Live-in Son-in-law

Murong Qianxun looked coldly at Cong Yang.

Everyone was gloating, looking as if they were about to watch a good show.

Cong Yang clapped his hands and said, "I almost forgot, maybe you still want a drink, right?"

Everyone: "..."

"Brother Cong, Fairy Qianxun is not one for worldly desires, you can't win her over with these things," Wu Zhao said with a cheerful look, for Cong Yang wasn't the only one who had an interest in Murong Qianxun; many here admired her.

Murong Qianxun was not as stunning as Xia Yanbing, but like a snow lotus on the peak of a snow mountain, she had an ethereal purity untainted by worldly matters.

Besides, this place was full of Arhats, not to mention a woman like Murong Qianxun, even a flower here would have admirers.

Cong Yang glared at Wu Zhao and said in a gruff voice, "Not for worldly desires, then she must know barbecue, otherwise what does she eat? Air from the northwest?"

Wu Zhao: "..."

Everyone was surprised; Cong Yang seemed simple, but he had quite a way with words.

"Fairy Qianxun, how about I invite you to the city for Western food? If you don't want to go, I can bring it back for you," Wu Zhao said with a flattering smile.

Murong Qianxun ignored him completely, turned around, and went straight into her room, slamming the door shut with a clang.

"Wu Zhao, damn you, what are you messing around for?" Cong Yang glared with dissatisfaction.

Wu Zhao laughed mockingly, "You invited a fairy to eat roast rabbit, what were you thinking? There's no romance in that at all."

"Mind your own business, that's my affair. You have romance, yet she still ignored you, right?"

Wu Zhao raised his neck and said, "She ignored me to save your face, so as not to discourage you. If it weren't for you being here, Fairy Qianxun would have agreed to me long ago."

"Dream on in your fantasies. Fairy Qianxun would like someone with your skinny arms and legs? She has better taste than that."

Wu Zhao sneered, "You have the nerve to talk about me. At least I have some charisma. You're covered in hair and call others monsters. Look at yourself; you look like an incomplete evolution of a gorilla. Do you think the fairy would like a beast?"

"Beauty and the Beast, haven't you heard that story? Shall I tell you about it?"

Wu Zhao said proudly, "As long as you admit you're a beast. I don't want to hear a beast telling stories. Show me what you've got if you're capable."

"Bring it on. If you're willing to die, I'm willing to bury you," Cong Yang was undaunted.

Wu Zhao was amused by anger, "I really admire your audacious courage. Come, I'll teach you a lesson in no time."

Cong Yang stepped forward and faced Wu Zhao head-on. Heads may break, blood may flow, but pride before a beauty cannot be lost.

Qin Yi shook his head helplessly, turned, and soared into the sky, disappearing as a streak of light.

No need to look; the outcome was obvious. Cong Yang's cultivation was far inferior to Wu Zhao's, not a match at all, only bound to be defeated.

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...

Qin Yi stayed in the city overnight.

The next day, the army set out, heading straight for Blood Cloud Tower.

Blood Cloud Tower was in the west, under the domain of the White Tiger Guardian God.

Blood Cloud Tower's Vice Building Owner, Xie Wang, and Mo Lin, among others, were Qin Yi's plants.

Qin Yi had long known Blood Cloud Tower's address from them.

This time, Blood Cloud Tower helped Sha Chen and others infiltrate Longxia, yet Xie Wang and others did not inform him. It ultimately came down to Qin Yi's initial leniency, as enemies are always enemies, truly never subservient?

Qin Yi used the connection with Azure Dragon to directly mobilize two armed aircraft.

That evening, they arrived at Nine Demon Mountain.

The grudge with Blood Cloud Tower had initially started because of Lan Jiaojiao, and Qin Yi had never acted against Blood Cloud Tower to leave them for Lan Jiaojiao.

Unfortunately, that one moment of hesitation resulted in a disaster, harming Duan Yiyi.

Blood Cloud Tower's lair was inside Nine Demon Mountain; the name came from nine mountains linked together.

Of course, the map showed this place as Nine Sun Mountain; only Blood Cloud Tower referred to it as Nine Demon Mountain.

Blood Cloud Tower had nine Great Elders, spread across the surrounding eight mountains. The Tower Master and Vice Building Owner resided atop the central mountain.

"As I just said, except for Murong Qianxun and Xiahou Jun's team coming with me up the main peak, the other eight teams will sweep each of the surrounding eight mountains."

"Yes."

Qin Yi's gaze was indifferent, without any emotion, "Remember, I want not even a chicken or dog spared."

"Yes."

Everyone took their orders, their morale soaring.

Qin Yi led twenty people, heading straight for the central main peak.

Wu Zhao and others led their own teams towards the surrounding dominant peaks.

It was already late at night.

Qin Yi left five people to guard the mountain path, to kill anyone who tried to escape downhill without mercy.

He, Murong Qianxun, and Xiahou Jun traversed through the air. On the mountain path, Blood Cloud Tower guards were present, and Qin Yi instructed them to charge directly.

Blood Cloud Tower's lair was built halfway up the mountain where there was an open space. Near the rock face were stone and wood buildings.

Qin Yi's eyes coldly surveyed the building complex below, raised his hand and struck downward, a vast Purple Light towering handprint descended with a thunderous crash.

Boom!

The largest, most luxurious palace-style structure was directly obliterated by a single palm strike, its dome collapsed, walls cracked, smoke and dust rolling like waves.

"Xue Wuya, get out here!"

Qin Yi's voice akin to thunder shook the mountain, sending boulders rolling down.

Xue Wuya was Blood Cloud Tower's Tower Master.

Qin Yi had long known this name from Xie Wang.

As the main hall collapsed, several figures stumbled out in disarray.

Among them, an old man in a blood robe looked up at Qin Yi in the sky, a panic-stricken look on his aged face.

Simultaneously, lights blazed below, shadows moved.

"Who dares cause trouble on my Nine Demon Mountain," a sinister voice rang out, questioning Qin Yi and others.

Qin Yi and the other two descended directly from mid-air.

More than forty blood-robed, menacing individuals surged like a snow cloud.

The two sides stared at each other from a distance.

Among the leading elders was Xie Wang. When he saw Qin Yi, his body trembled uncontrollably, fear evident on his face.

"Make Xue Wuya come out." Xiahou Jun said coldly.

An elder with white hair and a blood-colored robe spoke with a chilly expression, "Qin Yi, we meet again."

This was the elder in a blood robe who attacked Qin Yi's residence that night and finally fled.

"So you're Xue Wuya?" Qin Yi's eyes narrowed slightly.

Xue Wuya sneered, "What? I killed your woman, and you still don't know who I am?"

A terrifying killing intent suddenly surged around Qin Yi.

Xue Wuya's expression changed slightly, "Qin Yi, I didn't expect you to dare to charge in directly. I didn't kill your woman; you should seek vengeance against the Wolf Country, not me."

Qin Yi looked at Xue Wuya coldly, the murderous intent in his eyes so tangible it turned into blades slicing through the air around them.