Having cultivated myself into an immortal, all I want to do is raise female disciples.

“Interesting~” He looked at Lin Yuan without fear, but instead showed a very interested look: “Little girl, it seems that you also have some strange things about you, just like me.”

Lin Yuan arrogantly raised her head, placed one foot on the table, and coldly looked down at Zuo He: "Don't lump me in with trash like you that can be found anywhere, you insect."

insect?!

Zuo He's lips twitched violently, and his eyes revealed murderous intent: "How shameless! What's wrong with the disciples of the Qin Sect these days? They're all getting more arrogant than the last?"

“Strictly speaking, I am not a disciple of this Qin Sect.”

Lin Yuan's words made the Qin Sect's main hall so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

Zuo He frowned, not understanding the meaning of Lin Yuan's words.

"Hmph, foolish." Lin Yuan glanced at Zuo He with disdain and said, "I am only slightly interested in the art of playing the zither. I suppose the only place in this world that can accommodate me is that academy."

That... academy?

No one could understand what Lin Yuan was saying.

But Lin Yuan didn't care whether anyone could understand her or not.

"However, I still have some respect for Emperor Wen, and his zither playing... is something I appreciate."

"And you, you insect, dare to insult what I like; this is a capital offense."

"what."

Zuo He spread his hands, feigning indifference: "Death penalty? Just because I said your zither skills are trash?"

Has the world become a place where you can't tell the truth?

"Compared to that outdated stuff, compared to this useless and worthless Qin Sect, isn't the Immortal Capital much stronger? Aren't its immortal techniques more profound?"

Where did I go wrong?

The words fell.

The sound of the zither begins.

Lin Yuan didn't bother to waste words with Zuo He. She immediately slapped the guqin with her palm. Instantly, her slender fingers danced like a whirlwind, leaving hundreds and thousands of afterimages as hundreds and thousands of guqin techniques swept over the sky.

Zuo He's eyes widened in shock. As he saw the hundreds of thousands of musical instruments, the strings that echoed in his ears dragged him into a pure and endless vortex of darkness.

He looked down in slight surprise and found that the ground beneath his feet had disappeared, replaced by an endless spiral of pitch-black vortex. At the bottom of the vortex was a deep darkness that was invisible, inaudible, and unseen.

Gravity assaulted him, and he felt as if he were being dragged by something, his whole body being swallowed up by the vortex.

"Artistic conception...subtle meaning? How laughable!"

Zuo Hejinyao's left eye emitted a dazzling golden light, which instantly transformed into a small, blazing sun, enveloping his entire body.

The radiance of the blazing sun completely dispelled the surrounding darkness!

This secret realm, which evolved from the winding path, has been abruptly broken!

Lin Yuan frowned, seemingly having anticipated that the golden eyes would be difficult to deal with. As a result, she changed her finger techniques several times in succession, and the musical incantations she played suddenly disappeared, replaced by a large number of new musical incantations.

The sound of the strings suddenly shifted downwards, abruptly changing from its previous long and silent tone to one that was rapid and eerie.

Before Zuo He could fully extricate himself from the reverie, he discovered that the surrounding area was stained with layer upon layer of crimson.

Towering flames, a burning inferno, endless spikes.

The sky above collapsed, the agonizing wails of vengeful spirits echoed in their ears, an insurmountable wall of fire stood before them, and around them were clusters of leaping, terrifying crimson flames, like ferocious beasts.

He had nowhere to escape, for he was now in a clearing covered with thorns, and if he took a step in any direction, he would be plunged into the deadly thicket of needles.

In his vision, he could even see countless versions of himself, pierced through the body by sharp spikes and dying.

Burning, fear, oppression, pain.

Overwhelmed by negative emotions, Zuo He frowned deeply, his forehead drenched in cold sweat.

Just as the flames were about to engulf him completely, he suddenly opened his eyes, and golden light shot out from his golden pupils!

"It's nothing more than some manipulative tactics!"

"Get out of here, all of you!"

He shouted sharply.

A thousand giant waves surged forth, a wisp of green smoke appeared in his palm, and he forcefully flung his immortal technique forward!

Golden eyes that shine like the sun.

The flames died down, the spikes broke, and the sky was bright again.

Suddenly, everything vanished into thin air.

Lin Yuan frowned even more. The surging wind and waves made her movements pause for a moment. For that brief gap, there were no notes or strings.

It was this fleeting opportunity that Zuo He seized.

A surge of rich, pale golden spiritual energy erupted from his entire body, transforming him into a fierce tiger as he suddenly charged forward to Lin Yuan.

Yuan'er had no time to dodge, so she could only cross her arms, hug the guqin, and take the punch.

boom!

Like a kite with a broken string, Yuan'er flew out horizontally and crashed into a corner of the main hall, just in time to hit the heavy Xuan Bell.

hum~

With a heavy thud, Lin Yuan slowly slid down, coughing violently twice.

Her fair little hand was already swollen, and if nothing unexpected happened, most of the bones in her hand should be broken.

Her hands trembled slightly, and her face remained cold. She did not show any sign of pain, but instead tried with difficulty to get up from the ground.

But before Lin Yuan could get up...

Click, click...

The sound of hand bones being crushed.

Zuo He breathed heavily, stepping on Lin Yuan's left hand. He looked down at Lin Yuan, whose expression showed slight pain but who was still trying not to cry out, and his lips curled up exaggeratedly.

"I must admit, your little tricks did have some effect on me."

"but……"

"Aaaaaaahh ...

When her right hand bones were being crushed and trampled repeatedly, Lin Yuan finally couldn't bear it any longer and let out a scream.

Seemingly delighted by the screams, Zuo He revealed a pleased expression and laughed, "That's all you've got. Mere zither playing, just enough to leave people confused."

"It's nothing more than these petty tricks, bewitching people, ha... a crooked and evil path!"

Lin Yuan's eyes widened, her teeth clenched, cold sweat streaming down her forehead. She forced back the pain and said sharply, "You are not allowed to insult Emperor Wen's teachings..."

"So what if I really insulted you today?"

Zuo He grabbed Lin Yuan's neck with one hand, his face contorted in a ferocious expression.

Sensing the madness and murderous intent in Zuo He's words, Qin Shishi, who was some distance away, immediately cried out in alarm.

"Don't you dare lay a hand on Yuan'er!"

"I can do whatever I want to whomever I want! Who are you bunch of trash to lecture me?!"

Zuo He suddenly turned around, his golden eyes flashing.

The violent impact swept through her entire body, and Qin Shishi was completely blasted away.

Zuo He glanced disdainfully at Qin Shishi, who was slumped on the ground covered in blood, and then issued a ruthless order.

"kill."

He ordered his hundreds of Xian Du subordinates—

"Not a single member of the Qin Sect will be spared."

As soon as he finished speaking...

A hundred white figures flashed past, and in an instant, the entire hall was filled with the glint of swords and the clash of blades.

Blood was splattering, wailing, roaring, struggling, and crying out.

Amidst endless suffering.

Everything returned to calm.

In the boundless silence.

Zuo He stood alone, gripping Lin Yuan's neck, under her terrified gaze—

"From today onwards, whether it's the Qin School or the art of playing the Qin..."

"That's all in the past."

He finished speaking.

While applying force with the palm.

Click.

The petite girl's neck was broken so easily.

On that delicate face, in those ruthless and cruel blood-red eyes, anger slowly faded along with pain.

Instead, there was a silence called death.

……

Zuo He slowly stood up, looking at everything with satisfaction.

Corpses littered the ground, a silent girl.

Everything, everything, is reduced to death.

"Let's go."

Zuo He let out a long sigh, a smirk playing on his lips, and turned his head away.

From then on.

The Qin Sect no longer exists in the Extreme Heaven Domain!