Chapter 6 Burial Objects (Part One)

  Qin Yu's mind was completely blank, a suffocating feeling made him feel dizzy, after a while, but in Qin Yu's mind it seemed like an extremely long time, before he finally recovered.

  "Brother Lian!" Qin Yu's hoarse voice suddenly rang out, and at the same time, he directly jumped down from Hei Ying's back and instantly arrived beside Lian Yan.

  Lian Yan raised his head to see Qin Yu jumping down, a faint smile of kindness on his face: "Little Yu, you've actually come. To be able to see you before I die, heaven is not treating me badly either." Although he had suffered mortal wounds, just looking at Lian Yan speaking, one couldn't tell that he was mortally wounded at all.

  "Even Grandpa..." Qin Yu didn't know what to say anymore, looking at the terrifying wound, tears began to flow from his eyes.

  "Xiao Yu, don't cry. Birth, aging, illness and death are all normal. Your grandfather lived long enough. Now that he's dead, it's not a big deal." Lian Yan wiped away the tears on Qin Yu's face and comforted him, but suddenly his eyebrows furrowed slightly and he sat down on the ground.

  "Come on, Grandpa, let's go, I'll take you to see a doctor," Qin Yu said as he prepared to carry Lian Yan onto the back of the Black Eagle.

  "Xiao Yu, don't bother anymore. I know you're well-versed in medicine, can't you see that my injuries are severe and I'm already at death's door? You can see the severity of the internal injuries, it's only because of the thick innate true energy inside me that I can still speak a few more words with you." Lian Yan said with a smile.

  Qin Yu bit his lip, and although he was unwilling to admit it in his heart, he also saw that what Lian Ye said was indeed true. At this moment, Lian Yan relied solely on the support of a mouthful of innate true energy within his body.

  "Ah, ah~~~ Father... You guys come quickly and kill that black-clothed old man first, then kill that old thing that won't die." Yi Feng's resentful voice rang out. Yi Feng also saw that Lian Yan was mortally wounded and had no power to resist at all.

  A glimmer of cold intent flashed through Qin Yu's eyes.

  "Xiao Yu, don't be impulsive, hurry up and leave. Those four are all congenital mid-term cultivators. That black-robed old man is under your father's command and is now seriously injured and won't last much longer." Lian Yan hastily advised Qin Yu, although Qin Yu had reached the congenital realm, but Lian Yan couldn't see it at all.

  The strong men of the Dragon Continent observe each other's strength by sensing the "qi" within their bodies. When they reach the Xiantian realm, their body is filled with Xiantian true qi, which is very simple. However, Qin Yu was different from any Xiantian expert, as he had no Xiantian true qi in his body.

  His strength is physical, strong in power, and strong in speed. So even if it's a continuous speech, it's hard to see Qin Yu's real strength. After all, the strength of a person's muscles is difficult to accurately determine.

  "Old Master Lian, don't worry, I have confidence in dealing with them. Old Master Lian, let me tell you a secret, I've already cultivated my external skills to the Xiantian realm. The Xiantian realm of external skills is completely different from the Xiantian realm of internal skills. But the actual strength is even stronger."

  Lian Yan's eyes lit up: "Has your external skill reached the level of Innate?" External skills, from ancient times to the present, no one has been able to reach the level of Innate. Lian Yan saw Qin Yu's eyes and knew in his heart that Qin Yu was not deceiving him. However, as a dying man, Lian Yan also comforted himself in his heart and soon calmed down.

  "Ah!"

  A miserable cry, the black-robed old man who was already seriously injured was killed by the four great innate experts.

  "Haha, old man, you actually dare to kill my father, I will definitely make you die a thousand deaths. I'll make sure you don't die well." Yi Feng glared at Lian Yan, his hatred was extreme, and his entire handsome face twisted in anger.

  Lian Yan's face turned white at this moment. Qin Yu's expression changed, he knew Lian Yan was about to collapse, and hurriedly hugged him.

  "Shut up!" Qin Yu suddenly shouted at Yi Feng, his eyes gleaming with a cold light that stabbed towards Yi Feng like a sharp knife. He didn't want to be disturbed even in his last moments of speech, and Yi Feng was taken aback by Qin Yu's shout, especially the gaze, which left him stunned for a moment.

  Qin Yu looked at his Lian Grandfather, and at this moment, he only wanted Lian Grandfather to leave the world in peace.

  Looking up at the sky, his eyes were dazed, thinking of the first time he met his lover by the Golden Phoenix Pool: "The lotus flowers reflected in the water, the misty willows dipped into the emerald green. The spiritual pool was warm and gentle. The golden willows swayed in the wind, the colorful boats and dragon boats were moored on the distant shore. The thousand-step rainbow bridge, the uneven teeth of the geese, led straight to the Water Temple. Surrounding the Golden Embankment, the fish and dragons played, the spring silks and satins fluttered, the heavenly pipes sounded... In the Imperial City, by the Golden Phoenix Pool, her lovely shadow remained..." His voice gradually faded away.

  Even when he died, there was a smile on his face.

  Qin Yu was still young and hadn't experienced many things, so he couldn't understand Lian Yan's heart. However, he could feel that when his grandfather passed away, it was with a calm and peaceful expression, without any sadness.

  "Even Grandfather." Qin Yu said in a trembling low voice.

  From young to old, the one who has spent the most time with Qin Yu is Lian Yan. When they were in the Wang Fu, he was raised by Lian Yan, and when they moved to Yunwu Mountain Villa, he was still raised by Lian Yan. It can be said that Lian Yan's time with him is much longer than his father, Qin De.

  "Alright, kid, are you done being sad?" Yifeng said with a cold smile.

  Qin Yu didn't even give Yi Feng a glance, but Yi Feng was furious. Just now, he had been startled by Qin Yu's sudden angry shout and was still in a daze. He was naturally both ashamed and angry, but he wasn't some pampered rich kid. At this moment, the person he hated most was actually Lian Yan.

  Because Lian Yan killed his father!

  "Father, I'm unfilial, but now I'll avenge you!" Yi Feng knelt down in front of Yi Qingyu's corpse and then stood up, coldly ordering: "Take action, kill that little brat! That old man dared to kill my father, I will definitely make him suffer the most extreme torture, and his corpse will be mutilated to the utmost for Father's revenge!!!"

  "Yes!" The three congenital middle period masters immediately bowed and said that in their eyes, Qin Yu was a small child who was not taken seriously by them.

  "What did you just say?" Qin Yu gently put down Lian Yan's body, slowly stood up, and shot a cold and sharp gaze at Yi Feng.

  Yi Feng's eyes narrowed slightly: "A thousand knives and ten thousand cuts to that old thing, what's wrong?" Yi Feng's face revealed a hint of an evil smile, then stared at his three subordinates, "You three, tell that little kid, what are the consequences of meddling in other people's business!"

  "Two brothers, one little guy, I can handle them by myself." A dwarf chuckled.

  Qin Yu's eyes narrowed slightly, and a cold light leaked out from within.

  "Little one, accept your death!" The dwarf's body flashed and the long knife in his hand chopped towards Qin Yu, the speed was much faster than Nalan siblings, but unfortunately, today's Qin Yu had made great progress compared to the day he killed Zhen Xu.

  Qin Yu's fists suddenly appeared with a dark red boxing glove, a mid-grade spiritual artifact - the Yan Chi Boxing Glove!

  Qin Yu's body moved, and three residual shadows appeared. At the same time, a loud "peng" sound was heard as the golden iron shattered, and the Xian-grade war knife turned into fragments. The iron fist that shattered the war knife transformed into a flowing light, stabbing directly at the dwarf's throat.

  Fist Finger Piercing Attack!

  The dwarf, still in shock from the shattered war knife, had no time to react. Qin Yu's fist, with a power of thousands of kilograms, was fully concentrated on that point. With a loud "bang", a hole suddenly appeared at the dwarf's throat.

  "Boom!" The dwarf's eyes widened and he fell to the ground with a loud thud, unable to get up again. His wide-open eyes seemed to still be in disbelief at everything that had happened.

  Yi Feng and the other two Early Heaven Stage experts' mouths were wide open, and for a moment, they couldn't close them. They stared at Qin Yu in shock, then looked at the Early Heaven Stage expert who had fallen to the ground and died. In their minds, they recalled Qin Yu's astonishing speed from earlier, as well as his incredible strength that had shattered the Xianpin war knife.

  "You three, get ready to accompany my grandfather in his tomb!" Qin Yu's entire body surged with power, even the cells deep within him began to boil, a pre-heavenly realm external martial artist, just how strong was his strongest attack?