"Brother Qin?" Jing Wuyan asked in surprise after coming to his senses, "What are you two doing climbing onto the roof?"

Qin Yi laughed and said, "Raising my head, I gaze at the bright moon; lowering my head, I think of my hometown."

"What... does that mean?" Jing Wuyan looked completely confused.

Qin Yi looked helpless, "Take some time to read more books. You're all illiterates who don't understand such simple poetry."

"Oh, turns out it's a new poem by Brother Qin, no wonder it's so profound."

Qin Yi: "..."

Ah, truly adorably clueless.

"Are you Qin Yi?" the leading man on the other side asked as he looked at Qin Yi.

Qin Yi nodded, "I am Qin Yi. What do you want from me?"

"Come with us."

"Where to?"

"You'll know once you're there."

Qin Yi chuckled, "What if I don't want to go?"

The opponent sneered, "That's not for you to decide."

"Oh, then I'm not going, you guys can scram." Qin Yi said playfully.

The opponent's expression turned grim, "I advise you to come with us obediently to avoid physical suffering."

Qin Yi burst out laughing, "I've heard enough of this. I don't care who you are, I'm counting to three, and if you don't scram, you can forget about leaving forever."

"One."

The opponent looked at Qin Yi disdainfully.

"Two."

"Three."

Qin Yi shrugged, "It's hard to reason with a fool meant for death."

With that, Qin Yi directly leapt down from the roof, punching as he descended.

His punch rumbled out like an evil dragon's roar, distorting the air and causing explosions.

The opponent's expression slightly changed, his aura surged, raising a palm to unleash a forceful attack.

"Boom!"

Fist light and palm wind collided in mid-air, exploding with a storm that swept through, bringing down a courtyard wall.

Xiao Jian frowned, "Can't you fight outside? This is the only place we have left to live."

Qin Yi's fighting spirit soared; once engaged, he cared little for these concerns, his body like a stream of light piercing the storm, directly closing in, punching into a close combat.

"Bang bang...!"

The two instantly clashed, fist marks, handprints constantly colliding and exploding.

"Boom!"

A dull collision sound, a storm swept through.

A figure shot out like a cannonball, slamming into a wall and destroying it.

Qin Yi followed closely behind.

Xiao Jian observed, "I knew this kid wasn't simple; he didn't use his full strength when facing me."

With that, Xiao Jian immediately joined the action.

The most formidable opponent was being pressed against by Qin Yi, leaving the others shocked and incredulous at their leader's plight.

Xiao Jian made his move then, these people were merely at the Body Integration Realm, but Xiao Jian was at the peak of the Mahayana Realm; when he acted, it was as easy as slicing through a melon.

"Boom boom...!"

One palm, one punch, no one could withstand even half a move from Xiao Jian.

In two short minutes, over twenty strong foes were wiped out by Xiao Jian.

This showed that this old man, once trusted by Jing Wangyou to guard the Sin Tower, was also a ruthless character.

"Ignorant fools." Xiao Jian killed over twenty people without a hint of expression change, like accidentally stepping on over twenty ants.

Everyone was amazed at the old man's technique, utterly shocked.

"Is that kid still not finished?" Xiao Jian frowned at the sounds of combat outside, and with a flash, he disappeared from his spot.

"Let's go take a look."

Jing Wuyan and the others followed the sounds out.

When everyone arrived, they were stunned, faces full of shock.

Qin Yi was swinging the opponent's leg like a hammer, crazily smashing at everything, whatever he could hit. Bang bang... Qin Yi swung the opponent's leg at the ground, causing continuous explosions.

Xiao Jian came to his senses and took a deep breath, "This kid is vicious."

"Qin Yi, don't kill him, figure out who they are?"

Upon hearing this, Qin Yi loosened his grip; the man flew out like a cannonball, crashing into a dilapidated building and blowing it up.

Qin Yi rushed over, grabbing the opponent's leg and hauling him out from the rubble, casually tossing him in front of Xiao Jian.

Jing Wuyan and the others felt chills down their backs. This man was so badly beaten, with his upper body mangled, his face a bloody mess, and even his skull showing cracks. The fact that he was still alive was a miracle. One had to admit, Mahayana Realm experts had incredibly tough lives.

Qin Yi crouched down and looked at him, "Speak, who are you?"

The opponent was barely alive, breathing weakly, mostly gasping, clearly on the verge of death. Being used as a hammer by Qin Yi for so long would break even a real hammer, let alone a person. He opened his mouth, but nothing could be heard.

Qin Yi's expression turned grim, rising to stomp and break the opponent's neck.

Everyone was stunned, looking at Qin Yi bewilderedly.

"Brother Qin, what did he say?"

"He was pleading for mercy."

The crowd was skeptical; if he was pleading for mercy, Qin Yi wouldn't have killed him so decisively. Likely, he threatened Qin Yi, which led to his quick demise.

In truth, they guessed correctly; the man indeed threatened Qin Yi.

Xiao Jian sighed and said, "Now there's no proof, and we still don't know who these people are?"

Qin Yi sneered, "Does it matter? Even if they're not from the Sword Sect, they must be backed by the Sword Sect. I can't think of anyone else who could command such strong warriors."

Xiao Jian nodded slightly.

Qin Yi said, "Next time we encounter such idiots looking for death, kill them directly to save time."

Xiao Jian glanced at the corpse on the ground, grimaced slightly. Goodness, this man's cultivation level was similar to his, yet Qin Yi brutalized him to death. Now Xiao Jian couldn't quite grasp Qin Yi's cultivation level.

"Qin Yi, how old are you really?"

"Hmm?" Qin Yi looked at Xiao Jian in surprise, "Why ask this suddenly? Don't tell me you have a granddaughter, beautiful as a flower, similar in age to me, that you think would be a perfect match? Let me tell you, I'm married with kids, so drop the idea."

Xiao Jian looked flabbergasted, taking a long while to recover, "Your imagination is too wild. I merely meant to say that your age and cultivation are unusually unmatched."

"Are you suspecting I'm like you, some centuries-old monster using a special method to appear young?"

Xiao Jian's mouth twitched, "What monster, show some respect for the elderly. Honestly, I did think that, because you're too young and your frighteningly high cultivation defies logic." 𝐟𝗿𝐞𝚎𝚠𝐞𝚋𝕟𝐨𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝕔𝕠𝚖

Qin Yi looked proud, "Sword Uncle, don't you know there's a type of person called a genius? Of course, I'm not saying I'm a genius because calling me a genius is an insult. I'm a prodigy, surpassing everyone else."