The Burial Tower of Immortals buries the heavens, the earth, and all the immortals.

Qin Changye reached out and gently wiped away the tears on her face: "I'm not a god, I'm your big brother."

Next, Qin Changye instructed Li Yourong and the others to take these children back to the Qin Prince's residence to properly treat their injuries.

After doing all this, Qin Changye turned around and his gaze fell on the row of barbarian warriors kneeling neatly behind him.

His face was extremely grim, and the murderous intent in his eyes intensified: "Tell me, who is the mastermind behind this?"

The barbarian warriors knelt on the ground, heads bowed, not daring to answer.

They trembled at the thought of the madman who concocted the blood pills.

If I don't betray this madman, I might get killed.

But betraying this madman would surely mean a fate worse than death.

"If you don't speak now," Qin Changye drew his ink sword, pointing the blade at them, "then you'll never speak again."

They're going to be slaughtered!

One of the barbarian warriors could no longer hold back and shouted in a trembling voice, "We have all surrendered. According to the rules, you cannot kill prisoners."

Qin Changye looked at Xiuer: "Did you hear them surrender?"

Xiuer, carrying the sledgehammer, decisively shook her head.

Qin Changye then looked at Ren Pingsheng and the onlookers: "Did you all hear that?"

Everyone was shaking their heads.

"Since you're facing certain death and still refuse to surrender," Qin Changye withdrew his gaze, his ink-black sword slashing down heavily. "Then I have no choice but to kill you all without mercy."

The next moment, the barbarian warriors' pleas for mercy, their explanations, and their curses were all silenced.

The moment their bodies crashed to the ground, Qin Changye buried them in the first level of the Burial Immortal Tower.

With the feedback of the red energy, Qin Changye's cultivation was approaching a bottleneck, and he could be upgraded to the first level of the King Martial Realm at any time.

This also indicates that Qin Changye may open the second level of the Burial Immortal Tower at any time.

Beside him, Zhen Shabi slumped to the ground, watching the corpses of barbarian warriors lying in pools of blood, his face full of incomprehension. He said, "Young Master Qin, these children are nothing but beggars snatched from the streets of the capital. They have no parents, they are as lowly as ants. You are of such noble status, why are you angry over these lowly people?"

His tone was confident and assertive, as if he were stating an unquestionable truth.

"You bastard, shut up!"

Xiuer's eyes were red.

She remembered that year, when the north wind was like a knife, a blizzard sealed off the city, and she huddled in the snow waiting to die.

Not a single one of those richly dressed, powerful figures spouting righteousness and morality stopped to look at her.

It wasn't until Qin Changye appeared, personally handing her a steaming white bun, and then taking her back to the Qin Prince's Mansion, that things changed.

When she was at her most lonely and helpless, they gave her a home and pulled her out of the abyss.

Looking at these children, they are also orphans like her, without parents. In their most lonely and helpless moments, someone brought them to this dark and gloomy house, pushing them into an even deeper abyss.

Hell is empty, and the devils are on earth.

Those barbarian warriors are devils, the mastermind behind it all is a devil, and Zhen Shabi, who is protecting these devils, is no less a devil.

Xiuer raised the sledgehammer in her hand, ready to smash it down on Zhen Shabi.

Qin Changye raised his hand to stop her.

Before killing Zhen Shabi, there are still some questions to ask.

"Since you know these children are orphans who were kidnapped, you must also know about the bloodletting." Qin Changye looked down at Zhen Shabi, the ink sword gleaming coldly in his hand. "Now tell me, who is the mastermind behind this?"

Zhen Shabi's facial muscles twitched violently as he forced out the last shred of his courage: "Young Master Qin, these children are just a bunch of lowly people. Wouldn't it be better to turn a blind eye? Why insist on digging into their background?"

"Bullshit about superior and inferior."

Qin Changye interrupted him, his voice as cold as ice: "In my eyes, the lives of barbarian warriors are lives, the lives of the nobles of the Great Zhou are lives, and the lives of these beggars are lives—lives of equal weight!"

"Answer me now: who is behind this? Where are you? Or die!"

Qin Changye raised his ink sword, its sharp edge pressed directly against Zhen Shabi's neck.

Zhen Shabi's expression changed completely. After a few moments of contemplation, he finally spoke up: "At most, I can tell you that the mastermind behind this is Tie Shilei, a direct descendant of the Tie family, and the true controller of this martial arts school."

He had been lurking in the capital for many years, and this martial arts school was his base for collecting blood. The beggars who had disappeared from the capital over the years were all captured by his men.

As for where he is now, even if you kill me, I cannot tell you, otherwise this madman will make me suffer worse than death.

Mentioning Tie Shilei, Zhen Shabi revealed the same fear as the previous assassins.

He knew very well that Tie Shilei was a complete madman!

"Want to die? It's not that easy!"

Qin Changye's ink sword fell, and Zhen Shabi's leg was separated from his body.

This leg is neither the left nor the right leg.

The excruciating pain contorted Zhen Shabi's face, and he rolled around on the ground in agony, but he still gritted his teeth and refused to reveal where Tie Shilei was now.

"Have some backbone!"

Qin Changye took out several silver needles and skillfully inserted them into Zhen Shabi's specific acupoints.

Instantly, a hundredfold pain swept over me.

"Speak! I'll talk!"

Zhen Shabi couldn't hold back any longer.

After Qin Changye removed the silver needles, Zhen Shabi, ignoring the beads of sweat on his forehead, urgently asked, "Young Master Qin, if I tell you where he is now, can you spare my life?"

Qin Changye nodded.

Zhen Shabi took a breath and said, "My father is the Vice Minister of the Ministry of Rites, in charge of diplomatic affairs. He knew in advance about the defeat in the Northern Border and also knew that General Tie of the Barbarian Kingdom would come to negotiate tomorrow. So he prepared an escape route for himself in advance. Tonight, he specially hosted a banquet at home to entertain several high-ranking Barbarian Kingdom officials who were lurking in the capital. Tie Shilei must be among them."

After saying this, Zhen Shabi saw that Qin Changye's murderous intent had not diminished, so he hurriedly reminded him, "You just said that if I told you where Tie Shilei is now, you would not kill me."

"Don't worry, I keep my word. If I say I won't kill you, I won't."

Qin Changye turned to Xiuer beside him: "You do the killing!"

Zhen Shabi's eyes widened, wanting to curse, but Xiu'er's hammer had already slammed down...