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Qin Qi's Words Shake the Battlefield

Hearing Qin Qi's declaration, everyone present was thrown into a panic.

Wang Chang nearly dropped to his knees.

"Lord Qin, please reconsider! This must not happen!"

Jiang Mingqing stood there, staring blankly, his soul seemingly drained.

His body felt weak, his will shattered.

If Great Xia's borders collapsed, leading to millions of civilian deaths—could he truly bear such a sin?

"Clang."

The sword in his hand fell to the ground, his eyes filled with despair.

He knew—he couldn't bear such responsibility.

Wang Chang Bows in Defeat

Seeing Jiang Mingqing's defeated expression, Wang Chang sighed.

Then, he turned to Qin Qi.

"Lord Qin, we will leave immediately and never interfere again. Is that acceptable?"

Qin Yan's Verdict

Qin Qi didn't respond immediately.

Instead, he looked at Qin Yan.

"Yan'er, what do you think?"

Qin Yan glanced at Wang Chang.

He wanted to kill him, because in the original storyline, Wang Chang was one of the people who turned against the Qin family.

But he understood—even his grandfather couldn't execute a Martial Saint without consequences.

And neither could he.

After a moment, he said:

"Wang Chang injured many of the Qin and Yun family warriors. He must take responsibility."

Wang Chang quickly nodded.

"Rest assured, I will ensure they are treated and healed."

Qin Yan waved his hand dismissively.

"Then get lost."

The Fall of Gao Wei

Wang Chang grabbed the still-stunned Jiang Mingqing and left without another word.

Seeing his greatest supporter leave, Gao Wei finally realized his fate was sealed.

His entire body trembled with fear, his mind filled with panic.

He stammered:

"Q-Qin—"

"Qin your damn mother!"

"Boom!"

Qin Zhan roared in fury, delivering a palm strike to Gao Wei's chest.

The force sent him crashing through several buildings, rubble collapsing around him.

Before he could even react, Qin Zhan appeared beside him, grabbed him like a ragdoll, and dragged him back.

Xiao Fan's Despair

At this point, Xiao Fan was utterly numb.

Only now did he truly understand—

The Qin family was an untouchable behemoth.

A clan so powerful that even the nation had to accommodate them.

And he had personally offended this monstrous family—even publicly humiliated them.

A chilling fear gripped his soul, so intense that tears unknowingly streamed down his face.

He realized something terrifying—

He was going to die.

But to his surprise, Qin Yan ignored him completely.

Instead, Qin Yan turned to the Qin family warriors and ordered:

"Slaughter every last member of the Liu family—except for Liu Xinyao and Yan Zhenqiao."

"Oh, and wake Liu Xinyao up."

The Liu Family's Last Moments

The Qin family warriors stepped forward.

Two of them approached the unconscious Liu Xinyao, raised their hands—

"Smack! Smack!"

A sharp, stinging slap landed on her face.

She jerked awake with a scream.

"Father! Father!"

Qin Yan's voice was cold.

"Do it."

The Massacre Begins

The Qin family warriors raised their blades—

Slaughter ensued.

Liu Xinyao's Breakdown

Liu Xinyao's piercing screams filled the air.

Her eyes turned bloodshot, her tears mixed with streaks of blood.

"Qin Yan! You monster! You devil! You'll burn in hell!"

Qin Yan smirked coldly.

"And what of it? Even in hell, I will reign as a king."

The Aftermath of the Bloodshed

Soon, the Liu family was no more.

Liu Xinyao's legs gave out, her body limp on the ground.

She laughed and cried simultaneously, her mind teetering on the edge of insanity.

But Qin Yan wasn't done yet.

He spoke casually, as if commenting on the weather:

"Liu Xinyao, Yan Zhenqiao—you'd better hold on. The Yan family has yet to arrive."

Yan Zhenqiao's Despair

Hearing this, Yan Zhenqiao collapsed.

She crawled toward Qin Yan, her toothless mouth opening and closing, producing incoherent, desperate sounds.

Before she could reach him, two warriors stomped down on her limbs, breaking her arms and legs.

Now, she could only wail, unable to move even an inch.

Qin Yan ignored her completely.

He walked over to a chair, sat down, and let his aura radiate freely—

The presence of a true ruler.

The Yan Family's Arrival

A few minutes later—

The Qin family warriors returned, dragging along the entire Yan family.

Like the Liu family, the Yan family was a minor clan, numbering only a little over a hundred people.

Many of them had visible injuries—clearly, they had resisted capture and been beaten into submission.

The moment they arrived, they saw the bloodied remnants of the Liu estate.

Terror immediately overtook them.

"The Liu family… they were all slaughtered?!"

"Are we going to die too?!"

"I don't want to die! Please, let me go!"

Some of them tried to run—

They were cut down instantly.

The rest fell to their knees, their cries of despair filling the air.

Qin Yan's Final Judgment

Qin Yan didn't even stand up.

His voice was calm, indifferent.

"You have been brought here today for one reason—"

"You are all going to die."

"As for why?"

His gaze swept over them coldly.

"Because of your greed."

The Yan Family Begs for Mercy

Hearing this, the Yan family erupted into frantic pleas.

"Young Master Qin! We've done nothing wrong! Please, spare us!"

"Show mercy, Young Master Qin!"

"I'll kowtow to you! Please, have mercy!"

Qin Yan snorted.

"You did nothing wrong?"

"Shall I remind you?"

His tone grew sharp.

"Through the Liu family, you stole countless resources from me. Even that, I could overlook."

"But when you ran low on resources, you had Yan Zhenqiao beg me for more."

"You dare say you knew nothing of this?"

The True Nature of the Yan Family

The Yan family fell silent.

Because they all had done exactly that.

When they learned that Qin Yan was pursuing Liu Xinyao, they continuously pressured Yan Zhenqiao to demand more from him.

They used his resources, then mocked him behind his back, calling him a hopeless fool.

A bunch of ungrateful leeches.

The Final Massacre

Qin Yan waved his hand.

"Kill them."

The Qin family warriors stepped forward.

In an instant—

The Yan family was no more.

Yan Zhenqiao wailed helplessly.

Watching her family slaughtered, she vomited blood and fainted.

Qin Yan kicked her awake.

Then, he walked to Liu Xinyao, grabbed her by the hair, and lifted her face to his.

Her expression was empty, her eyes lifeless—like a corpse.

Qin Yan spoke slowly.

"Liu Xinyao, I am going to kill your mother now."

Liu Xinyao trembled violently.

Tears streamed down her face.

"No… please… spare my mother… I beg you…

"Kill me instead."