Chapter 316: Chapter 171 Ancient Immortal ’Qin’, Miss Qin 7_3
"You..." Yin Su’s eye twitched.
"This token from the Saint Heir is definitely real, but you might not be." Lu Jin’an tossed the token in his hand: "A mere servant daring to steal the master’s treasure deserves a beating.
Today, I shall teach you, a thief who betrays his own master, a lesson on behalf of the Qin Clan."
As his words fell, he took out a purple-red sphere given by his master, and in an instant, all cultivators within the arena were isolated from the connection to their spiritual power.
"Take action, leave him alive." Lu Jin’an gave the order expressionlessly: "Don’t touch Yang Guan first."
The people present no longer hesitated and surged forward.
Thus, the magical duel of cultivators turned into a mortal brawl.
In this era when body refinement is unpopular, how could Yin Su, unable to manipulate spiritual power, withstand a group of strong young people in combat?
"Lu Jin’an, what right do you have... to meddle on behalf of my Qin Clan... you deserve death!"
Yang Guan stood dumbfounded, hearing Yin Su’s wails and curses, his mind blank.
Is... is that it?
"Junior Brother, sit down for a while." Mu Qingyue waved a hand to summon a chair.
Lu Jin’an sat down directly, crossed his legs, and toyed with the treasure his master gave him, lost in thought.
’If I transform this spell into a domain... it has potential!’
"Junior Brother, you should just kill this woman, dead men tell no tales." Mu Qingyue softly said from standing behind him: "Otherwise, it could end up being troublesome."
"It doesn’t matter." Lu Jin’an said indifferently: "Just a servant, even if the direct descendants of the Qin Clan came, they wouldn’t dare say much."
"Let the Sect Master say a word, they might not even show up."
"Hmm..." Lu Jin’an took a deep breath, muttering softly: "It’s better if they don’t show up now..."
Mu Qingyue’s cold hands on his shoulders paused: "Junior Brother, you..."
"...Miss... save me..."
"You bunch of... commoners!"
"Get lost!!"
The Qin Clan Token tightly clutched in Yin Su’s hand suddenly released a wave of energy, pushing back even the Tribulation Crossing Realm practitioners who couldn’t summon spiritual power.
With disheveled hair and a bruised face, Yin Su raised the Qin Clan Token shimmering with dark light, her eyes fierce as she looked at Lu Jin’an: "Lu, do you still think this palace’s Qin Clan Token was stolen?!
You interfered in the affairs of the Changqing Immortal Clan without permission, even as Wandao Sect’s Saint Heir, Zheng Dongliu can’t protect you!"
The beam released from the token shot into the sky, and between the gathering and scattering clouds formed a hundred-meter-high vortex.
Within the vortex, a Jiao Dragon pulling a chariot.
Lu Jin’an frowned slightly.
Mu Qingyue, her hands draped over his shoulders, felt her Junior Brother’s body tense... is Junior Brother nervous?
The Little Pink Fox sniffed quietly, wondering what Young Master Lu was worried about?
"Lu, it’s too late for regrets now!" Yin Su looked at the frowning Lu Jin’an: "The Seventh Miss Qin is the most beloved princess of my Qin Clan’s Clan Leader, you can’t even begin to compare with her!"
Yin Su glanced at Yang Guan again, whispering: "Seventh Miss is notoriously protective; Guan’er, don’t worry."
Yang Guan looked at Yin Su’s battered appearance, without the slightest thrill in his heart.
From past lessons painfully learned... he needed to think of an escape route for himself.
Yin Su no longer looked at Yang Guan, but gazed up at the Jiao Chariot: "Seventh Miss, these fools pay no heed to the Qin Clan, spewing slander!"
"I, the old lady, demand to see which bastards dare so boldly slander my family..."
Li Wuyi’s face changed slightly at the voice coming from the chariot, knowing from the sound that this Qin Seventh Miss was arrogant and unruly, not easy to provoke.
On the chariot, an old woman lifted the curtain, and a fifteen-year-old girl dressed in bright palace attire stepped out, her brows showing arrogance and disdain, standing with arms akimbo and looking down with utmost insolence.
"Even while taking a trip, I encounter a bunch of riffraff ruining my mood, you bunch of..."
The girl’s displeased voice was suddenly interrupted.
"Shut up." Lu Jin’an relaxed his brow and beckoned towards the girl in the sky: "Come down."
"Riffraff, how dare you speak to this princess with such a tone, prin... prin..."
The girl glaringly looked at the speaking Lu Jin’an, her small mouth opening and closing suddenly making her face turn red: "Sai, sai..."
Lu Jin’an looked at her: "Come down!"
The girl zipped down in a flash, just about to speak, Lu Jin’an raised his eyebrow: "Hmm?"
The girl shrank her neck, murmuring softly: "Why so fierce..."
Lu Jin’an patted his thigh: "This woman stole your Qin Clan Token and is being arrogant here, Miss Qin, what do you think should be done?"
"Seventh Miss, Lu Jin’an shows no respect, utterly disregarding the Ancient Immortal ’Qin’..." Yin Su hurriedly began to speak.
Slap!
The girl, with a backhand, slapped Yin Su across the face: "Shut up, is it your place to speak here? And, what right do you have to address him by name?"
Subconsciously covering her cheek, Yin Su dumbfoundedly looked at Seventh Miss, you are the direct Seventh Miss of the Qin Clan, how are you siding with outsiders when others bully the Changqing Immortal Clan?
The girl grabbed the token from Yin Su’s hand: "Dare to steal the Qin Clan Token..."
"Seventh Miss, you personally gave this..."
Slap!
This time, it was the old woman following the girl who slapped her, her expressionless face looking at Yin Su, her voice as grim as a ghost claiming a life: "As a servant stealing from the master, as a servant trapping the master...
Miss, she must be killed."
The girl waved her hand: "Then kill her."
Saying that, she glanced at Lu Jin’an, seeing him frown slightly, and hurriedly corrected: "This person offended Master Off... Lu, Lu Young Master, it should be up to Lu Young Master to decide."
She cautiously asked: "Young Master Lu, what do you think?"
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Author: Written here, the male lead is not a saint.
This is the first time writing this kind of scene, it’s quite difficult...