Corpses lay strewn about. The moon was bright, shining into the room, allowing a clear view of Jiang Qinhu's face and his expression of utter disbelief.

Dead! Killed with a mere flick of the hand! Without the slightest hesitation, without a hint of reluctance! Just like casually crushing an ant, Jiang Qinhu had been crushed to death.

The remaining members of the Jiangs were all shocked to the core. They felt a chill in their limbs, as if they had fallen into an ice cave, terrified beyond measure! He didn't care about the Jiangs at all, completely indifferent to Jiang Luwei's feelings. Just like that, he had crushed Jiang Qinhu to death with a mere flick of his hand!?

"Run! Run, run, run!!"

"Hurry, this is a devil!!"

"Terrifying! Too terrifying!!"

The few tried to escape, screaming in terror.

But in front of Qin Heng, even an Innate Grandmaster was someone he could kill if he wished, let alone these few ants.

WHOOSH WHOOSH WHOOSH!!

With a flick of Qin Heng's finger, forceful winds, like swords, pierced through their heads.

THUD THUD THUD!

They all lay on the ground, blood flowing everywhere, leaving only corpses.

"You! You!?" Jiang Luwei looked at Qin Heng in disbelief, then at the corpses on the ground. She suddenly became silent, her expression complex as she said, "He was my second uncle, after all."

"He wanted to kill me, so I killed him," Qin Heng said indifferently. "It doesn't matter who he was or his relation to you. Do you seek revenge?"

"How could I?" Jiang Luwei shook her head gently, her expression forlorn. "It was he who suggested my parents marry me off to England. He sent people to track me down and capture me, to make me yield to those barbarians. But... he was my second uncle, after all. I think I can no longer stay by your side; you probably wouldn't feel secure with me either."

"Is that so?" Qin Heng's eyes narrowed slightly, and he chuckled lightly. "If that's the case, then there's no need for more words. We'll part ways here. I respect the path you choose."

Having said that, he simply turned and left. As he walked, flames sprouted from under his feet, spreading to the corpses of Jiang Qinhu and the others, instantly reducing them to piles of ash.

Jiang Luwei watched all this numbly, her eyes rimmed with red. She looked at Qin Heng's departing silhouette until he faded into the distance, then collapsed to the ground, crying her heart out.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I actually hated my second uncle to death! Before I ran away from home, he even tried to drug me and deliver me to that barbarian's bed. If I hadn't been alert, he might have succeeded! I wish I could have killed him myself! How could I ever hate you because of him? I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Qin Heng. Rest assured, you protected me this time. I will definitely protect you in the future and ensure you don't suffer the slightest harm!"

"Silly child," a voice suddenly sighed from outside the room. Moonlight streamed through the window, illuminating the interior. Then, a figure in ancient attire appeared, seemingly stepping on the moonlight as she gracefully arrived, like a fairy from Guanghan Palace.

This woman in ancient attire appeared to be in her twenties. She was extremely beautiful, with a red petal mark between her brows that added a touch of allure. Her jet-black hair was pinned with a white jade hairpin, shining in the moonlight. Although she wore conservative ancient clothes—a white dress that skimmed her figure—it was still possible to discern her graceful, curvaceous frame. She exuded an ethereal beauty, reminiscent of an orchid in a secluded valley.

"What is love in this world? You've only just met him, yet you find yourself in such a state," the woman in ancient attire said, shaking her head gently and sighing. "The women of the Guanghan lineage have, since ancient times, often been wounded by love. Do not follow in their footsteps. If it weren't for your earnest pleading, I would have truly wanted to kill him just now. That would have put an end to the source of your infatuation—ending it all and sparing you future troubles."

"Disciple greets Master. Thank you for your mercy, Master, thank you for your mercy!"

Jiang Luwei knelt before the woman in palace attire, her head bowed, tears still falling and splashing onto the ground, creating tiny ripples.

Just as Qin Heng crushed Jiang Qinhu to death, and before Jiang Luwei could thank Qin Heng, a faint voice, as if descending from the ninth heaven, had reached her ears. It declared her to be of the 'Ultimate Yin Physique' and intended to take her as a disciple. She was to inherit the true teachings of Guanghan Palace and cultivate a peerless Divine Skill, to face the approaching Great Era of Martial Dao in a few years.

However, before joining a lineage such as Guanghan, it was best to sever all mundane romantic entanglements. Qin Heng was Jiang Luwei's romantic fate. Initially, the woman in ancient attire had intended to kill Qin Heng to end it once and for all. It was Jiang Luwei's fervent pleading that forestalled the woman's intention. But Jiang Luwei remained fearful of any accidents, so she pretended to care about Jiang Qinhu's death, urging Qin Heng to leave hastily. She had done it to protect Qin Heng.

"Foolish child," the woman in ancient attire sighed softly, looking at the moonlight outside the window. "The Age of Decline has persisted for a thousand years and is now drawing to an end. Spiritual Energy will rejuvenate, stirring winds and surging clouds, and a Great Era will rise! With your innate talents of the Ultimate Yin Physique, in a few years, you might become a Martial Saint, standing shoulder to shoulder with the geniuses of your time. Then you will realize that the strength of that young man just now is truly negligible."

"I understand, Master," Jiang Luwei said respectfully, still kneeling on the ground. "I will practice diligently to secure a place for myself in the future Great Era."

Only in this way could she protect him!

Jiang Luwei made a silent vow in her heart.

After all, according to the woman in ancient attire's description, the future Great Era of Martial Dao would definitely not be as peaceful as it was now. Martial Artists without sufficient power could very well be oppressed by the strong.

In Jiang Luwei's view, although Qin Heng was strong now, compared to the Martial Artists of hidden ancient sects, both his Cultivation Technique and heritage paled in comparison.

The ambient Spiritual Energy was still thin, so perhaps the difference was not yet too significant. But once the era of rejuvenated Spiritual Energy arrived, the ancient Divine Skills passed down in the hidden sects would burst forth with unparalleled might! Martial Artists of the secular world could not even begin to imagine it!

Under such circumstances, Qin Heng's situation might not be very good... Jiang Luwei thought. By that time, my own strength should be formidable as well. I could surely protect him, and maybe even obtain some Cultivation Techniques for him so he can become stronger.

The woman in ancient attire looked at Jiang Luwei, who was still kneeling on the ground, and shook her head slightly. Noticing that Jiang Luwei's thoughts were still on Qin Heng, she sighed, "Come, follow me back to Guanghan Palace. Diligently pursue the Martial Dao and prepare for the Great Era."

Having said that, she reached out and grasped Jiang Luwei's shoulder, then soared into the sky with a single leap. They flew out of the window, lightly stepping on a tree branch outside, then rose further into the air and landed on a rooftop over a hundred meters away. After several more leaps, they vanished into the night.

「Not too far away, on the rooftop of a tall building.」

Qin Heng stood with his hands behind his back, watching the two figures disappearing in the distance. He chuckled, "The revival of Spiritual Energy, the Great Era of Martial Dao, Martial Saints, Guanghan Palace... Quite interesting."

With his Realm, how could the woman in ancient attire possibly have hidden her presence from him? From her appearance to the moment she transmitted her voice to Jiang Luwei, everything had been under Qin Heng's watchful eye. She, however, was completely unaware, feeling rather self-satisfied.

However, this was also Jiang Luwei's opportunity, so Qin Heng did not intervene. Of course, if this "Guanghan Palace" failed to recognize its place, that would be another story.

「By now, the Thousand Affinity Hotel had returned to its prior tranquility.」

But just outside the hotel, from a dark corner, a young woman emerged. She wore a black dress with a dagger tied to her waist. Her features were beautiful and delicate, yet her gaze was ice-cold, like a stunning iceberg.

Just moments ago, as the woman in ancient attire was taking Jiang Luwei away, she had transmitted a command to this young woman using True Qi: "Find that Qin Heng and kill him!"

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