138: Not only can you not get angry, you also have to apologize.

“Your Disciple coveted someone else’s supreme treasure, killed his father, forced his mother, and attempted to exterminate his entire family. He just hit a steel plate, that’s all.”

Qin Wangchuan’s words were concise, yet they clarified the Karma.

“If all of you in Qingxiao Holy Land act like this,” he said, glancing at Wan Xingxuan, his voice as cold as ice, “then there’s no need for this Holy Land to exist.”

Pang Jie’s head buzzed, and he froze in place.

Qingxiao Holy Land… that was a behemoth with tens of thousands of Disciples, an undisputed overlord in this region!

But at this moment, coming from Little Immortal’s mouth, it was as if it could be extinguished with a flick of a finger?

After shedding his green robes, Little Immortal looked awe-inspiring without being angry, and extremely terrifying.

But at the same time, he was so… admirable… Old Man Xian Yun’s cloudy eyes also flashed with brilliance, and his expression became solemn.

He didn’t feel at all that this Young Master in front of him was bluffing—

Just as Reiming Honored One descended, he clearly sensed no less than ten extremely subtle, yet in no way weaker than his own, terrifying Auras flash and disappear in the surrounding Void Realm!

The most terrifying thing was… after spending more than a month with Qing Wangchuan, he hadn’t noticed anyone secretly guarding the Dao for such a long time!

What did this mean?

It meant that the strength of these hidden Dao protectors was probably far beyond his imagination!

Any one of them might truly have the ability to single-handedly flatten Qingxiao Holy Land!

Upon hearing this, Reiming Honored One’s heart sank even further, and he glared fiercely at the ashen-faced Wan Xingxuan, secretly cursing him for being more of a hindrance than a help! He had actually brought such a terrifying enemy to the Holy Land!

Although he hadn’t detected those hidden Auras, he could feel the terrifying Aura from the old man in the distance.

A single word from this Young Master might truly determine the survival of Qingxiao Holy Land!

‘But he didn’t act immediately, which means there’s still room to talk?’

As soon as he thought of this.

Reiming Honored One’s heart sank, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

He suddenly turned around and, without warning, kicked Wan Xingxuan hard to the ground!

“You scoundrel! Speak! What good deeds have you done?!” he roared, his voice like thunder, seemingly questioning severely, but in reality, using this precious interval to quickly ponder a solution.

Wan Xingxuan was kicked, spitting blood, and hastily crawled up to kneel again, trembling, “Disciple… Disciple saw that Pang Yucheng had obtained a treasure, and out of momentary greed… I lured a beast horde to kill him. Today, I came to seek that treasure and eliminate future troubles… Disciple knows his mistake! I won’t dare to do it again! Please, Elder, save me!”

He still held onto a last shred of hope, expecting the Holy Land to protect him for his talent.

However, Reiming Honored One’s heart was already cold—

This fool still didn’t understand that what needed to be protected now was not his personal life, but the survival of the entire Qingxiao Holy Land!

After reprimanding Wan Xingxuan, Reiming Honored One immediately turned and bowed to Qin Wangchuan, probing, “Young Master, this matter is indeed due to our Holy Land’s lax discipline. What do you think… how should this matter be handled?”

Qin Wangchuan did not answer, but slowly walked back to his seat and sat down leisurely.

His fingertips tapped rhythmically on the armrest, producing crisp “tap, tap” sounds.

Each sound was like a heavy hammer striking Reiming Honored One’s heart.

Seeing this, he no longer hesitated, a look of determination flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly raised his hand and waved—

“Pfft!”

A streak of green light, like lightning, instantly pierced through Wan Xingxuan’s glabella!

Wan Xingxuan’s eyes widened, and blood gushed from his glabella. Even in death, he couldn’t believe it—

The one who killed him was actually his own Elder!

Reiming Honored One didn’t even glance at the corpse, and immediately sent a voice transmission in front of Qin Wangchuan:

“Order the Holy Land: Disciple Wan Xingxuan had an evil heart and has been executed on the spot by this Venerable. All peaks are to immediately thoroughly investigate their Disciples. If anyone is found to have similar conduct, they are to be killed without mercy!”

The sound was transmitted back to the Holy Land through the Spell, clearly audible.

After doing all this, he bowed again, awaiting his fate.

Qin Wangchuan finally spoke, his voice calm but carrying an undeniable authority: “What about compensation?”

Reiming Honored One immediately understood and quickly said, “Young Master, rest assured! The Holy Land is willing to offer a hundred thousand-year Spirit Medicines, ten thousand High-Grade Spirit Stones, and ten Magic Treasures as compensation to the Pang Family! We will send people to deliver them immediately!”

He secretly breathed a sigh of relief—as long as they were willing to discuss compensation, it meant there was still room for maneuver.

Moreover, these things weren’t too painful to part with.

Qin Wangchuan did not answer immediately, but simply looked at him quietly.

That gaze was calm and unwavering, yet it made Reiming Honored One feel as if he had been completely seen through, and all his thoughts and calculations could not hide under that gaze.

This silent pressure was more unsettling than any harsh words.

“Not enough.”

Qin Wangchuan spoke faintly, his voice not loud, but it made Reiming Honored One tremble.

His heart tightened, and he immediately realized his oversight.

‘That’s right…’

‘This Young Master in front of me is not some junior, but a figure comparable to a Holy Lord…’

To still consider gains and losses in front of this person would be death!

He quickly added, “Young Master, please forgive me! It was this old man’s oversight! In addition to what was just said, the Holy Land will add six bottles of Five-Revolution Medicinal Pills, five Earth Rank Cultivation Techniques, one Heaven Rank Cultivation Technique, and send dedicated personnel to protect the Pang Family for a hundred years of peace!”

Reiming Honored One secretly wiped a cold sweat. These compensations had already touched the Holy Land’s foundation, but if they could appease this person’s anger, and… ‘If I can know this Young Master’s identity, perhaps our Qingxiao Holy Land can gain a backer!’

Qin Wangchuan nodded, his gaze turning to Pang Jie, just about to say something.

The next moment.

He suddenly looked towards the distant sky, as if sensing something.

The others also followed his gaze.

Pang Jie and the others naturally couldn’t see it, and neither could that quasi-saint.

Only Old Man Xian Yun’s pupils constricted when he looked at the sky.

In the distance, dozens of massive flying boats were breaking through the clouds, slowly descending.

These flying boats were entirely cast from precious Spirit Wood and metal, with streamlined hulls shimmering with intricate defensive runes. Banners fluttered, and their Aura was magnificent, far beyond ordinary flying boats.

Old Man Xian Yun squinted, trying to make out the large emblem embroidered on the banner—it was a character outlined with supreme Dao patterns, gold background with white characters, and an ancient and noble Aura flowed over the character.

The moment he saw that character, Old Man Xian Yun trembled violently, his lips involuntarily quivering, his eyes filled with incredulous horror!

Qin!

It was actually Qin!

He would never mistake it! That was the emblem unique to the ancient Imperial Clan, towering above thousands of Sects—the Qin Family!

There was only one family in the world with a gold background and black characters.

That was the Qin Family’s main clan.

And a gold background with white characters proved that the newcomers were merely a branch of the Qin Family in this realm.

But the meaning it represented was enough to shake the entire Middle Thousand Province!

These flying boats, who were they here to greet? The answer was self-evident!

Old Man Xian Yun suddenly turned his head to look at the Xuan-robed Young Master, who was still sitting calmly, his expression serene, and instantly understood!

“It wasn’t a mishearing, but rather a predetermined fate.”

“It’s Qin, not Qing!”

Although Reiming Honored One couldn’t see the specifics, he could feel the terrifying might and ancient Aura of the fleet, far surpassing Qingxiao Holy Land.

His heart was filled with doubt and apprehension, and he dared not act rashly.

Pang Jie, on the other hand, was completely stunned into silence by the magnificent sight, like heavenly soldiers descending.

Under everyone’s gaze, the massive fleet steadily halted in the air.

The main ship’s hatch opened, and a team of Cultivators, dressed in unified uniforms and exuding a formidable Aura, streamed out. The leading old man had a solemn face and eyes like lightning, looking directly at Qin Wangchuan in the small courtyard.

Then, he led everyone in a respectful bow in the Void Realm:

“Greetings, Divine Son!”

The surging sound echoed over Greenwood Town, completely shattering the last shred of hope for Old Man Xian Yun and Reiming Honored One.

Divine Son!

It was actually the Qin Family Divine Son!

Others might not know what this title meant, but Old Man Xian Yun did.

He let out a bitter laugh, instantly feeling relieved.

“I knew something was off with my calculations. So… it’s that person.”

And just then, the Dao Seeking Palace’s flying boat had also arrived.

Yin Qiyue led her people and also bowed in the air:

“Greetings, Young Master!”

The Young Master sat calmly, while the flying boats in the sky enveloped the entire Greenwood Town.

Reiming Honored One was already drenched in sweat, not daring to look directly.