A Visit

Everyone locked in battle heard the thunderous boom.

They stared in horror toward the source of the sound.

A body flew out like a tattered rag, smashing viciously into the ground.

The ribs across its entire chest cavity had shattered and burst apart, the chest caving in brutally.

"Cough, cough, cough~~"

She Qing kept vomiting blood in great mouthfuls, his body convulsing violently.

Before long, his entire body suddenly stiffened. His bloodshot eyes were wide open, and he died with his eyes still unclosed.

"She Qing is dead! Surrender at once!"

The battle-hardened Qian Hai saw that She Qing had died and roared like an old lion.

For a moment, the Twin Snake Gang members were scared out of their wits.

Naturally, they were not foolish enough to throw down their weapons and surrender. They merely lost the will to fight, thoughts of retreat rising in their hearts as they sought to flee.

Jiang Mei was the most decisive. The instant she saw She Qing die, she forced Qian Hai back with a slash and turned to leave.

A figure bathed in the golden light of dawn, reeking of blood, drove a vicious punch into Jiang Mei's back.

Bang~

As if struck by lightning, Jiang Mei spat out a mouthful of blood. She staggered two steps forward before collapsing directly to the ground.

"Young Master. Are you all right?"

Seeing Qin Yang covered in blood, Qian Hai hurried over.

"I can still hold on. Kill them all."

"Not one of them is to be left alive."

Qin Yang's eyes turned savage.

"Understood." Qian Hai nodded fiercely.

With the two of them joining forces, the remaining Twin Snake Gang lackeys were no match at all.

Before long, they had all been slaughtered.

Qin Yang leaned against a tree and bandaged his wounds to stop the bleeding.

Qian Hai had people search all the corpses, but they only found some money.

Afterward, they gathered plenty of branches and firewood, then burned She Qing and the others' corpses to ashes in a single blaze.

Only after finishing everything did they turn and leave. They found the carriage and horses they had left behind the previous night and headed back toward Linjiang City.

They returned safely to Qin Manor without incident.

Qian Hai hurriedly summoned a physician to clean and bandage Qin Yang's wounds.

"Young Master's physique is truly robust."

"Even if none of the wounds struck a vital spot, with this many sword wounds, an ordinary person would have long since fainted from blood loss."

Inside the room, the old physician gazed at the dense spread of wounds across Qin Yang's body and marveled.

"Young blood runs hot. Naturally, I'm a little stronger."

Having killed She Qing, Qin Yang was in an excellent mood and joked.

"But you cannot be too stubborn and competitive."

"Unless you cultivate an Iron Body Skill, the physical body will ultimately be unable to withstand the sharpness of blades."

The old physician advised him.

"Iron Body Skill?"

Qin Yang fell into thought.

So-called Iron Body Skills were in fact external cultivation methods. They made the physical body tough and powerful, even to the point where blades could not pierce it.

He felt that he truly needed to find an external cultivation method to practice. Then he would not have to end up in such a sorry state as he had today.

The old physician skillfully finished bandaging the wounds, prescribed Qin Yang a blood-replenishing formula, reminded him to rest more, and then took his leave.

"Uncle Qian. Every brother who went with us this time will be rewarded fifty taels of silver. Anyone injured will have all their medicine expenses covered by us."

"As for the Twin Snake Gang's territory, we do not want it."

"Take some men and raid the Twin Snake Gang's base first. See how much money we can pull out."

Lying in bed, Qin Yang gave his instructions.

There were only a scant few people left at the Twin Snake Gang's base now. Qian Hai could handle it on his own.

If they waited any longer and other gangs caught wind of it, they would merely be making a Wedding Dress for someone else.

"Young Master, rest and recover in peace. I will handle these matters."

Qian Hai said solemnly.

"Then I'll leave it to you, Uncle Qian."

Qin Yang nodded. In his current condition, he could only recuperate at home.

After Qian Hai left the room, Qin Yang lay on the bed, recalling his battle with She Qing.

In terms of cultivation, She Qing might have been somewhat stronger than Qin Yang, perhaps at the mid-stage of Blood Moving, equivalent to the fourth through sixth levels of Azure Wave.

However, Qin Yang was young and strong, his Arhat Fist had reached great accomplishment, and his vital blood was abundant, allowing him to put up a fight.

Later on, Qin Yang relied on Zen Meditation to enter a state of intense focus. Only by seeing through She Qing's sword trajectories did he win by a narrow margin.

"I didn't have time before. This time, I absolutely must cultivate a weapon technique."

"And an external cultivation art as well."

Qin Yang planned out his future training.

Having killed She Qing and removed the trouble that was the Twin Snake Gang, he ought to be able to sleep soundly for a while.

"There's also Father's side. I need to send people to investigate it thoroughly."

Qin Yang's heart sank slightly.

There were still many things waiting for him to do.

Over the following days, news of Qin Manor wiping out the Twin Snake Gang spread like wildfire through several nearby streets.

In full view of everyone, Qian Hai, the head guard of Qin Manor, led men to raid the Twin Snake Gang's base and carried many wooden chests back.

Gang Leader She Qing and the two Hall Masters never appeared again.

Everyone knew the Twin Snake Gang was finished. Several minor leaders fought fiercely over its territory.

Some gangs seemed wary of Qin Manor's attitude and had yet to reach their hands in.

Qin Manor.

Qin Yang had originally been cultivating the Azure Wave Blood Transference Method in his room.

Circulating his vital blood could also speed up his metabolism and allow his wounds to heal faster.

"Young Master. Young Master Li has come to visit with Master Li."

Xiao Huan's crisp voice, like an oriole's song, drifted in.

"Take them to the reception hall first. I'll be there shortly."

Qin Yang said softly.

"All right."

Hearing Xiao Huan's footsteps gradually fade away, Qin Yang got out of bed, opened his wardrobe, and casually put on a brocade robe, only to find that it was somewhat small.

"Has my body changed that much?"

Qin Yang was rather surprised.

After taking up martial arts, his frame had grown larger and his muscles had swelled. None of his old clothes fit properly anymore.

"Forget it. I'll make do for now. Later, I'll have Xiao Huan find a tailor to make several sets of clothes."

Qin Yang casually pulled it on and walked out of the room.

Inside the main hall.

For once, Li Baling was not grinning and fooling around. He sat with a serious expression, even keeping his back straight.

That was because opposite him sat a calm-faced middle-aged man with a goat beard, rolling two large, glossy, well-seasoned walnuts in his hand.

There was no need to say who this man was. He was Li Baling's father, Li Tong.

This man was well-connected in the city and possessed considerable assets.

"Ha ha!"

"Uncle Li has personally come to visit. Forgive me for failing to greet you from afar."

Qin Yang strode in with the bearing of a dragon and the gait of a tiger, laughing heartily.

"You are too polite, nephew."

"I heard you were injured, so I specifically found a Ten-year-old Ginseng to help you recover."

Li Tong rose to his feet, his manner exceptionally warm.

Li Baling hurriedly stood as well and handed Qin Yang a long rectangular wooden box.

"Thank you."

"I should be the one thanking Uncle Li for providing me with those things, and now you've sent me ginseng too."

"I'm quite embarrassed."

Qin Yang waved his hand.

"Do not say such things, nephew. Crossbows may be powerful, but they are of little use against Blood Moving Martial Artists."

"In the end, you must still rely on yourself."

Li Tong said with a smile.

Qin Yang narrowed his eyes. "Then I won't stand on ceremony."

"Xiao Huan, put away the gift."

After exchanging polite pleasantries, both sides took their seats, and the maid handed Qin Yang a cup of tea.

"Uncle Li, Baling and I have played together since childhood. Our bond runs deep."

"Let's not bother with empty formalities. Whatever needs saying, we'll say it plainly."

Qin Yang took a small sip of tea.