“Grandfather and Aunt are coming?” Qin Chu asked Qin Longfeng.
“Yes, they are coming. Currently, our strength in Saint Martial City is similar to the White Tiger Saint Clan, but we cannot compare to the Blazing Thunder Saint Clan. After all, with two top powerhouses unable to act, we are at an absolute disadvantage, so we must respond,” Qin Longfeng said to Qin Chu.
After a brief moment of thought, Qin Chu told Qin Longfeng to remind Qin Longhan and Qin Lingxi to be careful, as Saint Martial City was currently a very dangerous place.
After changing Qin Chu’s healing Medicinal Pills, Qin Longfeng left. He had many things to attend to, as he was now leading the Vermilion Bird Saint Clan’s forces in Saint Martial City.
“It seems we still have to fight!” Langlang said to Qin Chu.
“Yes, once some things start, they cannot be stopped! Back then, the White Tiger Saint Clan and the Blazing Thunder Saint Clan shamelessly and unreasonably joined forces to attack my Vermilion Bird Saint Clan. They must pay the price for this debt.” Qin Chu clenched his fist, and the hatred in his heart surged. If it weren't for the shameless siege by the White Tiger Saint Clan and the Blazing Thunder Saint Clan, he wouldn't have been separated from his parents, his father wouldn't have gone missing, and his mother wouldn't have been imprisoned.
“Calm down, things must be done slowly!” Langlang said to Qin Chu, seeing that Qin Chu’s emotions were a bit agitated.
Calming himself, Qin Chu took out his Pill Furnace and began Alchemy. The Medicinal Pill business still needed to be done.
After refining a batch of Medicinal Pills, Qin Chu sat down to Cultivate. Langlang also left Qin Chu’s small courtyard, as it was inconvenient for him to stay at the Alchemist Guild.
After Cultivating all night, Qin Chu changed into his Alchemist robes and, after meeting up with Langlang, continued to sell Medicinal Pills in the Alchemist Guild’s trading hall.
Upon arriving at the Alchemist Guild’s trading hall, Qin Chu noticed that many Cultivators looked at him strangely, with awe and even fear. His stall was also not as chaotic as before.
The situation only began to change when Langlang started his sales pitch, and the Medicinal Pills were still sold out quickly.
After selling out the Medicinal Pills, Qin Chu saw Shang Shuyu.
“Junior Brother, are you alright?” Shang Shuyu greeted Qin Chu, and with her words, many Cultivators looked over.
“You’ve mistaken me for someone else.” Qin Chu shook his head, then, under Shang Shuyu’s surprised gaze, left the Alchemist Guild’s trading hall and returned to the small courtyard behind the Alchemist Guild with Langlang.
Not long after, Enforcement Officer Zhang informed Qin Chu that someone was requesting to see him: Shang Shuyu.
Qin Chu welcomed Shang Shuyu into his courtyard. “Senior Sister, many people are watching me now. If you get too close to me, you’ll be implicated.”
“Junior Brother, what are you talking about? How could I be afraid of being implicated? Let’s see who dares to touch me, I’m not afraid!” Shang Shuyu said.
“I know Senior Sister isn’t afraid, but things that can be avoided should still be avoided,” Qin Chu said while making tea.
Langlang glanced at Qin Chu and Shang Shuyu, then left the courtyard. He wasn’t someone without discernment.
“Junior Brother, you absolutely must not run around. People from the White Tiger Saint Clan and the Blazing Thunder Saint Clan all know your identity. They will attack you whenever they get the chance.” Shang Shuyu’s eyes were full of worry, because Qin Chu’s situation was indeed very bad.
“Thank you, Senior Sister, I will be careful. However, Senior Sister, you shouldn’t get too close to me in public. There is indeed danger. The White Tiger Saint Clan and the Blazing Thunder Saint Clan are a bunch of shameless people,” Qin Chu said to Shang Shuyu, genuinely concerned.
Opponents with a bottom line are not scary, because there are some things they won’t do; what’s most terrifying are shameless, bottomless opponents who will stop at nothing as long as it’s effective.
“Don’t worry! I came to participate in the Azure Cloud Ranking Conference with my Family’s people. If they want to touch me, they’ll have to think carefully if they can withstand the wrath of my Azure Dragon Saint Clan,” Shang Shuyu nodded. She could feel the tension in Qin Chu’s heart.
After hearing Shang Shuyu’s words, Qin Chu felt a little more at ease. The main targets of the White Tiger Saint Clan and the Blazing Thunder Saint Clan were the Vermilion Bird Saint Clan and the Blade God Valley, so they wouldn’t mindlessly provoke the Azure Dragon Saint Clan.
Qin Chu’s life settled down again. Every day he would simply do Alchemy and Cultivate, and sometimes Shang Shuyu would come over for a chat and tea.
One day, as Qin Chu and Langlang were selling Medicinal Pills in the trading hall, people from the White Tiger Saint Clan appeared. The leader was a young man dressed in a white battle robe, with a huge tiger head embroidered on the chest of his robe.
“Qin Chu, if you provoke my White Tiger Saint Clan, you will surely die,” the young man said to Qin Chu, his face filled with undisguised killing intent.
“Which Family’s little cat or dog wasn’t leashed and ran out to bark and howl?” Qin Chu looked at the young man.
“How dare you! How dare you disrespect our Young Lord of the White Tiger Saint Clan?” a guard behind the young man roared.
“You have a loud voice? Are you here to shout at your mother?” Before Qin Chu could speak, Langlang cursed back. The White Tiger Saint Clan was too arrogant, and he couldn’t stand it.
“Let me tell you, my name is Shang Tang, and I will personally take your head,” the young man, Shang Tang, glared at Qin Chu, his voice icy cold.
Shang Tang… Qin Chu really wanted to draw his sword, but he held back. “You want to kill me? I’ll return that statement to you. I, Qin Chu, will definitely cut you down! Arrogant, do you, the White Tiger Saint Clan, have the qualifications to be arrogant? If you were so powerful, would you still need to join forces with the Blazing Thunder Saint Clan? In my eyes, your White Tiger Saint Clan is trash!”
Shang Tang looked at Qin Chu and gripped the hilt of his battle sword. However, at this moment, several enforcement officers from the Alchemist Guild approached. If Shang Tang made a move, they would intervene.
Glaring at Qin Chu, Shang Tang left with his people.
“They’re all f-ing idiots!” Langlang cursed.
Qin Chu stopped Langlang, who was about to continue cursing. “They’re here to show off, they don’t dare to act.”
“They’re too despicable, what kind of trash!” Langlang cursed again, then left the Alchemist Guild’s trading hall with Qin Chu.
After leaving the Alchemist Guild, Shang Tang was furious. He thought Qin Chu would be afraid and behave himself, but he didn’t expect Qin Chu to directly curse him, making him lose face completely.
“Young Lord, we’ll wait here. If he dares to come out, we’ll kill him,” one of Shang Tang’s subordinates said.
Shang Tang nodded. “You wait here. This Young Lord will wait in the teahouse across the street.”
Qin Chu already knew that people from the White Tiger Saint Clan were watching the entrance, as Ji Xin’s people had informed him.
“They’re going too far.” Hearing that the White Tiger Saint Clan was blocking the entrance, Langlang’s temper flared.
“Brother Lang, don’t worry. Later, we’ll make a plan and kill all those who are blocking the entrance,” Qin Chu said after thinking for a moment.
Hearing Qin Chu’s words, Langlang calmed down. He knew that if he and Qin Chu went out to fight now, setting aside whether they could win, even if they could, if the opponents wanted to run, the two of them wouldn’t be able to stop them.
Shang Shuyu came to find Qin Chu again. She wasn’t afraid of the White Tiger Saint Clan’s people at all.
Seeing Shang Shuyu, Shang Tang, who was blocking the Alchemist Guild’s entrance, his eyes lit up.