Daqin arrests alchemists, what does it matter to me as a qi refiner?

As long as you can rescue my young lady, our master will definitely reward you handsomely!"

Yang Ling smiled calmly. He didn't care about worldly wealth. Soon, he brought the woman to the city gate.

As soon as they arrived at the city gate, a group of soldiers in armor surrounded them. When they saw the woman next to Yang Ling, they immediately smiled obscenely: "Young lady, you still dare to come? Aren't you afraid of being sent to the barracks to serve the soldiers?"

The people around burst into laughter when they heard this. Yang Ling's face turned cold and he said calmly, "Get out of the way. Don't block the way."

The soldiers laughed even more wildly after hearing this: "Haha, you are so arrogant! You actually called us dogs?"

"I think you are tired of living!"

"You are such an ignorant person. It seems you have never been taught a lesson!"

They were all ready to fight, as if they were sure to defeat Yang Ling. However, Yang Ling curled his lips in disdain: "Just mortal ants, haven't I killed enough?"

Just as he finished speaking, a figure suddenly appeared on the city wall.

When the man saw Yang Ling, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes: "Mr. Zhao, why are you here?"

There was a hint of respect in his voice. His appearance and attitude changed the faces of the soldiers on the city wall. They all knew that man—Qin Mingyu, a good friend of the city lord and also a close friend of the crown prince of Qin.

Although he is young, his cultivation is extremely high and he is almost invincible among his peers. He has killed several invading foreign masters.

At this moment, Qin Mingyu's eyes were shining with excitement. He had admired Yang Ling for a long time, but it was a pity that Yang Ling's whereabouts were erratic and difficult to find.

Now that he had met Yang Ling here, he couldn't help but feel a glimmer of hope in his heart.

If he could get to know Yang Ling and receive his guidance, his stagnant cultivation might have a chance to break through.

Just as Qin Mingyu was lost in thought, Yang Ling had already come close to him. He glanced at Qin Mingyu calmly and asked, "Do you know me?"

There was a hint of doubt and surprise in his voice. Qin Mingyu heard this and quickly explained.

After listening to his explanation, Yang Ling nodded and said, "Since you and Fusu are good friends, I won't make things difficult for you."

Then, he pointed at the woman next to him and said, "My request today is very simple. Release her young lady."

Qin Mingyu laughed heartily upon hearing this: "Haha, since Master Zhao is here in person, this man must be released!"

After saying that, he turned to the gatekeeper and asked, "Tell me quickly, where is the person being held?"

The gatekeepers looked at each other, but no one dared to answer. Qin Mingyu saw this and took Yang Ling and the woman straight to the City Lord's Mansion.

However, just as they stepped into the City Lord's Mansion, a team of guards suddenly appeared in front of them and surrounded them.

"How dare you! Who are you? How dare you break into the City Lord's Mansion! Do you want to rebel?" The leader of the guards roared at Qin Mingyu.

Qin Mingyu said calmly: "How dare you! I am the city lord's friend."

As the best among the Qin cultivators, Qin Mingyu was not someone that these ordinary people could mess with. However, the head of the guards did not back down: "How dare you! Who do you think you are?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a cold light flashed.

"Puff!" In an instant, blood splashed and a scream was heard. The head of the arrogant guard leader had already rolled to the ground.

"Hiss!" Seeing this scene, everyone couldn't help but gasp. Their eyes were filled with disbelief. You know, the head of the guards of the City Lord's Mansion has reached the peak of the innate realm. Normally, no one dared to offend him easily. Unexpectedly, he was killed by the young man in front of him today.

Yang Ling didn't care about all this. He led the woman and followed Qin Mingyu forward. Seeing this, the guards no longer dared to stop them. After all, the strength Yang Ling showed was too terrifying and they had no courage to resist.

A moment later, Qin Mingyu led the two to a courtyard. As soon as they stepped into the backyard of the City Lord's Mansion, they saw several people in black robes standing in front of a pavilion in the backyard. One of them made Qin Mingyu, who was leading the way, shrink his pupils.

"Brother Qin, these guys are my distinguished guests!" The city lord said with a smile after seeing Qin Mingyu.

At this time, Yang Ling, who was standing behind Qin Mingyu, noticed that there were actually two old men sitting next to these black-robed men. Their auras were deep and restrained, and it was obvious at a glance that they were people with high cultivation. However, Yang Ling did not take it to heart. The only thing in his mind was to rescue the lady of that woman.

The two old men gave Yang Ling an extremely gloomy feeling. The fierce aura they exuded was like a piercing cold wind, making people feel palpitations involuntarily.

Especially the old man standing on the left, he exudes a creepy and terrifying aura.

However, Yang Ling did not back down. He looked determined and spoke directly to the city lord.

"I came here to look for someone. Please hand over the daughter of the girl next to me." Although his voice was calm, it revealed an unquestionable determination.

Upon hearing this, the city lord frowned, obviously confused by Yang Ling's youthful confidence.

"You... do you know who we are? How dare you be so bold as to disturb our good deeds?" The old man on the right shouted coldly, with a hint of ferocity in his words.

Yang Ling had no expression on his face, and his voice was as cold as ice: "I don't care who you are. Just hand over the daughter of the girl next to me, and I will leave naturally."

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the field froze instantly. The old man on the other side finally spoke, with a bit of threat in his voice: "Young man, I advise you not to meddle in other people's business, otherwise it will only bring disaster to yourself."

At this time, Qin Mingyu also interrupted in a cold voice: "Do you know the identity of Mr. Zhao?"

However, the old man was dismissive and sneered: "I don't care who you are. You can save your life if you leave now. Otherwise, don't blame us for being rude."

Yang Ling did not back down, and his voice became more determined: "Today, as long as you hand over the person, we will leave immediately. Otherwise, I will turn this place into ruins."

Hearing Yang Ling's arrogant words, the old man on the right could no longer suppress his anger. He spoke coldly, his voice as cold as the snow that had accumulated for thousands of years, causing the temperature around him to drop suddenly. "Since you are so ignorant of life and death, don't blame me for being cruel and ruthless."

Before he finished speaking, the old man flashed and punched towards Yang Ling with both fists like lightning.

The speed was so fast that it seemed to tear the air apart.

However, just when his fist was about to touch Yang Ling, Yang Ling suddenly reached out and grabbed his arm tightly. Then, Yang Ling pulled and pushed, and with a "crack", the old man's arm was instantly broken.

A shrill scream cut through the air, causing everyone present to change their expressions. They knew the old man's strength very well, but they didn't expect him to be so vulnerable in front of Yang Ling.

"Who are you? Do you want to be an enemy of Liuming City?" The old man struggled painfully and shouted with gritted teeth. His eyes were full of resentment and disbelief.

Yang Ling sneered, his tone full of disdain: "How could I take a mere Liuming City Mansion seriously? Now I only ask you, are you going to hand over the person? If not, I will destroy your entire family today!"

Yang Ling's voice was cold and resolute, causing everyone's heart to tremble. They felt as if they were in a devil's world, feeling unprecedented fear.

Yang Ling didn't want to waste any more time. He exerted force with his palm, and the old man's entire right shoulder instantly turned into a pool of flesh. Bright red blood splashed out, shocking. The old man let out a hoarse and panicked scream: "You... who are you?"

However, Yang Ling did not give him any chance. With a muffled "bang", the old man collapsed to the ground and died. Yang Ling's eyes then turned to another person. The mayor of Liuming City had already been frightened to death, so how could he dare to neglect him at this moment?

He said in a trembling voice: "I... I will release the person you are looking for right now. Please don't kill me!" After that, he immediately sent someone to bring his good-for-nothing son.

Soon, a team of guards escorted a man and a woman to the backyard. As soon as the man entered the door, he cried and complained: "Father, they are so rude!"

However, the Lord of Liuming City had no intention of pampering him at this moment. He looked at the man coldly and asked, "Did you steal my daughter behind my back again?"

The man felt the murderous intent in his father's words and was frightened to death.

"Her...her father owed debts, and I used her as collateral. This...this is reasonable and fair!" He argued anxiously, his eyes full of panic.

"Really?" The mayor of Liuming City asked again.

The man nodded repeatedly: "It's true!" However, the mayor of Liuming City showed a look of disappointment on his face.

He slapped the man hard, and he fell to the ground instantly. "Father, spare me, I was wrong!" the man shouted in panic.

The mayor of Liuming City was too lazy to pay attention to him. He turned to Yang Ling and said respectfully: "Mr. Zhao, my son was reckless and ignorant in this matter. Please be magnanimous and don't bother with him!" His voice trembled and was full of fear.

Yang Ling looked at the nervous and trembling woman without caring, and asked gently: "Do you know the woman next to me?"

The woman raised her head slightly and looked in the direction of Yang Ling. When she saw the woman next to Yang Ling, tears welled up in her eyes.

Seeing this scene, everyone in the backyard fell silent. They were all waiting for the result, their hearts filled with fear.

If Yang Ling took his anger out on them, they would have no power to resist.

After a moment, Yang Ling said lightly: "You are the lady she mentioned, right?" The woman nodded, tears streaming down her face.

Yang Ling continued, "Since you are her mistress, then go home with her." After that, he led the two of them out the door.

Everyone was stunned and at a loss. They didn't know the relationship between Yang Ling and the woman, but since Yang Ling wanted to take her away, they naturally didn't dare to stop him.

So, Yang Ling left with his men in a swagger in full view of everyone.

Qin Mingyu saw this and hurriedly followed. After seeing Yang Ling's strength, he was full of admiration and expectations for Yang Ling, hoping to get his guidance.

Just after Yang Ling and others left, a group of people suddenly appeared in the hall.

The old man with an angry face was Yuan Tiangang. When he saw his grandson in such a miserable state, he became furious.

"Grandpa, help me! My father wanted to kill me just now!" When the man saw Yuan Tiangang, he immediately cried as if he had seen a savior.

"Hmph! How dare you hurt my Yuan Tiangang's grandson?" Yuan Tiangang said coldly, "My Yuan Tiangang sect has been active in the martial arts world for many years, and I only have this one grandson. How can I allow you to bully me?" After saying that, he released a tremendous pressure and pounced on the Lord of Liuming City.

The mayor of Liuming City was pressed to the ground by this pressure, trembling. Yuan Tiangang snorted coldly: "This is a small punishment, but a big warning. You'd better remember today's lesson!" After punishing the mayor of Liuming City, he led his men to catch up with Yang Ling.

Yang Ling had just settled everyone down and was about to go out and chat with Qin Mingyu. Suddenly, Yuan Tiangang and his men appeared in front of him with a gloomy look.

“How dare you, an ant-like thing, to cause trouble for my grandson!” After saying that, Yuan Tiangang’s figure rose up like a ghost and rushed towards Yang Ling.

Yang Ling's eyes flashed with a gleam of brilliance, and his body was as agile as a swallow. Almost in the blink of an eye, he came close to Yuan Tiangang.

Then, Yang Ling took the initiative and kicked Yuan Tiangang in the chest.

Suddenly, a spray of blood spurted out, and Yuan Tiangang flew several feet away like a leaf blown by a strong wind.

His body fell heavily to the ground, covered with cracks. Obviously, after being kicked by Yang Ling, Yuan Tiangang was no longer alive.

After the fatal blow, Yang Ling glanced coldly at the others present, his voice as cold as ice: "Who else wants to fight me?"

Qin Mingyu stood aside, deeply shocked by Yang Ling's strength. He knew that Yuan Tiangang's cultivation was far superior to his own. If he had faced Yuan Tiangang, he would have perished in his hands.

However, now, Yuan Tiangang didn't even have the chance to fight back in front of Yang Ling.

Thinking of this, Qin Mingyu couldn't help but feel fortunate.

Fortunately, I chose to make friends with Yang Ling from the beginning, otherwise I would probably die here like Yuan Tiangang today.

The other people present were filled with fear when they saw this scene. They looked at each other, not knowing what to do.

Finally, a person with a bad mentality could not bear the pressure anymore. He dropped his weapon and knelt down to beg for mercy in front of Yang Ling.

Seeing this scene, Yang Ling couldn't help but sneer. He knew that these people were bullies, and now seeing that he was so powerful, they naturally dared not act rashly.

Yang Ling glanced at them coldly, his voice as chilling as ice: "Let's leave it at that for today. But if I find you doing evil and bullying the people again in the future, I will never let you off easily!"

After saying this, he turned and left, leaving a group of trembling people standing there. (End of this chapter)