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Chapter 128 Duan Yiyi

Chapter 128: Chapter 128 Duan Yiyi

Xia Yujiang and Dong Jinsu kept hurling insults, each more venomous than the last.

Little did they know, Qin Yi had shut off his hearing and only saw their mouths opening and closing as if they were farting.

A frog in a well cannot talk of the sea; a summer insect cannot talk of ice... Qin Yi wouldn’t bother arguing with two clowns.

Of course, it was because of Xia Yanbing’s sake, otherwise, they’d be dead a hundred times over by now.

Qin Yi returned to his room and closed the door.

Soon after, Zhang Wenhao called, having found Duan Yunfan’s phone number.

Qin Yi casually dialed Duan Yunfan’s number.

"Hello?"

It was indeed Duan Yunfan’s voice, very polite, and Qin Yi slightly curled his lips.

"It’s me, we met last night!"

Silence ensued from the other end.

Qin Yi remembered Duan Yunfan’s voice, and naturally, Duan Yunfan remembered Qin Yi’s voice too. Moreover, he could never forget this voice in his life.

Qin Yi wasn’t concerned about Duan Yunfan’s reaction, and said indifferently, "Where’s the stuff I wanted?"

"You, please wait a moment!" Duan Yunfan seemed to wake from a stupor and said hurriedly.

Not long after, Duan Yunfan’s voice came again, "Senior, could you please come to our house? I can send someone to pick you up."

"No need, see you later!"

Qin Yi hung up the call.

This world is getting more and more interesting: Five Poison Sect, Blood Evil Sect, and so many others like him yet different Qi Refiners.

Duan Yunfan and that elder’s cultivation aren’t weak; they probably know more than he does, right?

...

An hour later, a taxi stopped at the entrance of the Duan Family’s estate.

Oddly enough, there were no guards at the entrance; just a beautiful girl was standing there.

Qin Yi pushed his wheelchair forward while sizing up the beautiful woman who was looking at him.

Seemed to be eighteen or nineteen, skin as white as snow, about 1.65 meters tall, with a small face the size of a palm, and features as delicate as a large doll.

Her attire was simple: tight jeans, white sneakers, and a white crop top that exposed her waist, with her abs clearly visible.

What caught Qin Yi’s attention the most was her braid, a long plait reaching down to the crook of her leg.

Qin Yi’s eyes flickered; the girl’s cultivation was even stronger than Duan Yunfan’s.

The girl looked at Qin Yi as he approached, her big, round eyes blinked a few times, then she leaned forward, stopping with her face only ten centimeters from Qin Yi’s, and slightly parted her red lips: "Hubby."

Qin Yi: "..."

Qin Yi almost choked on his own saliva.

What’s going on?

The girl saw Qin Yi’s bewildered expression and suddenly burst into laughter; since she was sweet-looking, her smile was even sweeter.

"Hubby, who are you looking for?"

Qin Yi: "..."

"Oh dear, I almost forgot to introduce myself. I’m Duan Yiyi, the Yiyi of one-two-three Yiyi, because it’s simple to write, no other reason. Also, I’m your wife, happy?"

The girl said with a sweet smile.

Duan Yiyi?

Isn’t she the daughter of Duan Family Head, Duan Xinyuan?

Zhang Wenhao mentioned her, but he thought it was the relying Yiyi, not one-two-three Yiyi.

But this Duan Yiyi seemed lacking in intelligence; who calls someone hubby at their first meeting?

Duan Yiyi stared at Qin Yi and suddenly said, "Are you mute?"

Qin Yi was slightly stunned, shook his head.

"Deaf?"

Qin Yi: "..."

Duan Yiyi leaned over to look at Qin Yi, "First off, I’m not an idiot. Second, my brain is perfectly normal. Third, you can be happy, just not for too long. Because in another two minutes, I won’t be your wife anymore."

Qin Yi smiled and immediately understood, "You lost a game, didn’t you? I’m here to see Duan Yunfan."

"My brother is inside; go find him yourself. I still have someone to wait for."

Qin Yi nodded slightly and pushed his wheelchair inside.

"Hubby, for the last ten seconds or so, your most beautiful, most lovely wife has a piece of heartfelt advice: switch to an electric wheelchair, it’s more convenient."

Qin Yi smiled, "Thank you!"

Qin Yi pushed his wheelchair to the front of the central villa in the estate.

"Is Duan Yunfan here?"

Soon, two figures emerged from the villa.

The leader was in his fifties, with thick eyebrows and tiger-like eyes, a robust figure, exuding an aura of authority.

The other was Duan Yunfan.

Duan Yunfan looked at Qin Yi dumbfounded, unable to comprehend how the person who instantly defeated a Qi Cultivation Late Stage and massacred a Qi Cultivation Perfection master last night could be sitting in a wheelchair.

Subsequently, Duan Yunfan opened his mouth to greet, only to realize he didn’t know Qin Yi’s name at all.

"Qin Yi!"

"Greetings, Senior Qin!" Duan Yunfan hurriedly bowed respectfully.

"Just call me Qin Yi."

Duan Yunfan hesitated for a moment, then turned to introduce, "Qin Sen... Qin Yi, this is my father, Duan Xinyuan."

Duan Xinyuan looked at Qin Yi, with air flowing around him, fighting spirit soaring.

Qin Yi said indifferently, "You’re not my match."

Duan Xinyuan snorted coldly, his gaze full of defiance.

As Qin Yi raised his hand, a surge of white radiance swept through like a furious tide.

Duan Xinyuan’s face froze, his gaze became solemn as he found himself shockingly overpowered by Qin Yi’s violent force, making it difficult to circulate his cultivation.

The energy around Duan Xinyuan dissipated, his fighting spirit vanished, and he respectfully clasped his hands, saying, "Admirable!"

Qin Yi said indifferently, "You are already very strong; at least among those I have met, you are the strongest."

Duan Xinyuan bowed, "I asked Yunfan to invite you, please forgive us for any offense."

"I came on my own accord!"

Duan Xinyuan was slightly stunned, then smiled and bowed, "Mr. Qin, please come inside!"

Once inside, Qin Yi glanced around casually; the decor was traditional and elegant.

However, Qin Yi’s gaze was drawn to the Golden Saber on the weapon rack.

Duan Xinyuan noticed Qin Yi’s gaze and said, "This is my weapon, the Golden Moon Saber, crafted from Secret Gold and several precious metals, sharp enough to cut through iron like mud."

Qin Yi nodded slightly; he just felt the saber was extraordinary, not expecting it to be a treasure that could cut through iron like mud.

"Yunfan already told me about last night. Mr. Qin, your cultivation is monstrous, and your methods are earth-shattering. May I boldly ask which sect you hail from?"

Qin Yi was slightly stunned, "No sect, just practicing randomly on my own."

"..." Duan Xinyuan thought to himself, do I look like a fool? Practicing randomly on his own and able to easily tear apart a Qi Cultivation Perfection expert?

"Half a month ago, I didn’t even know such a thing as sects existed in this world. Whether you believe it or not is up to you." Qin Yi could see Duan Xinyuan’s disbelief and casually explained.

Duan Xinyuan looked at Qin Yi full of astonishment; judging by Qin Yi’s demeanor, he didn’t seem to be lying. Could it be that he’s really just practicing randomly on his own? Duan Xinyuan felt bewildered—practicing randomly on his own yet achieving such terrifying cultivation?

Qin Yi said indifferently, "This time, I just want to know about the Blood Evil Sect."

"May I be so bold as to ask, what will you do once you know?" Duan Xinyuan asked.

Qin Yi casually replied, "Annihilate them."

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