19: Yuhua Mountains! Qinhan brand massage course!

Everything is ready, only the east wind is lacking.

“Before heading to the Yuhua Mountain Range, let’s see how my little darling is doing.” Qin Han brought up the System page.

【Host: Qin Han】

【Realm: Spirit Sea Realm Fourth Layer】

【Particles: Fifty Giant Elephants】

【Side Effect Designated Target: Ye Chen】

【Luck Value: 1032】

【Current Side Effects: First-Grade Burning Blood Pill (Excessive consumption, qi and blood plummeted);

Second-Grade Blood Spirit Pill (Excessive consumption, potential dissipated);

Nine Revolutions Burning Sun Art (Internal organs damaged, currently healing…);

Tiger Roaring Dragon Fist (Arm muscles torn, currently healing…)】

“Glad you’re alive.” Qin Han breathed a sigh of relief.

At first, he harbored the mentality of wanting to kill the Son of Luck, intending to torment him to death.

After all, he was very weak at the time, afraid of being slapped to death by the opponent.

To protect himself, he could only resort to this desperate measure.

But now he had come to realize something.

He discovered a brand new Cultivation path.

How difficult is it to find a Son of Luck?

Before finding the next 'scapegoat', he would just have to work hard for a while longer…

Qin Han closed the System page with satisfaction, then put on some clothes and went out.

…

Heavenly Yang Que

Yuhua Mountain Range

This ancient and magnificent mountain range stretches for a hundred thousand miles, serving as a natural barrier separating the eastern and western Spirit Que.

After half a day of travel, Qin Han finally arrived.

Looking around, tall and straight ancient trees were everywhere, mountains overlapped, and peaks were shrouded in clouds and mist.

Many Martial Artists entered from the mountain entrance.

Among these people, he saw the Daoist robes of the Lingxiao Holy Land Outer Sect Disciple and Inner Sect Disciple.

“So lively?” Qin Han looked around with interest.

Because Qin Han was extremely handsome, he now had an added touch of exoticism and etherealness.

Wherever he went, he was the most dazzling person on the street.

He immediately attracted the attention of the Martial Artists.

“What a handsome man, he seems to be from Lingxiao Holy Land!”

“The emblem on his chest, he’s a Personal Disciple!”

“Could he be one of the Ten Prodigies?”

“Don’t guess, that Senior Brother is a notorious simp from the Holy Land.”

As soon as these words were uttered, a group of women immediately turned pale with shock.

Such an outstanding young man, yet he possessed the soul of a simp?

Suddenly, a shout echoed from not far away.

“Qin Han, stop right there!”

A group of people walked aggressively to the entrance.

Qin Han saw the unfriendly expressions of the newcomers and glanced at the emblems on their chests.

“So it’s the Disciples of Morning Dew Peak, a pleasure to meet you.”

The leading man was tall with extremely long arms, like an incompletely evolved ape.

Although his appearance was ugly, he possessed the terrifying strength of a Spirit Sea Realm Fifth Layer.

“Don’t give me that.” Liu Yongwu snorted coldly.

“I’ve been looking for you everywhere these past few days, and I finally found you.”

Qin Han looked surprised upon hearing this and asked curiously, “Are you secretly in love with me?”

Liu Yongwu froze for a moment, then subconsciously shook his head and said, “No.”

“Then why are you looking for me?”

“You…” Liu Yongwu’s anger flared up, and he said coldly, “Stop talking nonsense.”

“Did you bully my Junior Sister?”

Qin Han glanced in the direction of the crowd and saw Ling Qiuyue standing among them.

Her face was cold, looking as if she wanted to cut him into a thousand pieces.

It was clear she had complained to the fish in her pond and had come to seek revenge on him.

“I don’t have the ability to bully Immortal Ling, Brother Liu thinks too highly of me.” Qin Han said.

“Everyone knows about you humiliating Junior Sister Ling in the Treasure Pavilion and the Wrestling Arena, and you’re still trying to argue.”

“What I said is the truth, anyone with a brain can prove it.” Qin Han spread his hands.

“You’re asking for death!”

Liu Yongwu, the Great Master of Morning Dew Peak, had never been insulted in such an indirect manner.

His arms swelled, his chest muscles bulged, and a surge of blood Qi emanated from him, like smoke from a wolf’s den.

“Nine Transformations of the Demonic Ape?” Qin Han narrowed his eyes slightly.

This Earth Rank High Grade Cultivation Technique was extremely difficult to Cultivate.

Not only did it require tempering the Physical Body in a cruel manner, but it also required consuming the essence blood of a demonic ape.

The pain endured during the process was indescribable, and it was not something an ordinary person could endure.

And for Liu Yongwu to be able to Cultivate to the Fifth Transformation, it seemed his talent and tenacity were extraordinary.

“Die!”

Liu Yongwu let out an inhuman roar, his large, sandbag-like fist glowed red and smashed down fiercely.

Everyone exclaimed in shock, they did not expect Liu Yongwu to unleash a killing move immediately.

He gave Qin Han no chance to react or catch his breath.

“What kind of grudge do these two have? So brutal?”

“I heard Qin Han cursed the woman he was simping for.”

“Wait, simp bites back?”

At this thought, intense interest immediately appeared in everyone’s eyes.

Such a scene was rare.

Although fights over women were classic.

But the scene of a simp biting back was extremely rare.

Bang!

The fist heavily struck Qin Han’s chest, making his robes flutter wildly.

The ground was even stirred up by the impact of the aftermath, and rolling yellow sand turned into a tornado!

However, Qin Han remained calm and unruffled, like an unmoving Buddha, not taking a single step back.

Not only that, there wasn’t even a bruise.

“What?” Liu Yongwu’s extremely confident punch hit the bullseye.

A full one hundred and fifty oxen of force.

Completely unharmed?

How is this possible?!

It wasn’t just him; even the onlookers around were dumbfounded.

Although many people present knew about Qin Han suppressing Pei Zhi.

But no matter what, Liu Yongwu’s Realm and overall strength were higher than Pei Zhi’s.

At the very least, they should have exchanged a few blows, resulting in a draw.

Everyone could accept that.

But you didn’t even dodge, you took a full-force punch head-on.

And nothing happened.

Wouldn’t that be unreasonable?

At this moment, Liu Yongwu suspected that all his years of Cultivation had been for nothing.

“Your massage technique isn’t bad, but there’s room for improvement.” Qin Han patted the dust from his chest and said slowly.

“Massage?” Liu Yongwu felt utterly humiliated.

“Want to learn? I can teach you.”

Qin Han smiled slightly and casually threw a punch.

Rumble…

Liu Yongwu was like a person hit by a ten-thousand-ton dump truck, he flew backward uncontrollably.

Along the way, he crashed through countless boulders and trees, dragging a deep gully on the ground.

Finally, he fell to the ground, severely injured and unconscious, his sternum caved in, and blood flowing profusely.

“Damn it, I didn’t control my strength well.”

The entire place was silent, they couldn’t believe their eyes.

A Spirit Sea Realm Fourth Layer punching a Spirit Sea Realm Fifth Layer in his prime, sending him flying.

And he was also the First Disciple of Morning Dew Peak.

A person with the potential to challenge the Ten Prodigies!

“I taught a massage lesson, time to pay up.” Qin Han extended his hand.

Ling Qiuyue snapped back to reality and stammered, “I didn’t ask you to teach.”

“You caught the fish, aren’t you responsible?” Qin Han narrowed his eyes.

Seeing this expression, the Disciples of Morning Dew Peak swallowed hard.

They all retreated several steps.

Ling Qiuyue became a lone commander before she even reacted, and her formerly arrogant demeanor instantly turned flustered.

She never expected that Liu Yongwu, who was tall and mighty in her eyes, would be so fragile.

He couldn’t even withstand one punch.

“Useless!” Ling Qiuyue cursed inwardly.

She also didn’t expect Qin Han, who had been madly simping for her before, to be so cold.

He seemed like two different people.

“Don’t waste my time, one lesson is one hundred Low-Grade Spirit Stones, hurry up.” Qin Han said impatiently.

“One… one hundred?” Ling Qiuyue’s beautiful eyes widened, and she almost choked on her saliva.

One Second-Grade Juqi Pill could be exchanged for five Low-Grade Spirit Stones.

Qin Han was asking for twenty Juqi Pills.

Who could afford that?