Live-in Son-in-law
Chapter 472: Retreat in Alarm

Chapter 472: Chapter 472: Retreat in Alarm

Zhi Yuanbai was both furious and terrified. In his heart, he was filled with regret, thinking he should have killed Qin Yi with thunderous methods the first time they met.

But, there are no regrets in the world.

It was he himself who gave Qin Yi the chance to counterattack, one wrong move and the whole game was lost.

He never expected to end up in this situation.

Zhi Yuanbai, enraged, roared and charged at Qin Yi.

He had no way out, with his injuries now, he couldn’t even fly and escape. His only path to survival was to kill Qin Yi, that was the only way to live.

Boom!

The two collided like fierce beasts, without any flair, and then were blasted back.

Puh!

Qin Yi spat out blood, but struggled to get up and charged again like a madman.

Boom!

Another fierce collision followed.

Once... twice... three times... ten times...

On the fifteenth time they were blasted back, Qin Yi’s shoulder was shattered, his skin cracked open, and blood flowed everywhere.

But Zhi Yuanbai could no longer stand up. His cultivation was exhausted, his life force burnt out.

Qin Yi struggled several times before shakily standing up.

"Hahaha... Zhi Yuanbai, didn’t you want to kill me? Get up."

Qin Yi roared wildly, charging towards Zhi Yuanbai. However, after rushing a dozen meters, he couldn’t hold on and fell headfirst.

Damn...

A curse word escaped his mouth along with blood.

"Master!" The Flood Dragon Spear appeared, directly passing under Qin Yi, lifting him up.

Qin Yi lay half-propped on the Flood Dragon Spear, completely exhausted, not even having the strength to walk.

"Carry me over."

The Flood Dragon Spear carried Qin Yi to the side of Zhi Yuanbai.

Zhi Yuanbai was on the verge of death, his body tattered, but his eyes were venomously staring at Qin Yi.

"Bon voyage!"

Qin Yi made a knife gesture with his fingers, slashing down with great effort, a purple light shot out like a sharp blade.

Pu!

A head rolled, blood gushing wildly.

"Hahaha..."

Qin Yi laughed maniacally.

Seizing the moment of weakness to take one’s life had always been Qin Yi’s principle. He didn’t waste words with Zhi Yuanbai because such a fearsome old monster must not be given even the slightest chance to retaliate, or the consequences would be unimaginable.

So, without any superfluous words, Qin Yi cleanly executed him.

"Zhi Yuanbai, you’re dead, and I’m alive."

Qin Yi gazed at Zhi Yuanbai’s body, saying this before looking away.

"Master, someone is coming." The Blood Flood Dragon suddenly said.

Qin Yi’s cultivation was exhausted, his reactions sluggish. He only turned around with difficulty after hearing the Blood Flood Dragon’s words.

He saw several figures rapidly approaching from a distance.

These people were young, only five of them, but from their speed, it was clear they were prodigies from the Southern Country, all at the Golden Core Stage of cultivation.

Qin Yi’s eyes narrowed fiercely. In his current state, he was like a fish on the chopping block; apart from managing to beat Zhi Yuanbai who was already unable to fight back, he would die even against those in the Qi Refinement Realm, let alone these young prodigies at the Golden Core Stage.

"Master, take a rest, I’ll handle them."

Qin Yi shook his head. If it were one, the Flood Dragon might have been able to hold them for a while. But against five Golden Core Stage experts, the Flood Dragon couldn’t stop them.

He reached out to grab the Flood Dragon Spear, using it as a crutch to support his body, laboriously going over to pick up Zhi Yuanbai’s head, turning to face the approaching five people.

The five figures ultimately stopped a few dozen meters away, looking at the head in Qin Yi’s hand.

They had received information that a young powerhouse from Longxia had infiltrated the Southern Country and eradicated the Zhi Family.

As young powerhouses from the Southern Country, how could they tolerate such a thing happening, how could they allow someone to be so arrogant in their country?

The entire Southern Country’s Qi Refiners were searching for Qin Yi, but these five were rather lucky, intending to intercept him at the border, thinking Qin Yi would eventually return to Longxia, but unexpectedly, they encountered him here.

"Are you from Longxia?"

Among the five, the youth in black combat attire stared at Qin Yi and asked, using the Longxia language.

"Longxia, Qin Yi."

The five of them simultaneously tensed up, staring intently at Qin Yi. One of them shouted sharply, "Was it you who destroyed the Zhi Family?"

Qin Yi tossed the head in his hand, watching it roll on the ground for a few circles, which cast a shadow of horror on the faces of the five.

"Do you know who he is?"

Zhi Yuanbai’s head was dirty and hard to recognize. Even if they saw it clearly, they might not know Zhi Yuanbai.

The youth in black combat attire coldly said, "We don’t care who he is. Do you think you can scare us off like this? Let me tell you, daring to provoke our Southern Country means you will die here. Don’t think about leaving alive."

Qin Yi sneered dismissively, "Just as well, that’s what I wanted to say. Before leaving the Southern Country, I can still claim the lives of five young powerhouses, making this trip worthwhile."

"Do you have the ability to do that?" The other sneered disdainfully.

Qin Yi looked indifferent, "Killing you is like slaughtering dogs. I’ve already beheaded Zhi Yuanbai, do you think there’s a path to survival in front of me?"

Zhi Yuanbai?

The patriarch of the Zhi Family, Zhi Yuanbai?

The Zhi Yuanbai who participated in the Luoshen Mountain battle decades ago?

The five of them, faces changed drastically, filled with horror looking at the head on the ground, full of disbelief.

"This is impossible?" The youth in black exclaimed in shock.

They didn’t recognize the Zhi Family patriarch, but they had heard of him, an elder powerhouse over a hundred years old, how could he be killed by a young man from Longxia?

Qin Yi slowly took a step forward, his eyes coldly focused, "Is it possible or not, why don’t you try and find out?"

The five subconsciously took a step back, their eyes filled with terror.

"Kill!"

Qin Yi shouted angrily, his voice like a thunderclap, shaking the ground, as the little energy he had managed to gather exhausted with that shout.

Swish!

Qin Yi charged out holding the Flood Dragon Spear.

In fact, Qin Yi was already exhausted, struggling even to walk, let alone run. In reality, it was the Blood Flood Dragon carrying him forward.

The five were shocked by Qin Yi’s shout, with their eardrums hurting, stunned eyes.

Coupled with Zhi Yuanbai’s head, and Qin Yi’s imposing manner, and terrifying killing intent, they didn’t have time to react.

"Retreat!"

The youth in black shouted in fright, retreating quickly, then turned and fled madly.

The other four, seeing this, instinctively turned and sprinted away as well.

The youth in black didn’t dare gamble. If the head on the ground was really Zhi Yuanbai’s, which of them could stand against Qin Yi?

The five were extremely fast, disappearing in a blink of an eye.

"Stop!" Qin Yi was almost out of strength even to hold onto the Flood Dragon Spear.

"Master, I’ll take you back."

"We can’t leave now."

Those five were all young prodigies, certainly not foolish. They were just scared away before, but they might be lurking in the shadows now. Once they spot a weakness in him, they could very well return to kill.

Qin Yi planted the Flood Dragon Spear into the ground, standing with one hand supporting the spear, like a javelin, staring into the distance, more like a war god deliberating whether to return to the Southern Country.