pjbooks Chapter 107 The Qin Family Elder, A Miscalculation
Chapter 107 The Qin Family Elder, A Miscalculation
The Qin family's secret meeting room.
This place is located at the deepest part of the Qin family's headquarters.
There were no windows on any side, only twelve black stone pillars supporting the dome.
The stone pillar is engraved with the names of powerful members of the Qin family throughout history.
Every name has stirred up a storm in Dragon Abyss City.
And today.
The lights were turned on again in the secret council chamber that had not been truly opened for a long time.
Qin Qingcang stood below the main seat.
Qin Yue stood to his side and behind.
Neither of them sat down.
Because the people coming today are not ordinary elders of the Qin family.
Rather, it is one of the true strengths of the Qin family.
The three Supreme Elders.
boom--
At the end of the secret council chamber, the first stone door slowly opened.
An old man in a gray robe came out.
He was thin, with white hair hanging down his shoulders, and deep wrinkles on his face.
But his eyes were so sharp they seemed to cut through the air.
Qin Yuanlie.
The First Elder of the Qin Family.
Peak of the Commander Realm.
He usually guards the Qin family's eastern energy storage facility and has not been involved in external affairs for many years.
The second stone gate opened.
A burly old man in a black robe stepped out.
Qinshanhe.
The second elder of the Qin family.
Both are at the peak of the Commander Realm.
His breath was the deepest.
With each step, the ground seemed to tremble slightly.
The third stone door opened.
The last one to emerge was an elderly man with a delicate, feminine face.
Qin Wujiu.
The third elder of the Qin family.
The moment the three appeared simultaneously, the air in the entire secret council chamber seemed to be pressed down by three mountains.
Qin Qingcang lowered his head.
"Greetings to the three Venerable Ones."
Qin Yue also bowed.
"Greetings to the three Venerable Ones."
Qin Yuanlie made no polite gestures.
He walked to the stone table and picked up the dossier on it.
The death of Qin Zhao.
The Qin family's secret guards were all wiped out.
Lin Yuan.
Lin Xiaoya.
Blood-faced Ancient Cultivator.
The Star Source Pool incident.
All the documents were laid out on the table.
Qin Yuanlie only glanced at it a few times before his brows furrowed.
"A Qi and Blood Realm Level 1 cultivator from the border region."
"How could the Qin family suffer so many casualties?"
Qin Shanhe's voice was low and deep.
"The point is not Lin Yuan."
"It's the Blood-Faced Ancient Cultivator behind him."
Qin Wujiu turned to the page about the Star Source Pool incident.
He stared at the line "The reaction of the Marquis-level Star Eclipse Beast has disappeared," his eyes narrowing slightly.
"A Star-Erosion Beast at the Early Stage of the Marquis Realm."
"Approaching the mid-stage threshold of being granted the title of Marquis in a short period of time."
"Ultimately, it was suppressed."
"The outside world believes that it was Blood-Faced Ancient Cultivator who made the move."
Qin Yue said in a deep voice:
"The monitoring data from Xingyuan Pool is distorted over a large area."
"No one can see what really happened."
"But the Blood-Faced Ancient Cultivator did indeed appear outside the Star Origin Pool."
Qin Yuanlie looked up.
"So you believe that the Blood-Faced Ancient Cultivator is at least at the Marquis level?"
Qin Yue nodded.
"At least in the early stages of being granted the title of Marquis."
"It might even be stronger."
The secret council chamber fell silent.
The difference between the peak of the Commander Realm and the Marquis Realm seems to be only one step.
But this step is an insurmountable barrier.
At the Marquis Realm, the true meaning of martial arts forms a domain, capable of influencing local celestial phenomena.
Once the domain is truly expanded, it will be difficult for a commander-in-chief to confront it head-on.
Therefore, even though the three Supreme Elders are all at the peak of the Commander level, they would not underestimate an ancient cultivator who is suspected to be at the Marquis level.
Qin Shanhe looked towards the deepest part of the secret council chamber.
That's the direction leading to the Qin family's ancestral home.
"Should we alert the patriarch?"
"no."
Qin Yuanlie directly denied it.
"Our ancestor is currently in seclusion, attempting to break through to the late stage of the Marquis title."
"Forcibly alerting them would come at too high a price."
Qin Wujiu nodded as well.
"Qin Zhao is dead, the secret guard is dead, the Qin family has indeed been slapped in the face."
"But it hasn't reached the point where we need to wake up the ancestor yet."
Qin Qingcang said in a deep voice:
"But if the Blood-Faced Ancient Cultivator is truly at the Marquis level, with only us..."
Qin Yuanlie put down the file.
"Therefore, we cannot confront them head-on."
"First, we need to figure out what exactly is the relationship between him and Lin Yuan."
He pointed.
Lin Yuan's information appeared above the stone table.
A young boy's face.
Boundary Marking:
Qi and Blood Realm, Level 1.
Qin Yuanlie stared at the line of text and sneered.
"First level of Qi and Blood Realm".
"This level of skill wouldn't even qualify someone as an ordinary freshman in Dragon Abyss City."
"Yet the Blood-Faced Ancient Cultivator intervened time and again for his sake."
"Qin Zhaogang sent him a letter of appeal, and died that very night."
"The Dark Guards died as soon as they approached the Star-Owned Courtyard."
What does this mean?
Qin Shanhe remained silent for a moment.
"This indicates that this child harbors a great secret."
"Otherwise, why would a high-ranking marquis value a piece of trash at the first level of the Qi and Blood Realm so much?"
Qin Wujiu's voice was soft and feminine.
"And it's not just something you value in general."
"A dignified ancient cultivator at the Marquis level would actually go to such lengths for a worthless freshman."
"Qin Zhao was assassinated that very night after he sent out a letter of appeal."
"This treatment..."
He twitched the corner of his mouth.
"Even with one's own son, one might not care this much."
Qin Yue stood to the side, his eyes flickering slightly.
This is precisely what he has always felt is unreasonable.
Blood-faced Ancient Cultivator has protected Lin Yuan.
They protected each other in a way that didn't resemble that of a master and disciple.
It's more like Lin Yuan is hiding something he can't reveal.
Qin Shanhe frowned and said:
"Could it be that Lin Yuan has a special constitution?"
Qin Wujiu shook his head.
"The test results show that he has no true qi, his dantian is not open, and his special physique is unknown."
"Of course, it's also possible that the test stone won't detect it."
Qin Yuanlie suddenly spoke:
"I have heard of some ancient methods that can create clones."
Inside the secret council chamber, everyone's eyes were simultaneously drawn to him.
Qin Yuanlie stared at Lin Yuan's image and slowly said:
"Among ancient body cultivation methods, there was once a secret technique that used essence, blood, spirit, and physical seed to create an avatar that walks in the world."
"These clones are often at a very low level of cultivation."
"They even look like ordinary people."
"But it is extremely important to the main body."
"You say..."
His voice lowered a few decibels.
"Could Lin Yuan be an avatar of the Blood-Faced Ancient Cultivator, used to practice ancient techniques?"
The atmosphere inside the secret meeting room changed instantly.
Qin Qingcang's eyes narrowed.
Qin Yue also frowned slightly.
This is a very bold guess.
But there's some truth to it.
Lin Yuan is abnormally weak.
Bloodface Ancient's repair was also abnormal.
If Lin Yuan is merely an avatar of the Blood-Faced Ancient Cultivator, then everything seems to make sense.
Why is the Blood-Faced Ancient Cultivator protecting him so much?
Why is it that Lin Yuan, despite being at the first level of the Qi and Blood Realm, was able to remain unharmed amidst numerous crises?
Why does Qin Zhao die whenever Lin Yuan is targeted?
Qin Shanhe said in a deep voice:
"If Lin Yuan is truly an avatar of the Blood-Faced Ancient Cultivator, then our actions against Lin Yuan are tantamount to attacking the Blood-Faced Ancient Cultivator's true body and foundation."
Qin Wujiu sneered.
"That will force him to show himself."
Qin Yuanlie nodded.
"That's exactly right."
"Since we can't find the Blood-Faced Ancient Cultivator's true form, let's start with Lin Yuan."
"Let's give it a try."
Qin Qingcang asked:
"How do I try it?"
Qin Yuanlie slowly stood up.
"I'll go."
Qin Yue's expression changed.
"The Supreme Lord himself is taking action?"
Qin Yuanlie said calmly:
"It is merely a projection of a Dharma form."
"I will not enter the Star Family Courtyard."
"I only ask Lin Yuan one question."
"Bring out the person behind him."
Qin Shanhe nodded.
"If no blood appears on the face, it means Lin Yuan's importance isn't that great."
Qin Wujiu continued:
"If blood appears on his face, observe his reaction."
Qin Yuanlie's eyes were cold and sharp.
"If it's just a bluff."
"Then press it."
"If it truly possesses the prestige of being granted a title of nobility..."
He paused.
"Let's ask for the clan's most precious treasure again."
Inside the secret meeting room, everyone remained silent.
After a while.
Qin Qingcang lowered his head.
"Please be careful, Your Majesty."
Qin Yuanlie sneered.
"It's just a projection of a Dharma image."
"Even if he were to be granted a noble title, he still couldn't keep my original body."
……
night.
Outside the Xingshu Courtyard.
Lin Yuan returned from the Star Origin Pool.
He paused slightly as soon as he stepped onto the tree-lined path where the courtyard was located.
It was too quiet around us.
The wind stopped.
The leaves did not move.
The sounds of distant flight paths seemed to be muffled by a thick iron curtain.
Lin Yuan raised his eyes.
From the shadows ahead, a colossal Dharma image slowly emerged.
That Dharma image was ten zhang tall.
Armored.
Holding a halberd.
He was surrounded by a strong aura of battlefield ferocity.
Just standing there, the entire tree-lined avenue seemed to transform into an ancient battlefield.
The faint sound of war drums could be heard in the air.
Dharma projection.
Qin Yuanlie's voice emanated from the Dharma image.
"Lin Yuan".
"Bring out the person behind you."
Lin Yuan glanced at him.
no answer.
He didn't even linger for long, but simply kept walking.
Qin Yuanlie's Dharma Image had a slightly cold look in his eyes.
"I am speaking to you."
boom!
The overwhelming pressure from the peak of the Commander Realm suddenly descended.
Cracks instantly appeared on the ground along the entire tree-lined avenue.
If an ordinary Qi and Blood Realm martial artist stood here, they would probably have their bones broken by the pressure in an instant.
But Lin Yuan's steps remained steady.
It was as if that oppressive aura was falling on him, but only the night breeze was blowing gently.
Qin Yuanlie's heart sank.
next moment.
Suddenly, a figure in black robes slowly rose from the shadow in front of Lin Yuan.
A blood-red mask.
Red lotus fire pattern.
The black robe hung low.
Blood-faced Ancient Cultivator.
showed up.
Qin Yuanlie stared intently at the blood shadow, his expression grave.
"An ancient cultivator with a blood-red face?"
Blood Shadow spoke calmly:
"You dare to call me by my name?"
Qin Yuanlie's eyes turned cold.
"presumptuous."
His Dharma image suddenly took a step forward.
The ten-zhang-tall warrior, Faxiang, raised his battle halberd.
The battlefield pressure was as real as a physical force.
The surrounding air suddenly became viscous.
That was a kind of oppressive force unique to a commander-level expert.
The Dharma form is solidified.
Intimidating and authoritative.
Under this aura, even the circulation of blood and true energy will become sluggish for martial artists of lower realms.
Qin Yuanlie said coldly:
"I'd like to see if you're truly worthy of being a marquis."
The halberd fell.
boom--!!!
The entire tree-lined avenue seemed to have been split open by a dark crack.
Blood Shadow simply raised his hand.
One punch.
There was no grand scale or fanfare.
The dark gold energy sank inward at the point of his fist.
The vast wilderness was utterly desolate.
boom!
The halberd clashed with the fist.
The next moment, the halberd in Qin Yuanlie's Dharma Image's hand actually began to crack inch by inch from the tip.
Qin Yuanlie's pupils suddenly contracted.
"impossible!"
Behind the Blood Shadow, there seemed to be an invisible dark gold star furnace spinning in the distance.
A continuous stream of heavy blood and qi flowed into the Blood Shadow's body through an invisible connection.
The force of the punches remained undiminished.
On the contrary, it is even heavier.
Click.
The halberd shattered completely.
Blood Shadow took a step forward.
The second punch landed on Qin Yuanlie's Dharma image in the chest.
boom!
The chest of the ten-zhang-tall warrior Dharma Image suddenly collapsed inward.
Qin Yuanlie's Dharma form let out a muffled groan, and his massive body was actually forced to kneel on one knee by the blow.
His knee slammed into the ground.
The entire tree-lined avenue shuddered violently.
Blood Shadow looked down at him.
His voice was cold.
"Things as insignificant as ants."
"You dare to test me?"
Qin Yuanlie's expression changed drastically.
He finally understood.
The other party is not an ordinary person in the early stages of being granted a title of nobility.
At least, it was not something that a mere projection of his Dharma form could probe.
He wanted to disconnect the projector.
But it was too late.
Blood Shadow spread his five fingers and gripped the head of the Dharma Image.
The forbidden domain descended silently.
The battlefield pressure surrounding Qin Yuanlie's Dharma image was actually forced back into his body.
"No--"
boom!
The entire image of the deity was projected and crumbled inch by inch.
It turned into countless fragments of light.
The tree-lined path outside the Starry Courtyard has returned to quiet.
Lin Yuan never looked back from beginning to end.
He walked to the gate of the courtyard and pushed it open to enter.
Blood Shadow stood still, slowly raised his head, and looked towards the Qin family headquarters.
Then, the black robe gradually disappeared into the night.
……
The Qin family's secret meeting room.
Qin Yuanlie's true form suddenly opened his eyes.
puff!
A mouthful of blood spurted onto the stone table.
His face turned ashen instantly.
Qin Shanhe and Qin Wujiu stood up at the same time.
"Yuan Lie!"
Qin Yuanlie raised his hand, signaling them not to approach.
For the first time, genuine surprise appeared in his eyes.
"The Dharma projection was knocked to its knees by one punch."
"Then……"
His voice was a little hoarse.
"It was crushed."
The secret council chamber was deathly silent.
Qin Qingcang's expression changed completely.
Qin Yue also felt a chill run down his spine.
One punch knocks down the supreme commander's peak Dharma projection.
Then forcibly crush it.
The Blood-Faced Ancient Cultivator's strength was even more terrifying than they had anticipated.
Qin Wujiu said in a deep voice:
"It's not that easy in the early stages of being granted a title."
Qin Shanhe's face was gloomy.
"At least at the mid-stage of the Marquisate level."
Qin Yuanlie slowly wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.
"We must not disturb the ancestor."
"But we can't keep testing them like this."
He looked up at the other two elders.
"Please seal the blood plate in all directions."
"Let's invite another person who is half a step away from being granted a marquisate."
"The three of us will join forces."
"Seal him off."
I second that.