Martial Arrogance Dragon Soul-Chapter 79: Qin Qing Returns

The Imperial Court’s soldiers and horses had the entire Qiuhai Villa under siege, leaving no room for escape.

Shangguan Yong, Guan Dian, Lin Changfu, and others were brimming with aggressive momentum.

The situation was on the verge of exploding; with just one order from Shangguan Yong, the villa would be instantly swallowed by the army.

At this point, the situation seemed irreversible.

Unless one thing happened—

That was the appearance of Qin Qing.

After all, Qin Qing’s identity was still not determined; if the Great Qian Martial Institute acknowledged him as their student, then he’d be a formal student of the institute.

As long as he was a student of the Great Qian Martial Institute, there would be no problem with his Qin Residency family members staying at Qiuhai Villa.

Shangguan Yong and Guan Dian couldn’t cause trouble for Qin Qing’s family members without any reason!

Of course, that’s if Qin Qing really showed up.

Shangguan Yong and the others would certainly vent their anger on Qin Qing the moment he appeared.

...

"Bai Qiuhe, the time of one incense stick is almost up!"

"When the time of one incense stick passes, I will order the army to directly assault and kill anyone who obstructs; no mercy will be shown!"

Shangguan Yong coldly gazed at Bai Qiuhe.

Bai Qiuhe stood proudly at the entrance of Qiuhai Villa.

Behind him, Luo Junzi, Jiang Ruorong, and all the people from Qin Residence stood there.

The disparity between the two sides was too vast.

Once the conflict broke out, it was clear without a doubt that it would be a one-sided crush.

From a distance, many elders and students of the Great Qian Martial Institute were also watching.

Many were filled with righteous indignation; even some students wanted to rush over, knowing that this was a disgrace to the Great Qian Martial Institute!

In the over two thousand years since the founding of the Great Qian Dynasty, there had never been an instance of the Imperial Court’s troops slaughtering into the Great Qian Martial Institute!

This was the first time!

With a first, there could be a second!

If the Great Qian Martial Institute made no statement, then this place would become the backyard of the Imperial Court in the future!

Those hot-blooded students naturally wanted to rush over, but they were stopped by the institute’s elders and Law Enforcement Team.

...

"The time has come!"

Shangguan Yong waved his hand!

"Kill!"

Thousands of elite soldiers shouted in unison, "Kill!"

Their cries converged like thunder, piercing through the skies.

The entire Luochuan heard this murderous cry, and gazes from all directions turned towards the direction of the Great Qian Martial Institute.

Instantly, a surge of people moved towards the direction of the Great Qian Martial Institute.

Guan Dian and others led the army, step by step, approaching Qiuhai Villa.

Shangguan Yong waved his hand, and fierce spiritual power burst forth.

It seemed many could already foresee that the people inside Qiuhai Villa would be instantly crushed to death!

"Stop!"

And just then, suddenly a loud shout came.

Hearing this voice, Bai Qiuhe and the others were all startled, and then each of them revealed expressions of ecstatic joy.

In the sky, three figures appeared.

Among these three figures, the one in the middle flapped pure white wings, with one person on each side.

"Qin Qing!"

Bai Qiuhe was the first to see Qin Qing; his eyes widened, his face full of wild joy, and in the corners of his eyes, there were hints of glistening tears.

"Master!"

Qin Qing flew down into Qiuhai Villa and knelt on one knee in front of Bai Qiuhe.

"Good apprentice, rise!"

Bai Qiuhe was so excited his hands trembled as he helped Qin Qing up, nodding repeatedly.

"Brother!"

Ning Nianci ran over and threw herself into Qin Qing’s embrace, and he lifted her up in his arms.

"Xiaoshuang, brother is back!"

"Little Junior Brother!" Jiang Ruorong’s eyes brimmed with red, as she approached with a chastising gaze, "Do you realize how worried everyone has been for you?"

Jiang Ruorong seemed even more excited than the Qin Residence crowd.

That was because the people of the Qin Residence did not know that Qin Qing had been exiled to the Wind Spirit Valley Secret Realm, possibly never to return.

Jiang Ruorong and Bai Qiuhe, however, were aware of it.

In their hearts, they had already accepted that Qin Qing could never come back!

Yet, at this moment, seeing Qin Qing reappear before them, how could they not be excited?

"Qin Qing!"

"Third Brother!"

Qin Tao, Qin Tong, Qin Yue, and the others all came over.

The crowd gathered together, their hearts bursting with excitement.

On the other side, Shangguan Yong, Guan Dian, and Lin Changfu, upon seeing Qin Qing, instantly erupted with fury.

"Qin Qing!"

Guan Dian roared, pointing at Qin Qing, "Come here and face your death!"

In Guan Dian’s hand, a long axe materialized.

"Face your death!"

He charged out with a bellow, the great axe slashing towards the top of Qin Qing’s head.

"Disciple, be careful!"

Bai Qiuhe called out in a low voice, his figure flashed, blocking in front of Qin Qing.

He waved his hand, and a white Sword Qi shot forth.

"Whoosh!"

Where the Sword Qi passed, the very air seemed to freeze!

Guan Dian’s expression drastically changed, and he hurriedly placed the battle axe in front of himself...

"Ding!"

Bai Qiuhe’s flying sword, clear as ice, struck the top of Guan Dian’s battle axe.

In an instant, from the tip of the sword, a coldness was released, spreading rapidly, and in a blink, Guan Dian’s battle axe was encased in ice, even spreading towards his entire body.

Guan Dian’s face changed color once again.

He retreated in panic, but his hands had already lost control, and the battle axe in his hands fell to the ground.

"Huff, huff..."

He withdrew more than a dozen zhang, his eyelashes, brows, and hair all coated with frost.

Guan Dian looked at Bai Qiuhe in horror, realizing that if he had been half a step slower, he would likely not have made it back.

"Bai Qiuhe, you think you can stop us with just one person?"

Shangguan Yong’s face was cold, and the murderous intent in his eyes seemed to solidify.

"Then come and try!"

Bai Qiuhe’s aura rose, his Martial Soul manifested, a white galaxy hovering in the space behind his head.

This was Bai Qiuhe’s Martial Soul!

No one knew what kind of Martial Soul this was.

In the Heavenly Mind Continent, there are countless types of Martial Souls, infinite in number, corresponding to the Heavenly Souls formed by the gathering of stars in the sky.

The most numerous Martial Souls correspond to the myriad of creatures of the Great Thousand World, also known as the Beast Martial Spirits.

But besides the Beast Martial Spirits, there are also Plant Martial Souls, like the Chaos Wondrous Sprout from the Chaos Green Lotus, and the exotic treasure, the Nine-Colored Ginseng; these Martial Souls are extremely rare but immensely valuable, often possessing innate divine skills. For example, the Nine-Colored Ginseng, those Martial Artists who have this Martial Soul, breathe out treasures, a single breath able to miraculously heal the dead or aid the injured. 𝚏𝐫𝚎𝗲𝕨𝐞𝐛𝕟𝚘𝐯𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝗺

There are also Instrument Martial Spirits, corresponding to various offensive Martial Souls like knives, swords, spears, axes, and defensive ones like shields, steles, and tiles.

Beyond that, there are the rare Martial Souls. For instance, Shangguan Feixing’s Stellar Martial Soul, and others like thunder, flame, and similar types of Martial Souls.

Overall, they are divided into these three major categories.

But in detail, each category contains tens of thousands of types; it’s impossible to record all of them comprehensively, and there are many Martial Souls unheard of, unseen, and shrouded in mystery.

If a Martial Artist does not actively disclose the type and attributes of their Martial Soul, it is very difficult for others to fully understand it.

Bai Qiuhe’s Martial Soul was such that it confounded observers, resembling an endless galaxy.

Such a Martial Soul was extremely rare, at least unheard of in the Great Qian Dynasty...

"Whirl!"

Bai Qiuhe moved his hands, and the flying sword before him trembled, its resonating hum roaring, as if the rivers were bellowing.