Endless Ascension

Chapter 87: Chapter 87, Unappreciative

"Congratulations to player 'Qin Ze' for killing BOSS Qin Zhantian. You have obtained 150,000 experience points, 70,000 qi points, and 1,200 survival points..."

"Congratulations to player 'Qin Ze' for obtaining two fifth-level demonic beast cores..."

"Congratulations to player 'Qin Ze' for obtaining the top-grade spiritual weapon, the Soul-Separating Bell..."

"Congratulations to player 'Qin Ze' for obtaining 18 Spirit-Nourishing Pills..."

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A series of prompts from the system made Qin Ze extremely excited. "Qin Zhantian indeed dropped more than Qin Kuang and the others. He deserves to be the head of the Qin family."

Qin Kuang and Qin Zhantian are dead. Meng Lei's revenge has been avenged.

Looking at Yun Man, who was constantly crying and struggling desperately, his heart ached.

Under the Fuxian Dust, Yun Man was pale and powerless. She kept struggling but still couldn't break free from the restraint of the Fuxian Dust. In front of the middle-grade immortal weapon, her strength seemed so insignificant and helpless. Her entire body's strength was imprisoned, and she wasn't even given the strength to die. The voice of self-blame in her heart never stopped.

Qin Ze's strength made her happy, truly happy from the bottom of her heart. But facing the Tianya Dynasty, facing the extremely powerful Yang Hong, and facing the old ancestor of the Yang family, the ninth level of the Gathering Spirit Realm was simply not enough. She was worried that Qin Ze would fight for her. She was worried that Qin Ze would lose his life for her. She was worried...

The root of all problems was on herself.

Why did the Yang family choose me? Yun Man kept asking herself. A door deep in her heart seemed to be about to break the seal and burst out...

Under the attack of Yun Man's distress, self-blame, and pain, the power of that door kept weakening. The extremely powerful force behind the door seemed to be affected by Yun Man's inner thoughts and kept attacking, making a deafening sound deep in her mind.

All of this made Yun Man feel inexplicably panicked.

The Fuxian Dust was surrounded by spiritual qi. The huge energy made it impossible to approach even half a step. Every step Qin Ze took, his mind was greatly shaken, and his internal organs kept fluctuating. The power of the middle-grade immortal weapon was too overbearing. Even exerting full qi throughout his body was difficult to resist that powerful aura of devouring all spirits.

"No,,, no,,, don't come over anymore..." Yun Man was in tears and shouted hysterically. Seeing the painful expression on Qin Ze's face, her heart ached extremely. This kind of pain even made the Fuxian Dust tremble slightly.

"Not good!"

Yang Lin frowned and thought: "The power of the Hundred Generations of Goodwill is about to break the seal."

"Can't. We must not let her break the seal..."

"Once it breaks, no one can resist her. I never thought that the original power within her body was stimulated under the pain. This kind of power could actually resonate with the Hundred Generations of Goodwill. Strong. Too strong."

With this thought, Yang Lin immediately looked at his father Yang Hong in the Taihe Palace, then the Suppressing Soul Pagoda started to rotate frantically, and the evil spirit increased ten thousand times.

Yang Hong in front of the dragon throne was surrounded by black flames. With one step, the wind and clouds rolled. The sky above the entire imperial city suddenly darkened, and dark clouds gathered. There were endless rumbling sounds of thunder in the clouds...

With just one step, heaven and earth changed color.

Yang Hong's power was too overbearing and powerful.

With one step, in the blink of an eye, Yang Hong appeared on the square. He directly grabbed the head of an assassin with one hand. The muscles on his face twitched slightly. Looking at Qin Ze, he showed a fierce smile, and black flames emerged from his palm.

The killer's pupils widened, and the giant god behind him suddenly disappeared. His entire body was powerless and allowed Yang Hong to hold him in his hand.

Yang Hong looked at Qin Ze, smiled faintly, then his expression changed, and he exerted force with his hand. "Puff", the killer's head burst open and blood splattered everywhere.

Provocation? Threat? Demonstration?

Yang Hong's deep eyes and overbearing deterrence. He could easily crush a killer of the Tempering Gang Realm. Displaying his powerful strength in front of Qin Ze, the meaning was obvious, intimidation.

Qin Ze stopped and his heart was greatly shaken. Yang Hong's strength exceeded his imagination.

One of the three killers died. Yang Lin's pressure immediately lessened. Suddenly, the Suppressing Soul Pagoda pressed down vigorously, and the two killers of the Tempering Gang Realm were instantly sucked into the Suppressing Soul Pagoda. Only two extremely tragic wails were heard before they disappeared.

Yang Lin put away the Suppressing Soul Pagoda, his eyes froze, and he exerted full qi, wanting to charge towards Qin Ze.

At this moment, Yang Hong stopped him. Looking at Qin Ze, he took a few steps forward and smiled: "From now on, you will be the head of the Qin family and a founding minister of the Tianya Dynasty. In the future, you will enjoy endless wealth and honor."

"Recruitment?"

Qin Ze became slightly cautious. Facing the fierce aura emanating from Yang Hong, he didn't dare to be the slightest distracted. He had already witnessed Yang Hong's strength just now. The black flames on his body were extremely terrifying. He mustn't let him get close.

"You can consider it as recruitment." Yang Hong smiled casually and slightly pursed his eyebrows. "Aren't you satisfied?"

"Being a founding minister and enjoying wealth and honor, anyone would be tempted. Even the four major families of Qinghe City are willing to submit. How could I, a mere disciple of the Qin family, be dissatisfied?"

"How dare I be dissatisfied?"

Qin Ze said faintly, with a calm tone. However, in his dantian, there were huge changes. He kept replenishing qi. He had no interest in being a founding minister or enjoying wealth and honor as Yang Hong said. But looking at the suffering Yun Man, the rage in his heart couldn't be suppressed.

Yang Hong smiled complacently, showing boundless arrogance. "Those who know the times are wise. At such a young age, you have such cultivation. In the future, you will surely become an important minister of the Tianya Dynasty. It's a piece of cake to be granted territory and fiefdom."

"Ha ha..."

Qin Ze laughed loudly, then looked at Yun Man, his eyes firm, and said: "I don't want anything else. I want her."

After saying that, the expressions of Yang Lin and Yang Hong changed simultaneously.

Perhaps only the two of them in the entire imperial city knew that Yun Man possessed the Hundred Generations of Goodwill. They could use her to reverse fate and allow the Tianya Dynasty to enjoy prosperity for ten thousand years. With the dragon qi, they could cultivate to the supreme realm and gain a thousand years of lifespan.

Yang Lin could even use Yun Man's Hundred Generations of Goodwill to please his master, the Antarctic Supreme Immortal, and surely have a place in the Antarctic Immortal Sect in the future. Wouldn't spirit pills, advanced cultivation techniques, and immortal weapons and treasures be at his disposal?

"No!"

"No!"

The father and son almost shouted at the same time, their eyes wide with anger.

Qin Ze's heart tightened and immediately sensed that Yang Lin wasn't lusting after Yun Man's beauty. Judging from the expressions of the father and son, Yun Man was very important to them. "Could there be some earth-shattering secret hidden on Yun Man?"

For a moment, Qin Ze's thoughts were all in chaos.

But Yang Hong didn't give him time to think. With a cold shout, he said: "The ninth level of the Gathering Spirit Realm is like an ant in front of me. I can kill you with one move. Making you a founding minister is because I think highly of you. Don't be unappreciative."

The last four words 'be unappreciative' were like the might of heaven. The powerful pressure, along with these four words, swept out. Qin Ze was immediately forced back several steps, his face showing a painful expression. Looking at Yun Man, he gently said: "Are you willing to marry Yang Lin?"

Yun Man was in tears and shook her head like a rattle. "No,,, no,,, I'm not willing..."

"As long as you're not willing."

Qin Ze retreated frantically, then recalled Mao Mao whose battle form had ended. With a vigorous leap, he jumped into mid-air and roared loudly.

"Heaven-Thundering Thunderbolt Spell!"