Chapter 42: Carrying Out Heaven's Will (Part 1)

  It's as if some earth-shattering, soul-stirring power that ordinary people can't perceive has been unleashed, so when that thunderous shout rings out, the people inside and outside the door all seem to have been struck by a giant hammer at the same time, almost simultaneously collapsing softly to the ground.

  Qin Yifan also heard a loud rumbling in his ears, and the huge shockwave was like something massive had suddenly slammed into his head. Fortunately, Qin Yifan's strength was robust, and his cautious habits developed on the battlefield had given him an instinct to protect himself with internal energy. This allowed him to remain clear-headed despite the massive shockwave. However, this method of attacking without distinguishing between friend or foe made Qin Yifan extremely angry.

  Lin Qiulü and Qin Xiaoling seemed to be completely unaffected by the shock, still standing in place. Qin Xiaoling had already disappeared after hearing the rebuke and returned to Qin Yifan's side. However, neither Lin Qiulü nor Qin Xiaoling could have imagined that he would use such a method to protect himself but forget to protect Qin Yifan. Fortunately, Qin Yifan was strong enough on his own and didn't pass out like those people did.

  Qin Xiaoling now, although there are still some stubborn diseases in her body that cannot be solved, but she is not stingy with her protection of Qin Yifan. As soon as she finds out that someone who might threaten Qin Yifan is nearby, she immediately returns to Qin Yifan's side. This makes Lin Qiulü, a full-time bodyguard, feel somewhat ashamed.

  "Huh?" The person outside seemed to have discovered that there was actually a non-cultivator warrior who hadn't fainted, and let out a surprised cry. Immediately after, as if thinking it wasn't anything surprising, he loudly shouted: "You wicked spawn, aren't you coming out to meet your death?"

  "How bold!" Qin Yifan used the same trick again: "Who dares to attack an official of the imperial court?" Although cultivators have a somewhat detached meaning from the world, when they encounter truly top-notch officials of the imperial court, they still have some apprehension.

  "What kind of person would tolerate zombies harming people?" Suddenly, a different voice came from outside the door. The people inside, including Qin Yifan, were taken aback, and it turned out to be two people. At this point, it was probably possible to guess the cultivation level of the person outside. Someone who could make Qin Yifan unaware of their presence would definitely not be an ordinary person.

  "Nonsense! Which eye of yours saw a zombie harming people?" Qin Yifan calmly and confidently retorted, unlike Lin Qiulü who was showing signs of extreme tension.

  "The cry", the originally not very solid roof of the small shop was easily lifted off like a lid, and the surrounding pillars also disappeared. The three people immediately appeared clearly in front of the two outsiders.

  This time, Qin Yifan also saw the appearance of the people outside. It turned out to be a monk and a Taoist, two people who looked very ordinary at first glance, but upon closer inspection, they had an inexplicable aura. In terms of appearance, neither of them was very old, at most in their middle age, but Qin Yifan knew that this was not their true age.

  The monk held a string of purple beads in one hand, constantly rubbing them, while the Taoist stood with his hands behind his back. Their bodies seemed to emit invisible rays of light, majestic and awe-inspiring, pressing down on the three people.

  Among the three, Qin Yifan was the least affected. He was a ruthless and domineering figure to begin with, and in recent years, under the influence of his elder brother Hu Zhong, he had experienced all sorts of pressure and intimidation, so what he faced now was nothing but a piece of cake.

  Lin Qiulü's face was tense, but she had been in this place of evil spirits for quite some time and could still cope with it, albeit not as easily as Qin Yifan. The one who couldn't bear it the most was Qin Xiaoling, whose innate yin corpse attribute seemed to be suppressed by the aura of that monk or Taoist priest, hiding behind Qin Yifan and even afraid to show her face.

  "You're quite resourceful!" The monk spoke first. After saying this, he looked Qin Yifan up and down, then put his hands together in a Buddhist greeting: "With the imperial phoenix guard escorting you, your demeanor is extraordinary, and you seem to be an official of the imperial court. However, why do you favor that evil corpse?"

  As soon as he spoke, Qin Yifan recognized the speaker. Although his demeanor and speech exuded a strong sense of justice, what annoyed Qin Yifan the most right now was not knowing the inside story and randomly accusing people. If this were still Fist Mark Lake, he would have taught him a lesson by now. Standing up and taking a few steps forward: "Partiality? When did you see zombies harming humans?"

  The monk's internal energy was quite good, it seemed that the rules of their Taoist sect did not allow them to harm ordinary people casually. At this moment, he stood on the spot and argued with Qin Yifan: "This zombie hurt people, I saw it with my own eyes, can't you wrong her?"

  "Have you ever seen a zombie that only hurts but doesn't kill?" Qin Yifan was not some kind of good man or pious woman, especially when it came to the people around him. He wouldn't back down and would argue with conviction. He had previously instructed Qin Xiaoling to hurt and intimidate, but not to deliver the final blow until the last moment, in order to wait for those people's backers to arrive and solve everything at once. Unexpectedly, now he still had an excuse to argue for himself.

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  "Then isn't the Way harmful to people?" The monk still spoke in the same tone, without a hint of change.

  "Hah!" Qin Yifan looked up at the sky and laughed: "Hurting people is harming people, great! Just now someone simultaneously injured hundreds of people to the point of unconsciousness. The speed was so fast, the efficiency was so high, it's truly a rare sight in my life. I don't know how Master will deal with such an evil person?"

  "Who?" Even if the monk's tolerance was high, after hearing Qin Yifan's cunning words, he couldn't refute a single sentence. Suddenly his mind stirred and anger filled him.

  "Youngster, sharp teeth and a sharp mouth." The Taoist next to him also had an upright air, taking over Qin Yifan's words: "Considering you're just an ordinary person who doesn't understand the ferocity of this zombie, I won't bother reasoning with you. As long as you hand over the zombie behind you, I can spare your life!"

  "What kind of person are you, to privately decide the life and death of the Imperial Envoy appointed by the Emperor today? How arrogant, how overbearing, aren't you trying to rebel?

  Looking at Lin Qiulü's expression, it seems that these two people are not her match. Qin Yifan, in order to protect Qin Xiaoling, cannot help but exhaust all his strength to find loopholes in their words. As long as he can grasp one point, he will resolutely counterattack. If the opponent is cornered by him, today might be a chance to escape."

  It's not that Qin Yifan didn't have confidence in his own abilities, but rather he was facing a master of Taoist and Buddhist cultivation. If they were at the Fist Print Lake, there might still be a chance for a fight, but here, if even Lin Qiulü and Qin Xiaoling couldn't face them, then it wouldn't be something that Qin Yifan, a mere martial artist, could handle. A person values self-awareness; when facing an enemy they can't defeat, they should also have the wisdom to avoid their sharp edges. This time, for Qin Xiaoling's sake, he didn't care about anything else.

  Lin Qiulü once said that the true emperor's aura, the Son of Heaven's aura, it seems that even cultivators have some apprehension towards this aura that makes all people in the world bow down. Otherwise, any ordinary cultivator would be able to make the Emperor lose his life and the throne change hands, but no one has ever done so, and there is a reason for that. Such an act of reversing the fate of the world would surely be something that even cultivators dare not take lightly. For now, I can only use my identity as the Son of Heaven's appointee to intimidate people and see if it works.

  The Taoist obviously didn't want to get entangled with him on this matter, and coldly snorted: "Even if you are an official appointed by the imperial court, shielding and conniving with a zombie to harm people, I, the poor Taoist, will still have to uphold justice for heaven." Although he said so, his tone seemed to have weakened somewhat, unlike the initial aggressive tone.

  "Utter nonsense, still the same words, which eye of yours saw a zombie harming people?" Qin Yifan now seems to be playing dumb, since the other party is wary of this identity, then first occupy the identity and reason. These cultivators are not those hot-blooded Jianghu people, they also talk about reason.

  "Hmm!" The monk who had been silent beside him seemed to have reacted at this moment, and took over: "This humble monk and Dao brother discovered three days ago that a surge of resentment was coming in this direction. That's why the two of us appeared to investigate." He pointed at Qin Xiaoling behind Qin Yifan: "Although she hasn't killed anyone yet, the resentment she carries is soaring into the sky, with evil energy covering her head. I'm afraid tens of thousands of resentful spirits will gather on her body. What can you say about this kind of evil spirit?"

  This monk is indeed a discerning person, and he actually saw the resentful spirit on Qin Xiaoling's body at a glance, and had already discovered it several days ago. It was obviously known as soon as they left the capital. They chose to intercept in this place far away from the capital, and it is likely that they are still afraid of something or someone in the capital.

  "Vengeful spirits? The vengeful spirits in the Yama Temple are countless, can it be that all ten Yama Kings are heinous demons without any redeeming qualities?" Qin Yifan sneered again, even he himself didn't know that under such circumstances, the reason he came up with was so absurd yet irrefutable. In the past, Qin Yifan wasn't someone who knew how to speak like this.

  "Shut up, you're being too clever with your words!" The Taoist next to him seemed like he couldn't take it anymore: "You're so eloquent, what's your relationship with this demon? Since you're so stubborn and unenlightened, we have no choice but to use our divine powers to eliminate this great evil for the sake of the world!"

  It seems that these two have already moved with anger, but they still seem to be afraid of Lin Qiulü's master and the emperor's prestige as a shield. The tone turned to Lin Qiulü: "You also want to accompany this stubborn and unrepentant person and oppose me? Are you covering up for this zombie?"

  Lin Qiulü had already taken the flying sword, turned her head to look at Qin Yifan and Qin Xiaoling, didn't open her mouth to answer, but moved her feet, stood in front of the two people, and expressed her attitude with actual actions.

  "Good! Good! Good!" The Taoist priest didn't know who the person was, but he looked up at the sky and let out a loud shout: "Since you've made this decision, I'll have to trouble myself to go to Mount Tian after this to apologize." He turned his head towards the monk and said: "Old friend, it can't be helped, relying on you to help these vengeful spirits ascend!"

  Seeing the two about to fight, Qin Yifan couldn't care about anything else, stretched out his hand and pushed Qin Xiaoling: "Xiaoling, go back to Quan Yin Hu, run!"