Qin Yi was slightly pleased; Xia Xi was still alive. If Xia Xi had been killed, given Jing Wuyan's personality, he would undoubtedly be devastated.

His Divine Thought swept across.

But even though his Divine Thought permeated every corner of the second floor, he couldn't find any sign of life.

"How dare you deceive me?" Qin Yi was furious.

Jin Shufeng was terrified, "I... I'm telling the truth."

"Where is she?"

"If I tell you, will you spare me?"

Qin Yi nodded slightly, "If you tell me where Miss Xia Xi is, I promise not to kill you."

"On... on the seventh floor."

Qin Yi's eyes narrowed, "If you're lying, I'll make you wish you were dead."

"I wouldn't dare lie; I'm telling the truth. She was here, but before you came up, she was taken to the seventh floor."

Qin Yi's eyes narrowed; the seventh floor belonged to the Sword Sect too. It seemed that they realized the fourth floor couldn't stop him, so they moved Xia Xi ahead to the seventh floor.

"Sir, it wasn't me stopping at the fourth floor; they forced me to go to the seventh floor. This doesn't count as me breaking my promise."

Yue Liuzhi had repeatedly told him to stop at the fourth floor.

Qin Yi glanced at Jin Shufeng, "You're like this, what's the point of living?"

Jin Shufeng was so gravely injured that even if saved, he'd be left a cripple.

Jin Shufeng looked deeply fearful, trembling, "You... you promised not to kill me."

Qin Yi shrugged, "Indeed, I promised. Qin always keeps his word; if I say I won't kill you, then I certainly won't kill you."

Jin Shufeng's terrified heart finally calmed significantly.

"Blood Flood Dragon."

"Master."

"Take care of it."

"Thank you, Master."

The Blood Flood Dragon appeared, transformed into a red beam of light that pierced through Jin Shufeng's chest.

Jin Shufeng died instantly, his eyes wide open, glaring at Qin Yi.

Qin Yi said indifferently, "I said I wouldn't kill you, but that doesn't mean others won't. The Blood Flood Dragon killed you, so I didn't break my promise."

Having said this, he turned to the stone window, leaning half his body out.

"Friends below, how are you?" Qin Yi waved at the crowd below.

The originally noisy crowd suddenly became silent for a few seconds. 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

"Qin Yi, it's Qin Yi! He reached the fourth floor," someone reacted, shouting in horror.

Everyone was dumbstruck, beyond shocked.

Qin Yi had actually pushed his way unhindered to the fourth floor.

In the distance, atop some ruins, Yun Mengyao heard Qin Yi's voice, hesitated, then smiled like a blossoming flower, "Still loves to show off like that."

Xiao Jian and others were completely shocked; they believed in Qin Yi, but as Qin Yi truly ascended to the fourth floor, they couldn't suppress their inner shock.

Jing Wuyan was filled with excitement, stepping forward eagerly, shouting, "Brother Qin, is Xia Xi alright?"

Qin Yi heard the voice and looked at Jing Wuyan, shaking his head slightly.

Jing Wuyan's face instantly turned pale, filled with panic, "Is she... is she..."

"Don't speculate wildly; the bastards from the Sword Sect took her to the seventh floor. Don't worry, I'll make sure to bring Miss Xia Xi out safe and sound."

Jing Wuyan exhaled heavily, "Brother Qin, take care of yourself."

"You take care of yourselves too." With that, Qin Yi withdrew his body, turned to the Blood Flood Dragon, "Is it almost done?"

"Master, just a few more bites, almost there."

Qin Yi: "..."

"Alright, when you're finished, remember to toss the body down."

"Yes."

Qin Yi turned, reached out, and walked up the stone steps to the fifth floor, using a Divine Hand to push open the Stone Gate.

"Hm?"

Qin Yi stepped into the fifth floor, and his expression showed a trace of surprise.

Because this fifth floor was distinctly different from the previous floors; the others were cold stone and pillars, but here was decorated, with carved beams and painted rafters, the ground covered with thick Fierce Beast pelts, and the entire area hung with pink silk drapes swaying gently in the wind.

The air was filled with a pleasant floral fragrance.

Could it be that the Tower Master of this fifth floor is a woman?

Qin Yi walked forward, thinking to himself, it better not be a fruitless fellow, otherwise I'll definitely beat him to death.

"Little brother, you're here?"

From deep inside, an enjoyable voice came, very pleasant to the ear.

However, Qin Yi's mouth twitched hard several times; 'little brother,' that word sounded so annoying, like a curse.

The pink silk drapes hung all the way to the floor, and there were many, so Qin Yi couldn't see the person.

"Whoosh!"

A red light shot straight out from the hall.

Qin Yi raised his hand, instinctively catching it; it was a red silk ribbon, about one meter wide.

"Such a pretty little brother, even prettier than a girl."

Qin Yi glanced up at the owner of the voice and was startled. A long-haired woman in red, barefooted, walked leisurely atop the red ribbon in his hand.

It must be said, those little feet were truly beautiful, any foot fetishists would kneel and worship upon seeing them.

The woman was exquisite, not as cold as Xia Yanbing, nor as fierce as Yun Mengyao, but charming, with an allure in every movement. This feeling seemed familiar to Qin Yi, yet he couldn't recall where from.

"Little brother, how old are you? You don't seem too old, but your Cultivation is quite formidable, to have reached this floor."

Qin Yi smiled faintly, "Younger than you, for sure. May I ask your esteemed age, granny?"

The woman instantly wore an angry expression; no woman likes being called old.

Just then, Qin Yi suddenly released his grip.

The red silk ribbon was connected at one end to the depths, and Qin Yi held the other end, allowing the woman to walk steadily on it. Releasing it suddenly caused the ribbon to fall, nearly bringing her down; quickly steadied herself, she floated in the air.

"Little brother, you're really quite ungentlemanly."

Qin Yi sneered, "Granny, you certainly put on quite a show. Old cucumber pretending to be fresh, what are you trying to pull?"

When dealing with enemies, regardless of whether they're extraordinarily ugly or stunningly beautiful, Qin Yi doesn't hold back. Because an enemy is just an enemy. Yue Liuzhi told him the Tower Master on the fifth floor was also from the Sword Sect.

The woman's pretty face turned cloudy with indignation at Qin Yi.

"Do I really look that old?"

Qin Yi's lip curled slightly, "What do you think? I walked up from the first floor, encountering only old relics. Though you appear young, I'd wager a hundred years for your age. Isn't pretending to be young like painting old cucumbers green embarrassing for you? Moreover, stop calling me little brother; call me big stiffy, for I won't even harden for you."

The woman's face turned black, "I thought you were so handsome, but turns out you're quite the sharp-tongued one."

"Against enemies, Qin will spare no effort or expense to strike them. If I can anger you to death, it saves me the trouble of doing it myself. After all, fighting my way up here has been tiring."