Chapter 0726 A Group of Small Fry

Chapter 0726 A Pack of Trash

Qin Yun wasn’t the least bit afraid of these people and sneered, "Why the hell should I leave? With just a bunch of trash like you, you think you’re worthy of making me leave?"

"You’re all alone, while we have so many people. If you stick with us, won’t you just be mooching off us?" the youth under Young Master Ye roared angrily. "It’s only out of respect for Miss Long that we’re politely asking you to leave. Otherwise, we’d have snapped your legs by now!"

That youth, eager to show off in front of his leader, was acting like hot shit.

"Hahaha… So having more people makes you stronger? Pathetic!" Qin Yun burst into laughter. "With trash like you, even ten of you couldn’t beat me!"

"Ten? You overestimate yourself. I could kill you with one hand!" The youth under Young Master Ye whipped out a spear and charged at Qin Yun, his body surging with waves of energy that stirred up a fierce gust of wind.

The gust rushed toward Qin Yun, while Xiao Yuemei, standing not far away, put on a show of being worried and pleaded for them to stop.

No one paid attention to Xiao Yuemei’s pleas, not even the young masters.

"Miss Long, this guy is too arrogant. We’re just putting him in his place so he remembers. Nothing serious will happen!" Young Master Ye chuckled. "Just watch—he’s nothing but a worthless punk who can’t even beat one of my underlings!"

The youth from the Ye family charged forward, thrusting his spear straight at Qin Yun’s throat—went straight for the kill right from the start.

His arrogance stemmed from two things: first, he was Young Master Ye’s golden boy, and second, he was at the Early Spiritual Martial Realm. Sizing up Qin Yun’s vibe wasn’t particularly strong, he believed he could defeat someone above his level.

Everyone knew this youth’s strength and figured Qin Yun was toast!

But just as the spear was about to strike, Qin Yun snatched the spearhead. Flames erupted from his palm, melting the spear on contact.

"I told you—you’re trash. You didn’t believe me? Did I really have to prove it for you?" Qin Yun mocked. After seizing the spearhead, he threw a punch. Before his fist even touched the youth, the shockwave alone shattered the young man’s body and exploded his inner Dao Dan.

Boom!

The youth under Young Master Ye was sent flying, crashing into a large tree before slamming heavily onto the ground, puking his guts out continuously.

A middle-aged man hurried over to check the injuries, his face turning grim.

"His Dao Dan is shattered!"

The crowd went wild.

They gave zero fucks about Qin Yun’s strength—they were stunned by his audacity. Right in front of Young Master Ye, he had crippled one of his underlings!

"Mò Róng, wasn’t that too ruthless?" Young Master Ye roared in anger. Originally, he had only planned to team up with the other young masters to humiliate this show-off from the Mò Róng family and make a fool out of him.

But he never expected things to escalate so quickly.

"Ruthless? He was just trying to stab through my throat!" Qin Yun sneered. "Young Master Ye, right? You’re such a coward. You’re clearly strong, yet you sent an Early Spiritual Martial Realm underling to deal with me. Were you just throwing him to the wolves?"

Qin Yun’s words put Young Master Ye in a difficult position. If he didn’t act now, his underlings would start doubting his strength.

"Mò Róng, grovel a hundred times to A-Yuan, then haul ass outta here, and I’ll spare your life! This is only out of respect for Miss Long. Otherwise, you’d already be dead!" Young Master Ye’s voice was icy.

"Our Boss Ye possesses the Purple-Gold Bear Martial Soul and is one of the baddest Mid Spiritual Martial Realm warriors in Chaotic Moon City!"

"Mò Róng, drop and beg already to A-Yuan to apologize, or you’ll lose your life!"

"If not for Miss Long’s soft spot and her dislike for seeing death, Boss Ye would’ve already killed you!"

"What are you standing around for? Get over there and grovel to A-Yuan, then scram!"

The underlings of Young Master Ye barked fiercely, snarling like rabid dogs.

The other young masters merely watched from the sidelines. Though they disliked this member of the Mò Róng family, they weren’t fools—they could tell he wasn’t someone to be trifled with.

"You mangy mutts, got the balls to kill me for your master? All bark and no bite!" Qin Yun laughed mockingly. "A pack of yapping cowards who never dare to strike—your Young Master Ye wasted his time raising you!"

Young Master Ye saw red and roared, "Don’t insult my men! I’ll kill you right now!"

As he spoke, a spectral violet-gold bear materialized around Young Master Ye, resembling an enraged beast. When he charged, the earth trembled beneath his steps, and his bone-chilling roars made everyone’s hair stand on end.

Young Master Ye lunged forward, his massive bear-like palm slamming down toward Qin Yun with such force that the ground beneath them caved in over a meter, leaving deep craters.

"With strength like this, you think you can kill me?" Qin Yun sneered. Watching the slow descent of the palm, he retaliated with a lightning-fast punch. The force of his punch exploded the arm into a crimson haze.

After all, Qin Yun was now a martial artist at the late-stage Lingwu Realm. The aura he emitted merely resembled that of a mid-stage Lingwu Realm fighter.

Since there were no late-stage Lingwu Realm martial artists here, Qin Yun was practically invincible!

Young Master Ye’s arm had been pulverized into a bloody haze, the metallic stench of blood hung thick in the air. His lackeys shuddered in horror.

Their idol, Young Master Ye, had been maimed in a heartbeat!

Young Master Ye himself immediately sensed the overwhelming gap in strength, especially when he felt the terrifying power radiating from Qin Yun. Terror seized him, his knees knocking like a frightened rabbit’s.

"Young Master Ye, weren’t you supposed to be strong?" Qin Yun taunted coldly.

"I—I—Mercy, Lord Mò Róng!" Young Master Ye suddenly dropped to his knees, kowtowing frantically.

The crowd was stunned. The ever-proud Young Master Ye was groveling like a whipped dog!

"I’m feeling generous—I’ll let your pathetic antics slide, and for Miss Long’s sake, I’ll spare you!" Qin Yun laughed heartily before walking toward Xiao Yuemei.

Just then, the resentful Young Master Ye suddenly pulled out a hidden mechanism and fired several poisoned needles. The instant those venomous needles shot out, the crowd wrote Qin Yun off for dead—he had his back turned!

"Watch out!" Xiao Yuemei called out. Like a phantom, she blurred into place behind Qin Yun. With a flick of her sleeve, she deflected the needles, sending them straight into Young Master Ye’s neck.

Once poisoned, Young Master Ye’s skin rapidly rotted away, a grotesque, flesh-melting spectacle.

The crowd gaped in shock. Who knew this dainty-looking girl could move like a damn shadow, effortlessly deflecting such a swift sneak attack?

Young Master Ye was dead. A wave of terror swept through everyone.

Especially the other young masters—who’d been all smiles with her moments ago—they had been chatting amiably with this woman in the Runes Hall earlier. Never had they imagined this polite, gentle lady was so formidable.

Young Master Ji frowned. "Miss Long, you’ve killed Young Master Ye. The Ye family won’t let you go! But if you marry me, you’ll be safe!"

Qin Yun burst into laughter. "Young Master Ji, you overestimate yourself. What the hell makes you think you’re good enough for Miss Long? She’s a Runes Master and a genius of the Long family. Even if she squashed you like the bugs you are, your elders wouldn’t dare touch her!"

Young Master Ji sneered. "Miss Long, don’t listen to him! If the Ye family elders find out, they’ll hunt you down! Come with me to the Ji family—marry me, and the Ye family won’t dare move against you!"

"Miss Long, you only killed Young Master Ye by accident! Come lay low with me at the Jiang estate!" Young Master Jiang stepped forward, reaching out to grab Xiao Yuemei’s hand, but she dodged.

"Oho, so it’s like that, is it?" Young Master Jiang grinned viciously. "You’re not walking away from this! Everyone, surround them both!" He leered. "Miss Long, you’ve taken so many treasures from us. Don’t you think you owe us a few nights in bed?"

The young masters’ thugs circled like wolves, hunger in their eyes.

Young Master Xia smirked. "How ‘bout I take you right here? Nothing like fresh air to set the mood!"

From the attitudes of these young masters and their lackeys, Qin Yun could tell they often collaborated in such depraved acts. Rage boiled in his veins—they were now ganging up to violate Xiao Yuemei!

Xiao Yuemei giggled darkly, "Since you all love sleeping so much, I'll let you sleep forever!"

As she spoke, a long sword appeared in her slender hand, cleanly piercing through Young Master Jiang's skull.

At the same time, Qin Yun sent several flying daggers whirling!

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

The daggers whirled lethally through the air, piercing through the bodies and heads of the lackeys, quickly cutting them down.

Xiao Yuemei also used her mental energy to control three long swords, transforming them into blurs of deadly steel that tore through many bodies with immense force.

Standing in the center, Qin Yun and Xiao Yuemei both activated the Divine Control Technique, manipulating their weapons to cut down those worthless thugs.

Young Master Ji, Young Master Jiang, and Young Master Xia lay on the ground, writhing and shrieking in agony.

"You wanted to sleep so badly, didn’t you? Even in the wild!" Xiao Yuemei controlled a sword and chirped mockingly, "Now you can sleep forever!"

With that, her sword slashed through the air, decapitating the young masters in one fluid motion!

Qin Yun curled his lips and scoffed, "These guys are truly pathetic trash!"

Xiao Yuemei took out the Soul Devouring Spirit Snake and said with a vicious grin, "They could only throw their weight around in Luanyue City!"

Afterward, Qin Yun and Xiao Yuemei chatted and laughed as they extracted the martial souls.

"Brother, you can have all these. I just want a fruit!" Xiao Yuemei said, delicately nibbling on a King-Grade Mystic Fruit.

The Fire Tiger Mystic Pattern, Dao Crystal Jade, and Mystic Heart Crystal were all given to Qin Yun.

Qin Yun knew Xiao Yuemei didn’t need those things—her mirror martial soul allowed her to cultivate rapidly.

Once they finished looting the bodies, they headed deeper into the Darkmoon Mountain Range.

But shortly after they set off, they suddenly sensed several oppressive martial auras approaching from behind—all Martial Lords at the Mystic Martial Realm!

"Why are they here so fast?" Qin Yun blurted out, startled, upon sensing the auras.

"It’s not the elders from those families… It’s Auntie! She can sense me, so she came!" Xiao Yuemei said in a hushed voice, "Brother, do you want to meet her?"

Qin Yun remembered that Xiao Xuanqin, Zi Qingcheng, and Shui Tianzi were together. Their appearance here likely meant they were tracking down Yang Shiyue and had encountered Xiao Yuemei along the way.

"Of course I’ll meet her. We’ll just hash things out!" Qin Yun didn't have a shred of fear.