Zhou Beichen held his head high, his expression the epitome of arrogance.

He looked down upon everything as if offering Qin Heng the position of his Servant was an enormous favor. He stood there with his hands behind his back, seemingly waiting for Qin Heng to kneel.

Not far away, Chen Qingzhu, Su Yiyi, and Su Mingli were all stunned, looking incredulously at Zhou Beichen who had suddenly appeared.

What did he mean by this? He wanted Qin Heng to acknowledge him as master—did he think he was someone special? This was someone who could easily kill a Half-step Grandmaster!

Qin Heng also furrowed his brows, looking at Zhou Beichen, sizing him up, and asked doubtfully, "Are you talking to me?"

"Indeed." Zhou Beichen nodded and said, "This young master thinks you have decent potential, finding you slightly worth nurturing. So, by taking you as a Servant, you should immediately kneel and thank me."

"Servant?" Qin Heng's expression grew even more puzzled. He lifted his hand and pointed to his own head, saying to Zhou Beichen, "Do you have some problems here, like a damaged brain?"

Upon hearing Zhou Beichen's words, Qin Heng's first reaction was that the guy must have a screw loose. To dare to say that he himself should kneel to him and become his Servant was utterly laughable. In his past life, Qin Heng had encountered many such people, but without exception, he had killed them all!

"How is it, are you so surprised that it seems unbelievable?" Zhou Beichen still had an air of superiority, not taking Qin Heng seriously at all, and said indifferently, "For a mere worldly Martial Artist like you to cultivate to this extent is not easy. But to go a step further and step into the Transcendence Realm is nearly impossible, even downright unattainable! However, once you become my Servant, Cultivation Techniques—you can have as many as you want. You felt how strong Xuanwang was just now; defeating him must have been tough for you, right? That's the power of Cultivation Techniques!"

"Where did this buzzing fly come from?" Qin Heng sighed, stepped forward, and in an instant, appeared in front of Zhou Beichen. He reached out and directly seized Zhou Beichen's neck.

"You! You!? How is this possible!?" Zhou Beichen's eyes widened in disbelief as he looked at Qin Heng and said, "You actually dare to strike at me—do you know who I am??"

"Young man! Release the young master immediately, or you will bear a cost beyond your imagination!!" Suddenly, a shadow floated out from the BMW car. Under the blazing sun, it resembled a clump of black gas tumbling eerily and terrifyingly in the air.

This was Shadow Elder, Zhou Beichen's Servant and bodyguard, a peak Transcendence Realm powerhouse!

Qin Heng, however, didn't even glance at the black mist. Still gripping Zhou Beichen's neck, he said indifferently, "Insect, you just watched as Xuanwang ran wild here, indifferent to the suffering."

"They are just a bunch of ants in the mundane world, why should I save them?" Zhou Beichen sneered. "In my eyes, it was just a monkey show. It was fun to watch; I don't care about their lives and deaths. Kid, I advise you to release me immediately, or else..."

CRACK!

Qin Heng applied force with his hand, directly breaking Zhou Beichen's neck, and said indifferently, "Indifference to saving a life warrants death."

Zhou Beichen's neck hung limply, his eyes wide open, staring at Qin Heng in disbelief—he had never expected to be killed so easily!!

He died with his eyes open!!

THUMP!

Qin Heng casually threw Zhou Beichen's body on the ground, not even giving it another look, as if he had just casually squashed an ant.

"Ah! You killed the young master! You actually killed the young master!?" The black mist first stiffened, then surged frantically, an ancient and eerie voice issuing from within, "This is a genius Martial Artist from Shadow Gate. You, a mere mundane and insignificant insect, dare to kill him! I want you dead!!"

"Shadow Gate, what kind of trash is that?" Qin Heng sneered. "Playing ghost tricks and deceits. Even if ten thousand of your kind came at me, I would crush them with a single slap!"

"I'm going to kill you!!" The shadow surged like a fierce beast hiding in the dark, lunging at Qin Heng and bellowing, "Your wretched life, even if you die a thousand times, ten thousand times, is not worth a fraction of the young master's! You actually dared to kill him! I'm going to kill you and then annihilate your entire clan!!"

"Noisy!" Qin Heng sneered coldly, raising his hand to grab, as if an Immortal capturing a demon, reaching for the dark fog. "Insect's strength, yet you dare to act so wildly!!"

"Seeking death!!" The Shadow Elder, seeing that Qin Heng was actually trying to grab the dark fog with his bare hands, immediately held him in utter contempt. Indeed, a piece of trash Martial Artist from the mundane world, totally unaware of the profound mysteries of Martial Dao Secret Techniques.

This mass of dark fog was the result of his Cultivation Technique, the Shadow Demon Art, reaching the peak of the Transcendence Realm and externalizing his inner energy. It could not only turn himself into a shadow but was also highly poisonous. Even an Innate Grandmaster could be poisoned if careless!

Damn it! Such a martial genius the young master was, killed by such trash!! The Shadow Elder was extremely enraged, wishing he could tear Qin Heng into pieces.

However, the next instant, Qin Heng's hand, smooth and fair as jade, effortlessly penetrated the shadow, unaffected by any erosion, and shattered the Shadow Elder's defenses as easily as snapping dry branches.

He grabbed the entire person out of the dark fog!!

This was an old man in a black robe, appearing to be in his sixties, bald, with no eyebrows—very peculiar!

"Unharmed! He is actually unharmed!?" The Shadow Elder looked at Qin Heng in disbelief, his face a mixture of shock and fury. "Who are you? Who are you really? Why can't even the Shadow Demon Art do anything to you!?"

"A mere juggling act, you think that would stop me?" Qin Heng sneered, grasped the Shadow Elder's neck with one hand. SNAP! He crushed it, ending his life on the spot.

These two Martial Artists from the sect, who thought they were superior and constantly called others mundane trash, were killed by Qin Heng one after another, as easily as squashing chicks!

"Young Master Qin, the Shadow Demon Art!" Su Mingli stared at the Shadow Elder's body on the ground, his voice trembling. "These are people from Shadow Gate, rumored to be among the top five hidden Martial Dao sects in the south, with a Sect Leader who is an Innate Grandmaster!"

After all, he was from a Martial Dao family and had some understanding of these hidden sects in the Martial Dao world.

"No matter. If Shadow Gate dares to come, I'll kill them with one punch," said Qin Heng indifferently. He was too strong, incomparably so; even the so-called Innate Grandmasters couldn't withstand a single blow from him!

After that, Qin Heng helped treat Yue Feng's injured, consoled Chen Qingzhu and the front desk girl Xiaobai, and then captured Xuanwang's soul, extracting the address of Golden Buddha Temple.

Roughly an hour passed after everything was settled. It was nearing noon, and there was no longer any need to return to school.

Originally, Qin Heng had planned to go home, but he suddenly received a WeChat voice message.

Chu Qixi?

Qin Heng was first taken aback, then he recalled. She was one of Qu Linglong's two friends that he and Qu Linglong had met during their date at The Bund by Qin's Pier; very beautiful, incredibly seductive, and a definite stunner.

Why would she suddenly send a voice message? Qin Heng was puzzled, and he clicked to listen.

"Young Master Qin~" a coquettish voice that could make most men's hearts race came through, "I've booked a room at the Hilton Hotel at Qin's Pier for tonight. Nine o'clock, waiting for you~"

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