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

“We did offend you a bit before, but we didn’t say much along the way. Couldn’t you at least teach us, considering we traveled together?” Lin Chong observed Yang Ling’s expression, which this time seemed more sincere than before. Hearing Lin Chong’s words, Yang Ling took a step back, distancing himself from him. In the past, Lin Chong had been the one to look down on him; he would have killed him long ago, but now he adhered to the principle of avoiding trouble.

The main reason is that he's afraid of getting his hands dirty by offering help. Isn't it a bit too late to be so eager to curry favor now?

"Let's forget it. I'm very good at distinguishing between good and evil. The moment I saw you, I knew we were incompatible, like we were born to clash. You'd better not come near me!"

Yang Ling said decisively, a statement that was undoubtedly a slap in his face. His expression was serious; he had already humbled himself so much to beg Yang Ling, yet Yang Ling still refused to teach him. What audacity!

Just as he was about to speak, Yang Ling turned and left.

"You should stay here alone. I heard the Yan family is nearby. Why don't I go find Yan Lin?" At this moment, Yang Ling exuded a powerful aura, which startled Feng Xueyuan. She knew that once Yang Ling made up his mind, nothing could change it.

The group sensed something was wrong; after all, Yang Ling's strength far surpassed theirs, and he could probably kill them with a single move. They nervously retreated.

"I told you, I never intended to travel with you all this time. Besides, hasn't the Yan family been waiting for me to come to their door?" Hearing Yang Ling's words, they could hardly believe it. Who was Yang Ling? Yan Lin was waiting for him? Ordinary people couldn't even touch the hem of Yan Lin's clothes. They speculated in their hearts, as if they had figured something out.

"You wouldn't happen to be Yang Ling, that elusive and mysterious figure, would you?"

"Otherwise, why would you be looking for Yan Lin?"

Yang Ling did not deny it; instead, he smiled, which was undoubtedly a tacit admission of his identity.

"No way, you're really Yang Ling?"

"It seems so." Yang Ling's true identity was exposed, and they were struck as if by a heavy blow; the surprise came too suddenly. Lin Chong's face turned pale, and he avoided Yang Ling's gaze. He hadn't expected that Yang Ling was the person he had been talking about; he had just insulted him quite a bit.

He felt as if his heart was being gripped tightly.

“You don’t need to worry so much. There was a reason why I concealed my identity earlier. Now that I’ve found the person I’m looking for, and I don’t want to involve you, you should leave quickly!” After saying that, Yang Ling walked forward. Only after Yang Ling left did they realize what had happened.

Feng Xueyuan followed directly after him, mainly because the old man... no, the sect leader reminded her to protect Yang Ling before leaving. She muttered to herself, almost getting led astray by Yang Ling.

It wasn't until they left that the others realized what had happened.

This actually happened.

He only spoke slowly after their figures had completely disappeared from sight.

"I remember there was an order from above that anyone who could kill Yang Ling would receive a high-level cultivation technique. I don't know if it's true or not..." His voice trailed off as he finished speaking.

"If you really have the guts, go up and give it a try. You might even get some benefits!"

"I was just saying it casually. Besides, we've gotten along quite well along the way. Let's get away from this troublesome place as soon as possible!" They all wanted to leave this place as quickly as possible to avoid getting into trouble.

Meanwhile, Yang Ling noticed Feng Xueyuan catching up but didn't stop her. As long as she didn't hold him back, that was fine. At this moment, Yan Lin was sitting in place, breathing in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

Yan Lin was handsome, but compared to Yang Ling, he was still far inferior. Even so, seeing him inevitably evoked a different feeling in people's hearts.

"We've brought you the people you're looking for. It took us a lot of effort to catch them!" Several people followed behind him, all from the Yan family. Yan Lin heard the commotion, suddenly opened his eyes, a glint of shrewdness flashing in them.

When he first arrived, he sent people to search for Yang Ling's whereabouts, intending to capture him at a few checkpoints. However, after searching for a long time, he couldn't find any trace of Yang Ling. So, he used the power of his family, sending out family disciples and employing a little trick to lure Yang Ling over.

He was convinced that Yang Ling would take the bait. The disciples, after being captured, were filled with resentment.

"You are all so cruel, resorting to such despicable means!"

"Bah! I thought you were some noble family, but what's the difference between you and bandits!"

"That's right, you guys are exactly like bandits!"

"I see you only know how to use these despicable tricks, you're no different from robbers!"

They talked all at once, explaining that they had originally wanted to fight to the death, but the difference in strength was too great, and they were no match for them. Now, Yang Ling had become their only hope.

Yan Lin looked down at them from above, finding them incredibly noisy.

"I only brought you here to lure Yang Ling out. If you stay here quietly and obediently, no one will make things difficult for you. I advise you to behave yourselves and not invite trouble!"

"But later, I'll kill you all one by one in front of Yang Ling, sending you on your way. I want to see if he'll show himself!" Yan Lin sneered. To him, the lives of a few people meant nothing. Who told Yang Ling to block his path? They gritted their teeth.

"Yang Ling will definitely come to save us. You don't deserve to be called a genius at all!"

"Exactly! You're so vicious, you must have done a lot of dirty things behind the scenes!"

"That's right, Yang Ling will definitely avenge us and wipe out your whole family!" Several disciples spoke first, and Yan Lin's expression changed. These people really knew how to rub salt in the wound; they had stepped right on his sore spot. The others noticed the change in Yan Lin's aura and their hearts skipped a beat. Provoking Yan Lin at this time was not a wise move.

Sure enough, the next second, a powerful aura pressed against their necks. Moments later, blood splattered, and their bodies collapsed.

"Killing a few of you is no big deal. Don't worry, if the rest of you behave yourselves, I'll go easy on you!"

"Why hasn't Yang Ling arrived yet? You all hurry up and go find him, lure him here!" They all nodded. However, Feng Xueyuan had a vague feeling that something was amiss. Yan Lin had chosen such a remote place; it seemed he had come prepared. When Yang Ling arrived, he saw several disciples dressed in the same attire as Feng Xueyuan.

Feng Xueyuan reacted and immediately rushed to their side, only to see that several disciples had already fallen and showed no signs of life.

"You actually killed them! You're so cruel!"

"So it was you who killed them! How could you be so cruel!"

They all turned their gazes to Yan Lin, their eyes filled with anger and resentment. The moment Yan Lin saw Yang Ling, his eyes lit up. It had finally come; he had waited far too long for this day.

"Yang Ling, I've finally met you. Since that's the case, you've come at the perfect time. Now I'm going to kill you, so I can become an inner disciple of the Qin family and seize your treasures!" He spoke each word clearly, lunging at Yang Ling and unleashing a palm strike. The air around him whistled as it was struck, and a phantom image appeared behind him. Seeing this, Yang Ling instantly understood. No wonder the Yan family had chosen Yan Lin; it was because Yan Lin possessed a special physique, a rare and exceptional cultivation physique, making cultivation easier for him than for ordinary people.

Unfortunately, he encountered Yang Ling, and none of his special physical abilities were of any use. Yang Ling exchanged a palm strike with him, and Yan Lin took a step back, feeling a numbness in his hand. He had made thorough preparations beforehand to deal with Yang Ling, and even had a backup plan. As long as Yang Ling made a move, he would find an opening and subdue him in one strike.

Seeing the sect's disciples beaten like this, Feng Xueyuan knew that Yan Lin was probably involved, and her anger surged. If Yang Ling hadn't stopped her, she would have definitely fought Yan Lin. The Yan family members, seeing that Yang Ling could fight the young master to a standstill, secretly thought that Yang Ling didn't seem as bad as the rumors suggested.

"No way, their strength seems to be about the same, they're both pretty strong!"

"I also think their strengths are indeed evenly matched!"

"What are you saying? How can you boost the morale of others while diminishing your own? Young Master is the strongest, invincible!" Yan Lin said calmly, looking down on Yang Ling from beginning to end, thinking Yang Ling was just a brute. But he didn't dare to underestimate his opponent. Yang Ling showed no fear and fought Yan Lin to a standstill.

However, he underestimated the power Yang Ling unleashed. With just one move, Yang Ling sent him flying.

"How come you're so weak? People outside said you were very strong, but now it seems you're nothing special!"

Upon hearing Yang Ling's words, Yan Lin, already suffering from significant internal injuries, was further provoked by Yang Ling's words, causing him to spit out a mouthful of blood. Yang Ling took a few steps back in disgust.

"It's not that you're weak, but why are you spitting blood? This is too much! It's making me feel nauseous!"

"You are absolutely despicable, I will definitely take your life. Do you really think I'm the only one? Let me tell you, I will not let you off easily..." he roared at Yang Ling, then added.

"Don't worry, you only have one chance now. I can twist your head off in one move!" Yang Ling sighed. He had seen too many people who talked big. He wondered if all villains were this talkative.
Yang Ling put his hands behind his back, and his aura was different from that of ordinary people.

"I wanted to see what new tricks you could come up with, but this is all you've got. It's truly disappointing. Is this all you're capable of?" His words were full of sarcasm. Upon hearing this, everyone exchanged glances. The Yan family members all thought Yang Ling was far too arrogant. Anyone could talk tough; they could too. In their eyes, Yang Ling was weak, yet dared to spout such nonsense.

"Yang Ling, do you think you'll have a good life after offending the Qin family? I was going to give you a quick death, give you a chance, but you didn't appreciate it!" His tone was impatient. Yan Lin clenched his fists tightly, and an extraordinary aura surged from behind him, almost suffocating those around him. Yang Ling, on the other hand, circulated his inner energy, radiating an unusual fighting spirit...

Facing Yan Lin's aura, Yang Ling showed no fear and directly met it head-on. Their auras collided violently, and before anyone could think, Yan Lin was sent flying. Yan Lin fell to the ground, letting out a painful scream. Seeing this, everyone was shocked. They mistakenly thought Yang Ling had suffered a great loss and burst into laughter, thinking that Yang Ling dared to oppose Yan Lin.

Did they really think they had that kind of strength? In their eyes, Yan Lin's strength was more than enough to deal with Yang Ling. However, the next second, they were dumbfounded, thinking they were seeing things. It was actually Yan Lin lying on the ground. How could this be? They stared at the scene before them in disbelief.

The crowd exchanged bewildered glances, their faces showing surprise. Some even pinched themselves. "Ouch, it really is Yan Lin!" Yan Lin, whose arm had been crippled by Yang Ling, clutched his injury and stared intently at Yang Ling.

Yang Ling stood still the entire time, expressionless, as if he had only done something insignificant. He clenched his fists, exuding an imposing aura.

Yan Lin, not to be outdone, exchanged glances with his disciples. How could Yang Ling's physique be so powerful? He pondered to himself, in terms of strength, how was he inferior to Yang Ling? Yet, in a direct confrontation, he had been defeated by Yang Ling in a single move—it was truly humiliating.

If this gets out, how will he ever face anyone again? Yang Ling walked step by step to Yan Lin.

"I've never been one to show mercy; sometimes I even enjoy playing cat and mouse!" Yang Ling took a step forward, unleashing a powerful palm strike towards Yan Lin. The force of his palm was like a mountain, shaking the very heavens and earth. Yan Lin had no time to dodge and was struck by Yang Ling, dying instantly. Yan Lin's strength was nearly equal to Yang Ling's, yet he was defeated in a single move. This time, Yang Ling won cleanly and decisively; his strength was simply too great.

Feng Xueyuan was smug, feeling that her initial choice was absolutely correct. She placed all her hopes on Yang Ling, and fortunately, Yang Ling really lived up to her expectations.

"Shouldn't your Yan family avenge him? I'm always straightforward. Why don't you all come at me together, and I'll take you all out in one go!" Yang Ling said, enunciating each word clearly. The Yan family members dared not linger any longer, prioritizing their own survival.

"You dared to kill the young master! I will never let you get away with this!"

"And the Qin family won't let you off the hook either!"

"The Qin family elders have been hiding in the shadows all along. Do you think you can escape?"

They chattered on and on.

The Qin family elder, hiding in the shadows, hadn't expected Yang Ling to be so powerful. He had to admit that Yang Ling was a rare genius. That was precisely why he needed to nip Yang Ling in the bud. (End of Chapter)