Chapter 82: Family Ties and Hidden Truths

At that thought, Qin Yangjun swallowed. His heart raced with wild thoughts.

But then, as if realizing something, he spun around and furiously rammed into a nearby tree, trying to force himself to calm down.

‘Don’t think nonsense! Don’t be so narcissistic!’

‘But… she’s really beautiful…’

‘Qin Yangjun! Qin Yangjun! That’s your sister!’

‘But… that seems even more exciting?!’

‘You pervert! What are you thinking?!’

Smack!!

Unsurprisingly, the tree was split right in half by Qin Yangjun.

Because the tree broke, the view opened up, and he suddenly saw a familiar figure on the opposite peak.

Qin Yangjun froze.

‘That is…’

‘Ling Huer?’

At this moment, Ling Huer was sitting on a tree, her head lowered, as if wiping tears.

And the opposite peak…

Under Grand Elder’s banner…

‘Oh! Right! That matter.’

Qin Yangjun suddenly remembered the business with Ling Huer. As he was about to summon the Blood Dragon Roar and step onto his sword, he seemed to think of something and pulled his foot back.

After hesitating for a long while, he gave Ling Huer a deep look, then turned and went straight back to his manor.

By now, Ah Ling and Yinkang Xuehan were already waiting.

As soon as Qin Yangjun jumped off his sword, Yinkang Xuehan approached.

“Wow, your sister is really good to you. You just broke one sword and she immediately gave you a better one. Looking at its luster and aura, it must be at least seventh or eighth rank, right?”

“Eighth rank.”

“Sigh, it’s great to have a rich relative. By the way, what about Ah Ling’s matter? What does she say?”

The latter part was transmitted telepathically by Yinkang Xuehan.

Regarding Ah Ling’s own condition, Yinkang Xuehan had not told her, afraid it would put pressure on her.

Hearing this, Qin Yangjun hesitated.

It was precisely because of his hesitation that Yinkang Xuehan guessed the answer. A look of disappointment appeared on her face.

“Even the all-powerful Yaoyang Immortal doesn’t know a solution…”

“Don’t worry, I will definitely find a way!”

Yinkang Xuehan sighed.

“I hope so.”

Although Ah Ling didn’t hear their words, their sighs and dejected expressions didn’t escape her notice.

“Sister, Young Master, what’s the matter?”

“Ah… no, nothing. I heard that the spiritual fruits of your Yuqian Sect are quite good. I was thinking earlier of asking him to bring me some to try, but it turned out there weren’t any.”

Yinkang Xuehan explained with a laugh.

Qin Yangjun looked at her in surprise.

‘This woman, she really lies without even thinking.’

A flicker of doubt appeared on Ah Ling’s face.

‘Spiritual fruits? She had lived in the Yuqian Sect for so long and had never heard of such a specialty.’

She looked at Qin Yangjun, her eyes asking for confirmation.

Qin Yangjun said without changing his expression:

“Oh, yes, there is such a thing. Fourth Elder tinkered with it, but the tree that bore the fruits has withered. Ah… right, Ah Ling, there’s something I need your help with.”

Qin Yangjun really didn’t know how to keep up the lie, so he quickly changed the subject.

Ah Ling’s face was full of suspicion, but upon hearing that there was a task, her ears perked up.

“Young Master, please tell me.”

“You remember Ling Huer, right?”

Ah Ling thought for a moment.

“Hmm… that senior sister from King Beast Valley…”

“Right. I need you to go to the Supervision Hall and find out what happened to her recently in the Yuqian Sect, then come back and tell me.”

“Yes!”

With that, Ah Ling turned and left.

After Ah Ling left, Yinkang Xuehan raised an eyebrow and smiled.

“Impressive. You dispelled Ah Ling’s suspicions in an instant.”

Qin Yangjun gave her a disdainful look.

“Couldn’t you have come up with a more reasonable excuse? Coming to the Yuqian Sect to eat fruits? If it weren’t for the actual matter, I wouldn’t have known how to cover it up.”

But Yinkang Xuehan just giggled.

“I had no choice.”

As she spoke, Yinkang Xuehan even blinked her eyes at Qin Yangjun.

Her eyes were full of innocence, and she seemed to be acting coquettishly.

But Qin Yangjun wasn’t fooled. He knew this woman inside out.

‘This woman loved toying with men’s emotions.’

‘Her smiles, her coyness, it was all just to play with you.’

‘She enjoyed seeing a man who wanted her but couldn’t have her.’

So Qin Yangjun didn’t even look at her.

“Oh, Young Master Qin, just forgive me this once…”

As she spoke, she subtly leaned closer to Qin Yangjun.

Over this period, she had come to understand that no matter how deep Qin Yangjun’s schemes were, he was still a man. And any man had those desires. As long as she could seize his desire, controlling him would be easy.

It wasn’t that she wanted to harm Qin Yangjun; she simply disliked others taking the initiative.

However, without a word, Qin Yangjun raised the Blood Dragon Roar in his hand.

“If you come any closer, I’ll stab you.”

The smile on Yinkang Xuehan’s face froze.

“Young Master Qin, don’t be so distant…”

“I hate frivolous women.”

Qin Yangjun said expressionlessly.

Upon hearing this, Yinkang Xuehan acted as if her tail had been stepped on.

“You’re the frivolous one!”

Qin Yangjun didn’t reply. Instead, he brandished the Blood Drink in his hand, as if ready to stab.

Yinkang Xuehan stamped her foot in frustration.

“Hmph! A man with no sense of romance.”

“Your romance is more than I can handle.”

Qin Yangjun put away the Blood Drink, sat down at the stone table nearby, picked up the teapot Ah Ling had prepared for him, and poured himself a cup of tea.

“By the way, after we resolve Ah Ling’s bloodline issue, where do you plan to go?”

Yinkang Xuehan straightened up.

“Mind your own business!”

Qin Yangjun didn’t look at Yinkang Xuehan. Instead, he lowered his head and took a sip of tea.

“Regardless of whether Ah Ling is willing to go with you, I don’t recommend you take her to your clan.”

Hearing this, Yinkang Xuehan’s body trembled.

‘This guy is really scary. He hit the nail on the head with one sentence.’

Since her thoughts were seen through, Yinkang Xuehan stopped pretending. She crossed her arms and looked at Qin Yangjun.

“Oh? Then tell me, why?”

Yinkang Xuehan knew that this man might scheme against her, but he was exceptionally sincere towards Ah Ling.

He must have a reason for saying this.

Qin Yangjun lifted his eyes.

“Even as a great demon of the Mahayana realm, don’t you know the situation in your clan? Think about it. Why does your clan arrange marriages? It’s to maintain pure bloodlines. Ah Ling is a half-demon. If you take her back, do you think your clan will accept her?”

On the way back, Ah Ling had told Qin Yangjun everything she knew, and Yinkang Xuehan was right there. So she wasn’t surprised that Qin Yangjun knew this.

“I have thought of that. I have my own cave dwelling in the clan. She won’t have to interact with those old fossils. I will also help her awaken her bloodline. And my father also hopes that I can bring my sister back.”

Hearing this, Qin Yangjun became more certain of his suspicions.

“I know you just want to keep your sister with you, free from anyone’s control. But think about your mother. Your clan is far more dangerous than being by my side. Besides, your mother’s death is suspicious.”

At this, Yinkang Xuehan suddenly froze.

“Why do you say that?”

Qin Yangjun looked at Yinkang Xuehan with extreme seriousness.

“If I’m not mistaken, the one who truly killed your mother and Ah Ling’s father is still alive.”

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