32: C32 Battle Qin Gang

C32 Battle Qin Gang

"If you give me a Third Class Elixir, are you a Tier 3 alchemist?" Lin Yue expressed his doubt.

It was said that in the entire Royal City of Qin Family, there were no more than three Third Class Elixir.

If she was a Tier 3 alchemist, she wouldn't need money to spend. Any one of them would be enough to last her for a long time.

"I'm talking about the future. Do you understand in the future?" Hwa Zhuyin said seriously, "Although I am only a tier 2 alchemist now, there will be a day when I will be able to concoct a tier 3 pill."

Lin Yue turned the rabbit in his hand and did not speak. Who knew how long it would take to fulfill this promise?

A Tier 3 pill was not that easy to refine.

At this time, the roasted rabbit was already done. A rich fragrance assaulted his face.

"Come, eat it." Lin Yue handed one to Hwa Zhuyin.

Hwa Zhuyin was hungry a long time ago, but because the anesthesia had just been removed, her body was still a little weak, so she did not dare to eat too much. She only ate a few pieces of thin meat and praised endlessly.

She curiously sized up this Yue Lin. He looked like an uncle with a full beard, but he did not look sloppy. Instead, he looked very manly.

His fighting ability was very strong and his singing was very good. She did not expect that the grilled meat could also be roasted so delicious.

More importantly, he gave people a sense of security. He did not have to be on guard around him. He was very relaxed.

Lin Yue had changed his appearance, but she didn't recognize him.

"Oh right, Yue Sen, what was the name of the song you sang earlier?" Hwa Zhuyin asked.

"The First Kiss of the Desolate Heaven."

"Oh, why is it called? Could it be that just a kiss would make the Heavenly Desolates grow old?" Hwa Zhuyin had never been in love before, nor had she truly kissed before. She was somewhat puzzled.

"Lin Yue swallowed a piece of meat. "This can also be understood like this."

Hwa Zhuyin stared blankly at the bonfire and did not say anything.

Lin Yue did not know what she was thinking. After finishing off the roasted rabbit, he sat cross-legged and meditated.

In a short while, Hwa Zhuyin also meditated to treat her injuries. Although the anesthesia had been removed, it had already hurt her vitality and needed to circulate her energy to recuperate.

The night passed without a word.

The next day, Lin Yue wanted to continue moving forward.

"The amount of Origin Grass is enough. Let's go home." Lin Yue advised.

"Oh, but what if I run into Qin Yang on the way back?" Hwa Zhuyin did not want to leave.

She was very curious about this man. She wanted to follow him and get to know him better.

"Qin Yang is seriously injured. He will not be a match for you in a short period of time. Don't worry."

"What if I meet other bad guys again? I am so pretty. They are not all as kind as you." Hwa Zhuyin said.

Lin Yue looked at the sky for a while and took a deep breath. "If you are beautiful, don't come out to lure people to commit crimes. What do you want to do?"

Hwa Zhuyin pouted. "It's not my fault that you are beautiful. I just want to be with you. That way, it will be safer."

Lin Yue was completely speechless. "Okay, but you must be obedient."

Hua Zhu Yin hurriedly nodded his head, his face full of happiness.

The two of them continued to go deeper, and they encountered some demon beasts one after another. They wanted to eat the two of them, but were instead killed by Lin Yue.

"You want to give me this inner core too?" Hua Zhu Yin looked at the inner core of the demonic fox in his hand and said in surprise.

"If I take it to the market, I can sell it for at least a hundred taels of silver. I can buy more spirit medicines to refine pills." Hua Zhu Yin's eyes lit up.

Lin Yue finally knew why she was so greedy for money. It turned out that she spent all her money on buying spirit herbs to concoct pills.

Refining pills was extremely expensive, especially when it came to refining new pill formulas. It would be very good if she could succeed once every five tries.

Every month when buying spirit medicines, it would be an astronomical figure.

There were some spirit medicines that couldn't be bought, so they had to be personally picked, for example, Origin Grass.

Lin Yue had killed dozens of demon beasts in three days, so he only left five Inner Cores for Hwa Zhuyin, and the rest were given to her.

"Why are you so good to me?" Hua Zhu hid the inner cores carefully. These were all money.

"These demon beasts' cultivation is limited. They are useless to me, so I'll give them to you. If you become a grade-3 alchemist in the future, it would be easier to ask for a pill or something. " Lin Yue said.

"At least you have good taste." Hua Zhu Yin's smile was very bright. His two dimples were especially charming.

Lin Yue looked at him in a daze.

Hua Zhu rolled his eyes at him, and then thought of the time when he was taking drugs for himself. His face turned red, and he quickly moved forward.

Lin Yue smiled and followed her, but he also felt a little melancholy.

It had been less than ten days since the first month of the Demon Mountain. She wondered how Qin Zheng was doing.

If he was unfortunately killed, where would he go?

In the eyes of outsiders, he had already fallen off the cliff and died. He could take the opportunity to leave the Qin Family's Royal City, but what about Uncle Dagou and the others? Qin Gang would never let them go.

"Let's first determine Qin Zheng's life and death before thinking about what to do next." Lin Yue made up his mind. He raised his head and looked at the tree trunk. He stepped on the tree trunk and used it as leverage. After a few rubs, he arrived at the top of the tree.

This tree was about 200 meters tall, and it was the tallest in the surroundings.

Lin Yue merged a trace of spirit energy into his eyes and began to look into the distance.

In his field of vision, he occasionally saw some disciples from the Qin Family who were training, but he didn't see Qin Zheng's figure.

Looking into the deeper parts of the demon mountain, there were some places where the trees were swaying. It should be a fierce battle between humans and demon beasts.

However, judging from the looks of it, there seemed to be quite a number of them.

The only ones who could cause a large-scale battle here were Qin Gaang and Qin Zheng.

As for Qin Yang, he had already been injured by Lin Yue, so the possibility of him fighting someone was low.

"Let's go." Lin Yue got down from the tree and called Hwa Zhuyin, who was in front of him. He changed direction and sped towards that direction.

Hua Zhuyin was at the sixth level of the Pulse Opening. In the past few days, he had absorbed and refined the inner core to recuperate. Although he had already recovered to his peak condition, his speed was still much slower than Lin Yue's.

This was because Lin Yue was afraid of scaring her, so he didn't ride the wind.

The two of them approached five miles away from the battlefield and slowed down their pace. They arrived at a hillside and used the thick shrubs to cover their tracks, observing the situation below the mountain.

"It really is them." Lin Yue saw Ye Han and more than twenty masked men in black were fighting against more than ten masked men led by Shih Teng.

Qin Zheng was protected in the middle, and his body was covered in colors.

Qin Zheng felt depressed. He had already planned his trip to the Demon Mountain, but Ye Han's appearance had caught him off guard, and he was in a sorry state.

Lin Yue didn't rush down to help, but carefully observed his surroundings.

Qin Gaang didn't appear. He was probably observing the battle from somewhere.

As expected, a moment later, Lin Yue discovered that on the opposite mountain peak, there was a shrub that was shaking more violently than the surroundings.

"Wait here, don't move." Lin Yue whispered into Hua Zhu's ear, then quietly walked towards the opposite side.

He was very fast, and he didn't make any sound as he stepped on the wind.

In a short while, he went around the mountain and saw a man lying on the grass with a wine pouch in one hand.

This person was Qin Gaang. If he did not pick up the wine pouch to drink and cause the grass to sway, it would not have been easy to find him.

Lin Yue had almost died when he was whipped by Qin Gang. How could he miss this opportunity to take revenge?

Holding the short sword in his hand, he lightly approached.

When Qin Gaang saw Qin Zheng being surrounded and killed at the foot of the mountain, he was in a very good mood. As long as Qin Zheng died, he would no longer be a threat to him inheriting the throne.

At this time, a bug crawled to the back of his neck and took a bite.

"What the hell bit me?" Qin Gang touched the back of his neck and crushed the bug. He habitually turned his head and saw a figure approaching quietly.

Seeing that he was discovered, Lin Yue moved even faster and stabbed towards Qin Gaang.

"Who are you? How dare you, a mere Fourth Level Pulse Opening, be so impudent!" Qin Gaang saw that this man's spiritual energy was surging and determined his cultivation base. He jumped up and shouted loudly, then he swung his sword at Qin Gaang.

Lin Yue didn't answer him. Instead, he casted the Wind Controlling Technique, creating a series of afterimages and flashing sword lights.

"What a strange movement technique, such a fast speed!" Qin Gang was shocked. He waved the sword so tightly that it was airtight, protecting himself.

Lin Yue snorted lightly. He waved his left hand and two ice cones pierced towards his eyes.

Qin Gaang was a Seventh Level Pulse Opening warrior. If he wanted to kill him, he had to use the power of ice.

The ice cones appeared without any warning. Qin Gaang could only defend himself with his sword. However, in the next moment, a sword wound appeared on his right arm, and his sword fell to the ground.

Before the blood in Lin Yue's hand could even drip down, he stabbed out again.

The loss of the sword caused Qin Gaang's mind to be in chaos. Lin Yue's sword had pierced through his chest!

Bang!

The expected blood did not splash out, but Lin Yue was sent flying by a heavy punch. He broke a tree that was as thick as a bowl and rolled on the ground.

"Luckily I have the Golden Silkworm armor to protect me." Only now did Qin Gang remember that he still had this treasure. He calmed his mind and rubbed his aching chest. He lifted his long sword and walked towards Lin Yue.

As for the two ice cones, he thought they were hidden weapons, so he did not pay attention to them.

Lin Yue stood up and wiped the blood from his mouth. This punch had injured him a little, but luckily it wasn't too serious.

"Wearing a bamboo hat, you don't dare to see anyone? Today, I will cut off your head and bask in the sun!" Qin Gang's confidence rose. This person was only faster, so there was nothing to be afraid of.

Lin Yue did not say anything. He did not expect Qin Gaang to have armor on him, and all his efforts were in vain.2

But it didn't matter. As long as Qin Gaang underestimated his opponent, he would have a chance.

The two of them once again engaged in a fierce battle. Their swords collided, and sparks flew in all directions.

With a peng sound, both of their swords were knocked away at the same time.

"Little thief, try grandpa's Qin Family Fist!" Qin Gang raised his fist, and all the spiritual energy in his body surged as he punched towards Lin Yue.

He was three levels higher than Lin Yue, and he had absolute confidence in his strength.

A mocking expression flashed across Lin Yue's eyes, and then a panicked expression appeared on his face. He turned around and fled.

"Don't run!" Qin Gang's fighting spirit was strong, how could he let him run away?

Lin Yue felt his fist was about to hit him. He suddenly turned around and threw a punch at him.

"You're courting death!" Qin Gang was delighted in his heart, and he suddenly smashed down.

"Ah!" In the next moment, four transparent holes appeared on Qin Gaang's fist, and blood splashed everywhere. He shouted out loudly in pain, and his eyes were filled with terror.

On Lin Yue's right fist, there were four sharp Ice Sword that pierced through Qin Gaang's fist bone.

Just now, Lin Yue pretended to be afraid and turned around to escape. He was just taking the opportunity to condense the Ice Sword.

"Monster... monster!" Qin Gaang no longer had any desire to fight. He turned around and ran towards the cliff.

How could Lin Yue miss this opportunity? He took a step and chased after him.

The roles of the hunter and the prey were exchanged in such a short period of time.

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