Qin Luo waved his hand and went downstairs.

……

Upon reaching the entrance of the residential compound, Qin Luo called Jiang Hongtu. Soon, the middle-aged man sent a minivan to pick him up and take him to the Jiang family compound, located in a secluded suburb.

Compared to the wealth and power they possess.

The Jiang family compound appears rather simple, even somewhat shabby.

The house is a courtyard house.

antique.

At the entrance to the courtyard, adorned with large red lanterns, a middle-aged man in a Tang suit was already waiting respectfully, his hands clasped in a fist salute and a broad smile on his face.

"Master Qin, what brings you here today?"

"I've come to see someone."

Qin Luo didn't stand on ceremony and stepped into the Jiang family's courtyard.

He came here to vent.

There's no need to be restrained anymore.

Jiang Hongtu stood by, understanding the situation perfectly. He had guessed it when he saw Qin Luo's fondness for dairy products last time. Today, Qin Luo was indeed here to see his beautiful daughter.

He clapped his hands.

He gave an apologetic yet satisfied smile.

“Well, Master Qin, my daughter only returned from Liaozhou last year and doesn’t usually live at the Jiang family’s. I’ll give you a key to her apartment in a bit, and you can go there…”

"I'm not looking for him, I'm looking for Bi Zhiyi," Qin Luo interrupted him.

Jiang Hongtu: "?"

Although I don't know why Qin Luo would want to find such a decrepit old man.

However, the opponent is a master of the Taixu realm.

We cannot be negligent.

Jiang Hongtu summoned a servant and instructed him to take Qin Luo to the Jiang family's dungeon.

Qin Luo followed the servants up a slope. In the dimly lit basement, there were several closed cells. After turning a few corners, he saw Bi Zhiyi, who was bound by chains and leaning against the corner of the wall.

Long time no see.

The heretical cultivator was curled up there, his aura weak, clearly having suffered greatly.

I saw Qin Luo.

The old man's pupils contracted slightly.

"What are you here for?"

He has been interrogated several times in the past few days and has been forced to reveal many secrets.

But what he feared most was not the Jiang family, but this guy. That cannon shot that day left him with a huge psychological shadow, and even his Dao heart collapsed.

It felt like my worldview was collapsing.

The thing I've pursued my whole life was thrown into the trash can by someone in one fell swoop.

"Does Xian Ning have any other evil cultivator accomplices of yours? Last time, you were planning to tip them off, weren't you?" Qin Luo said.

Just like the righteous path has its own families and groups.

The weaker evil practitioners will inevitably become more united and stick together for warmth.

perhaps.

There are no shortage of evil cultivators hiding in Xianning.

"That's not true."

Bi Zhiyi remained silent for a moment, then turned her head away defiantly, refusing to answer.

Even thieves have their code of honor.

Even evil cultivators would not betray their partners!

"I love your rebellious spirit." Qin Luo praised his courage, rolled up his sleeves, grabbed a stool from the side, and waved it around a couple of times as a warm-up.

The best way to relieve stress is simply to find some unlucky guy and beat him up...

Prepare to die.

In front of the Jiang family.

I was just looking for a reason to hit you.

Bi Zhiyi: "..."

Seeing the cold smile on Qin Luo's lips, the old man shrank back into the corner in fear. Why do you seem even happier when I don't say anything?

Who exactly is the heretical cultivator?

"I'll talk, I'll talk! They're all in Sidaokou!"

The old man covered his head with his hands in fear.

"Better to die than to die, my fellow Daoist. He's already become an evil cultivator, what does morality matter to him?"

I didn't expect Bi Zhiyi to be so open-minded.

With members of the Jiang family watching from behind, Qin Luo had no choice but to scoff, throw down the stool, and maintain his persona as a reclusive master.

“Explain in detail.”

Chapter 26 You Must Strive

Bi Zhiyi's Dao heart collapsed, leaving him with virtually no resistance.

Without much effort, Qin Luo obtained an address and three accurate names.

The Jiang family has connections within the police system.

Following these names as clues, Qin Luo waited a while and obtained photos and detailed information about these evil cultivators. One of them was the youngest, only twenty-two years old, a college student who had not yet graduated and worked part-time at a milk tea shop.

have to say.

In this era, whether they are cultivators or heretics, they are all very down-to-earth.

"Master Qin, what do you need their information for? Could it be that some evil cultivator has offended you?" Jiang Hongtu asked cautiously.

"It's a personal matter."

Qin Luo shook his head, about to leave, when he remembered something else.

"By the way, please call me Qin Luo from now on. I am a junior, and the title 'Grandmaster' sounds a bit awkward."

Whether it's a past life or this life.

He considers himself an ordinary person.

I was fortunate enough to be reborn.

To live another life.

Qin Luo would not abandon or reject the power simply because it came so easily, nor would he consider himself extraordinary just because he was ahead of others, thinking that he deserved the title of Grandmaster.

It was just luck.

"Hmm? Okay, Qin Luo, Qin Luo it is."

I don't know what Qin Luo is thinking.

Jiang Hongtu was stunned for a moment, then his eyes lit up and a smile appeared on his face.

The way they address each other is more intimate.

This is clearly an indication of increased trust in the Jiang family.

……

Qin Luo took the documents and left the Jiang family compound.

Follow the clues.

He quickly found the milk tea shop on the roadside called Sweetie.

The milk tea shop was small and the decor was just average. There were only two square tables in the entire shop. However, the only advantage was that it was quite close to Qin Luo's home, only a ten-minute walk away. It seemed that he could come here whenever his Dao heart was unstable in the future.

There was only one employee in the shop at the moment, wearing an orange milk tea shop uniform. He was the guy in the file, named Xing Liang.

Qin Luo walked into the store and looked around for a while, watching Xing Liang cleaning the milk tea machine.

Very weak...

Without careful observation, one cannot even sense the presence of spiritual energy, suggesting that he has only recently begun cultivating.

"What would you like to drink, sir?" Xing Liang asked with a friendly smile.

"You're a heretical cultivator, aren't you?"

Qin Luo got straight to the point, rolling up his sleeves. Everyone's time is precious; saving your own time also saves the other person's time.

Xing Liang's face stiffened.

"Sir, what are you saying? I don't understand..."

Qin Luo beckoned to him.

Xing Liang walked out looking completely bewildered. Without saying a word, Qin Luo grabbed him by the collar, dragged him to the back storage room, and gave him a good beating.

All unpleasantness vanished with the violence.

Thoughts are clear and open.

Qin Luo made himself a cup of milk tea, put twenty yuan on the counter, and sat down in a chair.

"When did you become a heretical cultivator?"

"last week."

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