Chapter 471: 469. The Power of Hurricane Skill (4) With Qin Hai’s death, the main branch lost its guiding force.
Even though the Second Elder Qin Lie took charge amidst the crisis, he couldn’t dispel the shadow in everyone’s heart left by the Clan Leader’s murder.
Having made up his mind, Qin Ru’an left the auxiliary branch of the Qin Family under the moonlight, heading towards the main branch through the dense forest, pushing aside the thorns as he went.
There wasn’t much movement initially, and after consuming Concealing Breath Grass, not even the most sensitive birds in the forest could detect his footsteps or any sounds.
About a quarter of an hour later, he arrived at the forest at the foot of Seven Peaks Mountain, hearing shouts of killing from the north, along with the inspiring shout of his own Second Elder Qin Ye—just listening to the sound made it clear that over 2000 people were entangled there. Actually, it didn’t matter to him if Qin Tian came out or not; with Qin Chuan at home, he would still go in, but now he cared only about how to find Qin Ruan.
Taking advantage of the night, he stealthily killed a man and took his clothes before entering the main camp of the Qin Family’s main branch.
Meanwhile, Zhantian Qingxuan arrived at the place where Qin Mo lived.
She wanted to first ask Qin Mo, and then bid farewell to Qin Hai.
However, as soon as she pushed open the door, she saw Qin Mo dressed in nightwear. Seeing Zhantian Qingxuan suddenly push the door open, Qin Mo was somewhat startled and quickly stopped tying the belt.
"So late, where are you planning to go?"
"Elder, I want to go out for a look..." Saying this, Qin Mo intentionally paid attention to Zhantian Qingxuan’s expression.
However, this thought was instantly seen through by Zhantian Qingxuan, "No need to look at me like that, this is your freedom. You know Sword Control Skill, Fire Snake Skill, and possess the Purity Body, you won’t die unless you’re foolish."
Hearing this sentence, Qin Mo breathed a sigh of relief.
He was afraid Zhantian Qingxuan would stop him.
If his father found out, his plan to avenge Elder Shu would have to be shelved.
"I’m heading to Huangli City early tomorrow morning, are you coming?"
"Already planning to leave so soon, Elder?"
"Hmm, I’ve been at Flying Fish Island for quite a while, and the sect mission hasn’t been completed, so I came tonight to ask if you’re going or not."
Qin Mo shook his head, "Elder, don’t trouble yourself, I’ll return to the sect after the family matters are resolved."
"Hmm... take this, if someone tries to make things difficult for you, show it."
Zhantian Qingxuan didn’t say much, handing over her name card before turning to leave.
As for things on Flying Fish Island, let them be.
Doesn’t matter who wins or loses, it’s none of her concern.
As for Qin Mo, with the name card of Two Vortexes Vortex Divine Artisan she had just acquired, the auxiliary branch wouldn’t cause trouble for him.
Unless those few auxiliary branches of the Qin Family never bought Vortex Maps!
Otherwise, someone with the identity of Two Vortexes Vortex Divine Artisan, they couldn’t afford to offend—in the land of Three Lakes, this identity alone rivals the Elder Level figures of Three-star Giant Influence.
But just as she was about to leave, a crimson bird suddenly descended from the sky, landing on Qin Mo’s windowsill.
"Hmm?"
Zhantian Qingxuan glanced over.
She recognized this bird, having borrowed it a few days ago to send a letter to the sect.
"Elder, your letter."
Qin Mo quickly opened the letter and handed it over.
Zhantian Qingxuan opened it, her expression subtly changing, "Qin Shan wouldn’t be writing nonsense, would he? The Sect Leader of a Four-star Influence definitely wouldn’t be interested in meddling in the internal turmoil of a mere little Flying Fish Island, right?"
As the letter from Qin Shan described—the Sect Leader instructed her to make her own decisions but must ensure Qin Mo’s safety.
Anyone with a bit of brains could tell this statement clearly had room for maneuver.
If they were to say they won’t help, the Sect Leader would just outright refuse—he isn’t someone who speaks gently—if a Guest Minister in the Upper Realm of Mountain Suppression wants more, he would outright refuse without any courtesy.
Having just read the letter, Zhantian Qingxuan’s eyes narrowed.
"Hmm?"
The aura of the Divine Profound Realm.
Very faint.
Faint enough that even an ordinary Divine Profound would not detect it.
Zhantian Qingxuan thought the opponent must have eaten Three-leaf Concealing Breath Grass—she had heard of this kind of Concealing Breath Grass, only consumed when assassins of Divine Profound Realm intend to assassinate Divine Profound elites.
This kind of Concealing Breath Grass has only one weakness, which is that it’s useless against the innate anomaly vein of the Divine Profound—the concealment is ineffective in her presence.
...
In front of the dungeon.
"This is it." Looking at the Body Refining Thirteenth Layer Realm cultivators guarding outside the gate, Qin Ru’an smiled slyly.
If there wasn’t someone important held here, how could there be a Thirteenth Layer Realm guard at this time?
He didn’t believe the main branch would think they had enough manpower on the front battlefield to sit back at home drinking tea.
Just as he entered, Qin Ruan emerged.
To be precise, he was being escorted out, with iron chains shackled to his feet!