Qin Mu looked at the stone glowing with golden light in his hand.
If it were soil, this would be Jin Kela!
“As I thought, it really is in your hands.”
Desire flickered in Jing Kun’s eyes; this was the very thing he had dreamed of obtaining.
“So, what exactly is this thing used for?”
Qin Mu played with the stone in his hand.
He looked it over, but aside from its glow, there seemed to be nothing special about it.
“Do you want to know?”
Jing Kun grinned.
“Beg me, and I’ll tell you.”
Qin Mu: “…”
Seeing Qin Mu remain silent, Jing Kun couldn’t help but laugh loudly.
“What’s wrong? Don’t you dare lower your head?”
“Whew—”
Qin Mu let out a long breath and looked at Jing Kun.
Then, very quickly—shua—he assumed a perfectly executed deep bow.
“I beg you, please tell me!”
Jing Kun: “Huh?”
“What? Didn’t you say if I begged you, you would tell me?”
Qin Mu’s response truly left Jing Kun speechless, unsure of what to say.
“Hey, hey, I’ve already begged you. You aren’t going to go back on your word, are you?”
Seeing Jing Kun still dazed, Qin Mu urged him.
“Ah, ah! That’s right, I’ve changed my mind! What are you going to do about it!”
Since Qin Mu wasn’t playing by the rules, Jing Kun simply treated his previous words like a fart in the wind.
“How does it feel? How does it feel to be toyed with by me? Do you really want to hit me now? Hahaha!”
Jing Kun wore a smug, annoying smile.
Qin Mu didn’t speak; he just quietly watched Jing Kun laugh.
“Hahaha… hiccup.”
“Laughed enough?”
Qin Mu asked calmly.
Regarding Jing Kun’s shameless behavior, he had long been mentally prepared.
After all, the mustache man back then had even torn up treaties signed in black and white.
“It’s just a worthless stone anyway.”
Qin Mu looked at the stone in his hand.
After thinking for a moment, he bit his finger, intending to try dripping a drop of blood on it.
“Hey, hey, hey! You can’t do that! You’ll destroy it!”
The moment he saw Qin Mu was about to drip blood, Jing Kun instantly lost his composure.
“If it’s destroyed, it’s destroyed. Don’t worry about it.”
As soon as Qin Mu’s blood touched it, the stone’s golden light immediately dissipated.
In the blink of an eye, it turned into a pile of powder.
“No way, it really broke.”
Qin Mu’s mouth twitched.
A perfectly good treasure had been ruined by him.
“Hmm?”
Qin Mu felt a sensation of warmth in the palm of his hand.
Blowing away the powder, he discovered a small clump of viscous golden liquid in his palm.
Then, at a speed visible to the naked eye, it flowed into Qin Mu’s right palm.
“Hey, hey, hey!”
Qin Mu panicked at the sight and hurriedly checked his right hand.
Subsequently, patterns began to appear one by one starting from his palm.
“Huh?”
Qin Mu was stunned until his entire right arm was covered in golden lines.
Could this be the so-called… my Power of the King…
But it didn’t seem like anything particularly impressive.
Qin Mu clenched his fist; it felt no different from usual.
“Hey! You…”
Jing Kun’s voice cut off.
He looked ahead with a dull expression, his mouth repeatedly muttering, “I didn’t get it, he got it. I didn’t get it, he got it…”
Great, he had entered his crazed state again.
But this trip wasn’t in vain.
At least he had obtained his Power of the King.
With a thought from Qin Mu, the golden patterns receded.
“Not bad, not bad at all.”
Walking out of the Great Prison, Qin Mu was in high spirits.
He decided to reward himself with a big meal tomorrow.
***
In the Night, within the shadows, four figures looked up at the three large characters on the door plaque: “Seven Star Sect.”
“Move!”
With a low shout, three figures lunged forward.
One of the figures casually threw out a Formation that enveloped the Seven Stars Sect Branch, delaying the time it would take for the Court experts to notice.
“Hahaha! Kid Mo Qiu! Come out and meet your death!”
One of the figures instantly grew over ten meters tall, its massive fist smashing toward the Seven Stars Sect Branch.
Clang—
The fist collided with what seemed to be a protective array.
Seizing the opportunity, one of the figures quickly shouted, “Old Eighth, destroy that spot! That’s how you break the formation!”
As soon as the words fell, the Eighth Elder shattered the formation eye with a single strike.
“Hehe, I really must thank your Sect’s First Elder for his full support.”
The Fourth Elder retracted the formation map in his hand.
“Remember, besides taking Jing Kun away this time, we also need to take a kid named Qin Mu.”
“As you command!”
Mo Qiu, who had been meditating, was instantly jolted awake by the commotion of the formation being broken.
“The formation was actually broken! Who dares to attack my Seven Star Sect!”
Boom!
Mo Qiu crashed through the roof, only to see a burly man with the back of a tiger and the waist of a bear grinning at him.
“Elder Mo! Since this is our first meeting, I didn’t bring any gifts. How rude of me.”
Demonic Qi surged; it was a person from the Demon Clan.
“Hmph, just some insects hiding in the dark corners.”
Mo Qiu struck out with a wave of True Qi.
“Heh hahaha! Let me see just how far Elder Mo has practiced the Autumn Water Art!”
The Second Elder directly used the Lawful Manifestation of Heaven and Earth, smashing a fist toward Mo Qiu.
***
Back in the Room, a sudden tremor shook the area.
“Wha… what’s happening?”
Young Master Qin tried to steady himself, but suddenly he found he couldn’t mobilize the True Qi throughout his body.
Losing his balance, he stumbled.
“Mu’er.”
Young Master Qin fell forward into a soft, warm embrace.
“Miss… Miss Mengyu!”
Oh no, I got caught by Miss Mengyu after sneaking out…
To Qin Mu’s surprise, Miss Mengyu didn’t do her usual routine of pinching his ear and scolding him.
He looked up and saw that Miss Mengyu’s face was filled with gravity.
“Mu’er, stay here obediently. Do not run around.”
After Qin Mengyu finished speaking, she placed her brother on the Bed.
In the next instant, her figure vanished from the spot.
Qin Mu: ???
Right now, Young Master Qin was a bit confused about the situation.
While Qin Mu was at a loss, outside…
Boom!
Two figures collided.
One thin figure was smashed violently into the ground.
“Hehe, it seems I am still the superior one, Elder Mo.”
The Second Elder’s figure slowly descended, walking step by step toward Mo Qiu’s direction.
“A Nascent Soul Realm powerhouse… if I drink his blood, I imagine it will be quite delicious.”
A crimson tongue licked out; the Second Elder’s current appearance was like a Wild Beast that had been hungry for a long time.
“Cough, cough.”
Mo Qiu clutched his chest.
He never expected this person’s strength to be so overwhelming.
“If you want to kill an Elder of my Sect, you’ll have to see if you have the ability!”
With a sharp shout, a graceful figure in pink appeared.
“Holy Maiden… Your Highness…”
Mo Qiu said, panting for breath.
Qin Mengyu took a quick look at Mo Qiu’s current state.
With a flick of her slender hand, a bottle of Pills flew out.
“Take the Pill first. I will handle this person for now.”
Her beautiful eyes scanned the surroundings.
Curiously, despite such a large commotion, not a single Seven Star Sect Disciple had been awakened.
“Tsk tsk, little girl, stop looking. With this formation in place, anyone without Nascent Soul Realm strength will find it very hard to break free.”
The Second Elder’s eyes were full of greed as he looked at Qin Mengyu.
“This scent… it’s top-grade blood!”
“Hahaha! Wonderful! Not only do I get to drink the blood of a Nascent Soul expert, but I also encountered such top-grade blood!”
“Are you ready? Here I come!”