Chapter 0572 Sentence Reduction

Chapter 0572 Reduced Sentence

Granny Ma shouted at the cage behind her, "Quiet!"

The clan disciple was so frightened by her roar that his face turned pale.

Granny Ma stared coldly at Qin Yun, who remained calm and composed, and snapped, "What exactly do you want? A three-year sentence reduction? That’s impossible! Since you participated in a private duel, then—"

"Enough, I want to sleep!" Qin Yun lay on the ground, turned over, and started fake-snoring.

Granny Ma was furious and wanted to yank Qin Yun out and thrash him.

Qin Yun was now certain that the match Granny Ma needed him for was extremely important. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have bit back her anger to come here, nor would she have made an exception to reduce his sentence.

"Qin Yun, don’t get too carried away!" Granny Ma shouted. "Six months! Just six months in confinement—is that acceptable?"

After all, she was from the Dharma Protector Hall and had to uphold the rules. Making an exception to reduce his sentence was already a rare concession.

Releasing Qin Yun without any punishment would completely violate the sect’s regulations.

The old sticklers in the Dharma Protector Hall would never tolerate such a thing.

Qin Yun remained lying on the ground, silent.

He didn’t want to stay a single day longer, let alone six months.

"Granny Ma, you’d better find someone else! I’ve suddenly grown fond of this dungeon—lying here for three years isn’t so bad!" Qin Yun chuckled, lying there with his legs propped up.

Granny Ma could clearly see that Qin Yun was playing her to maximize his gains.

She kicked herself for not being shrewd or composed enough, allowing Qin Yun to realize how crucial this matter was and thus call the shots.

If she had remained calm from the start, they might have already reached an agreement.

Of course, Qin Yun’s Spirit Companion Ling Yuner was sharp too.

Right now, it was Ling Yuner egging Qin Yun on.

In this kind of standoff, as long as he endured, he could name his price.

Granny Ma stared coldly at Qin Yun, her expression turning thunderous. She had heard all about Qin Yun's reputation.

Now, after dealing with him directly, she finally understood why Qin Yun, despite stirring up so much trouble, was still alive and well.

"You want complete release, don’t you?" Granny Ma said coldly. "Fine, then I’ll reduce your sentence—only two more days! You’ve already been locked up for several days, so that's punishment enough!"

"But the condition is, you must win that competition to receive the sentence reduction!"

Watching Granny Ma cave, the clan disciples were both shocked and envious.

They couldn’t understand—how important was this competition that it forced Granny Ma to make such a huge concession?

The clan factions had sacrificed their disciples to keep Qin Yun imprisoned, all to prevent him from participating in the Martial Arts Championship.

But now, that plan was about to fail.

The clan disciples here were ready to weep, knowing Qin Yun would soon be free.

"I'll fight," Qin Yun said, "but whether I win or lose, I walk free!" "If you refuse, the next time we talk, my price goes up!"

"In your dreams!" Granny Ma snapped.

"Fine, get out then! If you still want me to go out for the match, I'll start making demands!" Qin Yun chuckled, wearing a cocky grin.

The clan disciples itched to egg her on and have Granny Ma teach Qin Yun a lesson, but none dared to speak.

Everyone knew Granny Ma had a fuse shorter than a matchstick.

Yet now, before Qin Yun, she seemed powerless.

Granny Ma gritted her teeth, barely holding back her rage.

"Fine, then stay in this prison for three years!" she snorted angrily and turned to leave.

Granny Ma truly left.

The dungeon went dead quiet again.

The Long family disciple burst into laughter. "Qin Yun, you’re done for! You've angered Granny Ma—kiss your future here goodbye!"

"Qin Yun, you bastard! What an idiot, throwing away such a great opportunity and provoking Granny Ma! You’ve got no sense!" another clan disciple mocked. "From now on, the Dharma Protector Hall will have their eyes on you. The moment you step out of line, you’ll be arrested!"

Just as the disciples were trash-talking Qin Yun, Granny Ma returned.

Everyone in the dungeon gaped as she returned.

Granny Ma had left in fury, yet now she returned—clearly intending to compromise with Qin Yun.

That match was a make-or-break moment.

Among all the disciples of Immortal Blade City, only Qin Yun could go out and defeat Ying Chengyu's disciple.

If Immortal Blade City lost this match, they would have to surrender the Celestial Artifact.

The Celestial Artifact was priceless, so they’d guard it with their lives.

"Qin Yun, as long as you participate in the match, win or lose, You walk free—no strings!" Granny Ma’s tone was calm, no longer as aggressive as before.

"Let me rough ’em up!" Qin Yun grinned as he got up from the ground, brushing dirt off his clothes.

"Speak. Just don’t go too far," Granny Ma said.

The clan disciples were boiling with jealousy.

Now they understood the importance of extraordinary inscription talent—it had made Granny Ma eat humble pie.

"Over your dead body!" one shouted. "Granny Ma is fair and just—she’d never agree to something like this!"

"Granny Ma, please don’t give in to a slimeball like Qin Yun!"

"You bottom-feeder! You’re forcing Granny Ma to act unjustly!"

"Granny Ma sees everything clearly and is impartial—don’t yield to a two-bit weasel like Qin Yun!"

The clan disciples exploded in protest, like yapping mutts.

Granny Ma’s voice was ice. "Qin Yun, just leave ’em breathing."

Upon hearing Granny Ma's words, the clan disciples turned ashen-faced, wailing in despair.

Granny Ma opened Qin Yun's cell door.

Cracking his knuckles, Qin Yun walked out with a smile.

Then, Granny Ma opened the cell door of one of the clan disciples and coldly said to him, "Don't resist. Let Qin Yun hit you! If you dare fight back, I'll increase your confinement by ten years!"

"Granny Ma, you can't do this..." the disciple pleaded.

"This is my territory, and I do as I please. Besides, this is part of your punishment! You deliberately provoked Qin Yun with ill intent, so I'm increasing your punishment!" Granny Ma sneered. "Does that satisfy you?"

Qin Yun stepped into the cell and punched the Long family disciple in the face, laughing, "Granny Ma is truly wise! I'll thoroughly discipline them!"

Boom! Smack! Thud!

Qin Yun alternated between fists and palms, relentlessly pummeling the disciple, who screamed in agony.

The other clan disciples nearby trembled at the screams.

"Qin Yun, take it easy. Don't cripple them, or I won't be able to explain it," Granny Ma frowned slightly.

"Don't worry, I know exactly what I'm doing!" Qin Yun chuckled, continuing to beat the disciple mercilessly.

Soon, the disciple was beaten to a pulp, lying on the ground and sobbing.

Qin Yun glanced at the next cell and grinned, "Enjoying the show? You're next!"

The disciple in that cell was from the Yang family.

Seeing Granny Ma open the door, he immediately begged Qin Yun with a pleading look, "Master Qin Yun, Lord Qin Yun, please spare me! Let me off this once!"

Qin Yun wasn't having it—these were the same people who had cursed him viciously earlier.

"When I was hanging over the Immortal Fire Pool, you all happily set me on fire. Of course, I must repay such kindness!" Qin Yun laughed as he began pummeling the man.

None of them dared fight back—resisting meant ten more years in confinement.

After all, no one except the Dharma Protector Hall could visit this dungeon, so whatever happened here stayed hidden.

Only when these disciples were released after three years could they report to their elders.

Within half an hour, all the clan disciples in those cells had been soundly beaten by Qin Yun, left in agony.

Now, just the sight of Qin Yun's smile filled them with terror.

"You guys tried to trap me here for three years, but now I'm free while you're still stuck inside... Haha!" Qin Yun roared with laughter before following Granny Ma out of the dungeon.

After being led out, Qin Yun was ushered into a carriage, where Granny Ma threw him a set of clothes.

"Put these on. They're the uniform of our Immortal Blade City."

It was an exquisitely tailored blue uniform. Once dressed and groomed, Qin Yun looked dashing and energetic, making his handsome features even more pronounced.

"Here's your identity token." Granny Ma handed him a jade plaque. "Let your blood drip on it."

After doing so, Qin Yun grinned. "From today onward, I'm a full member of Immortal Blade City!"

"Hmph!" Granny Ma snorted, unsure just how much chaos this kid would bring to the Celestial Armory in the future.

Qin Yun whistled cheerfully as he followed Granny Ma, flying outside the Celestial Armory.

Chu Binyu and the others, seeing Qin Yun's beaming smile, finally relaxed completely.

The elders from the clan factions seethed with anger.

"Granny Ma, Qin Yun violated sect rules by engaging in an unauthorized duel and was supposed to be imprisoned for three years! After the competition, send him back to the dungeon!" one of the elders stepped forward and said.

"Qin Yun has mastered extraordinary inscription techniques. By competing to protect the honor of our Celestial Armory City, he is making up for his offense. Therefore, I’ve reduced his sentence—he’ll only serve two days!" Granny Ma said coldly.

Everyone knew that Qin Yun had only spent two or three days in the dungeon, which meant he would be free after the competition.

"Granny Ma... rules cannot be broken!" another elder snapped.

"If we lose the Celestial Artifact, will you take responsibility? The sect leader has decreed that if we fail to protect it, the five Dharma Protectors of the Dharma Protector Hall must cut off an arm each!" Granny Ma said icily. "You all benefit from the abundant resources of Celestial Armory City. If the Celestial Artifact is truly lost, you’re just as accountable as us!"