Qin Jiuxiao didn't mind. He had already obtained the trait he wanted, so there was no need to keep chasing him.
Besides, even if he didn't go after Tang San, that guy would come looking for him again. He might even bring Tang Hao along next time.
He'd settle the score with them both then.
"Not bad, Little Qin."
"We haven't seen each other in years, and you've gotten this strong. You've even broken through Level 39. No wonder I picked you."
Ning Rongrong sauntered over in her little leather boots, wearing the air of an old hand as she patted Qin Jiuxiao on the shoulder.
But she only came up to his shoulder, and had to tilt her head back to look at him.
The sight was rather comical.
Qin Jiuxiao swatted her hand away and grabbed her by the scruff of her neck, giving her a rather unfriendly look.
"You little Demoness. It's only been a few days, and you're already raising hell again."
"Have you forgotten what it felt like when I pinned you over my knee and spanked you as a child?"
"Want me to refresh your memory right now?"
At Qin Jiuxiao's blunt reminder, Ning Rongrong's pretty face instantly turned crimson.
She sneaked a glance at Zhu Zhuqing and Xiao Wu, who were looking at her curiously, and felt as if she could never show her face again.
She bared her little tiger teeth and glared at Qin Jiuxiao, grinding them in fury.
"Little Qin, how dare you bully me! When I get home, I'll tell Dad, Grandpa Sword, and Grandpa Bone, and make them teach you a lesson!"
Qin Jiuxiao wasn't remotely intimidated. With a smack, he swatted Ning Rongrong on the butt.
"Years apart, and now you've learned to tattle."
"Let me tell you, even Uncle Ning and the others can't protect you."
"I saw Uncle Ning a while ago."
"He's already sold you to me and told me to discipline you properly."
"So, technically, you belong to me now. If you don't behave, I'll spank you until your butt's swollen."
Ning Rongrong clutched her bottom, eyes wide with disbelief.
How could Dad have sold her? That had to be a lie he'd made up to scare her.
How despicable!
Qin Jiuxiao chuckled and took a token from inside his robes.
It wasn't the Crown Prince Token Qian Renxue had given him.
It was an Elder Token that Ning Fengzhi had bestowed upon him during their conversation.
The token granted him the same status as an elder of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. Every disciple who saw it had to bow.
Qin Jiuxiao waved it in front of Ning Rongrong's eyes, then slowly advanced toward her with an air of superiority.
"Little Demoness, still think I'm lying?"
Ning Rongrong's mouth fell open, wide enough to swallow a cucumber.
Of course she recognized the token.
Only three people in the entire Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect had one: her father, Grandpa Sword, and Grandpa Bone.
Qin Jiuxiao's was the fourth.
She really had been sold to Qin Jiuxiao.
She looked up and saw his half-smiling expression. Her heart gave a jump, and she immediately changed her tune.
She wrapped her arms around Qin Jiuxiao's, swaying her body as she gently rocked it, her voice turning sweet and coquettish.
"Dear big brother, that was Rongrong's second personality."
"This is the real Rongrong."
"How could Rongrong ever speak to Big Brother in that tone? Rongrong only feels sorry for you."
"My tall, handsome, mighty, invincible Big Brother surely won't hold it against Rongrong, right?"
Ning Rongrong looked as innocent and carefree as could be, blinking her eyes as if she were the picture of loveliness.
What a masterclass in honeyed words. No wonder she was the Little Demoness—the way she changed faces was something else.
Still, Qin Jiuxiao rather enjoyed the flattery.
No wonder emperors of old liked eunuchs so much. Who wouldn't love hearing sweet words like that?
But this was pretty entertaining, too.
He figured teasing this Little Demoness whenever he had nothing to do would make life quite interesting.
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