My Good Sister

"All right, we've reached Lidu. Then, Miss Qin, Hall Master Zhang, this is where we part ways. Until we meet again by fate."

After entering Lidu, Zhou Haiyan immediately bid them farewell.

After all, she had taken on the task of escorting them purely because of Chen Liu's request. Now that the agreement had been fulfilled, there was naturally no need for her to continue accompanying them.

Moreover, she had no plans to stay here for long. At her age and with her talent, she had long since lost the qualifications to remain in this martial artists' holy land and compete with those gifted geniuses.

After Zhou Haiyan left with the convoy, Shen Yuniang could not help looking at Qin Yaxin, her face carrying a hint of worry.

"Miss Qin, is your brother really willing to take us in?"

"I don't know what the Qin Household's current situation is like either, but I'll do my best."

"And if my brother isn't muddle-headed, he should be able to see little sister Zhi's talent as well."

As Qin Yaxin spoke, she looked toward Zhang Zhi, faint glimmers of light flashing in her eyes.

The only bargaining chip she could present now was Zhang Zhi, who had already reached Late Bright Force at sixteen.

With Zhang Zhi's talent, she would certainly enter Dark Force before turning twenty.

In Lidu, this holy land of martial artists, such talent could still be considered first-rate.

Young martial artists with outstanding talent were the best investments. Once they entered Transformation Force or even the Core-Embracing Realm in the future, they could bring enormous returns.

Soon, under Qin Yaxin's guidance, the group followed Lidu's streets toward the Qin Household's estate.

Even as the sky gradually darkened, the number of pedestrians along the way did not diminish.

Among them, the group even encountered two Transformation Force martial artists.

This made Shen Yuniang fully understand that there had not been the slightest falsehood in what Zhou Haiyan and Qin Yaxin had said before.

Before long, the group arrived at the gates of the Qin Estate.

Two large words—Qin Estate—were engraved upon the heavy, solid red gates.

The old man guarding the gate was even a Dark Force martial artist.

When he saw the four of them approaching, he immediately raised his head and looked over.

"Eh? Third Miss?"

Upon seeing Qin Yaxin, the old Dark Force martial artist's wrinkled face filled with astonishment, and he immediately came before her.

"Ah, Uncle Sun. The last time we met seems to have been when I was still a child. I never expected you to have already entered Dark Force."

A trace of delight appeared on Qin Yaxin's pretty face, and her voice became noticeably lighter.

"Ha, it was just luck. But for this old man, Dark Force is probably as far as I'll ever go in this lifetime."

Sun Lianshan gently shook his head. Then, as though recalling something, he curiously looked behind Qin Yaxin.

"By the way, didn't that boy Qin Yuan come with you?"

"That boy's martial arts talent was truly poor, and he refused to work hard. If he had entered Bright Force back then, he could at least have stayed in Lidu."

Qin Yaxin's expression darkened, and she said in a low voice, "Father... is dead."

Hearing this, Sun Lianshan sighed with emotion, and a trace of sorrow appeared on his face.

"Is that so? You've had it hard, Third Miss."

"No, it's nothing. Things like this are far too common in the martial artists' world. I believe Father had long prepared himself for it."

Qin Yaxin shook her head and looked at Sun Lianshan. "Please trouble Uncle Sun to inform my brother."

"Ah, all right. But whether Young Master Qin Zhao has time to see you, I don't know."

A few complicated emotions appeared on Sun Lianshan's face, but he offered no further explanation. Instead, he turned and quickly vanished through the gate.

Not long afterward, he returned, and a trace of joy had appeared on his wrinkled face.

"That's wonderful, Third Miss. Young Master Qin Zhao is willing to see you."

"This way, please."

As Sun Lianshan spoke, he stepped forward and opened the gates, signaling for Qin Yaxin and the others to follow him inside.

Under his guidance, they passed through several courtyards. Along the way, Zhang Yao sensed more than a dozen auras no weaker than his own, including even one Transformation Force expert.

So this was the foundation of the Qin Household in Lidu. It was indeed terrifying.

Before long, the group met Qin Zhao.

Just as Qin Yaxin was exceptionally beautiful, her brother Qin Zhao was likewise a handsome and dashing young man.

The magnificent green robes he wore further accentuated his extraordinary bearing.

Most importantly, the dense martial artist's aura around Qin Zhao showed that he was no useless foppish young master.

"Isn't this Yaxin? It's truly been a long time."

"I've already heard about everything from Elder Sun. You may bring them with you and stay in the Qin Estate for as long as you wish."

Qin Zhao smiled at Qin Yaxin and spoke gently.

"Brother, thank you so much."

Qin Yaxin bent at the waist and bowed to her brother, Qin Zhao.

"Heh, what is this? We are siblings, after all. My little sister has fallen on hard times—how could I, as her elder brother, possibly refuse to lend a hand?"

Qin Zhao smiled and waved his hand, then shifted his gaze onto Shen Yuniang and the other two.

His gaze merely swept lightly over Shen Yuniang, who was only an ordinary person, without lingering in the slightest.

When he saw Zhang Yao, he gave a soft sound of surprise.

"Early Dark Force. Hmm... your blood and qi are somewhat unsteady. Could it be that you're injured?"

Hearing this, Qin Yaxin immediately stepped forward to explain.

"Brother, this is Hall Master Zhang. Back when we were in Chi City, he took great care of our Qin Household as well. But some things happened that caused Hall Master Zhang to be injured. Once his injuries recover, however, he can return to Late Dark Force."

"Late Dark Force."

Qin Zhao merely muttered the words and said nothing else.

Zhang Yao had never been someone who enjoyed talking much. Especially after that incident, he had become even more taciturn.

Now that he saw Qin Zhao had no interest in him, he said nothing either.

At that moment, Qin Zhao's gaze fell upon the last person present—Zhang Zhi.

"Hmm, very young, and her blood and qi are quite vigorous. Late Bright Force?"

"You, how old are you this year?"

Qin Zhao walked over to Zhang Zhi and asked.

"Sixteen."

Zhang Zhi softly spoke the two words. Her gaze did not evade his in the slightest, and she was not affected by the superior air Qin Zhao carried.

"Late Bright Force at sixteen? Good, very good."

"With this talent, even in Lidu, she can be considered first-rate. She should be able to enter the Haotian Sect!"

"My good sister, you've truly brought me a fine seedling."

Qin Zhao turned back, his face full of delight as he looked at his sister Qin Yaxin.

Hearing this, the heart Qin Yaxin had been holding in suspense finally settled.

"Good. I'll send someone to arrange a residence for you. You won't lack resources either. As for you, little sister, I remember there's a shop that can be handed over for you to manage."

At these words, excited light flickered in Qin Yaxin's eyes. She knew her opportunity had arrived.

But in the next moment, Qin Zhao added another sentence.

"However, little sister, you understand. Opportunities are reserved only for useful people. If this Miss Zhi cannot enter the Haotian Sect..."

Qin Zhao did not say the rest, but its meaning could not have been clearer.

Everyone present turned incomparably solemn, their hearts tightening.

That was right. The martial artists' world was cruel. If Zhang Zhi could not enter the Haotian Sect, then everything they had been given would be taken back.