Chapter 642: Chapter 600: Spare Life, Cripple Five Limbs! (4)
"AH!"
"NO!"
"AH!"
"NO!"
In the thickets, the earth-shattering cries echoed one after another, each more piercing and agonized than the last.
Outside the bushes, standing by the side of the desolate path, Qin Fan smirked. Although I don’t know exactly what method Amber has employed, judging by those soul-shaking, mournful screams, even if they didn’t die, their lives would be worse than death!
He didn’t have to wait long. After the screams ceased, Amber’s figure dashed out from the thickets at high speed. She stopped a meter behind Qin Fan, lowered her head, and called out, "Master!"
"Mm. Did you kill them all?" Qin Fan asked indifferently, without turning around.
"I didn’t kill them," Amber said. "I crippled their five limbs."
Crippled their five limbs? The words made even Qin Fan shiver slightly. It was a man’s subconscious reaction to hearing such a thing. Vicious! Too damn vicious! Such a fate is more inhumane than death itself!
Shaking off the fleeting astonishment, Qin Fan said lightly, "Alright, since we’re done here, let’s go." With that, he started walking.
"Master, how is Miss Jiang?" Amber asked, her voice trembling with uncertainty as she followed behind him. In truth, she knew the question was pointless. If something had really happened to Jiang Yino, would Master still have the composure to save me? Would he have such a calm expression?
"She’s fine, don’t worry," Qin Fan replied.
"Master, I want to avenge Miss Jiang!" Amber said, letting out a breath of relief, her teeth clenched and her expression fierce.
"The ones who deserved to die are all dead. There’s no need for you to seek vengeance," Qin Fan said, shaking his head, his entire being emanating the aura of a superior.
At this, Jiang Yino’s eyes quivered. She clenched her fists tightly, her face a mask of struggle and hesitation, filled with unspoken words.
One walking behind the other, the two proceeded slowly along the deserted road. After several dozen meters of silence, a glint of determination shone deep in Amber’s eyes. In a pleading tone, she looked up at Qin Fan’s back and said, "Master, I want to become stronger! I don’t want Miss Jiang to ever suffer another accident under my protection!"
"You can, but not right now. I have a task for you to complete first," Qin Fan said in a casual tone.
"Master, what is it?" Amber responded immediately, without a second thought.
"Find me a group of people," Qin Fan began, his light, relaxed tone never wavering, as if discussing some trivial matter. He had clearly already made his decision. "Find people who want to kill for revenge but are powerless to do so. Tell them I can give them the chance to kill their enemies, but in return, they must sell their lives to me."
Hearing this, Amber’s heart trembled. Her expression faltered as a realization seemed to dawn on her. Her face drained of color as she exclaimed, "Master, are you trying to—?"
"Yes," Qin Fan interrupted before she could finish. "Go. I’ll give you one week. Use your judgment and find me a group of people. The more, the better."
"Yes, Master! I’ll go right away!" Amber’s delicate frame jolted as she replied hastily. From his words, she understood Qin Fan’s intention to build his own force. But what’s the use of recruiting ordinary people? Although she was filled with questions, she didn’t dare ask any more. She understood her place in their master-servant relationship.
With a slight nod from Qin Fan, Amber turned and swiftly dashed away in the opposite direction.
As he watched her leave, Qin Fan gazed at the road ahead and muttered to himself, "Two hundred years ago, the Shura Hall appeared on the Cangqiong Continent. A hundred years ago, the Shura Hall gave birth to the Qiongheng Department. Fifty years ago, the Qiongheng Department produced three thousand Iron Cavalry! Three thousand Iron Cavalry who shattered every rule and order on the Cangqiong Continent! They called me Sovereign, and the entire Cangqiong Continent called me the Shura Venerable! Now, having gone from the Cangqiong Continent to Rebirth Earth, all I want is to live quietly, practice my cultivation, and protect Yinuo! But this world... hehe, forget it. Forbidden City, I hope you don’t court death."
The relaxed expression on his face had vanished, replaced by a somber one. Ye Jizu’s call, Ye Congjun’s intentions... these are definitely not groundless. Though I’ve lived for centuries longer than them, their senses have been honed for decades inside that circle. When it comes to the political winds of the Forbidden City, their instincts will always be sharper and more acute than mine, even for an old monster like me. The fact that Ye Congjun wants me in the capital at such a critical juncture means he has already sniffed something out. But even so, what of it? My return in this life was accompanied by a divine might that tramples all who defy law and authority! To think this mere mortal world could make me compromise... impossible! If there was to be a battle, he would turn the very sky into a sea of blood.
A chilling sneer spread across his face. As he walked, he pulled out his phone, found his university counselor’s number in his contacts, and dialed.
"Qin Fan?" When the call connected, a middle-aged woman, Counselor Wang, exclaimed in disbelief. It’s been over three months since the semester started, and if I remember correctly, Qin Fan has only attended a single class! Just one! If the School Committee hadn’t repeatedly told me not to bother him, I would have blown up his phone long ago! One class in three months? Is he even here to study? Even the spiritual spark of a genius will fade with such neglect!
"Yes, Counselor Wang," Qin Fan said, his tone humble and his smile polite. "I’m sorry. A lot has been going on recently, so I haven’t been able to attend classes. My apologies for the trouble."
With a wry smile, Counselor Wang sighed and shook her head, clearly unimpressed by his excuse. "Alright, spit it out. I’m sure student Qin Fan didn’t call me just to chat."
"Ahem!" Qin Fan coughed awkwardly. Hearing her wry tone, he didn’t beat around the bush and got straight to the point. "Well, it’s nothing much. I was just hoping to get Yao Jianjia’s phone number."
"What? Yao Jianjia’s phone number? Aren’t you two in the same class? Why are you going through me to get her number? Wait a minute—that’s not right. Qin Fan, isn’t the rumor all over campus that you and Yinuo are dating? Are you asking for Yao Jianjia’s number because you have a wandering eye?" It seems women have a natural inclination for gossip, and the university counselor was no exception. Qin Fan’s simple question immediately sent her mind down that path.
At this, Qin Fan could only manage a helpless, wry smile. Shaking his head, he said, "Counselor Wang, you’re overthinking it. I want her number because I need to ask her something. I’m asking you for it because I don’t want to see her. Frankly, she annoys me."
"Could it be that the little lady has feelings for you?" Counselor Wang immediately followed up.
"Ahem, no, absolutely not!" Qin Fan quickly denied, eager to change the subject. "That’s not it at all. Anyway, Counselor Wang, is now a good time? If so, could you send her number to me?"
Hearing that Qin Fan didn’t want to chat any longer, Counselor Wang, who had hoped to get a little closer to him, felt a pang of disappointment. She could only say, "Alright, fine. I’ll send it to you right now."
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