he gem on the scepter emitted a blue beam of light instantly, shooting straight up into the sky!Booming...The earth began to tremble, and the lights on the altar spun rapidly around it!A sense of drea..."Let's go..."

After Qin Xiaolin finished speaking, he turned to his two subordinates and said.

Two servants of the Qin family helped each other to their feet and followed behind Qin Xiaolin as they walked out.

Seeing Qin Xiaolin leave with his people, no one at the door dared to stop him.

"My accounts, no one has ever dared to owe..."

Just as Qin Xiaolin was walking past Chen Ping with two subordinates, Chen Ping suddenly made a move.

However, Chen Ping was not attacking Qin Xiaolin himself, but instead went straight for the two men behind him.

Boom boom...

After two muffled sounds, Qin Xiaolin's two subordinates were directly blown to pieces, without even a chance to react.

"Since you don't want to pay, then use the lives of your men to settle it…………"

When Chen Ping let go, Qin Xiaolin's two subordinates both fell to the ground, their eyes wide open, dead without a trace of peace...

"You……………"

Qin Xiaolin, seeing this, was filled with rage.

Chen Ping then looked at Lin Tianhu: “Take everyone away, don't wait until tomorrow, today we must settle the score...”

Chen Ping knew that if he and Qin Xiaolin fought, they wouldn't be able to care about others at all. Even the aftermath of their battle would likely injure many people.

Lin Tianhu also knew that they left, there was no way to help Chen Ping at all. For this level of battle, these so-called masters, I'm afraid they couldn't intervene at all.

Qin Xiaolin, looking at Chen Ping who had prepared himself for a life-or-death struggle, suddenly withdrew the anger on his body. He looked coldly at Chen Ping: "Tomorrow, I will make you infamous and ruin your reputation. In front of many martial arts practitioners, you will die at my feet…………"

Qin Xiaolin finished speaking, then turned and left. In a blink of an eye, he disappeared without a trace.

Qin Xiaolin did not join Chen Ping's attack. He planned to let everyone see Chen Ping's miserable state tomorrow, in revenge for his son's death.

Qin Xiaolin left, but the strength Qin Xiaolin had just shown made everyone worry about Chen's duel tomorrow.

And Su Yuqi, looking at the two corpses on the ground, felt a churning in her stomach, forcing herself not to vomit.

She was just an ordinary person, so she rarely saw such a bloody scene.

Seeing Su Yuqi like that, Chen Ping hurriedly stood in front of Su Yuqi and hugged her in his arms: “Don’t look, just go home…”

Chen Ping winked at Lin Tianhu, who immediately ordered someone to carry the body away. They also tidied up the scene briefly.

Su Yuqi shook her head in Chen Ping's arms: "No, I'm not afraid. I want to be a martial artist too, so I have to kill people too. If I'm afraid now, how can I help you..."

Listening to Su Yuqi's words, Chen Ping was deeply moved. However, now was not the time for Su Yuqi to cultivate, and besides, he didn't have the ability to do so. He had to wait until he saw Long Wu before making any decisions.

"Go home, your presence here makes it impossible for me to meditate peacefully. Don't you want to see me get defeated tomorrow"

Chen Ping smiled calmly.

Su Yuqi hurriedly struggled out of Chen Ping's arms, covering his mouth with her jade hand and saying, "Bah bah bah, don't talk nonsense! How could you possibly lose I won't allow you to lose...."

"Yuqi, we shouldn't disturb Chen Ping here. Let him cultivate a bit more so his chances of winning increase. When we go back, I'll teach you some qigong…"

Guling'er said to Su Yuxi.

Su Yuxi nodded, gave Chen Ping a worried glance and then left.

After everyone had left, Chen Ping walked heavily into the bedroom, looking at the somewhat messy hall.

Chen Ping, who had already reached the fasting stage, didn't eat or drink water, and he wasn't bothered by it for a whole month. So he sat cross-legged on his bed, originally wanting to cultivate, but unfortunately, the thin spiritual energy made him lose all interest.

Finally, Chen Ping lay on the bed and slowly took out a bronze mirror, constantly pondering his own identity. He had many things he didn't understand, but unfortunately, Long Wu refused to tell him.

Now Chen Ping can only desperately hope for the arrival of July 15th. Only when July 15th comes will Chen Ping be able to know his own origins. Shenghui's gaze fell back onto Chen Ping!"Young Master Yao, actually............"Ge Yuhan wanted to explain, but Yao Sheng hui waved her hand to interrupt. Then he said, "I have to report this truthf...