Chapter 0637 The Appearance of the Evil Dragon

**Chapter 0637: The Arrival of the Evil Dragon**

Long Yongliang was the young master. If his father was away, he wielded the most power in the city.

Upon hearing his voice, the people inside Long Manor hurriedly opened the gates and rushed out.

As soon as they emerged, they saw Long Yongliang being held by someone, with a talisman plastered on his forehead.

"Long Yongliang is your young master, right? You'd better cooperate. If you anger me, this talisman on his forehead will explode!" Qin Yun pushed Long Yongliang forward as he entered Long Manor.

Long Manor was extremely spacious. Once inside, Qin Yun found himself in a vast courtyard.

Some among the Long family were at the Spirit Martial Realm, but their strength was no match for Qin Yun.

"Don’t make a move! Do your best to meet this man’s demands!"

Furious as he was, Long Yongliang cared more about his own life.

He knew full well that the man who had captured him could wipe out multiple Martial Lords with ease.

He believed he had been snatched just because the other party wanted something.

"Our young master is the son of Long Zhigui! You should know that Long Zhigui is the city lord here and also an elder of the Medicine Immortal Valley!" A middle-aged man snapped.

"Of course I know!" Qin Yun let out a dark chuckle.

"If you know, then release the young master immediately! Otherwise, you’re a dead man!"

The middle-aged man spoke coldly, believing Long Zhigui’s name alone should intimidate the person before him.

Qin Yun threw his head back laughing. "What if I don’t? Can Long Zhigui come and kill me right now?"

"You should know that Lord Long Zhigui is an elder of the Medicine Immortal Valley and a core figure of the Long family! If you offend him, nowhere you can hide—no matter where you run, he will hunt you down!"

The middle-aged man's voice was full of menace. "Many have caused trouble here before—even disciples from immortal sects—and every last one ended up dead!"

Qin Yun wasn’t buying it. He said to the middle-aged man, "On your knees! A bootlicker like you, serving Long Zhigui, can’t be any good!"

"You—"

The middle-aged man was at the late Spirit Martial Realm, no slouch himself. Though he served Long Zhigui, he held considerable status here.

Qin Yun gripped Long Yongliang’s arm and flooded it with searing thunderfire energy.

"Ahhh—!" Long Yongliang howled in pain.

"Long Yongliang, order this dog of a servant to kneel!" Qin Yun hissed.

"A-Chang, kneel *now*!" Long Yongliang bellowed furiously.

"Young master… we can’t back down now!" A-Chang urged.

"Can’t back down? Do you want me to die?" Long Yongliang shouted, his fear of Qin Yun boiling over.

"If he kills you, he won’t escape this city! I’ve already notified the other families in the city—they’ll send people soon!"

"Kneel—*now*." Qin Yun’s voice was icy.

"A-Chang, all the Martial Lords are dead—killed by this guy! Kneel immediately, or I’ll be the one who dies! And when that happens, my father will have your head too!" Long Yongliang cried.

"Is this true? How is that possible?"

Ah Chang froze in terror. He had originally believed that with several Profound Realm Martial Lords present, they could handle such a situation.

Now, they were all dead!

There were also Profound Realm Martial Lords at Long Manor, but suddenly someone came and told Ah Chang that the Martial Lords had vanished.

"On your knees, now!" Long Yongliang, sensing Qin Yun was about to inject energy to torment him again, shouted desperately.

Ah Chang, who had been so calm just moments ago, now had no choice but to drop to his knees.

"Everyone from the Long family, listen up! Gather everyone in the city who does business here—I’m looting them clean—and not a word of this leaves here! If anyone leaks this, I’ll gouge out one of your young master’s eyes!" Qin Yun dug his fingers into Long Yongliang’s arm.

"Move it!" Long Yongliang bellowed. "Bring all the merchants in the city here!"

Qin Yun saw that the plaza was big enough to hold a crowd and added, "Call in people from the other families too. Their young masters are all in my hands!"

As he spoke, Qin Yun released the other four young masters. They were all bound, with explosive talismans plastered on their foreheads.

The heirs of the five major slaving families had all been captured.

Everyone figured Qin Yun was just after their money.

Before long, many merchants from the city arrived, summoned by Long Yongliang and rushing over immediately.

In total, there were thousands—shopkeepers running businesses in the city.

Each wore a smile, reeking of malice. Not a good apple in the bunch.

Meanwhile, members of the other families also arrived one by one, having learned their young masters had been captured.

After all, those heirs were extremely valuable—young in age but highly skilled cultivators with powerful martial spirits.

Long Yongliang, in particular, possessed a Profound Body.

Yet now, they had all been captured.

Those in the plaza saw Qin Yun controlling Long Yongliang and the other young masters, and they were stunned speechless.

"We’ve done everything you asked. What now?" Long Yongliang asked again.

"Now? Heh." Qin Yun gave a cold laugh and sent five throwing knives flying.

The blades shot through the air, cutting down a crowd in seconds.

Members of the other families were also pierced and killed by the flying knives.

Screams erupted across the Long estate as many tried to flee, but Qin Yun’s throwing knives were too fast. Those who attempted escape were cut down before they took a step.

Long Yongliang watched as people fell dead one after another, terror seizing him, fearing he would meet the same fate.

In mere moments, the plaza of the Long estate was drenched in the blood of these scoundrels.

"You… you said you were going to rob them!" Long Yongliang’s voice trembled.

"Changed my mind. I hated the sight of them, so I killed them all!" Qin Yun chuckled.

People from the Long family were also picked off one by one under Qin Yun’s relentless throwing knives.

Even Spirit Martial realm experts didn’t dare attack Qin Yun, for beside him clustered several cowering nobles who couldn’t escape either—they too fell to his flying blades.

"What do you want?" Long Yongliang cried out in terror.

"Simple. Your father owes me something, and I’m here to collect!" Qin Yun sneered. "Besides, you’ve been running a slave trade, forcing people into bondage, committing atrocities for years. You deserved punishment—I’m just balancing the scales!"

In an instant, all the human traffickers in the city were wiped out!

Then, Qin Yun summoned two Netherworld Celestial Lions, letting them loose on the city to hunt down every slaver in the streets.

Within just half an hour, people stampeded out of the city, leaving only the slaves behind.

Local vigilantes, upon hearing of the situation, slipped into the city to scout.

Several veteran warriors rushed toward the Long Mansion at top speed and found Qin Yun and Long Yongliang there.

"Young man, it’s you!" one of them exclaimed excitedly upon seeing Qin Yun.

"Elders, quickly evacuate the slaves here. This city’s guardian dragon will emerge soon!" Qin Yun urged.

The servant Ah Chang remained kneeling on the ground, too terrified to speak.

Long Yongliang trembled in despair and fear.

The veteran warriors were thunderstruck—for years they’d prayed for this reckoning, dreamed of seeing Zhilong City destroyed and its corrupt families punished.

Now, someone had finally done it.

"Young man, what is your name?" the elder asked, eyes filled with admiration.

"Qin Yun," he replied with a smile.

Qin Yun!

Hearing those words, Long Yongliang shuddered violently while the other aristocratic brats looked like they’d seen ghosts.

The elders were equally stunned.

They had long heard of Qin Yun’s name and deeply admired this young man who dared defy the great clans, the Herb Immortal Valley, and Canghuo Immortal Mountain.

And now—he had toppled Zhilong City!

Hearts ablaze with reverence, the elders swiftly moved to rescue the slaves trapped in the city.

"Qin Yun, don’t kill me… My father values me greatly. He’ll surely agree to return those four Dao Artifacts to you!" Long Yongliang pleaded, his voice trembling.

"I know. Otherwise, you’d already be dead—like this!" Qin Yun said, controlling four throwing knives to cut down the other brats.

Seeing their skulls split as they convulsed on the ground, Long Yongliang nearly vomited from sheer terror.

He had seen and caused many deaths, played every cruel game imaginable.

But now, faced with his own possible death, raw terror turned his legs to jelly.

"You’ve killed so many, committed so many sins, yet you’re still afraid to die?" Qin Yun chuckled.

"Brother Qin, spare me!" Long Yongliang begged, snot-nosed and blubbering.

"Where's that evil dragon? Still not coming out?" Qin Yun shook his head with a faint smile, seeing Long Yongliang's terrified expression.

"That evil dragon is sleeping in a giant pit at the back of the Long residence. You'd better not provoke it—even though it's just a juvenile, it can kill even the Martial King!"

Long Yongliang, fearing that Qin Yun might die and drag him down with him, urgently warned him.

Qin Yun controlled a throwing knife and struck Ah Chang.

"Ah!" Ah Chang, still kneeling on the ground, screamed in agony as his Dao Core was destroyed.

"Ah Chang, go to the Herbal Immortal Valley and tell Long Zhigui what happened here. If he wants his son back, he must bring Dao artifacts to the Celestial Arms Palace to find me!" After saying this, Qin Yun blasted Ah Chang away with a palm strike.

The gates of the Long residence were wide open, and some passersby outside had witnessed the shocking event, quickly fleeing the scene.

News of this would spread like wildfire.

With Ah Chang gone and everyone else inside the Long residence slaughtered, Qin Yun stuffed Long Yongliang into a beast bag, hovered in the air, and using his spiritual senses, detected that all the slaves in the city had been evacuated.

Then, he pulled a Spirit Martial Dao Core from a corpse and hurled it toward the backyard of the Long residence.

Boom!

The explosion rocked the entire estate, and a thunderous dragon's roar answered the blast.