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

Three-drug.

Qin Changye just ate half a plant of Dark Orchid. The medicinal effects have been digested, but the toxins are still accumulating in his body and have not been expelled.

Therefore, Qin Changye was very angry at the moment!

Bai Cha was stunned again. He didn't understand why Qin Changye had made him kneel down and stand so close to him when they were talking about musical instruments.

However, she soon realized that she and Qin Changye were completely talking at cross purposes; the xiao that Qin Changye was talking about and the xiao she was thinking of were not the same xiao at all...

She opened her mouth wide in surprise.

Qin Changye took a step forward.

"Waaah..."

One hour later.

With the toxins gone from Qin Changye's body, he felt completely relaxed.

Bai Cha's lips turned black, and she tremblingly raised a finger to poke Qin Changye, her voice filled with undisguised grief and indignation: "You...you're poisonous!"

Her body convulsed as she crawled away, gritting her teeth and threatening, "I, Bai Cha, will remember this humiliation. I will make you pay a hundredfold in the future."

Before she could finish speaking, Qin Changye blocked her path: "You've reminded me that if you don't cut the weeds at the root, they'll grow back in the spring breeze."

Bai Cha panicked and stammered, "You're a grown man, you wouldn't really want to kill this young woman, would you?"

"Qin's sword never kills women!"

Qin Changye's serious tone made Bai Cha breathe a sigh of relief.

However, the next moment, she heard Qin Changye continue, "However, I also have a short sword."

puff!

With a flash of sword light, a thin line of blood appeared on Bai Cha's neck.

Her lips moved as if she wanted to say something, but it was too late; the body collapsed with a thud.

She couldn't understand until her death how she, the daughter of the Prime Minister's family, could die at the hands of a sycophant she had mocked and toyed with countless times.

Qin Changye casually waved his hand, and Bai Cha's corpse was taken into his sea of ​​consciousness and buried in the first level of the Burial Immortal Tower.

The red burial soil surged and swallowed up Bai Cha's corpse.

A moment later, a red energy several times thicker than before rose from the soil and entered Qin Changye's body.

The third level of the Earth Martial Realm—this is the highest-level corpse Qin Changye has ever buried.

The moment the red energy entered his body, he clearly sensed that his cultivation, which had just reached the tenth level of the Human Martial Realm, had advanced another step.

He was just one step away from breaking through the barrier and reaching the Earth Martial Realm.

Beside him, Xiu'er's eyes lit up again, and she couldn't help but give a thumbs up: "He takes care of both killing and collecting the corpses; young master is a man of principle!"

"Xiuer, has the Zhao family's treasure vault been emptied?" At this moment, Qin Changye looked at Xiuer.

Xiuer nodded gently.

"The Zhao family has taken too much over the years, not just from the treasure vault, but also from the remaining houses. We'll clear them out room by room, with only one principle."

Xiuer quickly answered, "Except for the bricks and tiles, take everything else, nothing else."

Qin Changye smiled and gently patted Xiu'er's head, "This little girl is teachable!"

Before Xiuer could even make a move, a series of heavy and hurried footsteps sounded outside the door.

Then, the gate of the Zhao residence was pushed open, and two men walked in with murderous intent.

The man was thin and dressed in a purple official robe; he was Zhao Gao, Zhao Ruyan's father.

The woman, still charming and well-maintained, had a face filled with shock and grief; she was You Fengyun, Zhao Ruyan's mother.

Along the way, they saw collapsed pavilions, shattered screens, and empty treasure vaults...

Their faces were so gloomy they were almost dripping with water.

"Who did it?"

"Tell your father, who did this?"

Zhao Gao leaned against the door frame, his gaze sweeping over the mess in the courtyard before finally settling on the distraught Zhao Ruyan.

His voice was hoarse, as if squeezed from the deepest part of his chest, carrying the gloom of an impending storm.

In that instant.

The wind has calmed down.

The clouds have thinned.

Even the leaves no longer rustled.

"It's Qin Changye!"

"The vandalism of my Zhao family's property, the looting of their treasure vault, and the killing of my brother—it was all Qin Changye's doing!"

Upon seeing her parents return, Zhao Ruyan, who had been collapsed on the ground, instantly became energetic again, as if she had been injected with chicken blood.

"What did you say?"

"It's this good-for-nothing?"

Zhao Gaoshun looked at Qin Changye with anger, murderous intent, and incomprehensible shock in his eyes.

He never imagined that this famous, sycophantic man, who was known throughout the capital but could never utter a sound, would have such a wolfish side.

If Zhao Ruyan weren't his biological daughter, and wouldn't lie about such things, he simply wouldn't believe her.

Not long ago, Zhao Duanming's life tablet shattered, and the guests who were visiting Ye Wang's mansion were shocked and rushed back in a hurry.

Along the way, they considered countless possible killers.

He had political enemies in the imperial court.

Some of them were former colleagues who had been framed.

Among them are the rogue cultivators I've offended over the years...

The only person I didn't think of was Qin Changye.

They were convinced that Qin Changye lacked both the ability and the courage.

However, at this moment, the undeniable facts are laid bare before us.

Qin Changye had changed; his face now bore a composure that was completely unfamiliar to Zhao Gao and his wife.

It's like:

He is no longer a sycophant who can be bullied by everyone!

Instead, he became a shrewd and resourceful hunter!

The offensive and defensive strategies have shifted!

"Great! Excellent!"

Zhao Gao's face was contorted with rage: "You damned bastard! Our Zhao family took pity on you, and I even married my precious daughter to you. Instead of being grateful, you came to my Zhao family to cause trouble and cruelly murdered my Ming'er! How can you be just like your bastard father? Aren't you afraid of being struck by lightning?"

Mentioning his father, Qin Wuyai, Qin Changye's brows furrowed instantly: "You keep calling my father a scoundrel? If I remember correctly, my father did you a great favor back then."

"A great favor?"

"What great favor?"

Zhao Gao's cold laughter, laced with the sound of wind, was particularly grating: "Back then, your father only saved my life once."

"Did I ask him to save me? Wasn't it him who insisted on doing it because he was nosy?"

"Besides, he gained a lot of reputation because of saving me. If we're talking about a great favor, it's me who owes him the greatest favor."

He spoke with increasing conviction, as if he were stating the most unquestionable truth in the world.

"And now."

His finger poked at Qin Changye, his teeth grinding together.

"Is this how you repay your father's debt of gratitude?"

"I have never seen such a shameless person!"