164: Calculate the accounts one by one

Lu Family Estate, Discussion Hall.

Sandalwood incense curled in the air, yet the atmosphere remained somewhat heavy.

Lu Mingxuan (Hu Meier) sat upright to the side, seemingly listening intently to the subordinate's report, but her peripheral vision couldn't help but drift toward Ying Rushi below the main seat.

She discovered that this woman possessed an indescribable, unique charm.

It wasn't a deliberately crafted seductiveness, nor was it a feigned aloof coldness.

Instead, it was the composure and wisdom of a mature woman who had weathered the world's affairs, blended with a perfectly measured hint of allure and majesty.

Every smile, every frown, every movement of hers carried a sense of confidence and elegance that seemed to control everything.

Those bright and deep beautiful eyes seemed capable of peering into one's heart.

Those slightly upturned red lips could speak gentle words that soothed the soul, but could also utter cold commands of decisive slaughter.

Even when she held a brush to record things, her slender fingers and focused expression exuded a distinct charm.

Hu Meier pondered secretly; she was certain that her master definitely liked this type!

Thus, she began to observe and imitate her quietly.

When Ying Rushi frowned, she also learned to slightly furrow her brows, trying to create that heavy sense of deep deliberation.

When a faint smile played on the corner of Ying Rushi's mouth, she also tried to make her own smile carry that composure of having everything under control.

She even quietly memorized the way Ying Rushi held her teacup and the frequency with which her fingers tapped the table, trying to mimic them to about seventy or eighty percent accuracy.

However, she was a demon after all, with an innate seductiveness in her bones.

Under deliberate imitation, it instead appeared somewhat awkward, lacking Ying Rushi's dignified aura and adding a bit of forced affectation.

Ying Rushi seemed to have noticed something; after finishing a dossier, she looked up, her gaze sweeping across Lu Mingxuan's face.

She always felt that this Lu Family Young Lord had become a bit strange ever since that "escape from death."

The former Lu Mingxuan, while considered clever, was mostly characterized by the arrogance and impetuousness of a profligate son.

But now, a depth and allure inappropriate for his age would occasionally flash in his eyes?

Was it an illusion?

Ying Rushi frowned slightly.

However, since the master said this person was trustworthy, then he must be. She never doubted the master's judgment.

She withdrew her gaze and continued handling her affairs.

Perspective shift.

In the depths of the Hundred Flowers Valley within the Zhilan Domain, inside the top-tier secret chamber with the densest Spiritual Qi.

Han Qing slowly opened his eyes.

Opposite him stood another Han Qing.

Identical appearance, identical green robes, identical aura, and even that faint laziness and indifference in his eyes were exactly the same.

If Han Qing hadn't known better, he would have thought he was looking in a mirror.

This was the Clone condensed from [One Qi Transforming into Three Pure Ones (Initial Stage)].

His consciousness could freely switch back and forth between the original body and the Clone.

With a single thought, he became the Han Qing standing opposite, feeling the abundant spiritual power within the Clone's body and senses that were no different from the original's.

With another thought, he returned to the original body.

This feeling was incredibly miraculous.

It was as if he truly possessed two completely independent versions of himself.

He could even easily perform two tasks at once.

The original's consciousness pondered cultivation issues, while the Clone's consciousness observed the environment of the secret chamber and planned the upcoming itinerary.

The exchange of thoughts between the two selves was faster than lightning, without any hindrance or delay.

"Wonderful! Truly wonderful!"

Han Qing couldn't help but marvel in his heart.

From now on, this Clone could travel the world in his stead, handling various mundane affairs and provoking troubles he hadn't dared to before.

While his original body could peacefully remain in the Hundred Flowers Valley or the Lu Family base in the Tianxuan Domain, continuing to Cultivate in seclusion and enjoy life without any delay.

Both safety and freedom had been greatly enhanced.

With a thought from Han Qing, the Clone's mouth curled into a smile identical to the original's.

"Then, I'll first go to the Tianxuan Domain to see how things are going on Rushi's side."

The Clone raised his hand and made a light slash toward the Void Realm in front of him.

Chila!

A pitch-black spatial rift appeared out of thin air.

The Clone stepped out, and his figure disappeared into the rift, teleporting directly to the Lu Family Estate in the Tianxuan Domain... the Lu Family Discussion Hall.

Ying Rushi, who was handling affairs, suddenly sensed a familiar spatial fluctuation.

Her heart leaped with joy, and she abruptly looked up.

In the next moment, a green-robed figure silently appeared upon the vacant throne.

"Master!"

Ying Rushi was both surprised and delighted, hurriedly rising to salute. Lu Mingxuan (Hu Meier) also quickly followed suit and knelt.

"Rise." The Han Qing Clone's voice was identical to the original's, carrying a hint of casualness.

"Master, you... you've emerged from seclusion?"

A brilliant light flickered in Ying Rushi's beautiful eyes. She could clearly feel that the master before her seemed much more powerful than before his seclusion, possessing an indescribable mystery and depth.

"Yes."

Han Qing nodded, his gaze falling on Ying Rushi's bright and moving face, his lips curling into a smile of approval. "You've worked hard during this time. I have a general idea of the situation in the Tianxuan Domain. You've done well; you haven't disappointed me."

Receiving Han Qing's praise, Ying Rushi felt a sweetness in her heart, and a bright smile appeared on her face as if all her hard work had vanished in that moment.

She reported in detail to Han Qing about the encroachment of various forces in the Tianxuan Domain on the Lu Family's properties and the long "blacklist."

Han Qing listened quietly, his expression not changing much.

After the report was finished, Han Qing looked at Lu Mingxuan.

Hu Meier immediately felt that this "adoptive father" before her seemed somewhat different from before.

Although his appearance and voice hadn't changed, that faint pressure made her, a Demon Sovereign of the Spirit Transformation Realm, feel a tremor in her heart.

She tentatively asked, "Adoptive Father... has your... has your cultivation improved further?"

"Yes." Han Qing nodded casually. "A lucky Breakthrough; now, I have stepped over the threshold of the Void Refining Realm."

Void Refining Realm!

Hu Meier's heart shook violently!

What a terrifying cultivation speed!

Her gaze toward Han Qing became even more reverent.

Han Qing took the list handed over by Ying Rushi, scanned it briefly, and a cold, cruel arc curled on his lips.

"Very good."

He said indifferently, but his voice carried a bone-chilling killing intent.

"It's time for these rabble in the Tianxuan Domain to see if Lu Mingxuan's adoptive father from the countryside is truly just a name without substance."

The moment his words fell, his figure swayed slightly.

Buzz—!

A vast and boundless terrifying pressure belonging to the [Void Refining Realm] erupted like a waking ancient Vicious Beast!

Immediately after, endless black energy arrows surged from his body, quickly condensing beneath his feet into a giant energy sword a hundred zhang long, pitch-black, and radiating an aura of destruction!

Han Qing stepped onto the sword's blade, his robes fluttering, looking like a demon god in control of life and death.

"Drive!"

With a light shout, the giant black sword composed of ten thousand arrows let out a deafening hum, carrying him as it turned into a bolt of black lightning, soaring into the sky, tearing through the clouds, and racing toward the first target on the list!

The pressure of the Void Refining Realm activated the fixed skill [Ten Thousand Arrows Firing Simultaneously]!

No cooldown! No spiritual power consumption!

This meant that Han Qing could release this attack, comparable to a full-strength strike from a Void Refining Realm expert, endlessly and at will!

This was no longer just a "skill"; it was practically a mobile natural disaster!

...Black Wind Mountain Range, the Black Iron Mountain occupied by the Blood Axe Alliance.

At this moment, Tu Sanqian was embracing two beautiful maids he had kidnapped, holding a grand feast in the main hall of the mine to celebrate their great achievement of "expanding territory."

Suddenly, a suffocating and terrifying pressure descended from the sky!

The entire Black Iron Mountain seemed to be gripped tightly by an invisible giant hand!

Tu Sanqian's face changed drastically; he shoved the women in his arms aside and rushed out of the hall.

He saw a giant black sword radiating an aura of destruction suspended quietly in the sky.

Standing on the sword was a man in green robes, his face handsome, a faint smile on his lips, but his eyes were as cold as ten-thousand-year-old ice.

"Who are you?" Tu Sanqian roared, his bravado masking his fear.

Han Qing ignored him, merely speaking in a tone of passing judgment:

"Blood Axe Alliance, Tu Sanqian. Occupying the Lu Family's Black Iron Mountain, massacring 173 miners, raping and pillaging—your crimes are unforgivable."

"Bullshit!" Tu Sanqian sneered. "This Black Iron Mountain belongs to me now! If you're smart, get the hell out of here! Otherwise, I'll chop you into mincemeat!"

He had just finished speaking.

The smile on the corner of Han Qing's mouth deepened.

He merely lifted his eyelid slightly.

Shoo!

A tiny black arrow appeared at Tu Sanqian's brow as if it had teleported.

The sneer on Tu Sanqian's face instantly froze.

He didn't even have time to scream before a small blood hole appeared in his brow, and his entire body collapsed like a person whose bones had been removed.

His Divine Soul was utterly destroyed.

"Noisy."

Han Qing softly uttered two words, as if he had merely crushed an insignificant ant.

Then, he raised his hand.

"It's time to settle the accounts."

In the next moment, the giant black sword composed of ten thousand arrows in the sky shattered!

It transformed into an endless rain of black arrows, descending upon the Black Iron Mountain below like the coming of doomsday!

"Ah—!"

"Help!"

"Devil! This is a devil!"

Piercing screams echoed throughout the entire mountain range.

Those demonic cultivators, who usually acted with tyranny and cruelty, were as fragile as paper before the heavenly punishment-like arrow rain.

Whether it was a Devil Head at the Early Spirit Transformation Stage or a small fry at the Qi Refining or Foundation Establishment stage, if they were touched by even a bit of the black arrows, they would instantly be ground into dust by that destructive power!

There were no explosions, no dust.

Only silent annihilation.

The entire cleansing process lasted less than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.

When the arrow rain ceased, the sky regained its clarity.

The once noisy and bustling Black Iron Mountain had turned into a land of death.

All buildings had been razed to the ground.

All demonic cultivators had been completely erased from this world.

Leaving only a mess of a mine and... the faint scent of blood in the air that had yet to dissipate.

Han Qing's figure slowly descended from the sky.

He pulled out a Jade Slip pen and made a light slash on that long list, completely crossing out the words "Blood Axe Alliance."

Having done all this, he didn't even give the ruins a second glance; his figure swayed, and he once again stepped onto the giant sword composed of black arrows.

"Next."

He said indifferently, and his figure turned into a black stream of light, disappearing into the horizon.

Without stopping, he headed toward the next location on the list.