Chapter 351.1: Divine Heavenly Hearing? You Are A Yin Spirit
Jiang Qingjiao seemed delighted, even somewhat high-spirited. "After we finish this drink, let’s capture that remnant soul together!"
This trip to Tianyue had yielded tremendous gains. Not only had they obtained the priceless Heavenly Fang Demon Blood, but they were also about to acquire a major opportunity.
In excellent moods, the three downed the wine in one gulp. "Let us drink together!"
At that moment, Qi Yuan’s calm voice echoed within the private room. "Well now, someone actually dared to plot my murder."
The three froze, before growing extremely vigilant to the point of exuding spiritual power. Their divine senses spread outward as they tried to locate the source of the voice.
Just then, a handsome youth appeared in the room, holding a cold and elegant woman in a black dress. The chill in her face made it obvious that she was not someone that should be provoked. Nevertheless, when her gaze landed on the man beside her, it was filled with doting affection and admiration.
Freedom Lord's pupils contracted. He could not discern the strength of either of them!
The double-pupiled man was the most wary of them all. For some reason, the pair gave him a slight sense of familiarity.
Jiang Qingjiao hurriedly cupped his fists in salute. "Senior, could there perhaps be some misunderstanding? I am Jiang Qingjiao of the Fighting God Sect."
He deliberately brought up his sect in hopes that the mysterious cultivator would feel some apprehension.
Qi Yuan said lazily, "What misunderstanding? My wife was eating watermelon at home when she heard someone saying they wanted to kill me, so she brought me here."
As Canary smiled, a trace of killing intent appeared in her eyes. "Just now, I heard someone speaking of killing Qi Yuan."
The double-pupiled man immediately realized something, and his expression changed drastically. "Divine Heavenly Hearing... You are a Yin Spirit!"
Every single Yin Spirit had the ability known as Divine Heavenly Hearing. If someone called said cultivator’s name or spoke of them within a certain range, the cultivator would sense it. Thus, ordinary cultivators fundamentally did not dare directly call a Yin Spirit by name or speak ill behind their back.
Earlier on, they had mentioned Qi Yuan casually. Even though they were inside a soundproofed room formation, they had still been overheard. If that wasn't Divine Heavenly Hearing, then what was?
However, something was off about the whole incident. Divine Heavenly Hearing usually detected matters concerning the number one person in one's heart. And wouldn't that first person be oneself? So why had this woman heard her husband’s name instead?
"A Yin Spirit?"
Freedom Lord and Jiang Qingjiao were utterly stunned. The woman beside Qi Yuan was a Yin Spirit?
Jiang Qingjiao dropped to his knees. "Lord Yin Spirit, please do not misunderstand! It's all a misunderstanding!"
Had the other side been a mere Nascent Soul, he would only be somewhat fearful and cautious. However, she was in the same realm as the founding ancestor of the Fighting God Sect! Kneeling was the only option left!
Freedom Lord also did not hesitate in the slightest, immediately kneeling to the ground. "It's all a misunderstanding!"
Qi Yuan grew angry. "A misunderstanding? Are you saying my wife was delusional?"
Naturally, he trusted Ning Tao completely.
Jiang Qingjiao's thoughts were in complete chaos, and he had no idea how to explain himself. "N-no..."
After all, they truly had harbored killing intent toward Qi Yuan. But who could have known that Qi Yuan's wife was a Yin Spirit? Why would such an exalted being refuse ascension to the upper world and remain in the lower world?
"L-Lord, we—"
Qi Yuan turned to the double-pupiled man and Freedom Lord. "He already reported his background. Your turn."
He had memorized the name Fighting God Sect. Personally, the name was a bit too arrogant-sounding for his taste. He would have to go pay them a visit sometime. These three had the audacity to scheme against him. There was no way they had no backing.
"This junior is but a wandering cultivator."
"I am an unaffiliated cultivator."
Jiang Qingjiao desperately begged for mercy, "Senior, spare us!"
Qi Yuan shook his head. "One truth and one lie. Doesn't matter. You're all going to die."
That was when Jiang Qingjiao dropped the act. "He's definitely bluffing! A Yin Spirit?! Ha! Fucking bullshit!"
He burned everything he had and unleashed his strongest dao technique. Freedom Lord understood as well. If they didn’t give it their all in one strike, they’d be done for. Spiritual power surged around both men, radiating intense brilliance.
Jiang Qingjiao was a Core Formation cultivator, while Freedom Lord was a legendary false Nascent Soul expert. The combined attack of the two was astonishingly powerful, enough to effortlessly blast apart an entire street.
Qi Yuan yawned. "They look so cute when they get angry, just like my cat when its fur stands on end."
Before true power, the fury of the weak seemed almost adorable.
Qi Yuan raised his fist. "They're just too cute."
He used no dao techniques whatsoever—just raw strength. As the saying went, one force broke ten thousand techniques. The martial dao and the immortal dao had tempered Qi Yuan to a terrifying degree.
Like metal drawn toward a magnet, Jiang Qingjiao and Freedom Lord slammed toward Qi Yuan's fist.
Bang.
Their heads burst apart like watermelons beneath a hammer before they could even touch Qi Yuan's fist. Like rag dolls, their bodies became limp, crimson stuffing scattering everywhere. It wasn’t just blood either. Qi Yuan had blasted their souls out of them.
Qi Yuan withdrew his hand. "So adorable it kills me."
Two corpses now lay on the ground. The double-pupiled man trembled violently.
Qi Yuan asked, "Do you happen to have a younger brother with a Supreme Bone?"
The double-pupiled man was confused, but still answered honestly, "N-no."
"No?" Qi Yuan sighed in relief. "Then why aren't you adorably dead?"
With a wave of his hand, the double-pupiled man perished as well.
A pair of eyeballs appeared in Qi Yuan's hand. His expression turned wistful as he recalled a saying, blurting out, "The double pupil itself is already an invincible path. Why borrow another's bone?"