Chapter 63: Chapter 63: Killing Intent in the Jungle
Qin Li really wasn’t very interested in these young masters and ladies. Ever since Shiyu had left, his horizons had already expanded beyond Yellow Sand City, taking in the entire Celestial Essence Continent. Ancient legends, mysterious ruins, and supreme experts were all far more appealing to him than rich kids like Qin Feng, Qin Hu, and Mo Feifei.
As for hatred, when he really thought about it, it wasn’t that big a deal. Having experienced many hardships, Qin Li had long known that the vast majority of people in this world were the type to flatter the powerful and trample the weak. If he were to get caught up with every single one of them, he wouldn’t have time for anything else.
So, after Qin Hanyue had also left, Qin Li had already decided that if they didn’t provoke him again, he would completely let go of this grudge.
In the end, even if Qin Hu had angered this body’s previous owner to the point of coughing up blood and dying, from another perspective, wasn’t it also that the previous Qin Li’s mental fortitude was simply too weak?
When a person is poor and of low status, they have no so-called face, let alone any dignity. All they have is a pitiful shred of self-respect! ’Think about it,’ he mused. ’They were born noble. Why should they give me face? Why should they care about my dignity?’
For the previous Qin Li, when faced with humiliation and mockery, the right thing to do wasn’t to get angry or furious, and certainly not to overestimate his own strength and fight back. Instead, he should have worked hard in silence, striven to improve, until one day he could stand so high that they would have to look up to him, and he could crush them all underfoot!
At that time, looking back, whether he chose to take his satisfying revenge or just smile nonchalantly would be entirely up to his mood!
If hard work and striving still didn’t yield the perfect result, then the best solution was to leave. To go far, far away, to a strange new place, and live a simple, ordinary life—that might not be a bad choice either.
Such is life. Some people can command the winds and clouds, laughing proudly in the Martial World, while others can only live a life of mediocrity. In truth, both are just living. As long as you have the right mindset, you can live happily.
Have you not seen that Emperors, generals, and ministers are beset by worries day and night, scheming and backstabbing, with nine out of ten things not going their way? Have you not seen that even the poor can have a wife, children, and a warm bed, a plate of meat and a cup of wine, their whole family filled with joy?
In Qin Li’s eyes, the brothers Qin Feng and Qin Hu, as well as Mo Feifei, were all just spoiled brats from powerful families. They would never think from another person’s perspective, let alone show any consideration for others. Although selfishness is human nature, children like them were mostly of the extremely selfish and extremely cold-hearted type.
Qin Li wouldn’t feel a shred of regret if he never had to interact with such people again for the rest of his life. But if they continued to pester him endlessly, intent on taking his life as they were before, then he wouldn’t mind digging a grave for them right here in this deep mountain forest!
Qin Li’s figure moved through the forest like a leopard—silent and agile. He weaved and dodged, preparing to circle around the group and continue deeper into the woods.
But suddenly, Qin Li heard a roar filled with grief and fury: "You Qin family bastards, this isn’t over! If even one of us escapes today, we’ll fight your Qin Family to the death!"
Qin Li’s body froze for a moment. He stopped. That was right, the voice belonged to Hu. Without any hesitation, Qin Li turned and began moving toward the sound. If it had been anyone else, it wouldn’t have been his business in the slightest. Qin Li naturally would have ignored it. He wasn’t a Saint who could bathe the world in holy light; he was just an ordinary person with his own selfish attachments.
Hu had shown him kindness. He was a man who valued loyalty and friendship. Qin Li couldn’t just stand by and watch him die.
"Fight us to the death? Tsk tsk. Just a few weakling Adventurers? A bunch of dirt-poor Hunters? You can fight us to the death in the underworld after you’re dead! And don’t you worry, that little bastard Qin Li will be joining you soon enough!"
Mo Feifei’s sarcastic, grating voice rang out once more.
Qin Li’s eyes narrowed, shooting out two cold glints of light. A muscle in his jaw twitched violently. ’Fine,’ he thought. ’I was originally going to let you go. My heart isn’t that magnanimous. I might not be one to seek revenge for every little slight, but I’ve never been a do-gooder either! Since you want me dead so badly, then I’ll oblige you. Let’s see who dies first!’
At that moment, Qin Hu’s nonchalant voice drifted over. "Leave the two women for me. They’re both quite pretty. It would be a shame to just kill them."
"Brother Hu, you’re such a perv, you have no shame!" Mo Feifei giggled, then added, "Brother Feng is still the best!"
"Heh, little Feng is going to marry you in a couple of years. You’ll finally get your wish. You should take pity on your unwanted big brother, shouldn’t you?" Qin Hu said with a smirk.
From the side came Qin Feng’s cold snort. "I’ve already said it. I won’t even consider marriage until I reach the Celestial Level!"
"Brother Feng, you know I’m willing to wait for you."
Every word of their conversation entered Qin Li’s ears. Listening to the sounds of fighting nearby, Qin Li didn’t rush out recklessly. He knew that for the two prized young masters of the Qin Family and the City Lord’s daughter to come to a place like this, it was impossible for them not to have guards. From the sound of it, the guards they brought couldn’t be weak, otherwise the group wouldn’t be chatting so leisurely.
Qin Li leaped into the air like an agile monkey and landed on a massive tree so thick it would take more than ten people to encircle. The tree’s branches were lush and dense, unchanged by the winter, making him completely invisible from the outside.
Qin Li casually placed his backpack on a flat spot on the tree, then flew toward a higher point. The Lightweight Skill Qin Li originally cultivated was the orthodox Daoist School’s Cloud Ladder Jump.
This Lightweight Skill wasn’t originally as miraculous as the legends claimed, but running up walls and over eaves was still effortless.
But ever since Qin Li transmigrated and the Innate Purple Qi appeared in his Dantian, the Cloud Ladder Jump had mutated drastically. It transformed into a combat technique of the Celestial Essence Continent, truly reaching the legendary state described in the myths.
As long as the Innate Purple Qi in his Dantian did not wane, Qin Li could even ascend and descend as if walking on invisible steps in the air!
Of course, doing so consumed an enormous amount of Primordial Power. Even with his powerful Innate Purple Qi, he wouldn’t do it lightly. He would only show it off on specific occasions to intimidate others.
But it was precisely because his Lightweight Skill had become so powerful that he was confident he could get close to Qin Feng and the others without being discovered.
At this moment, Qin Li was like a nimble bird, his body exceedingly light as he dashed across the tops of ancient trees hundreds of meters tall. Without the slightest fluctuation of Primordial Power, his aura completely concealed, he instantly arrived above the battle below without anyone noticing.
Qin Li looked down, and a wave of fury instantly surged through him, his eyes turning slightly red. Now he understood why Hu had sounded so grief-stricken. At this very moment, Hu, Leng Yao, and Bu Yunyan were standing back-to-back in a triangular formation. Beside them, the jovial He Laosan had a massive hole in his chest, the blood already starting to congeal. His eyes were wide open; he was as dead as could be. The quiet, wooden Li Jian was sprawled on the ground, motionless, a trail of blood flowing out from under his body. It looked like he was gone, too.
Surrounding them were a dozen or so men, every one of them with a relaxed expression. Judging from the aura they exuded, these people were, at the very least, Profound Level Martial Artists!
To one side stood another dozen or so guards, doing nothing, protectively surrounding Qin Feng, Qin Hu, and Mo Feifei like stars around the moon. The trio all wore easy, relaxed smiles on their faces, showing no discomfort at the bloody scene before them.
Mo Feifei sneered disdainfully, "It’s your bad luck for getting mixed up with that little bastard Qin Li. Besides, you actually had the guts to provoke people from the Qin Family. You must be tired of living. Alright, you lot, hurry it up. Kill this big, ugly eyesore. As for the two women... honestly, be careful not to hurt them, or Brother Hu will get angry. *Yawn*... I’m getting sleepy. Faster, faster!"
As she spoke, Mo Feifei raised a delicate, pale hand to cover her mouth. Her five fingernails were painted a vivid red, like fresh blood.
WHOOSH!
A strand of Sword Qi, silent and traceless, descended from above, stabbing straight for the top of Mo Feifei’s head!
"This is bad!"
"An assassin!"
"Watch out!"
Below, chaos erupted instantly!
