"Didn't you say you were going to destroy me and then proceed to the Buddhist temple?"

Xuanzheng looked at Qin Heng with bloodshot eyes and bellowed, "Then let's make a bet. We'll wager on whether *you* will be killed by the experts of my temple! Do you dare? If you get killed, naturally, I win. If you really destroy my Golden Buddha Temple, then I lose! Qin Xuantian, as a young Grandmaster, you wouldn't be afraid of such a gamble, would you?"

In Xuanzheng's view, an 18-year-old Grandmaster of Transcendence like Qin Xuantian had to be arrogant to the extreme. If Xuanzheng himself provoked him with a gamble, Qin Xuantian would surely accept. Regardless of the outcome of the bet, as long as Qin Xuantian accepted this challenge, he definitely wouldn't kill Xuanzheng. As long as he didn't die now, there was still hope for survival. Xuanzheng did not want to die! Although he was severely injured at the moment, his bones and internal organs almost completely shattered, a Martial Arts Grandmaster's vitality is extremely tenacious. With proper rest afterward, even such injuries could heal.

Xuanzheng watched Qin Heng, sneering inwardly. Just wait until you get to the Golden Buddha Temple. Then, you will realize how terrifying and powerful a Martial Dao sect with a thousand years of legacy is. Even if you are superior to me, you common Martial Artist, you will definitely be killed by the other experts in my temple! The strength of a secluded sect lay not only in its Martial Artists and martial skills but also in the various Divine Weapons inherited over a millennium!

Upon hearing Xuanzheng's words, Qin Heng fell silent. He looked at the man collapsed on the ground, saying nothing as if pondering something, and did not respond for a long time.

The people around started murmuring amongst themselves.

"Qin Xuantian was so confident just now. For him, this kind of wager should be a sure win. What's he hesitating about?"

"This Qin Xuantian, isn't he scared of Xuanzheng? Xuanzheng is already a cripple; surely Qin Xuantian still dares to take the bet?"

Seeing Qin Heng silent, Xuanzheng sneered lightly. "What's the matter? Do you need so much time to think? Weren't you very domineering just now? Why are you hesitating? Are you afraid of me, a cripple?"

"No, you are mistaken." Qin Heng shook his head, lightly lifted his foot, and stepped on Xuanzheng's head, chuckling softly. "I see right through your little tricks. An ant-like creature such as yourself, what makes you think you're qualified to gamble with me?"

BANG!

He applied slight pressure with his foot. With a dull thud, Xuanzheng's head instantly burst, splattering red and white fluids everywhere! His foot then landed on the ground.

This Martial Arts Grandmaster of the Golden Buddha Temple!

With that, he was utterly dead, a headless corpse!

Everyone around fell deathly silent. Witnessing this scene, they shivered, looking at Qin Heng with a mixture of fear and awe.

He actually did it!

He actually killed Master Xuanzheng from the Golden Buddha Temple!

Killed him with a single stomp of his foot!

As effortlessly as stepping on an ant, without breaking a sweat!

Everyone around was shaking with fear.

Although they knew Qin Xuantian's strength was extraordinary, the sight of him killing a Martial Arts Grandmaster with a single palm strike followed by a foot stomp was still a massive shock!

THUMP!

Nie Luping immediately knelt before Qin Heng, kowtowing repeatedly while crying out, "Grandmaster Qin! Grandmaster Qin! I'm sorry, I was blind and failed to recognize your greatness. I implore you to show mercy and spare my Nie family!"

He actually knelt down to beg for mercy!

The surrounding people were stunned, looking at Nie Luping in disbelief.

This was the Family Head of the Nie family from Jin City!

A Half-step Grandmaster!

A magnate who usually commanded the winds and rain throughout the province of Sichuan and Shu, now kneeling before a teenager of seventeen or eighteen, earnestly begging for mercy!

To spare the Nie family!

Strength commands respect!

This was the naked truth: strength commands respect!

In the world of the Martial Dao, the strong are noblemen, the fist is law, and power is authority!

Qin Xuantian, beyond any doubt, was one of the strong!

The rest of the crowd, witnessing this scene, regardless of their family affiliation, recognized the reality all too clearly; they understood what Qin Xuantian's strength truly represented.

In an instant, everyone in the hall, over a hundred people—including elites from various sectors of Sichuan and Shu, business tycoons, and political rising stars—knelt down before Qin Heng!

Respectfully kowtowing!

Saluting!

Then pleading for mercy!

If anyone from the outside had seen this, their jaw would have probably dropped in shock, utterly disbelieving.

"I will not touch the Nie family," Qin Heng said indifferently, "because, just a moment ago, someone was worried about my safety and wanted me to flee. I told her that her words alone could ensure the Nie family's peace."

Nie Luping was startled upon hearing this and subconsciously turned to look at Nie Xiaoxian.

She looked at Qin Heng with astonishment. She couldn't have imagined that her earlier reminder, given out of pure goodwill, had actually saved the Nie family's life! A single casual remark from the powerful could be enough to influence the life and death of the weak! Nie Xiaoxian was profoundly realizing this now!

"Thank you, Mr. Xuantian, thank you so much!" Nie Luping kept kowtowing and apologizing, feeling incredibly fortunate that he had such a beautiful and kind-hearted granddaughter.

In the future, he must properly cultivate her. Even if she couldn't practice martial arts, she could still be trained as the most outstanding family Disciple! Even being a candidate for the future Family Head wasn't out of the question! There was only one reason: she was a friend of Qin Xuantian!

「Three days later.」

The news that Qin Xuantian was to ascend Mount QianFo and single-handedly annihilate the Golden Buddha Temple appeared again on the Martial Artist forums. It was still official information and immediately sparked heated discussions with countless related threads.

However, Qin Heng paid no attention to these. After dealing with the Nie family, he took a BMW from them and drove over three hundred kilometers to Mount QianFo. Whatever the outside world was saying was irrelevant to him. His intention to destroy the Golden Buddha Temple wasn't to prove anything to anyone; it was simply because the Golden Buddha Temple had crossed the line and angered him.

When Qin Heng arrived at Mount QianFo, it was already 9 p.m., and the sky was completely dark.

Since Mount QianFo was a tourist attraction, it had many hotels. Most, however, were ordinary small establishments with average accommodations. There was only one high-end hotel, and it had very few rooms. The Qian Youyuan Hotel was the most luxurious hotel at the foot of Mount QianFo. It cost over 8,000 yuan a night and had only ten rooms.

Qin Heng entered the hotel.

He noticed a tall girl at the front desk checking in.

The girl looked to be in her twenties, about 1.65 meters tall, with long hair draped over her shoulders, delicate features, and a pretty face—a beauty score of at least 8 out of 10, definitely a beauty. She wore a red off-the-shoulder top, revealing her delicate collarbones and snow-white chest, incredibly enticing. Below, she wore a pale black skirt that showed off long, fair thighs. She stood in pink wedge sandals, her toenails painted red.

She seemed to be checking in alone.

Qin Heng approached and glanced at the girl, noticing her sad expression and red-rimmed eyes, as if she had just been crying.

However, none of this concerned him.

Qin Heng handed his ID card to the front desk and said, "I'd like a room with a large bed, please."

"I'm sorry, sir." The receptionist apologized, shaking her head and pushing his ID card back. "We're fully booked for today. The last room with a large bed was just booked by this lady."

Although expensive, the hotel's facilities were top-notch. It was the kind of place truly wealthy people frequented, so its ten rooms were easily booked.

"I see," Qin Heng said without insisting, nodding as he was about to take back his ID and leave.

"No need." The girl beside him suddenly pressed down on Qin Heng's ID. Looking up at him and biting her lip, she said to the receptionist, "Let this gentleman share a room with me."

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