Qin Tian returned to the Flying Cloud Shuttle. On the deck, he let Yan Duo'er out. After Yan Duo'er took human form, her legs went weak the moment she stood on the deck and she nearly fell, but Qin Tian was quick and wrapped an arm around her slender waist.
"Be careful." Qin Tian smiled faintly and asked with concern.
Yan Duo'er leaned against Qin Tian's chest, no longer resisting as much as before. She shot him a glare. "Who else but you, you beast, would do this to me?"
"This is called gifted talent. Let me carry you inside." Qin Tian slipped both arms under her knees and carried her in his arms toward the cabin.
As Yan Duo'er looked at the decorations surrounding the Flying Cloud Shuttle, her worldview was shattered yet again. This shuttle was far too unbelievable. Auspicious clouds swirled around it like a fairyland, and every plank emitted a spiritual glow. Its overall shape was elegant and exquisite. She could feel that there was an extremely terrifying array hidden inside the shuttle. Every blade of grass, every decorative piece inside this place overturned her understanding, as if a village girl had suddenly been thrown into a great city.
Held in Qin Tian's arms, she looked left and right. Some magical artifacts that could be called supreme treasures in the lower realm were merely ordinary decorations here, and many more were things she did not even recognize.
Yan Duo'er could not help but feel a chill of fear toward Qin Tian's background. What kind of terrifying force would it take to own such divine objects?
If she had fallen into the hands of someone like this, could she ever escape his palm in this lifetime?
"What are you thinking about?" Qin Tian smiled and continued, "If you like them, Duor, take whatever you want. They're all yours."
"Really?"
"Of course. In my eyes, you're far more precious than these things."
"You... hmph!" Yan Duo'er's heart trembled and her face flushed red. She was an old auntie who had lived for thousands of years, and yet she had been teased by a brat like this. She was furious and embarrassed, but there was nothing she could do to Qin Tian, so she turned her head aside and snorted.
Qin Tian smiled faintly and carried Yan Duo'er into the cabin. In the hall, a pink-haired beauty was sitting on the sofa. Her clothes were daringly revealing: a pink miniskirt showed off her long, full legs from top to bottom, and with the slightest movement the skirt would no longer be able to hide the sight beneath it. On top, she wore a pink-and-white robe. Although the sleeves were wide, the sides of the garment were open, and from the side one could see more than half of her breasts.
Those clothes were naturally not from this world. Qin Tian had exchanged them through the system, of course for the sake of the eyes. Naturally, that was only when she was in front of him. Otherwise, Hu Jiuli still wore a normal long dress.
"Yan Duo'er, long time no see. Looks like Husband has already eaten you up, hehe."
Hu Jiuli covered her mouth and laughed softly, her eyes carrying a touch of teasing as she looked at Yan Duo'er.
"You're Hu Jiuli? Why are you here, and you two..." Yan Duo'er was shocked when she saw Hu Jiuli. How could this old friend from her younger days be here? And she had just called someone husband. Who was she calling?
Could it be this bastard?
At the thought of that, Yan Duo'er looked at Qin Tian in disbelief, then back at Hu Jiuli, feeling that this was simply too absurd.
Qin Tian walked over, set Yan Duo'er down on the sofa, then sat beside Hu Jiuli and wrapped an arm around her waist. Smiling, he said, "Let me introduce her. Hu Jiuli, my woman."
"No need for introductions, Husband. Yan Duo'er and I are old acquaintances." Hu Jiuli smiled and winked at Yan Duo'er.
Yan Duo'er's mind was a little slow to catch up. Confused, she asked, "Hu Jiuli, didn't you already die?"
"Listen to yourself. You sound like you really wanted me dead. Of course I revived the same way you did, hehe."
"But... why are you dressed like that?" Yan Duo'er asked, looking at Hu Jiuli's bold, revealing, and very unfamiliar outfit.
"Are you still half-asleep from just being revived?" Hu Jiuli walked over to her side, took her hand, and said, "Because Husband likes it, of course. I'm just like you - one of Husband's women too~"
"I'm not his woman!" Yan Duo'er frowned unhappily.
"Oh? Looks like Husband still hasn't completely taken you down yet." Hu Jiuli glanced at Qin Tian, a hint of amusement in her eyes.
Qin Tian lounged back on the sofa, unconcerned. "So it's just you here. Where's Bingchan?"
"She's cultivating in the room. Better not call her out. That girl has been working hard these past few days."
"Who is Bingchan?" Yan Duo'er asked.
"She's my daughter," Hu Jiuli explained.
"Your daughter is here too, and you're still dressed like that? If your daughter sees you like this, how are you going to explain it?" Yan Duo'er was still concerned for Hu Jiuli. After all, the two of them had been close in their younger days.
"It's fine. My daughter is also Husband's woman. To put it another way, I'm the one who wedged myself between the two of them," Hu Jiuli said calmly.
"What... what! You mother and daughter are sharing one man? Th-that... how can that be?" Yan Duo'er stared wide-eyed, her inner shock overwhelming.
"Nothing impossible about it. I resisted at first too, but now I'm very happy. And Husband's methods - you've experienced them too. Once he sets his sights on someone, sooner or later that person will become his woman."
After hearing Hu Jiuli's words, Yan Duo'er recalled the madness on the sea of flowers earlier, and Qin Tian's various methods really did leave one helpless. It seemed her own sister had been handled by him in the same way.
Qin Tian smiled. "Right, Duor, I happen to have a set like this too. Want to try it?"
"I don't want it!" Yan Duo'er refused immediately. Hu Jiuli's outfit was beautiful, but it was simply too shameless.
"That isn't up to you. Jiuli, hold her down." Qin Tian grinned and took out a tight red robe embroidered with an flame-sunflower pattern, then walked toward Yan Duo'er.
"You... don't come over here! Jiuli, let me go! I don't want it... I'd rather die than wear something like that!"
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Standing before Qin Tian, Yan Duo'er was almost dying of embarrassment. She was now wearing a red garment similar to a cheongsam. The sides were open as well, with several straps fastening the front and back together. The top clung tightly to her body, clearly outlining her pair of huge breasts, and a slit in the middle revealed a deep, bottomless valley of cleavage. The lower half consisted of two strips of cloth about a finger's width, long and narrow, reaching all the way to her heels. But their width happened to be just right for Yan Duoer's pussy. If she stood still, the hanging cloth would barely cover the edge of her cunt, but the red pubic hair was outside its protection. Most importantly, the lower cloth was semi-transparent. Through it, one could vaguely see a tender pink slit. It barely covered her cunt, let alone her ass. Her two cheeks were practically fully exposed, with only a semi-transparent strip between them hiding the cleft.
This was Yan Duo'er's first time wearing such a thing. Right now, she could neither move nor stay still. The skirt was so narrow that if she lifted a leg even slightly, it would flutter and reveal her cunt.
"You really do look good in that."
Hu Jiuli strode over to her with her long legs, not the least bit bothered by the endless spring light flashing from her own short skirt's sway.
She looped her arm through Yan Duo'er's and smiled. "Go show Husband."
"Don't... don't move! It's going to slip out!"
Blushing bright red, Yan Duo'er was dragged by Hu Jiuli to Qin Tian's front.
Qin Tian looked at the four breasts swaying between them, and the spring light revealed with each step. It was truly pleasing to the eye. He smiled at Yan Duo'er and said, "It fits perfectly. I designed this especially for you."
"This kind of clothes is something only a bastard like you could come up with!" Yan Duo'er ground her teeth and said.
"Hmm~ I think Husband is right. You look beautiful in it. If you were my man, I'd want to eat you up too." Hu Jiuli teased from the side.
Qin Tian pulled both of them into his arms, one in each, and said, "You two are both beautiful."
"As long as Husband likes it~"
"Such a silver tongue~"
The two of them said at the same time, though their attitudes and tones were worlds apart. After a period of shyness, Yan Duo'er gradually stopped being so restrained under Hu Jiuli's company. Since the two of them had not seen each other in a long time, they naturally had plenty to talk about. Qin Tian did not care about their whispered conversation and simply closed his eyes to rest, waiting for Lin Fan and Lin Ritian to return.
Much later, high above the Beast Spirit Forest, two figures were still streaking forward, one large and one small. The bigger one was broad-shouldered and draped in a coarse linen cloak, a bearded, rough-looking middle-aged man. The smaller one was dressed the same way, with an utterly ordinary face.
These were Lin Fan and his father, just back from the secret realm. By now Lin Fan had gained some of the bearing a protagonist ought to have. His expression was firm, his look confident, and the smile at the corner of his mouth made him seem impossibly self-assured.
"Father, I have already cultivated the Fire Blaze Thirteen Blades to perfection. I can unleash all thirteen strikes now. Those dog bastards - I will definitely cut them down beneath my blade!"
After saying that, Lin Fan's aura surged to an exceptionally thick and powerful state, and his spiritual energy fluctuations had already reached the second level of the Profound Core Realm. It was clear he had gained a great deal from this secret realm.
Lin Ritian folded his arms proudly across his chest, his expression cool as he snorted. "Hmph, it's only a mere Profound Core Realm. Now that you, Fan'er, are also at the Profound Core Realm, once you go find your mother and awaken the second spirit meridian inside you, that so-called Qin Tian can be slaughtered with one hand."
A flash of excitement crossed Lin Fan's eyes. He was already thinking about how he would play with Wu Bingchan after cutting Qin Tian down, and of course his good master Ling Xiao as well.
The two returned to the cave behind the waterfall and walked toward the small dirt mound where the Flame Sunflower had been planted. At that moment, Qin Tian on the Flying Cloud Shuttle opened his eyes. Looking at the two women chatting happily, he said, "Lin Fan and Lin Ritian are back."
He turned to Yan Duo'er and smiled. "Next, let's see just how much your husband loves you."
Qin Tian deliberately stressed the words loves you, then waved a hand, and a 4K ultra-clear screen appeared before them, broadcasting everything inside the cave live.
The spiritual mark Qin Tian had left in the cave back then was like a camera, and even a multi-angle one at that.
Yan Duo'er stared at the giant screen, her heart beginning to panic. She was terrified of seeing the scenes she had imagined, yet there was also a faint trace of anticipation - anticipation that her husband, Lin Ritian, truly loved her.
Soon, Lin Fan and his father reached the small dirt mound. Lin Ritian laid out some items around it, then dripped a few drops of liquid onto the Flame Sunflower. After that, Lin Fan sat cross-legged before the flower while Lin Ritian murmured something.
"What are they doing?" Hu Jiuli asked in confusion.
"I... I don't know," Yan Duo'er said stammeringly, though her heart was already deeply unsettled.
"They're trying to refine the Flame Sunflower. In other words, they're trying to refine you. The Flame Sunflower Emperor has extremely tenacious life force; even if it dies, it merely turns back into a Flame Sunflower. Given enough time, it will revive again. It is basically undying. In the lower realm, there is still no way to completely destroy a Flame Sunflower. I don't know what Lin Ritian prepared, but it should be something meant to suppress the Flame Sunflower Emperor's revival."
With a faint smile, Qin Tian said this in a calm voice.
"No! Impossible, I don't believe it. He wouldn't do that to me." Yan Duo'er clutched her head and said in pain.
Hu Jiuli sighed and, feeling sorry for her old friend, pulled her into her arms. She already knew what Yan Duo'er had been through. The two sisters had once been spirited and dazzling in their youth, top-tier prodigies in the Heavenly Silkworm Realm. But after they married, one spent a thousand years as a widow only to be killed in the end, while the other was sacrificed and died. Both were miserable souls fated by tragedy.
At that moment, Hu Jiuli was comforting Yan Duo'er while watching the screen. Suddenly her body jolted, and a vicious expression appeared on her face. She pointed at Lin Ritian on the screen and shouted, "Husband! It's him. Back then it was him who killed me."
"Mm, I know. I'll avenge you," Qin Tian nodded. He had known this all along.
Yan Duo'er looked up at Hu Jiuli and gently shook her head. "Impossible, Jiuli. Maybe you recognized the wrong person. How could Ritian kill you? I even told him about you before. He knew you were my friend. He wouldn't do that."
"Hmph, I won't have mistaken him. That face, that blade - he didn't say a word and attacked me. Luckily Bingchan was already at the Heavenly Sword Sacred Land cultivating and wasn't here. Otherwise even Bingchan would probably have met a terrible fate." Hu Jiuli said bitterly.
"But... why?" Yan Duo'er asked.
Qin Tian thought about it for a moment and guessed, "He probably thought Jiuli would get in the way. If Jiuli were still alive, when you were surrounded back then, she would have stepped in to help. By then the situation would no longer have been under Lin Ritian's control."
Hu Jiuli nodded. If her friend had been in trouble, she definitely would have helped, and they lived very close to each other too. Otherwise, why would he, with no grievance against him, have tried to kill her on sight?
Yan Duo'er's mind was in turmoil. She didn't know what to say or what to do. Her thoughts were in complete chaos.
"It's time for the crucial moment." Qin Tian looked at the screen and smiled.
The two women looked over. In the cave, Lin Fan and his father had already brought the ritual to its final stage. A streak of red light wrapped around the Flame Sunflower, and before their eyes, the flower was broken down within that glow, then fused together with the red light. After that, the red light slowly seeped into Lin Fan's body.
"That unfaithful bastard! Yan Duo'er trusted him so much, and if that had been the real Yan Duo'er, she would already have had her soul scattered, with no chance of rebirth." Hu Jiuli said angrily.
Yan Duo'er lowered her eyes. She was surprised - surprised by how calm she felt. Before seeing the truth, she had been afraid and anxious, firmly believing that Lin Ritian loved her. But now that she had seen the truth, she felt instead relieved. She was not as heartbroken or pained as she had imagined.
"But... why would he do this?" Yan Duo'er asked in confusion.
Qin Tian pulled Yan Duo'er into his arms and teased, "Give your dear husband a kiss, and I'll go ask for you. How about that?"
Yan Duo'er lifted her beautiful eyes and stared blankly at Qin Tian. Compared with Lin Ritian, Qin Tian was indeed much stronger - young, handsome, and good to her. What more could she possibly be picky about with a man like this?
Coming to a decision, Yan Duo'er braced her hands against Qin Tian's chest, lifted her head, and kissed his lips once. "Help me~"
"Heh heh, call me husband and let me hear it."
"Hu... husband~" Yan Duo'er called shyly.
"That's more like it. You two just stay here and watch the show. I'll be right back." Qin Tian patted Yan Duo'er's head, and his figure flashed away, disappearing in an instant.
"You've finally opened up. Now the two of us sisters are both Husband's women," Hu Jiuli said with a smile.
"Mm. Now that there's nothing left to worry about, thinking about it carefully, this isn't bad at all." Yan Duo'er showed a faint smile.
The two of them were both thousand-year-old demon women, and their state of mind was quite mature. Once they figured things out, they would accept it gladly. Hu Jiuli had her daughter, while Yan Duo'er had Lin Ritian as her ex-husband. Though such mature women were harder to win over, once you did, they would follow you wholeheartedly - that was one of their advantages. They only wanted a safe harbor now; they were already past the age of playing around and being proud.
Inside the cave, Lin Fan didn't feel any change at all. There was no surge in strength, no abundance of spiritual energy - in short, he felt nothing whatsoever. Suspicious, he looked at Lin Ritian and thought, this old bastard wasn't trying to fool him again, was he?
Lin Ritian noticed that something was off in Lin Fan's expression and asked, "What is it, Fan'er? Has the spirit meridian in your body awakened?"
"I don't feel anything at all."
"Hm? How is that possible? Let me see." Lin Ritian placed a hand on Lin Fan's shoulder. A moment later, he suddenly opened his eyes. The second spirit meridian inside Lin Fan had indeed not awakened.
"Bad! That wasn't your mother just now. Someone came here and swapped her out!" Lin Ritian said with a ferocious expression.
"Damn it! Who was it?" Lin Ritian nearly ground his steel teeth to pieces. Veins bulged on his forehead, his breathing sounded like a bellows, and his old face had turned ugly to the extreme.
"They can't have gone far. Hurry and chase after them!" With a skyful of rage, Lin Ritian rushed out wildly, and Lin Fan had no choice but to follow.
Beneath that fierce expression, Lin Ritian also had a trace of worry and fear. Yan Duo'er had vanished, and to him it seemed to be something horrifying.
At that moment, Qin Tian happened to collide with the two of them. Qin Tian laughed heartily and said, "What a coincidence. I didn't expect to run into you here."
The moment Lin Fan saw him, his expression twisted viciously. He roared, "Qin Tian! Why are you here? Perfect - I was just about to go find you anyway. Hand over your life!"
As he spoke, Lin Fan was about to charge forward with his blade, but Lin Ritian stopped him. With an unfriendly look fixed on Qin Tian, he said to Lin Fan, "Fan'er, finding your mother is the priority now. This is a matter of great importance and cannot go wrong. Once we find your mother, we'll come back and kill him."
"Oh? Are you talking about this Flame Sunflower?" Qin Tian said, taking from his bosom a Flame Sunflower identical to the one in the cave, except that it carried an aura of imperial majesty.
"It was you who stole it! Brat, you've got some nerve. When the time comes, I'll rip you open from belly to back and pull out your damn guts to see just how big they really are!" Lin Ritian glared at Qin Tian, his murderous intent so overwhelming it seemed almost solid.
"Brat, I advise you to obediently give it back to me. I promise I'll let you die a quick death."
Every word Lin Ritian spoke seemed squeezed out through his teeth, and even the hand holding his greatsword was trembling. It was clear just how furious he was.
"Father, stop wasting words on him. Wouldn't it be easier if I just went up and killed him?" Lin Fan sneered coldly, looking eager to try. Right now he was extremely confident. He had worked himself to the bone for so long - wasn't all of it for this very moment?
He was going to tear the man who humiliated him and stole the one he loved to pieces!
"What are you rushing for? What if he fights like a cornered dog and hurts your mother?" Lin Ritian barked.
He looked at Qin Tian and said, "Brat, state your purpose. We can talk this through if there's a problem."
Qin Tian studied Lin Ritian from head to toe and said with apparent surprise, "Didn't expect you to care about her that much."
He waved the Flame Sunflower in his hand and continued, "Since you care about her so much, why did you plant her in a place like that? No spiritual energy, no sunlight, and damp as hell. I don't believe you didn't know that. Or were you actually hoping she'd die sooner?"
"Oh right - your youngest Profound Soul Realm was also thanks to her sacrifice, wasn't it?" Qin Tian said in a soft, eerie voice.
"You know quite a lot. But food can be eaten recklessly, and words can't be spoken recklessly. If you keep spouting nonsense like that, believe me, I'll rip your mouth apart," Lin Ritian said angrily, glaring at Qin Tian.
"Hey, why are you so agitated? Did I hit the mark somewhere?" Qin Tian smiled faintly.
Lin Ritian looked at Qin Tian, and his eyes suddenly flickered. He changed his tone and said, "Kid, hurry up and give her back to me. She's my most important wife. I love her so crazily that if I lose her, I'll be heartbroken and my cultivation will fall. You absolutely can't hurt her. She's the Flame Sun Flower Emperor. Even if she dies, she'll only revive again. She can't be killed unless you destroy her soul and erase her qualification as the Flame Sun Flower Emperor. You must not do that. If you kill her, I might be ruined."
Lin Fan stared blankly at Lin Ritian, thinking that sounded an awful lot like he was hoping that flower would die.
Qin Tian was also stunned. He hadn't expected Lin Ritian to pull a stunt like that. But if Lin Ritian wanted to act, then Qin Tian would play along. He flashed a wicked smile and said, "Hahaha, I didn't expect you to be this stupid. In that case, I'll grant your wish!"
As he spoke, spiritual energy gathered in his hand, and he directly annihilated the Flame Sun Flower's soul, erasing everything about it until it vanished completely.
Lin Ritian stood where he was. He did not grieve, nor did he howl. Instead, he looked at Qin Tian with a cold smile and a trace of relief in his eyes. After so many years, he had finally been freed.
"Fan'er, kill him," Lin Ritian said flatly.
"All right! This bastard is mine. I'll make him suffer the most brutal torture in this world!" Lin Fan licked his lips cruelly, his expression twisted and vicious.
As a transmigrator, he had been made this miserable entirely by Qin Tian. He hated Qin Tian to the bone now.
"You bastard, where's your protector? Why didn't you bring her along?" He waved a hand, and a fiery red greatsword appeared in his grasp. With a savage grin, he continued, "Fine. Today I'll let you understand that offending me is the stupidest thing you've ever done in your life."
Seeing Lin Fan brimming with confidence, Qin Tian found it amusing. He was so ordinary, yet so self-assured. Qin Tian almost felt bad about crushing him.
Lin Fan slashed his greatsword, and blazing red flames ignited along the blade. The scorching heat distorted the surrounding space. He bent his knees and shot toward Qin Tian like a cannonball.
"Flame Thirteen Blades!" Lin Fan roared, slashing at Qin Tian thirteen times in succession. Massive flame sword lights swallowed Qin Tian whole.
"Hahaha, bastard, now you know how powerful I am, right? Don't worry, I won't let you die too comfortably."
Lin Fan looked at the figure engulfed in flames ahead of him, his face wearing a nearly manic smile.
"Still too weak."
Hearing that, Lin Fan trembled all over, gooseflesh rising on his skin. That voice seemed to come from the netherworld. In his unbelieving gaze, Qin Tian walked out of the sea of fire unharmed, his white robes drifting like mist, his bearing divine. Such terrifying flame sword energy hadn't injured him in the slightest.
"Impossible. How can you be this strong? Why can't I ever surpass you? Ahhh!"
Lin Fan was as if possessed. He was unwilling. He hated it!
He was a transmigrator who should have had a bright future, with beauties at his side and the chance to dominate the heavens. But after Qin Tian appeared, all of that was gone. All of it. He had thrown himself into cultivation, risking his life just to kill Qin Tian, yet every time he was crushed, he was pushed closer to despair.
"I don't believe it. You're nothing but a trash cultivator propped up by pills. Without a powerful background, you're nothing. My cultivation was earned through real effort. How could I possibly be inferior to you?"
His eyes red with rage, Lin Fan ignored everything and charged at Qin Tian with his blade. His blood and qi surged like a furnace, flames raging, unstoppable.
Qin Tian shook his head and said, "How can a frog at the bottom of a well know how vast the world is? Your birth determined your vision. The gap between the Lower Realm and the Upper Realm is far greater than you imagine. Then let me show you the difference between us."
Qin Tian reached into the air with one hand, and a divine sword appeared in his grasp. He held it in one hand and slashed across the air toward Lin Fan, saying coldly, "Heaven-Splitting Profound Sword Record, First Form: Open the Heavens."
This was a technique of the Luochen Immortal Dynasty, taught to him by his mother. Its power was boundless, capable of severing heaven and earth.
A dazzling sword qi, like a reversed galaxy, shot toward Lin Fan. Lin Fan raised his blade to block it, but the instant his sword touched that galaxy-like sword qi, it was cut in half. Lin Fan's expression changed. He couldn't react at all before the sword qi struck him, sending his body flying like a sack of rotten cloth as he slammed hard into the river.
"Fan'er!" Seeing this, Lin Ritian rushed to pull Lin Fan out of the river. By then, Lin Fan had already lost consciousness under the repeated blows.
Seeing his son beaten into such a miserable state, Lin Ritian was furious to the point of splitting his eyes. It hurt even more than when his wife had turned to ashes, after all Lin Fan was his hope of returning to the Lin family and making it the number one clan in Zhongzhou.
"Bastard, how dare you hurt my son! Die!" Lin Ritian roared, the pressure of a Soul-Transformation realm cultivator crashing down on Qin Tian like a mountain and a sea.
Qin Tian curled his lips. Faced with Lin Ritian's pressure, he didn't react at all. With one hand he made a grabbing motion toward Lin Fan and instantly pulled him from Lin Ritian's grasp. Pinching Lin Fan by the throat, Qin Tian smiled and said, "Old dog, keep acting arrogant if you've got the guts. Let's see whether I'll let your only son reunite with his mother in the underworld."
To be honest, Lin Ritian really was a crude brute. Other than being a bit powerful, he had no other merits. Just a moment ago he had looked all imposing, but now he was staring dumbly at his own empty hands. He hadn't expected Qin Tian to be this shameless. Normally, if he defeated Lin Fan, he wouldn't then go after him. How could Qin Tian be shameless enough to do this? And Lin Ritian himself had let his guard down completely. He really was too careless.
"Bastard, you're shameless, you're despicable. Let go of Fan'er. Maybe I'll leave you an intact corpse."
Qin Tian gave him a meaningful look and said, "Fine, I'll let him go right now."
Lin Ritian thought Qin Tian had been scared into backing down and was secretly pleased. But just then, Qin Tian's eyes flashed coldly, and with Lin Fan still by the throat, he smashed him straight into a huge boulder on the ground.
With a thunderous boom, the boulder shattered. Lin Fan's head burst open, and Qin Tian casually flung him into the mountain wall nearby. He wasn't worried Lin Fan would die from that. Even the Heaven-Splitting Profound Sword Record hadn't killed him, so this kind of injury wouldn't take his life. He had a very healthy appreciation for these protagonists' vitality.
"You really deserve to die!" Lin Ritian shook all over with rage, his eyes seeming ready to devour people.
But he had no time to deal with Qin Tian. He hurried over and pulled his son out of the mountain wall. By then, Lin Fan was barely breathing, his whole body in tatters, one foot practically already on the road to the Yellow Springs.
Lin Ritian felt a stab of pain. He quickly pulled out a handful of recovery pills and shoved them into Lin Fan's mouth, then poured spiritual energy into his body to help repair his injuries. It took quite some effort before he dragged Lin Fan back from the brink.
Seeing that his son was no longer in mortal danger, Lin Ritian breathed out in relief. He stood up, flames bursting from his hand and forming a greatsword. His old eyes were full of vicious light as he stepped forward, crushing the ground beneath his feet into a pit. With a thunderous sound, he leapt into the air, holding the flaming greatsword and pointing it at Qin Tian.
"Ignorant brat, you dare lay hands on my son, Lin Ritian's son? What the hell are you? You're indeed a monster, but only a living monster is a true chosen one. A dead one is just a pile of dirt, nothing at all. Better watch yourself next life."
"Flame Thirteen Blades!" Lin Ritian shouted, swinging his blade. Blade qi of blazing fire, as if blotting out the heavens, rained down on Qin Tian. Wherever the blade light covered, there was killing intent everywhere, with no path to survive. The sky-filling flames sealed off the entire space, leaving Qin Tian with nowhere to escape.
Looking at the apocalyptic flame blade qi, Qin Tian still didn't move. He stood there fanning himself, his expression relaxed to the point of laziness, even letting out a yawn.
Qin Tian closed the folding fan in his hand and said with a meaningful smile, "You care so much about this child. Do you know he's actually a body snatcher? Your son Lin Fan died long ago. He was taken over, had his soul swallowed, and died that way. He might even be older than you. Maybe one day he'll sell you out."
"Bullshit! If Lin Fan isn't my son, then whose son is he? He has my Lin Ritian blood in him. He's my own flesh and blood. Would I not know better than you? Just survive this first before you talk!" Lin Ritian roared.
Qin Tian shook his head, then glanced at the descending flame blade qi and sneered, "What a low-grade technique. And yet you father and son treasure it like some priceless heirloom."
His carefree expression faded, and his gaze turned sharp. With a clang of sword, the divine sword shot up into the sky. A single ferocious slash met the flame blade qi overhead.
"Heaven-Splitting Profound Sword Record, Second Form - Heavenscar."
One sword stroke later, the thirteen flame blade strikes were instantly annihilated. A huge, black, scar-like sword qi stretched across the sky, like a wound across heaven itself.
"Impossible!" Lin Ritian cried out in alarm. "You're not at the Core Condensation realm! What realm are you really in? How can you be this strong?"
"Hmph, a frog at the bottom of a well." Qin Tian didn't bother saying more and sent several more sword strikes at Lin Ritian.
The razor-sharp sword qi shot straight for Lin Ritian's head. He was horrified. At that critical moment, he gritted his teeth, pouring all his spiritual energy into the greatsword in his hand, then fiercely swung it up to block. But the sword qi was only delayed for a moment before it sliced down with unstoppable force. Even so, that brief pause let Lin Ritian retreat explosively.
The ground trembled, rocks flew everywhere, and a thousand-zhang gash was carved into the earth, shocking to the eye. Lin Ritian barely steadied himself in the distance, and the sight filled him with fear. If that had hit him, he would have been split in two and killed on the spot.
Even though he avoided it, he was in no better shape. His hair was disheveled, his face smeared with blood and filth, and both his hands had been cut through so badly that only a thin layer of skin still connected them. Otherwise he really would have been broken in half. It was a truly pitiful sight.
Panting hard, he looked at Qin Tian with the first trace of fear he'd ever felt. This person was absolutely not simple. He gritted his teeth and stared fixedly at Qin Tian. "I admit you're very strong. Unfortunately, you still have to die!"
"Oh?" Qin Tian looked at Lin Ritian with interest. "You're already in this state, and you still have another trump card?"
"Hahaha, let me tell you! My Lin family ancestor ascended to the Upper Realm as a mighty expert, and I have a jade token he left behind for the Lin family. In a crisis, it can summon the ancestor's projection down into the lower realms. You're from the Upper Realm too, so have you heard of the Lin family War God Ancestor? Hahaha!" Lin Ritian laughed wildly. His arm, after being repaired just now, had recovered somewhat. He pulled a jade token from his chest, looking completely certain of victory.
"Lin family War God Ancestor? What the hell is that?" Qin Tian thought for a moment. Among the Great Thousand Dao Domain's somewhat famous figures, he had never heard of anyone by that name.
"My Lin family ancestor ascended to the Upper Realm and carved out vast territories there. He has millions of disciples under him and is a top-tier power who controls the life and death of countless people in the Upper Realm. How could a trashy poser from the lower realms like you have ever heard of my Lin family ancestor's great name!"
"Fine, fine, everything you said is right. Your Lin family ancestor is invincible under heaven. Since I'm about to die anyway, tell me this: why did you want your wife dead so badly? Not only did you pick a place like this, you even pushed me to destroy her soul," Qin Tian said with some exasperation. In the Great Thousand Dao Domain, when it came to family background, there really weren't many who could be called impressive.
"Hmph, I'll let you die with your eyes open. With your intelligence, I only had to use a little scheme and you killed her for me. If I hadn't been unable to kill her completely, I would have done it long ago." Lin Ritian sneered.
Qin Tian narrowed his eyes and continued, "She was your wife. You wanted her dead that badly? She even sacrificed herself for you so you could advance into the Soul-Transformation realm."
"All of that was my design! Without her taking the initiative to sacrifice herself, how could I have become a Soul-Transformation cultivator? And if not for the requirement that the sacrifice had to be willing and voluntary, I would have refined her directly! I'm the dignified second young master of the Zhongzhou Lin family, the greatest talent the Tiancan Realm has seen in ages. Why would I ever go find a spiritual beast, no, a flower, to be my wife?"
The more he spoke, the more agitated he became. Perhaps these words had been suppressed in him for many years, and now that they had burst out, he felt immensely relieved. Now that Yan Duo'er was dead, Lin Fan was unconscious, and as long as Qin Tian was killed too, no one in the world would ever know this secret.
"So from the very beginning, you approached your wife with the goal of making her willingly sacrifice herself? That battle back then was arranged by you too, wasn't it?" Qin Tian smiled faintly.
"So what if it was! In order to make her at ease, I even specially had a son with her, all for the sake of making her willingly sacrifice herself without reservation." Lin Ritian sneered.
"Your goal has already been achieved. Why are you still here and not back in the Lin family?"
Qin Tian himself knew all of this through the system, of course, but Yan Duo'er did not. These questions were being asked for Yan Duo'er's ears.
"She was only sacrificed. She didn't die. If I went back and then grew old and died a thousand years later, and she revived and learned the truth, she would never let the Lin family go. Still, I have to thank you. There is no way in the lower realms to completely destroy the Flame Sun Flower Emperor. The only method is to refine it with the same bloodline. Originally I wanted Fan'er to refine her and kill her completely, but you saved me a lot of trouble." Lin Ritian laughed wildly.
"Enough nonsense. Go die!" Lin Ritian twisted his face and crushed the jade token in his hand.
The wind rose violently. Dark clouds gathered. Thunder and lightning flashed across the sky, and a towering figure descended. He wore white robes that billowed without wind, his ancient face solemn and imposing, his cultivation unfathomably deep.
"Which descendant of the Lin family has summoned this old one?" the old man asked.
"Descendant of the Lin family, Lin Ritian, pays respects to the ancestor. Please, ancestor, take action and wipe out this man," Lin Ritian said respectfully, kneeling before the old man.
"Anyone who offends my Lin family must die!" The old man turned to look at Qin Tian.
Just that one glance, and the previously stern old man suddenly stumbled and fell to the ground. He looked horrified and hurriedly dropped to his knees, trembling as he said, "This little one greets Your Highness the Divine Son."
"You know me?" Qin Tian asked with a smile.
"Your Highness is joking. Who in the Upper Realm wouldn't know Your Highness? My name is Lin Wuchen, and I serve as a horse keeper in the Qin clan. I was fortunate enough to see Your Highness from afar once," the old man said ingratiatingly, sweating all over and rubbing his hands together.
"Heh, didn't you claim to have millions of disciples, power that reached the heavens, and control over the lives of countless people? What was that title again? Oh, right, the Lin family War God Ancestor?" Qin Tian looked at him with a half-smile.
"It doesn't count, none of it counts. That's just me saving face and boasting in front of my descendants." Even though his actual body wasn't here, he was already so scared he nearly pissed himself.
Everyone from the lower realms treats ascension as the final goal, believing the Upper Realm has a broader world. But the reality is that those who ascend from the lower realms usually end up being caught and made into laborers. Some are sent to mine, some become cannon fodder, and some become slaves. He had been the most monstrous genius of the Tiancan Realm, so proud and untouchable, but in the Upper Realm, people like him could be found on every street, and all of them were the lowest servants.
He had already counted as lucky. After ascending, he was captured and sent to mine ore. He worked the mines for nearly a hundred years, and then two factions fought over the mining rights. He took the chance amid the chaos to escape, and by sheer coincidence he entered the Qin clan. Now he managed a horse ranch there, living a rather comfortable life.
But he never would have imagined that his descendant would actually offend Qin Tian!
Who was Qin Tian?
Someone of his status didn't even have the qualifications to get close. And now this idiot wanted to attack him? He was literally a man hanging himself because he thought he had lived too long.
"Since you're a member of my Qin clan, I won't make things difficult for you. Get lost," Qin Tian said lightly.
"Many thanks for Your Highness's great kindness." After saying that, the projection turned into a wisp of blue smoke and dispersed.
By then, Lin Ritian's brain was a little short-circuited. This information hit him too hard. Their ancestor was actually a horse keeper in his enemy's house!
He no longer had his original resolve or arrogance. Qin Tian was simply too terrifying, not someone he could afford to provoke.
"Fan'er, run now - huh?" Lin Ritian turned and spoke, then froze. There was no sign of Lin Fan on the ground anymore. It turned out Lin Fan had fled at some point without him noticing.
"Tsk tsk tsk, what did I say? Now you've been sold out, haven't you?" Qin Tian said with a smile.
Lin Ritian slumped to the ground, looking haggard. "I lost."
"Then you should die too. Go on, die in peace."
"Heh heh, dying at your hands wouldn't be so bad. But I believe Fan'er will avenge me."
"No, no, you've got it wrong. I'm not the one who'll kill you. It's her."
As Qin Tian spoke, a teleportation gate opened beside him, and a fiery red figure stepped out from within. Naturally, Yan Duo'er couldn't possibly be wearing the specially tailored clothes Qin Tian had prepared for her, so she was dressed in her usual red robe.
Lin Ritian stared at Yan Duo'er in shock and subconsciously blurted out, "Wife, how are you here!"
"You can eat shit, but you can't just talk shit." Qin Tian pulled Yan Duo'er into his arms and said, "She's my wife."
Qin Tian stared at the dumbstruck Lin Ritian, his eyes mocking, but his tone righteous and matter-of-fact.
Yan Duo'er just stared at him blankly, her body trembling faintly, tears streaming out uncontrollably.
Those watery beautiful eyes were full of doubt and confusion, and of deep, deep pain.
Plop, plop. Even Qin Tian felt a little sorry for her.
But he only held her slender waist. He didn't comfort her.
Lin Ritian, finally coming to his senses and seeing this scene, had his eyes turn red. "You beast, let her go!"
He roared, the veins on his neck bulging, his whole body like a madman. How could his wife be lying in another man's arms? He couldn't tolerate that.
"Why should I let her go? She's my wife. Since you didn't cherish her properly, then I'll do it," Qin Tian said, gently wiping Yan Duo'er's tears with one hand.
Lin Ritian stared with bulging eyes, looking directly at Yan Duo'er.
"You need to understand that you're someone with a husband and a child. What do you think you're doing!"
"Hahaha, who is your wife?" Yan Duo'er finally spoke.
"You did such outrageous things to me, and you still have the nerve to call yourself my husband! What did I ever do to wrong you? Why did you do this to me?"
Tears streamed down her face, her voice choked and trembling, but her glare was still fierce as she shot the words back at him.
After hearing that, Lin Ritian didn't know what to say for a moment. He clenched his teeth and said, "I was forced. None of that was real. Duo'er, please believe me."
"Forced! You tell me which part you were forced into. Say it!" Yan Duo'er laughed bitterly, her eyes bloodshot as she accused him.
Seeing that he could not keep it hidden any longer, Lin Ritian’s old face flushed the color of pig liver as he argued weakly.
"Yes! I lied to you. I’m not human, but so what? That’s not a reason for you to be crying in another man’s arms!"
The moment Lin Ritian said that, the last trace of feeling in Yan Duoer’s heart for him vanished.
She drew a deep breath, stopped crying, and looked at Lin Ritian calmly.
"The Yan Duoer of the past is dead. She died in the hands of a ruthless, ungrateful, cold-blooded beast."
"The Yan Duoer of now has been reborn, and she’s cut all ties with the past!"
"I was blind back then to ever fall for a beast like you."
Seeing that the moment was right, Qin Tian reached out, wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes, and said, "Lin Ritian is far more of a beast than I am. A man like him doesn’t deserve you. From now on, stay with me."
As he said that, he kissed her cheek, then his hand did more than simply hold her slender waist. He pulled her straight into his arms and sat her on his lap, one hand stroking her thigh, the other gently patting her beautiful back as he said, "Don’t be too sad. He isn’t worth it. From now on, I’ll make you happy."
Yan Duoer did not resist. Feeling Qin Tian’s restless hands, she glanced at Lin Ritian and a desire for revenge rose in her heart. She nestled against Qin Tian like a little bird seeking shelter and said, "Mm, this servant will obey my husband. Since I have already been reborn and my husband has taken my first time, I will naturally be my husband’s woman alone."
As she spoke, she even took Qin Tian’s hand and guided it under her clothes. Her face was flushed, her breath fragrant, and she said seductively, "My husband is so young and so capable. To be your wife is my blessing, and your cock is far more powerful than that old dog’s."
"Ahhh! You dogs, you damn dogs!" Lin Ritian could not take it anymore. He screamed himself hoarse. "I knew it, the two of you were working together from the start. Slut, you filthy slut!"
"Shut up!" Qin Tian’s gaze sharpened, and a burst of spiritual power shot out, crippling Lin Ritian’s throat on the spot. From then on, he could only make ugly barking sounds on the ground, like a dead dog.
"My woman is not for you to shout at," Qin Tian said. Looking at him with pity, he mocked, "But you did misunderstand one thing. I may have used some despicable methods to get Duoer, but she never submitted from beginning to end. She always believed in you. Even when I was fucking her, she was still moaning while calling your name, hoping you would come save her. And you..."
In Qin Tian’s arms, Yan Duoer’s expression also became a little unnatural when she heard that, her pretty face burning red.
Lin Ritian, on the other hand, was first stunned, then reacted and looked at the jade legs beneath Yan Duoer’s robe.
"What are you looking at? Yan Duoer is my wife now. Stop daydreaming. I’ve already shot into her womb more than once. Her lower abdomen has long since been marked with my scent," Qin Tian said with a smile as he gently stroked Yan Duoer’s lower abdomen.
After hearing Qin Tian’s words, Lin Ritian’s body trembled as if he had epilepsy, his eyes bulging wide. This time they were not merely bloodshot. Blood tears were actually pouring out of them.
"Duoer, step aside. I’ll take care of this old dog," Qin Tian said softly.
Yan Duoer was silent for a moment, then gently shook her head. "Husband, let me settle this myself."
"All right. But don’t force yourself."
"I know."
Yan Duoer smiled faintly, stood up from Qin Tian’s arms, and walked step by step toward Lin Ritian on her long, slender legs. With a wave of her hand, an Inferno Overlord Spear appeared in her grasp. The spear tip scraped across the ground, sending up sparks.
Under Lin Ritian’s terrified gaze, Yan Duoer stopped in front of him. Looking down at him from above, she raised the Overlord Spear coldly and said, "You should never have betrayed me. I never once thought of revenge against you. Back then I loved you so much. If you had wanted me to sacrifice myself, all you had to do was ask, and I would never have refused. But now my husband is Qin Tian!"
With that, she thrust the spear forward and ended Lin Ritian’s life. Then Yan Duoer gripped the Overlord Spear and struck the ground. A vast sea of Yanyang flowers burst forth, countless roots and vines surging up from beneath the earth and dragging Lin Ritian’s corpse underground, where it became fertilizer for the flowers here.
[System prompt: Host crushed protagonist Lin Fan, villain points +3000]
[System prompt: Host killed Lin Ritian, protagonist Lin Fan’s fate value -500, host villain points +5000]
[System prompt: Protagonist Lin Fan’s fate value has reached zero. Host may kill him.]
Qin Tian’s lips curved into a cold smile. The next time they met would be Lin Fan’s death day. He walked to Yan Duoer’s side, pulled her into his arms, and said, "Don’t be sad. Your husband will comfort you properly."
As he spoke, he let out a lecherous laugh, hugged Yan Duoer tightly, stepped once, and vanished from where he stood.
Meanwhile, on the outskirts of the Beast Forest, Lin Fan was racing all the way with a look of triumph on his face. It turned out that when he had taken Qin Tian’s sword strike earlier, the four fan-shaped iron pieces in his bosom had fused into a single scale. Not only had it blocked the attack, it had also revealed to him a secret no one else knew!
According to the information recorded inside the scale, he could easily obtain the inheritance. By then, he might even be able to ascend directly. When that happened, Qin Tian and the rest would be nothing more than prey he could kill with a flick of his hand!
What? Lin Ritian? Who was that? He really didn’t know him.