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

"I'll say it again, if you dare to oppose me again, I advise you to think carefully. With your strength, you're simply not qualified to know my identity. Even if I take these items, it's none of your business!" His voice was extremely arrogant; even without seeing his expression, his tone was full of disdain, as if no one was worthy of his attention. He was about to leave when Yang Ling, lost in thought, felt his anger flare up. Unexpectedly, someone dared to leave as they pleased in front of him, so he stepped forward, blocking the man's path.

The man was startled to see Yang Ling appear out of nowhere: "Who are you? How dare you block my way! But your aura is not weak, and your strength seems quite formidable. Could it be that you are the owner of these cultivation manuals? In that case, I'm willing to give you some face and a bag of crystals, and we'll call it even!" Yang Ling sneered. Did he think he could be dismissed with such a small amount? He'd have to see if Yang Ling was even worthy! They hadn't expected Yang Ling to personally intervene, and they were all worried for him. Yang Ling's strength was considerable, and the sect behind him would certainly not let them off the hook. They couldn't afford to offend either side.

Feng Xueyuan stood aside, knowing Yang Ling would win, but he didn't want to cause any more trouble. At that moment, the man looked at Yang Ling and charged forward. His expression changed; he hadn't expected Yang Ling's attack to be so ruthless, even shaking the heavens and earth. He tried to dodge, but it was too late, and he was sent flying. Yang Ling landed steadily.

Feng Xueyuan stood behind Yang Ling, dumbfounded. He knew Yang Ling was strong, but he never expected him to be this strong.

"Don't make a move yet. If I'm not mistaken, this person is either from the Huo or Yan family, and is very likely an elder!" He thought that once Yang Ling retrieved the item, he shouldn't make any further moves.

However, just a moment later...

Yang Ling moved with lightning speed, his eyes flashing with a sharp killing intent.

Upon seeing this, Feng Xueyuan felt a sudden chill in her heart, and an ominous premonition surged within her.

Is Yang Ling planning to kill them to silence them?

Although the man fled quickly, Yang Ling was even faster.

He appeared silently behind the man like a ghost.

He gathered immense power in his hands and suddenly unleashed a punch.

The man was struck, his bones broke, and he collapsed to the ground in agony, spitting blood from his mouth.

His pupils contracted sharply, and he eventually breathed his last. He never imagined that he would die at the hands of Yang Ling.

Feng Xueyuan hurriedly stepped forward, looking at Yang Ling with a complicated expression.

"You've taken his life directly. Won't that cause unnecessary trouble?" He was amazed by Yang Ling's strength; killing someone with just one move was truly astonishing.

Then, Feng Xueyuan seemed to have thought of something and pulled Yang Ling outside.

"Hurry up and leave, don't get into any more trouble! You should know that the Wind and Rain Tower has stood the test of time because it must have an astonishing force supporting it!"

"What's there to be afraid of? They haven't given us what they promised yet. I won't leave until they offer a high enough price!" Yang Ling said seriously, leaving Feng Xueyuan dumbfounded.

"Are you kidding me? What time is it, why are you still worrying about these things? The people here are not easy to deal with, we have to be careful!"

"This young lady is right. You injured our people, and you still want to escape?" A voice rang out, accompanied by a terrifying aura that swept over, frantically devouring the surrounding air. This aura was comparable to that of the black-robed man before, but far more powerful. Yang Ling quickly shielded Feng Xueyuan behind him.

A woman walked out with a handsome man, and Feng Xueyuan exclaimed in surprise.

"As expected, they are from the Yan family. They are Madam Yan and Yan Jiao! Yan Jiao is Yan Lin's elder brother. Now it will be difficult for him to leave!" He realized that things were going badly. Yan Jiao clenched his fists, never expecting that the enemy who killed his brother was right in front of him. His face instantly twisted, becoming ferocious and terrifying.

"Mother, he is Yang Ling. I told you before, my brother died at his hands! He is the enemy of our Yan family! Not only that, he also made our entire family lose face!" Madam Yan's expression was cold as she gathered her strength. Feng Xueyuan lowered her voice and leaned close to Yang Ling's ear.

"This person is exceptionally powerful, has a vast backing, and represents the dignity of the royal family. She was originally a daughter of the Huo family, but married into the Yan family. You must not act rashly!"

"Although the Huo and Yan families have always been rivals, the Huo family will never stand by and watch their daughter die at your hands! I'm going back to the sect now!" He gritted his teeth, worried that he wouldn't be able to unleash his full strength.

"Fine, you must avenge my brother! After you've dealt with him, spare his life, and I'll torture him slowly!" they shouted, finally capturing Yang Ling.

"Although I don't know where you came from, your aura is extraordinary. Unfortunately, an ancient ruin is about to be revealed nearby!"

"I don't have that much time to duel with you, let's finish this quickly!" Yang Ling frowned, not expecting that even such a remote place would know about the ancient ruins. It seems that the matter has spread far and wide.

"This Wind and Rain Pavilion is originally the property of our Huo family, and we have a share in it. Today, you must die no matter what, especially since you killed my son. I will tear you to pieces to vent my hatred!"

"Even if you have the entire sect backing you up, it's a pity that old man isn't here. Killing you would be as easy as turning my hand!" Her eyes were icy cold. Yang Ling quickly stepped forward; he couldn't wait to make his move, but he had to see if he had the ability. Besides, enough with the nonsense!

"Although I am now married and rarely use my martial arts, it doesn't mean I lack strength. You dare to approach me; your courage is truly commendable!" She smiled, unleashing a palm strike that trembled the entire house. Yang Ling roared, swinging his sword to meet the attack, his aura forming a vortex that enveloped his body.

The two forces collided and spread outwards, sending those nearby flying. Yang Ling remained suspended in mid-air, refusing to yield. He withdrew his hand, his expression grim; Yang Ling's power was truly astounding. He had only been testing the waters earlier; now he had to be serious. It seemed Yang Ling's ability to kill his son far exceeded his expectations.

At first, he thought Yang Ling had used some underhanded means, but now it seemed that wasn't the case. Yang Ling, at such a young age, already gave him a sense of crisis. If he were allowed to continue growing, wouldn't his life and death be in his own hands?
"You are indeed exceptionally talented. If you hadn't offended us, and were given a few more years to grow, you might have surpassed us in the future. But you killed my son and offended us..."

"Even if the Heavenly King himself came, he couldn't save you!" Madam Yan said, lunging forward again. The two were locked in fierce combat, their auras enveloping each other.

"You must be Feng Xueyuan? You're one of the better prospects in your sect, how did you end up with Yang Ling? Your judgment isn't very good either, you've blinded your sect's elders as well!" Yan Jiao's voice was sinister. He hadn't expected to run into Yang Ling while just out for a stroll. It was truly a case of the brave prevailing when paths cross, but unfortunately, he was no match for Yang Ling. If it came to a direct confrontation, no one could protect him.

But with her mother around, she'll surely be able to kill Yang Ling. Feng Xueyuan secretly worried for Yang Ling; Madam Yan was no easy opponent. It was said that before her marriage, she had killed several elders, making her famous for a time. It was a pity she was a woman, and only married later due to family pressure.

Feng Xueyuan hurriedly tried to send a message for help, but at the critical moment, Yan Jiao wanted to stop her. He had finally gotten a chance to deal with Yang Ling alone, and naturally couldn't let it slip away. If he could kill Yang Ling and hold Feng Xueyuan back, everything would go much more smoothly. Just as he was about to make his move, an aura blocked his path, and his murderous energy seemed to be drained away, instantly dissipating his power.

What exactly happened? He turned his head and saw that the forces surrounding Yang Ling were suppressing Madam Yan. Madam Yan was pierced through the chest by Yang Ling's sword on the spot, without even having time to scream. Yan Jiao was so angry that his eyes rolled back, and he fainted from a fit of rage. The moment Yan Jiao fell to the ground, Yang Ling appeared in front of him and ended his life with a single sword strike.

After all that was done, a faint smell of blood still lingered in the air.

Feng Xueyuan stood frozen in place, the object in her hand falling to the ground with a "thud".

She stared wide-eyed, dumbfounded at the scene before her, speechless. Suddenly, she realized that Yang Ling had actually held back some of his strength.

These two were so easily dealt with by Yang Ling?
From beginning to end, Yang Ling didn't seem to exert much effort.

It seems like he didn't even use many moves? She rubbed her eyes, almost unable to believe it. Yang Ling quickly calmed down and calmly withdrew his gaze. This move was a bit slow, exceeding his expectations.

“It looks like an ancient ruin is about to be discovered. We need to hurry over there. The news has spread, so many people must have already gone. Come with me, and we can investigate.” Yang Ling said.

"Stop talking, let's go!" Feng Xueyuan grabbed Yang Ling's hand, her voice trembling. She wasn't worried about Yang Ling getting into trouble, but rather about the entire sect being implicated by him. Yang Ling waved his hand, took the storage rings from the two people, and after a careful inspection, found quite a lot. He also took the high-level cultivation techniques.

"We can go now!" Yang Ling said, walking outside. Feng Xueyuan watched this scene, her lips twitching slightly, wondering if Yang Ling had obtained everything in the past using this method?

No wonder there were so many, she thought to herself.

"Where are we going now?" Feng Xueyuan asked.

"If this land belongs to the Huo family, then we'll take whatever we want. I can take anything from the Huo family, and even if they come knocking, I can handle it!" Yang Ling had originally treated them kindly, but he hadn't expected them to be so ungrateful. So, Yang Ling decided not to be polite and took everything he could. After doing this, the old man hiding in the corner looked at Yang Ling, his heart skipping a beat. Only after they left did he emerge from the corner, looking at the mess on the ground with a helpless expression.

Especially the corpses on the ground—this was a huge problem. Yang Ling led Feng Xueyuan away from Fengyu Tower, heading in a secluded direction. He had already inquired and found out that the place was in a mountain range, not far from them.

"Now look what you've done! You've offended not only them, but the Huo family too! You've offended everyone you can and can't afford to offend. You need to understand, they all have powerful connections, and with that status, they act with even more impunity!" Although Yang Ling didn't get into any major trouble this time, he still attracted a lot of hatred.

"What are you afraid of? Do you think I'd be afraid of them? They think they can ride roughshod over me? Dream on! If you ask me, with my abilities, dealing with them is a piece of cake!" Feng Xueyuan didn't reply, but simply looked at Yang Ling quietly. Yang Ling radiated light, and even she was convinced.

"Why don't we go together? Although I'm much weaker than you, I'm sure I won't hold you back. I'm capable of protecting myself!"

"I don't think it's that simple inside; it could be very dangerous. In short, we must be careful, as anything could happen!" Yang Ling gave a few instructions and then said nothing more. Feng Xueyuan also understood that the sect's current situation was very precarious. No wonder the sect leader was trying to recruit disciples everywhere; Yang Ling's actions had inadvertently put pressure on the sect.

When Yang Ling arrived, they were surprised to find that a large crowd had already gathered outside. Before they even went in, they could hear murmurs and discussions coming from the crowd.

"Some more reckless fools have come over. Several groups have arrived today. Do they dare to come again?"

"The entire territory has been sealed off by those families. We bystanders can't get in at all. They're too arrogant!"

"What can you do? Do you think you can handle them? Let's stay outside and see if we can get a share later!" They were just passersby, not strong enough to go in. Yang Ling ignored them, and as they watched him walk in, they began to mock him.

"Didn't that idiot understand what I said? I find it rather funny! He'll definitely be kicked out if he goes in, let's wait and see!"

"That's definitely the case. They still want to go in? How ridiculous!"

"Look at yourselves, you actually think you can get in!" They were mostly disdainful. Even outsiders like them couldn't get in, so how could Yang Ling possibly get in? Sure enough, before Yang Ling even got close, he saw an elder blocking his way, his words tinged with displeasure.

"Who are you? You don't look like you're from the family, so get out of here!" He waved his hand, and the people around him were watching the show; this was going to be interesting. Yang Ling looked closely and wondered who it was, but it turned out to be the elder he had injured last time, who was actually shouting here.

"I mean, how have you been! Have you forgotten how I beat you up last time? Your injuries have healed pretty quickly; you can even stand up!" Hearing Yang Ling's voice, a voice he could never forget, not even in death, he felt an urge to tear Yang Ling to pieces. Seeing Yang Ling again, his teeth nearly ground to powder; he wanted nothing more than to kill him right then and there. However, he lacked the strength; to act now would only mean certain death.

"I heard you had left the sect. I thought you ran away because you weren't strong enough. I didn't expect you to come back. (End of Chapter)"