Translator: Silavin Perhaps because Spiritual Energy from before was something the ordinary man did not quite understand, it limited their reactions. However, a solid punch that sent Hei Lian, a Martial King, flying through the air, was something they all could comprehend. Advisor Wu’s face turned ashen grey at this moment, and fear finally appeared in his pupils. His greatest reliance was so weak when up against this young man! How laughable was it for him to want to torture this young man? “Advisor Wu…” Qin Yichen smiled. Thud! Before Qin Yichen could speak further, Advisor Wu fell to his knees, completely lacking any dignity. “Please spare me, Great Sir… Please spare me! This insignificant one failed to recognise Mount Tai, I have offended you greatly, I beg Great Sir to let me off this once!” Advisor Wu’s head bobbed up and down like a pecking chicken, constantly knocking against the ground. As if to demonstrate his sincerity, each knock was extremely loud. Before long, his forehead was broken and bleeding. Though his forehead was already covered in blood, he still did not stop. Because he clearly knew this was his only chance to survive! “Hehe.” Qin Yichen merely watched him with a faint smile, his eyes as cold as ice. Spare him? How could that be possible? If today Qin Yichen did not possess enough strength, one could imagine what the outcome would have been. Mercy was absolutely not to be used on such a person! Swish! With the sound of air being cut, a head flew skyward, landing far away, eyes still wide open, but quickly losing their lustre. “Well slain!” The first voice came from the crowd, followed immediately by others rising in succession like boiling water. “He should have died long ago!” “Cai’er, did you see? The Wu Family tyrant finally got what he deserved…” The guards all stood dumbfounded, not knowing whether to leave or stay, and certainly not daring to disperse the onlookers. Splat! Then, a foot stomped down, crushing the head to pieces. Immediately, a group of people surged forward, scattering the guards. Before long, Advisor Wu’s corpse had disappeared into the crowd. Evidently, those of Jade Creek City had long harboured deep hatred toward the Advisor. Hmph! With a cold snort from Qin Yichen, those guards hiding in the crowd, or even those who had already fled some distance, each let out a muffled groan before falling to the ground. “My Martial Body Bead…” A guard clutched the area on his body where his Dantian lay in terror, letting out a desperate, miserable cry. Obviously, all of them had their cultivation crippled. “Beat them! Beat these dogs who helped that bastard to death!” The onlookers rushed toward the guards, and immediately the scene became chaotic. The sparse cries for mercy were quickly drowned out. Qin Yichen glanced at the scene with indifference, then turned and walked toward the dumbfounded old man and young woman. “Elder, Elder?” After calling twice, the old man finally came to his senses. Looking at the young man before him, his knees bent as he was about to kneel, but Qin Yichen supported him. “Elder, what are you doing?” “Benefactor, you are the benefactor of our entire Jade Creek City…” The old man’s voice trembled, choked with tears. “Benefactor…” Not far away, others bowed to Qin Yichen as well. Soon, more and more people prostrated themselves, each with tears streaming down their faces. This came from the bottom of their hearts. Perhaps for Qin Yichen, eliminating Advisor Wu was merely a trivial matter, but for the residents of Jade Creek City, Advisor Wu was like a mountain pressing down on their heads, impossible to shake off. Hei Lian, who had risen to his feet, saw this scene and remained silent. Perhaps because he had not colluded with Advisor Wu, he was not targeted by the crowd. The guards were not so fortunate though. Even the few who might survive would likely spend the rest of their lives bedridden. “Haaaaa…” Hei Lian sighed, saying nothing as he quietly departed. Qin Yichen merely glanced in the direction of his departure without stopping him. In fact, he had left everything to the citizens of Jade Creek City. If Hei Lian had been an evildoer, these people certainly would not have let him go. Afterward, more guards arrived but were stopped and turned back by Hei Lian. This saved Qin Yichen a lot of trouble. “Everyone, please return home.” Qin Yichen could understand their feelings. After he spoke, the citizens finally stood up one by one and slowly dispersed. Even at a distance, some continued to bow deeply to him. Afterward, the old man once again welcomed Qin Yichen inside. His extremely respectful attitude made Qin Yichen feel somewhat uncomfortable. “Elder, about the bamboo zither…” Taking the opportunity, Qin Yichen inquired again. He had been in Jade Creek City for some time without finding any clues, showing how deeply the Gongshu Clan had hidden themselves. If not for the appearance of this bamboo zither, he truly did not know how long his search might have taken. “The bamboo zither…” The old man hesitated slightly before explaining the origin of the zither. It turned out that one day, while the old man and his Granddaughter were playing music, a man wearing a blue robe passed by and left this zither as a gift for Qiao Yu. “You’re saying he made this zither right there, using the bamboo he found on the spot?” Qin Yichen’s eyes brightened. “Yes.” The old man nodded, recalling the scene with deep emotion. ‘Miraculous craftsmanship’ – that was how the old man described it. “Benefactor, the zither… for you…” Nearby, the girl named Qiao Yu ran her fingers over the zither body, bit her lip, and presented the bamboo zither to Qin Yichen. “I think you have misunderstood me.” Qin Yichen did not take it, saying with a smile, “I’m not skilled in music. So, wouldn’t it be a waste of a treasure if I take this zither?” “Benefactor you really don’t want it?” Qiao Yu was startled, her large eyes revealing a trace of surprise. “It’s not that I don’t want it, but I fear that after I take it away, someone might hide in her room and cry…” Qin Yichen teased her with a light chuckle. The young girl blushed, hugged the zither, and ran into her room. “Elder, do you know where that person is now?” After the girl left, Qin Yichen asked the old man about the person who left the zither. “That person is a Master from Jade Cloud Mountain. Many people call him… the Green-Robed Hermit. However, the hermit doesn’t see unfamiliar guests. It’s said that even the City Lord once sought an audience but couldn’t see him.” The old man told everything he knew. “Green-Robed Hermit?” Qin Yichen’s eyes flashed with light. Through the window, he looked toward a small mountain outside the city. That was Jade Cloud Mountain. The mountain was not tall, nor was it treacherous. Ordinary and unremarkable, among the mountains, Jade Cloud Mountain was merely a small mound, appearing quite inconspicuous. [Could the Gongshu Clan be hidden on Jade Cloud Mountain?] Qin Yichen felt a stirring of interest. Afterward, he bid farewell to the old man and soared toward Jade Cloud Mountain.