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A wisp of smoke rose from the valley. Qin Yu squatted beside the fire, turning over the wings of ferocious beasts on the shelf. The grease dripped onto the charcoal and sizzled.

Meng Qianyun stood at the valley entrance and looked out for the thirty-seventh time, and then she could no longer hold back.

"Are you crazy? The Xuan Yin Sect and Tian Ji Sect could come after us at any moment, and you're grilling meat here?"

"Otherwise, are we going to fight on an empty stomach?"

Qin Yu didn't even raise his head; his movements were as steady as if he were in his own backyard.

Meng Qianyun almost choked on her words. She had never seen such a person before. Despite having the cultivation level of a late Foundation Establishment cultivator, he was accompanied by a group of defeated soldiers and a wounded soldier on the verge of death, yet he dared to brazenly start a fire and cook in a no-man's-land.

“You removed the concealment restriction on the spirit boat. Do you know that the spirit boat’s aura can be sensed for miles around here?”

"know."

"Then why are you still retreating?"

"Only by withdrawing can fish take the bait."

Zhu Zhen climbed up from beside the fire and yawned.

"Women are such a hassle. The boss never makes a mistake, so why are you worrying about it?"

Meng Qianyun's expression changed repeatedly. She realized that she couldn't see through the man in front of her at all. She had personally witnessed Qin Yu defeat ten Golden Core stage elders in the battle at Xuan Yin Sect, and even Zhou Tianming, who was in the mid-Nascent Soul stage, was forced to retreat. But that didn't mean he could rest easy.

Kui Wu squatted at the entrance of the cave, guarding his sister. Ye Qingxue was using her spiritual energy to help Kui Hong stabilize her injuries. Three years of torment had turned this female demon into a living dead.

"Boss, when will my sister wake up?"

"Three months."

"Three months is too long. What if someone comes looking for trouble?"

Qin Yu tossed a skewer of grilled chicken wings to Kui Wu.

"It's just in time. It saves me the trouble of going out to find someone to practice with."

Kui Wu took the wings and paused for a moment. He noticed that there was no worry in Qin Yu's eyes. His calmness was not feigned; he had genuinely considered all possible scenarios.

"Only when you're full will you have the strength to kill. No matter who comes over these three days, I'll kill them all for you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhu Zhen's ears suddenly perked up.

"Boss, there's movement at the entrance of the valley. It's a rat."

Qin Yu's gaze swept towards the valley entrance, where a golden rat the size of a fist was peeking out from a crevice in the rocks. A thread of spiritual energy, as thin as a hair, stretched from its back for over a hundred miles.

"It seems the Treasure-Hunting Golden Rat of Wanbao Pavilion hasn't given up yet."

Meng Qianyun's expression turned even more unpleasant.

"This is troublesome. The Treasure-Seeking Golden Rat can transmit our location back to the Treasure Pavilion, and they will send someone over in half an hour at most."

"It's better to send someone. If they come empty-handed, I won't let them pass."

After saying this, Qin Yu continued to flip the wings on the shelf, as if he didn't take Wanbaoge seriously at all.

Zhu Zhen wagged his tail and walked to the valley entrance, grinning at the golden rat.

"Little thing, go back and tell your master that if you want to come and steal things, bring more money, otherwise don't blame this pig for being impolite."

The golden rat trembled with fear at the bloodline pressure emanating from Zhu Zhen and turned to run out of the valley.

Before the time it takes to drink a cup of tea is over, the sound of hurried footsteps can be heard outside the valley.

It wasn't the people from Wanbaoge who came, but a group of ragged bandits.

Leading the group was a burly man with a face full of scars, possessing the cultivation level of the early Golden Core stage. Behind him were more than a hundred men, all of them menacing and blocking the valley entrance.

"Where did this savage come from, daring to light a fire and cook on my turf? Doesn't he know this is Black Wind Stronghold territory?"

Meng Qianyun subconsciously took a step back. Black Wind Stronghold was the most vicious bandit gang in this area. Although their cultivation level was not high, they had the advantage of having many people and being familiar with the terrain.

But Qin Yu didn't even glance at the group of people, continuing to focus on roasting his wings.

"Boss, should I go and deal with them?"

"Need not."

Qin Yu's answer surprised Kui Wu. These people had insulted him so openly, why didn't he teach them a lesson? The burly man became even angrier when Qin Yu ignored him.

"Kid, I'm talking to you, are you deaf?"

Zhu Zhen strolled up to the big man and looked him up and down with the eyes of someone looking at an ant.

"From today onwards, this valley belongs to the Qin family. If you know what's good for you, get out of here. If you don't..."

Before he could finish speaking, Zhu Zhen yawned.

With just that one yawn, an aura of bloodline power belonging to an ancient ferocious beast was released, and the more than one hundred people behind the big man instantly went weak in the knees and knelt down with a thud.

"What...what kind of monster is this? How can it have such a powerful aura?"

The big man's face turned deathly pale. He had been in this area for decades and had never felt such a terrifying sense of oppression. This pig's bloodline was more noble than any of the monsters he had ever seen.

"Looks like you guys aren't too stupid after all."

Qin Yu finally stood up from beside the fire, his gaze sweeping over the more than one hundred bandits kneeling on the ground.

"Since you're here, don't leave. Line up at the valley entrance and shout 'Welcome!' whenever you see someone dressed smartly."

The big man was stunned; he didn't understand what Qin Yu was going to do.

"You...you want us to be doormen?"

"Being a doorman is an honor for you; in reality, it's like being a dog. Do you understand?"

These words made the big man's face turn a deep shade of liver. He had been the leader of Black Wind Stronghold for twenty years, and when had he ever been humiliated like this?

But Zhu Zhen's oppressive aura still weighed heavily on him, and he dared not resist at all.

"I...I understand."

"Very good, go ahead."

More than a hundred bandits stood obediently in a row at the entrance of the valley, each holding a tree branch, looking like a group of soldiers waiting for inspection.

Meng Qianyun was dumbfounded by what she saw. She thought Qin Yu would kill these people, but she didn't expect him to turn them into free doormen.

"Why did you have them guard the door?"

"In order to welcome guests."

Half an hour later, a whooshing sound came from outside the valley entrance.

The people from Wanbaoge have arrived.

Leading the group was a middle-aged man dressed in a golden robe, with a golden abacus hanging from his waist. He was followed by more than twenty golden-armored guards, and they flew menacingly into the sky above the valley.

"Welcome...Welcome!"

The more than one hundred bandits shouted loudly as Qin Yu had instructed, but their voices trembled as they sensed the fierce aura emanating from the golden-armored guards.

The man in the golden robe glanced down at the group of bandits kneeling on the ground and frowned.

"Why are the people from Black Wind Stronghold here, and why are they kneeling and shouting 'Welcome'?"

The guard captain behind him leaned forward and whispered.

"Manager Qian, it seems that group of people have already occupied this valley, and even Black Wind Stronghold has been subdued by them."

Qian Tongshen is the name of this man in the golden robe. He is the manager of the Qingyun Prefecture branch of Wanbaoge and has the cultivation level of the early Nascent Soul stage. He is a prominent figure in the entire Qingyun Prefecture.

"So be it. As long as you hand over what I want, I can spare their lives."

Qian Tongshen took out an abacus from his storage ring and fiddled with it for a few moments.

"The Xuan Yin Sect owes the Wanbao Pavilion a debt of 50,000 spirit crystals. Someone has to pay this debt."

Qin Yu emerged from the valley, followed by Zhu Zhen and Kui Wu, while Ye Qingxue remained in the cave to take care of Kui Hong.

"The people from Wanbaoge arrived so quickly; my wings aren't even finished roasting yet."

Qian Tongshen's gaze fell on Qin Yu. A late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator, accompanied by a pig and a minotaur—to him, this setup was no different from an ant's. (End of Chapter)