Chapter 28: Beyond Expectation

Listening to Qin Mu’s description, Qin Mengyu’s face grew colder and colder.

Long Shengtian was drenched in sweat.

Going head-to-head with Qin Mengyu, a Nascent Soul cultivator—impossible!

Absolutely impossible!

Even if he had the experience of the Tribulation Stage, he couldn’t win.

The gap was too vast.

The only choice left was to run away.

As Long Shengtian’s blood and Qi churned within him, he prepared to activate a secret technique and escape.

“Humph!”

Qin Mengyu immediately sensed Long Shengtian’s abnormality.

With a light touch of her finger, she shattered the Qi and blood he had gathered.

“Pfft!”

The secret technique was broken, and Long Shengtian spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.

“Trying to escape under my nose? Are you underestimating this Holy Maiden?”

Qin Mengyu walked toward Long Shengtian, each step sounding like the footsteps of death to his ears.

“Holy Maiden! I know the location of the Practice Heaven Cauldron!”

Forced to the edge, Long Shengtian spoke.

The Practice Heaven Cauldron—one of the top ten ranked artifact cauldrons among alchemists—held fatal allure for any alchemist.

Long Shengtian hoped that revealing its location might earn Qin Mengyu’s mercy, but events unfolded beyond his expectations.

Qin Mengyu stopped in front of him, her tone calm.

“I can learn that by searching your soul.”

Long Shengtian never expected Qin Mengyu to be so ruthless.

“If that’s how it is, don’t blame me for being impolite!”

Madness filled Long Shengtian’s eyes.

The next moment, cracks spread densely across his body.

Boom!

His body exploded, blood mist billowing.

Qin Mengyu couldn’t explain it, but the blood mist gave her a strange feeling.

In the blink of an eye, she appeared by her younger brother’s side.

“Mu’er, hold your breath.”

Qin Mu instantly obeyed.

A slender finger formed a seal.

Surging Danfire erupted, forming a sea of flames that collided with the blood mist, sending ripples through the surrounding space before finally settling down.

Recalling the blood mist, Qin Mengyu searched her mind.

“The Demon Clan’s Blood Explosion…”

She muttered.

The Demon Clan, mortal enemies of all living beings on the Heavenly Profound Continent.

Regardless of whether they were Human Clan, Demon Clan (Beast), or any other race, cultivators had to cut away the Turbid Energy within themselves on their path.

If Turbid Energy entered the body, it led to deviation and madness.

The severed Turbid Energy didn’t vanish into thin air—it accumulated.

Strong Turbid Energy would devour the weak, eventually giving birth to a bizarre race—the Demon Clan.

The Demon Clan were violent by nature, slaughtering all life, greed, hatred, and obsession incarnate—the embodiment of humanity’s darkest impulses.

Qin Mu stared at the empty spot where a person had stood just moments ago.

My goodness, was that a legendary self-detonation?

But wasn’t self-detonation only possible for those who reached the Golden Core stage?

Qin Mu was utterly confused but deeply shocked.

“Elder Sister Mengyu…that guy, is he dead?”

Qin Mengyu shook her head.

“I sensed a faint thread of life escaping just now. He’s not dead yet.”

This time, Qin Mengyu had let her guard down.

She thought her opponent was merely at the Qi Cultivation stage—no threat.

Who would’ve thought she’d suffer a setback?

She could’ve acted earlier, but with Mu’er here, his cultivation wasn’t enough to resist the blood mist.

Nani!

Qin Mu was stunned inside.

For the first time in his life, he saw his elder sister make a mistake.

How terrifying is that guy’s strength!

You’re already so outrageous at the Qi Cultivation stage. Does your family know?

“Let’s not talk about this for now.”

Qin Mengyu looked at her brother with a gentle smile.

“Hmhm~ Mu’er, where did that fragrance on you come from? Can you tell Elder Sister?”

Although Elder Sister Mengyu was smiling, her eyes betrayed no hint of amusement.

Qin Mu’s throat bobbed, cold sweat dripping from his forehead.

“Gulp…Elder Sister Mengyu, let me explain!”

“Okay! Elder Sister wants to hear what Mu’er has to say~”

Qin Mengyu pressed closer, grabbing Young Master Qin’s wrist so tightly he bared his teeth in pain.

So scary!

Elder Sister Mengyu is terrifying!

Qin Mu was trembling, walking on thin ice.

“Elder Sister Mengyu, you know I was badly injured. My storage pouch was also taken. I had no pills…It was Zi—Liu Zixi who saved me.”

Qin Mu hurriedly changed his words.

That was close—he nearly blurted out “Senior Sister Zixi”.

If Elder Sister Mengyu heard, I’d be finished—my butt would definitely be beaten red tonight.

“So, this Miss Liu Zixi saved you?”

“Yes. That’s why, Elder Sister Mengyu, she’s my lifesaver.”

“A debt of life must be repaid. Is she beautiful?”

“Not as beautiful as Elder Sister Mengyu! Elder Sister Mengyu is the number one beauty in the world!”

“How’s her figure?”

“Not even one ten-thousandth of Elder Sister Mengyu’s!”

“Her personality?”

“In my eyes, Elder Sister Mengyu is the most beautiful and kind!”

“Hmhm~”

Qin Mengyu was satisfied by her brother’s compliments.

With a wave of her jade hand, a bottle of pills appeared.

“Here, give this bottle to Miss Liu as a thank-you gift. When we return to the sect, we’ll make up the rest.”

A Demon Clan appeared within the Seven Star Sect.

This was big news—it had to be reported to Aunt Lu.

***

On the other side.

Liu Zixi stood in a white dress, her stunning beauty and mysterious aura attracting countless male disciples’ gazes.

Suddenly, Liu Zixi smiled—a smile that could topple kingdoms.

“Senior Sister Zixi!”

Qin Mu ran over and handed her the bottle of pills from Elder Sister Mengyu.

“What’s this…?”

Liu Zixi took it.

Opening it, a rich medicinal fragrance burst forth.

“It’s from Elder Sister Mengyu. Senior Sister Zixi saved me, so please accept it.”

Liu Zixi poured out a pill.

It was round, golden, and warm in her palm.

Judging by the pill patterns, it was a Foundation Establishment Pill—and a Perfect Foundation Establishment Pill at that!

“Junior Brother, thank you so much!”

Liu Zixi, overwhelmed, hugged Qin Mu.

Even with Spirit Refining Grass, she couldn’t guarantee refining a Perfect Foundation Establishment Pill.

A beauty in his arms.

It was the first time Qin Mu had hugged a woman other than his two elder sisters.

Her soft body and pleasant scent made Young Master Qin dizzy.

“Zi…Zi Xi Senior Sister…”

Qin Mu’s excitement made his words stutter.

It was too much.

For someone like Young Master Qin, this was the first time feeling the embrace of a girl (excluding the two elder sisters by default).

Sensing the junior brother’s trembling, Liu Zixi brought her cherry lips close to Qin Mu’s ear.

“Hoo—Junior Brother, your reaction is so cute~”

Her warm breath tingled his ear.

Qin Mu struggled to stay upright.

“Senior Sister Zixi, p-please stop teasing me…”

After a while, Liu Zixi released him.

Seeing his red face, she felt deeply satisfied.

For some reason, whenever she saw Junior Brother, she wanted to get closer.

She’d heard that boys liked big sisters—did she have a little-brother complex?

“All right, Junior Brother. I can only accompany you this far. My cultivation is still too low—I can’t go any further.”

Qin Mu’s face filled with reluctance.

Senior Sister Zixi had treated him so well—of course, he liked her.

As expected, good times were always short-lived.

Noticing his disappointment, Liu Zixi patted his small head.

“Once we’re out of the blessed land, you can come find Senior Sister anytime. You’re always welcome.”