565: Chapter 565 Ji Bin Comes to the Door

On the other side, Qin Chen took Chu Chu and her mother back to the Qin Residence.

Although Qin Chen's parents were curious, they didn't ask much.

After settling Chu Chu and her mother, Qin Chen returned to his own courtyard, leaned back in a reclining chair, closed his eyes, and waited quietly for Ji Bin to come to the door.

As expected.

As soon as dusk fell, Ji Bin could no longer restrain himself.

He arrived silently outside the wall of the Qin Residence and swept his Divine Sense—only Qin Chen was in the side courtyard, lying in a chair with his eyes squinted, appearing to be asleep.

He gave a cold laugh and muttered in a low voice, "Brat, today I'll make you understand... taking things you shouldn't have will cost you your life."

With that, his figure leaped and landed in Qin Chen's courtyard.

Qin Chen didn't even open his eyes, his tone flat: "You couldn't hold back so soon?"

Ji Bin frowned, then sneered: "You guessed I would come?"

"You had killing intent toward me during the day." Qin Chen slowly opened his eyes, his tone indifferent. "You only held back because of Shopkeeper Liu's Face, so you didn't strike then. Therefore, you were bound to come at night."

"Hahaha..." Ji Bin laughed loudly, "Even though you're a playboy waste, your brain is actually quite useful."

After laughing, his gaze turned cold, and a spiritual light flashed in his hand as a longsword emerged from thin air, its blade flowing with a faint glow.

"Seeing as you're so smart, I'll show some mercy." Ji Bin gripped the sword, his eyes cold and dark. "Hand over that medicinal herb, and I will only kill you. Otherwise, your whole Family will be buried with you."

After saying that, he gave a casual sweep—

A beam of spiritual light turned into a sharp blade and slashed out, striking a stone pedestal in the corner of the courtyard. The pedestal split into two with a crack, the cut as smooth as a knife through tofu.

Qin Chen remained completely unfazed.

He was thinking about one thing—whether to kill him directly or to cripple him first and let him die in despair.

Looking at Qin Chen's calm appearance, Ji Bin's eyelid twitched for some reason.

He narrowed his eyes and said coldly, "Death is at your doorstep, and you're still pondering how to survive?"

"If you obediently hand over that medicinal herb and then kneel down to bark like a dog, I might still spare your worthless life."

"Hmm?" Qin Chen's gaze fell on him, his voice calm and rippleless. "I've decided. Letting you die just like this would be too easy for you."

"Hahaha..." Ji Bin threw his head back and laughed, doubling over.

A second later, the laughter stopped abruptly.

He saw Qin Chen wave his hand casually—like brushing dust off a table.

Then, an invisible force bored into his body.

That force rampaged through his body like a trapped beast in a cage, tearing at his Meridians and crushing his Dantian.

Immediately after, his bones creaked and groaned, and his flesh churned.

"Ah—!"

Intense pain swept through his entire body like a tide, and he let out a heart-wrenching scream.

"Pfft—"

A mouthful of blood sprayed out, mixed with bits of internal organs.

His Qi Sea and Dantian were destroyed, his Meridians were shattered throughout his body, and his life Origin was slowly draining away.

He endured the agonizing pain and glared fiercely at Qin Chen, gritting his teeth as he forced out word by word: "How... is it... possible..."

Qin Chen looked at him and smiled.

For some reason, he truly loathed Ji Bin.

That loathing wasn't hate; it was disgust.

It was like seeing a pile of rotten meat covered in maggots; one wanted to stomp it to death but feared dirtying their shoes.

He suddenly remembered a nest of ants he played with in the courtyard as a child—poking them with a stick, pouring water on them, and watching them scurry about in panic.

Back then it felt interesting, but thinking about it now, he just felt he had been bored.

But in his eyes, Ji Bin wasn't even as good as an ant.

Thinking of this, he immediately had a plan for how to deal with Ji Bin.

"I originally wanted to give you a quick end." Qin Chen's voice was calm and rippleless. "Now that I think about it, I'll cripple you first."

Cold sweat poured down Ji Bin's forehead, his Face was as pale as paper, and his body couldn't stop trembling.

He stared at Qin Chen in terror, his voice no longer holding the arrogance from before, leaving only tremors: "Who... who exactly are you?"

Qin Chen ignored him, calculating in his mind—throwing this fellow into the mines of the Chu Dynasty as a mine slave. Once someone became a mine slave in such a place, they could forget about coming back alive.

Ji Bin took a deep breath, enduring the intense pain to steady his mind: "Do you know who is behind me?"

"Behind you?" Qin Chen glanced at him indifferently. "The Liu Clan Immortal Family?"

When Ji Bin heard those four words, his pupils shrank violently, cold sweat poured down his back, and he felt as if he had been doused with a bucket of ice water, unable to stop himself from shivering.

He suddenly understood—this time, he was likely facing certain death.

His voice trembled as he asked hesitantly, "You... you... who are you?"

Looking at him, Qin Chen felt a bit of emotion in his heart.

In the first simulation, this guy had caused his Family to be destroyed.

Cultivators like them existed in almost every city; who knew how many lives were on their hands.

Looking at Ji Bin, Qin Chen thought of Liu Jinfeng, who was over two hundred kilometers away.

From Nanjiang City to Longyang Town, it was only a bit over two hundred kilometers.

At this distance, Liu Jinfeng's Divine Sense could easily cover the area.

Nine days ago, he fled to the Imperial Capital precisely because Liu Jinfeng's Divine Sense could blanket a radius of a thousand miles.

He had originally planned to wait two days before dealing with Liu Jinfeng.

After thinking about it, he decided to resolve Liu Jinfeng first.

Without hesitation, he looked at Ji Bin and spoke in a tone as flat as if he were discussing a trivial matter: "Ji Bin, I once said I would skin you alive and subject you to Soul Refining."

He paused.

"But later I found that there are plenty of people more evil than you, and plenty more who are even more inhuman."

"So, I've changed my mind."

"I'll let you die with a clear understanding."

With that, he gave a casual wave, and an invisible force swept Ji Bin up.

With a thought, the two of them appeared in the backyard of the Golden Phoenix Tea House.

Liu Jinfeng was currently meditating and comprehending in her room.

The movement outside immediately triggered her perception.

She immediately got up and pushed open the door, her gaze sweeping across the courtyard—Qin Chen was sitting in the yard in a relaxed posture, as if he were enjoying the cool air in his own back garden.

Ji Bin was like a puddle of mud, slumped limply on the ground, his Face deathly pale and his whole body shaking.

Her pupils shrank as her gaze fell on Qin Chen: "It's you?"

Liu Jinfeng naturally recognized Qin Chen.

Nine days ago, she had personally given Qin Chen a black gold twin fish jade pendant.

"It's been a few days, how have you been lately?" Qin Chen looked at her with a smile, his tone as casual as if he were greeting an old friend.

Regarding Liu Jinfeng, Qin Chen felt a sense of admiration—ruthless, decisive, and fiercely loyal to her Family.

Such a person was naturally suited to be a commander of the Black Armored Guards, an executioner for the Family.

Liu Jinfeng had no choice; her father had pushed her onto this path since she was a child. She had never felt the love of her parents, only her father's severity and the honor of the Family.

This ideology had been hammered into her mind since childhood like a nail; it was driven too deep to be pulled out.

From then on, she had become like a walking corpse—many things were beyond her control.

It wasn't that she didn't want to, but that she couldn't.