173: Chapter 173 Zhou Yichen

By the time the two of them slowly arrived at the entrance of the main hall, Ling Shu, Xue Ling, and the others had also run out from their respective courtyards, following behind Lin Qing.

With Yun Feng and Fei Luo holding the fort here, they weren't afraid of Lin Qing encountering any danger; they were simply here to watch the excitement.

Standing still at the entrance of the main hall, facing Zhou Yichen and his companion who were sitting in the main seats, Lin Qing spoke indifferently: "Are you looking for me?"

Zhou Yichen looked at Lin Qing's handsome face, then glanced at Li Yaqing in the hall, gritting his teeth as he said hatefully: "I was wondering why Yaqing was so resistant to me; so it turns out she has a pretty boy?"

Then he looked straight at Li Yaqing. "I say, Yaqing, you chose such a fellow? Don't tell me he's just all flash and no substance, good to look at but useless!"

Lin Qing had never liked to respond to such provocative words. People like this would behave once they received a beating.

However, Ling Shu, who was on the side, couldn't stand it anymore and directly retorted, cursing back. "And what are you supposed to be? I don't think you even qualify as a pretty boy; you're not only useless, but you're also not even good to look at."

Ling Shu was now a loyal supporter of Lin Qing; if anyone dared to insult Lin Qing, she would directly lash out.

Zhou Yichen chose not to engage in a shouting match with Ling Shu. He first carefully sized up Ling Shu and Xue Ling, then looked at Lin Qing with a playful expression, adopting a condescending posture as he ordered Lin Qing: "Kid, you have successfully angered me."

"However, if you obediently hand over these two women, I don't mind sparing your lives."

Ling Shu and Xue Ling looked at Zhou Yichen's disgusting gaze, grinding their teeth in anger. At this moment, Fei Luo's somewhat indignant voice also echoed in Lin Qing's mind. "Lin Qing, beat him to death for me!"

It seemed there was no need to use Grand Aunt-Master Qing Yao's Divine Thought. Lin Qing crossed the distance of the hall in an instant and appeared right in front of Zhou Yichen.

Even as the fifth-ranked in the young master ranking, Zhou Yichen couldn't react at all. There was no helping it; Lin Qing was already on a completely different level from these so-called Prodigies.

The Ninth Rank Cultivator on the side did react, but just as he was about to strike, a pressure coming from a Late Stage Tenth Rank descended upon him, rendering him completely unable to move.

Lin Qing appeared before Zhou Yichen, stared into his eyes, and said: "Are you starved?"

Following this, Lin Qing struck like lightning, grabbing Zhou Yichen by the throat while simultaneously pouring violent fire-attribute Spiritual Qi into Zhou Yichen's body, destroying his Meridians and Dantian.

The so-called fifth-ranked in the young master ranking was crippled in a single move.

Then, Lin Qing grabbed Zhou Yichen and flew above the Li Family, smashing him down onto the street outside the Li residence. Bang—!

Zhou Yichen's body smashed a deep pit into the street, but after all, he possessed an Eighth Rank Physical Body, so he hadn't reached the point of being on the verge of death.

Of course, this was also the result of Lin Qing deliberately holding back. During the moment he stood at the entrance of the main hall earlier, Lin Qing had already thought of a way to deal with Zhou Yichen.

To deal with people who think they are superior to others, one must make them make a fool of themselves in public; killing them directly would actually be letting them off too easily.

The huge commotion attracted onlookers on the street, and someone recognized Zhou Yichen. "Isn't that Zhou Yichen, the fifth-ranked in the young master ranking? Why is he in such a sorry state?" "Who is so bold? Daring to attack him in public!"

Ling Shu and the others had also come out from the Li Family, intending to see how Lin Qing would teach Zhou Yichen a lesson.

Lin Qing slowly landed in front of the pit, glanced indifferently at Zhou Yichen, and then turned to the women, including Ling Shu, saying: "You all should step back, and you are not allowed to use your Divine Thought to investigate."

Facing Lin Qing's instruction, the women naturally obeyed obediently, each returning to the courtyard and pricking up their ears to listen; Lin Qing only forbade them from watching, not from listening.

After the others had withdrawn, Lin Qing scanned the crowd of onlookers on the street and said loudly: "This Young Master in the pit is very starved. I will offer one million Spirit Stones; is there any brave warrior who can satisfy him?"

"Hiss..." The air temperature seemed to rise as everyone gasped in shock. "My goodness, is he really that ruthless?" "That's Zhou Yichen from the Zhou Family! Who would dare?"

Zhou Yichen, lying in the pit, immediately opened his eyes wide and shouted loudly: "Kid, how dare you! I am from the Zhou Family. My family has Tenth Rank powerhouses; you will die without a burial place!"

Lin Qing ignored Zhou Yichen. After waiting for a moment, and seeing no one step forward, he continued: "Two million!"

After waiting a while longer, someone finally squeezed out of the crowd. The person was a burly man, eight feet tall with knotted muscles, his head covered by a black cloth that only revealed his eyes and mouth. Clearly, the black cloth also had the effect of blocking Divine Thought, so people couldn't investigate his appearance.

He came before Lin Qing, cupped his hands, and said: "Young Master, do you think I'm suitable? You increased the price while I was changing into a disguise. To ensure you don't lose out, I'll go twice." Saying this, he patted his own chest. "Rest assured, I am a professional!"

There are experts even among these people? Lin Qing nodded with satisfaction, tossed a Storage Ring to the burly man, and then spread his right hand, pointing at Zhou Yichen in the pit. "Please, begin your performance."

At this moment, Zhou Yichen had lost all his Spiritual Qi, and his Physical Body had been beaten to a severely injured state; in front of the burly man, he was completely unable to resist.

Seeing the burly man approaching him step by step, he began to lower his posture, begging Lin Qing. "Kid—no, Young Master, Milord, I was wrong." "I was possessed by a ghost; I shouldn't have coveted your women. Please, spare me."

Lin Qing still ignored him. Before long, bursts of wailing echoed throughout the entire street.

After Lin Qing stated his method for dealing with Zhou Yichen, Ling Shu and the others covered their ears and ran back into the depths of the Li residence with flushed faces.

An hour later, the burly man cupped his hands to Lin Qing and left with satisfaction. "Who else wants to come?"

Another man, dressed in the same attire as the previous person, emerged from the crowd. "Young Master, I'll do it! This kind of thing has always been my dream, but due to face, I never dared to try it. Now with a million Spirit Stones, I'm willing to go all out."

Lin Qing directly tossed him a Storage Ring. "Go fulfill your dream."

Another hour later. "Who else has a dream?"

Just like that, Zhou Yichen's screams continued from the morning until evening. It was only when he finally fainted from the torment that Lin Qing called a halt.

Lin Qing did not kill Zhou Yichen; his cultivation had already been crippled, and having been humiliated in full view of everyone, living would be even more painful than dying for him.

After Fei Luo released the suppression on that Ninth Rank Cultivator, the Cultivator hurriedly picked up Zhou Yichen and ran, not daring to look back once, nor daring to utter any harsh words.

After the two left, Fei Luo appeared in front of Lin Qing. "Kid, I couldn't tell you were actually quite ruthless!"

Having torn two Cultivators apart with his bare hands back in that seaside city, and now treating Zhou Yichen in such a way, Lin Qing's image in Fei Luo's heart had completely changed.