"Leave?"
Qin Bailing furrowed his brow. If he left just like that, where would he put his dignity? Moreover, he was unwilling.
Jiu You and Qing Yanjing were the most beautiful women he had ever seen, even surpassing his own mother, Liu Baihua, the Hundred Flowers Sect Master.
With his background, there was no reason to fear a Heavenly Supreme.
"So, you are a Heavenly Supreme? This king, Qin Bailing, greets you!"
Qin Bailing casually cupped his hands toward Zhou Yi, a faint smile on his face.
"Allow me to introduce myself—my father is Qin Beixuan, the Immortal-Grade Heavenly Supreme and Master of the Northern Profound Palace, and my mother is Liu Baihua, the Spirit-Grade Heavenly Supreme and Sect Master of the Hundred Flowers Sect."
His voice carried a trace of pride and arrogance.
With such a background, while not the most powerful heir in the Great Thousand World, he was still among the strongest.
Although he did not know Zhou Yi's origins, he estimated Zhou Yi to be merely a Spirit-Grade Heavenly Supreme.
After all, an Immortal-Grade Heavenly Supreme was a towering figure across the Great Thousand World. It was impossible to encounter one in a place like this.
Meeting a Spirit-Grade Heavenly Supreme here was already quite remarkable.
Yet, a Spirit-Grade Heavenly Supreme was utterly powerless before an Immortal-Grade Heavenly Supreme.
Qin Bailing believed that once Zhou Yi learned of his background, he would not want to provoke him.
They were just women, after all.
Women were like clothes.
Trading two women for a friend was an excellent deal.
"Your Excellency, this king loves making friends with strong individuals. Why not befriend me?"
"As the saying goes, 'Women are like clothes, brothers are like hands and feet.' I can gift all these beauties to you, and from now on, we'll be brothers. Wouldn't that be delightful?"
Qin Bailing grinned, implying that he was offering his concubines in exchange for Qing Yanjing and Jiu You—a gesture of goodwill between friends.
He found his proposal quite generous.
Though his background was formidable, his own strength was lacking.
If Zhou Yi, a newly ascended Spirit-Grade Heavenly Supreme, became his sworn brother, it would not be a disgrace.
After all, he was the son of an Immortal-Grade Heavenly Supreme.
In the future, Zhou Yi could rely on his influence, while he could rely on Zhou Yi's strength—a mutually beneficial alliance. What woman could they not obtain?
"Befriend you?"
A trace of mockery curled at Zhou Yi's lips as he sneered, "Are you worthy?"
"Kneel!"
With a casual slap, Zhou Yi sent Qin Bailing flying.
Pa!
Teeth mixed with blood sprayed from Qin Bailing's mouth as he spun through the air before crashing heavily to his knees.
One side of his face swelled up like a pig's head.
"You... you dare hit me?"
Kneeling on the ground, Qin Bailing's face flushed with humiliation and fury. He tried to stand, but his knees felt as if they were nailed to the ground. A crushing weight pinned him down, making it hard to breathe.
Since childhood, he had always gotten what he wanted.
Never before had he suffered such humiliation—let alone been struck.
Pa! Pa! Pa!
Zhou Yi's hands swung left and right, delivering a series of slaps that left both sides of Qin Bailing's face swollen.
Even if his own mother stood before him, she would not recognize him now.
"Waaah! I want my mommy!"
"Mommy, save me!"
Tears and snot streamed down Qin Bailing's face as he wailed, a pitiful sight that would evoke sympathy from any onlooker.
"Even if your mother comes, I'll make you call me father!"
Zhou Yi delivered several more slaps.
"Senior, please calm your anger!"
Hei You's (the black-robed guard) heart trembled with shock and rage—he never expected Zhou Yi to actually strike Qin Bailing.
But Zhou Yi was a Heavenly Supreme.
Hei You was no match for him.
"Do you know what disaster you've invited upon yourself? If you harm Qin Bailing, even if you are a Heavenly Supreme, even if you flee to the ends of the earth, death is inevitable!"
Hei You howled desperately, "The entire Hundred Spirit Continent could be buried with him!"
His failure to protect Qin Bailing would result in his own miserable fate.
"Go fetch his parents."
Zhou Yi cast a cold glance at Hei You.
"I'll give you one day. If they don't come, prepare to collect his corpse."
To cut weeds without removing the roots would invite future troubles.
Since he had offended Qin Bailing, he might as well settle everything at once.
"Fine! I only hope, Senior, that you won't harm Qin Bailing before they arrive!"
Hei You dared not delay and rushed off to seek help.
"Immortal-Grade Heavenly Supremes are not weak—are you confident?"
Qing Yanjing and Jiu You looked at Zhou Yi with concern. The ones coming would not only be Qin Beixuan and Liu Baihua—this was their territory, after all.
The Northern Profound Palace controlled not only the Hundred Spirit Continent but also three other, larger continents, making them a formidable force.
"Mere insects."
Zhou Yi borrowed a phrase from Guan Laoye, his expression proud and unyielding.
"Keep boasting!"
"Careful not to trip in the gutter!"
Qing Yanjing and Jiu You rolled their eyes, though their hearts were at ease with Zhou Yi's assurance.
Even if he couldn't defeat them, with his strength, he could at least protect himself.
"Let's go—I'll capsize in your gutter!"
Zhou Yi scooped up Qing Yanjing and Jiu You, returning to their room at the Northern Spiritual Inn in an instant.
Even if Qin Beixuan and Liu Baihua received the message, it would take time for them to arrive.
During this time, Zhou Yi would not let the opportunity go to waste.
Time was life.
Wasting time was wasting life.
He cherished every moment.
"No! The enemy is coming—you need to conserve your strength."
Qing Yanjing grabbed Zhou Yi's hand, glaring at him.
She never expected that with a battle imminent, Zhou Yi would still have the mood to tease her and Jiu You.
"Don't worry—you two are my best refuge."
"Only this way can I be in peak condition to face the enemy!"
Zhou Yi unleashed his trump card directly:
"You wouldn't want to see me get beaten to death by Qin Beixuan, would you?"
Qing Yanjing: "..."
Jiu You: "..."
"I really want to kill you right now!"
"Alright then, come on!"
...
Meanwhile—
The Hundred Spirit King, Qin Bailing, still knelt on the street, surrounded by countless onlookers. Humiliation and fury twisted his face as he roared:
"You pack of dogs! What are you looking at?!"
"Wait until my parents arrive—I'll beat every single one of you to death!"
"Filthy swine, all of you!"
Qin Bailing cursed ceaselessly, yet he remained powerless. Sealed and suppressed by Zhou Yi, he couldn't move a muscle. His heart had already cursed Zhou Yi's ancestors eighteen generations over.
"凸(艹皿艹)! Still acting so arrogant like this?!"
"What a joke!"
"Ptui!"
The crowd scattered with jeers, some hurling insults before leaving. A few cautious ones, however, slipped away quickly—after all, the king's humiliation today would likely turn into tomorrow's bloodshed.
The strong could act as they pleased.
Even if Qin Beixuan annihilated the billions of lives across the Hundred Spirit Continent, not a single soul would cry out for justice.
Such was the cruelty of this world.
Of course—
As long as Qin Bailing lived, Qin Beixuan wouldn't destroy the entire continent. But razing the Northern Spiritual Domain to vent his anger... that was entirely possible.
Compared to the Hundred Spirit Continent, the Northern Spiritual Domain was but an insignificant corner.
When the last figure vanished from the street, Qin Bailing finally felt a little better.
Alone, he knelt on the cold stone pavement, eyes seething with venom and hatred.
"Just you wait... I'll return today's humiliation a hundredfold!"
He would make Zhou Yi live a life worse than death—unable to beg for survival, unable to seek release.
As for those two women—
He would violate them in front of Zhou Yi every day, torment him day after day—
For a hundred years, a thousand years, ten thousand years...
Hundred Flowers Sect.
Amidst a paradise where flowers bloomed in endless profusion, a voice as cold as frost suddenly echoed:
"What? My son is in trouble?"
Liu Baihua's willow-like brows arched sharply. She rose abruptly, murderous intent flashing in her beautiful eyes.
"Someone dares bully my son? They're courting death."
"No... I'll make him regret ever being born."
"Even death would be a luxury for him!"
Without delay, Liu Baihua led the elite powerhouses of the Hundred Blossom Sect toward the Hundred Spirit Continent—
At the same time, she sent word to Qin Beixuan.
But Qin Beixuan was still far away. It would take time for him to arrive.
Hundred Spirit Continent — Northern Spiritual City.
Zhou Yi indulged in pleasure with Qing Yanjing and Jiu You, while the Hundred Spirit King knelt on the ground, suffering through every agonizing second.
"Father... Mother... why aren't you here yet..."
Tears welled up in his eyes, like a bullied child waiting for his parents to make things right.
"Finally... they're here."
Inside the room, Zhou Yi glanced at the unconscious Qing Yanjing and Jiu You. Sensing the spatial fluctuations in the distance, the corners of his mouth curved.
He set up a barrier, isolating the inside from the outside—ensuring the two women could rest without disturbance.
No matter how heaven-shaking the battle outside, they would not be affected in the slightest.
Boom!
A terrifying Heavenly Supreme pressure descended upon Northern Spiritual City, sweeping through like a Category 12 storm, filled with murderous intent.
"Which bastard dared bully my son?!"
With a voice as frigid as winter, a woman in imperial robes stood aloft—her figure voluptuous, exuding mature allure beneath an icy, dignified air.
A true beauty—worthy of being the Hundred Flowers Sect's sect master.
Her sharp, blade-like gaze swept across the city, making countless souls shudder and avert their eyes.
The overwhelming spiritual pressure enveloped the entire city, forcing the masses to their knees.
"Mother! Mother! Save me!"
Qin Bailing wailed hysterically, all his pent-up grievances pouring out:
"That bastard slapped me, made me kneel before everyone—
You mustn't let him go!"
"No... cripple his cultivation and limbs—I want to torment him myself!"
Liu Baihua's heart burned with fury as she looked at her son's swollen, pig-like face.
Since his birth, she had never laid a finger on him—yet someone had dared to humiliate him like this.
"Do not worry, my son."
"Your father is on his way... along with several Supreme friends. Today, I want to see which fool dares harm my child on the Hundred Spirit Continent!"
Her chilling voice echoed as she prepared to rescue her son—
"No need to hurry, Sect Master Liu."
"The so-called fool you speak of... is none other than me."
Zhou Yi appeared silently, blocking Liu Baihua's path—his sharp, profound gaze appraising her.
A fine woman, indeed.
Since Qin Beixuan hadn't arrived yet—
Why not have a little fun with Liu Baihua in the meantime?
"Die!"
Liu Baihua's sleeve flicked, unleashing countless blossoms that blanketed the sky, whistling toward Zhou Yi.
"Petty tricks."
Zhou Yi sneered—
The flowery onslaught posed no threat to him, though it could easily annihilate anyone beneath the Heavenly Supreme Realm.
If this attack fell upon Northern Spiritual City—
Millions would be slaughtered in an instant.
A flame surged from Zhou Yi's body, incinerating the floral storm wherever it passed.
"Not a simple opponent..."
Liu Baihua's eyes narrowed—finally taking him seriously.
Without holding back, dazzling spiritual radiance erupted from her body as her Spirit Meridian Divine Ability activated.
"Hundred Flowers Death God!"
She pointed her jade-like finger, cold light flickering—
But in the blink of an eye, Zhou Yi had already appeared before her.
"You—"
Before she could react—
Bang!
Zhou Yi's fist crashed into her chest. Liu Baihua was sent flying, blood spraying across the sky.
Her once-elegant robes were stained scarlet—both alluring and tragic.
"Impossible..."
Qin Bailing stood dumbfounded.
His all-powerful mother—
Defeated.
So easily.
Now his only hope was his father—
An Immortal-Grade Heavenly Supreme.
"Immortal-Grade Heavenly Supreme..."
Zhou Yi's smile deepened.
Liu Baihua's heart trembled in shock. She hadn't expected her son to provoke such a terrifying figure.
However, her husband was also an Immortal-Grade Heavenly Supreme.
There was nothing to fear.
Suddenly—
A strong masculine scent enveloped her as a powerful arm wrapped around her delicate waist.
Liu Baihua's body trembled, both embarrassed and furious. She scolded, "Let go of me!"
"No problem."
Zhou Yi smiled calmly, releasing her without hesitation.
Liu Baihua was still processing the abrupt gesture when a blood-curdling scream rang out.
"Ah! Mother, save me!"
"My hand! Ahhh—my hand is broken!"
"It hurts so much... Mother, save me..."
The Hundred Spirit King's wails echoed through the air.
Liu Baihua's heart ached, her rage boiling over. "You bastard! A dignified Immortal-Grade Heavenly Supreme bullying a mere child—what kind of hero are you?"
"Heh."
Zhou Yi chuckled. A child? Was she joking?
The Hundred Spirit King had been the one to provoke him first.
If not for his own strength, the Hundred Spirit King would have killed him, stolen his woman...
Or perhaps worse—crippled him and violated his woman right before his eyes, leaving him trapped between life and death.
Now they dared to cry foul?
He would repay them in kind.
A faint smile played at Zhou Yi's lips as he gazed at Liu Baihua, who was powerless to save her son.
His arms opened wide.
"Madam, you wouldn't want anything to happen to your son, would you?"
"You..."
Understanding dawned on Liu Baihua, and shame turned to fury.
"Don't push your luck! Even if you're an Immortal-Grade Heavenly Supreme, this is the territory of the Northern Profound Palace! It is better to make friends than enemies. Release my son, and we can let this matter rest—how about it?"
"If you wait for my husband to arrive, things won't end so amicably!"
Rip—
Another of the Hundred Spirit King's arms was severed.
"With every breath, I will cut off one of his legs."
"After both legs... it'll be his neck."
Zhou Yi's playful smile deepened.
"Madam, you have three breaths left."
"No!"
Liu Baihua's face paled. She had already witnessed Zhou Yi's ruthless methods—he had cut off her son's arms without the slightest warning.
If he severed his legs next...
She was no match for him.
"Don't harm my son! I'll do as you say!"
With gritted teeth, Liu Baihua threw herself into Zhou Yi's arms, trembling as she spoke.
"You truly are a wise woman."
Zhou Yi chuckled, scooping Liu Baihua into his embrace and carrying her into the inn's guest room.
"Impossible..."
The Hundred Spirit King watched the scene unfold, eyes nearly bulging from their sockets in disbelief.
"Pu—"
A mouthful of blood sprayed from his lips as despair crushed his spirit.
He had spent his days robbing others of their women.
Never had he imagined the day would come when someone would steal his own mother.
Karma.
He couldn't help but recall Zhou Yi's earlier words—
"Even if your mother comes, I'll make you call me Father."
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