Translator: Silavin “Old Quan!” Several men wearing Northern Depths Sect robes cried out in alarm upon seeing this, and hurriedly supported him. However, upon seeing the large hole in his chest that continuously bubbled with blood, their expressions instantly darkened. This kind of injury was beyond any means of treatment! They had not even seen clearly how the flying bird had moved before Old Quan was sent flying. How could they not be wary and frightened? Nevertheless, with strength in numbers, they managed to suppress this wariness. “Surround them!” Following a middle-aged man’s loud command, more than ten Northern Depths Sect members immediately surrounded Gongshu Zhiyi. They pointed their gleaming weapons at her, but none dared to make the first move. Instead, they gazed cautiously at the seemingly harmless small bird perched on her shoulder. They did not believe themselves to be much more skilled than Old Quan. In fact, compared to him, they were somewhat inferior. Otherwise, when seizing the girl, Old Quan would not have been the first to enjoy himself. Just as trouble erupted here, a group of more than ten Northern Depths Sect members approached from the distant street. Upon seeing the young woman surrounded by their own people, their eyes flashed with a lecherous gleam. “How dare you kill someone from our Northern Depths Sect? I advise you to surrender obediently. Perhaps if you beg for mercy now, I might spare your life!” The one who appeared to be the leader glanced at Gongshu Zhiyi, secretly swallowing, and commanded with a wave of his hand. He did not show the slightest concern for Old Quan, who was merely at Peak Stage Spirit Realm. Gongshu Zhiyi did not respond to his shouts, merely staring at him with cold eyes. “Damn it!” Being stared at by Gongshu Zhiyi, for some unknown reason, this leader, an Early Stage Martial King, felt a chill in his heart. But upon careful observation, seeing that she did not emit any Yuan Energy fluctuations, he cursed quietly, then drew the weapon from his waist and shouted. “Little girl, if you continue to be so disrespectful, don’t blame me for being impolite!” “Ignore them. Let’s go.” His shouting seemed to fall on deaf ears as Gongshu Zhiyi turned her gaze towards Qin Yichen. The latter merely shook his head slightly and calmly said. Then, under many astonished gazes, the three of them ignored the group of Northern Depths Sect members surrounding them and walked straight towards the street ahead. “Damn you!” Seeing himself so blatantly disregarded, the leader’s face contorted in rage. Gritting his teeth, he waved his arm and roared, “Seize them!” “Yes!” As his words fell, numerous Northern Depths Sect members immediately acknowledged the order. “This… this is…?” But just as they were about to act, an invisible pressure suddenly enveloped them. Under this pressure, they were completely immobilised. “This pressure! Could it be that among them is a Human Grade Alchemy Master!?” The Martial King leader’s face turned pale. A Human Grade Alchemy Master was not someone he could afford to offend. “Zhiyi, in the future, when encountering such situations, don’t waste words. Just cripple them.” Just as they were alarmed, a voice that sounded almost playful drifted over. “Cripple us? You alone!?” Despite being unable to move under this pressure, as members of the Northern Depths Sect, they could not believe a young man would have such audacity to say such things. Boom! Boom! And in the midst of their contorted expressions, a series of dull explosions sounded as Martial Body Beads shattered, like firecrackers going off. Then, under many horrified gazes on the street, nearly twenty Northern Depths Sect disciples collapsed to the ground. From the leaking Yuan Energy from their bodies, it was clear that these evil Northern Depths Sect disciples had all their Martial Body Beads shattered. From now on, they could never cultivate again! After Qin Yichen and his two companions disappeared into the street crowd, a large area near the city gate suddenly fell into an eerie silence. “Kill… kill them!” Amidst this silence, an excited shout suddenly came from somewhere unknown. At this shout, many bodies trembled violently. They seemed to recall scenes from recent times when their attractive young relatives had been forcibly taken by these bastards. “Yesterday my Daughter was humiliated to death by these beasts! Beasts, your retribution has come!” A man about fifty years old, with hair already turning white, pushed through the crowd. He raised the wooden club in his hand and smashed it hard onto the head of a Northern Depths Sect disciple before him. Crack! With this blow, one could imagine how much strength he used as the Northern Depths Sect disciple’s head was smashed open with a bloody hole. Already injured in his Dantian, now suffering additional harm, he simply tilted his head and passed out. “Beat them to death!” Following this old man’s action, countless figures swarmed forward. The around twenty Northern Depths Sect disciples were submerged under this angry Human tide in just a few breaths. “Let’s quickly leave!” The merchant, whose Daughter had been saved earlier, after delivering a few vicious kicks, quickly signalled to his guards and quietly left Positively Tranquil City. By the time other Northern Depths Sect members noticed the disturbance and arrived, those who had vented their anger had already retreated, leaving behind a pile of mangled bodies with unrecognisable faces. This incident undoubtedly provoked the fury of the Deacon stationed in Positively Tranquil City. But as the saying goes, the law does not punish the masses. Even if he was furious, he could not possibly massacre the entire city. Subsequently, he dispatched additional disciples to patrol, and the atmosphere in Positively Tranquil City became extremely tense. However, in just half a day, that Northern Depths Sect Deacon realised his mistake. In less than half a day, they had lost more than fifty disciples. Without exception, all those disciples had their cultivation destroyed, then were beaten to death by angry crowds. … In the main hall of the Xiang Family, the atmosphere was very oppressive. Three people sat at a large table. At the head position was not the Xiang Family Patriarch, but an old man with greying temples. This old man was the Northern Depths Sect Deacon, Dai Qingshan! The other two were the Xiang Family Patriarch, Xiang Renhan, and a young man about twenty years old. He was the key to the Xiang Family’s currying favour with this Deacon, Xiang Zidi. “This is truly getting out of hand. Lord Dai, I will immediately dispatch all my Family guards to capture those audacious people!” The Xiang Family Patriarch spoke angrily to Dai Qingshan sitting at the head position. Then, he cupped his hands and stepped towards the outside. “Have them all return!” However, just as he turned around, Dai Qingshan frowned and sternly commanded.