Chapter 510: Chapter 298: Beating Helian Without Holding Back (Part 2)

The white robe he wore was stained with blood, and a violent emotion surged in his heart. But he knew that at such a moment, meaningless words were futile and would only provoke the opponent into taking more vicious action.

His expression was indifferent, with no hint of emotion, nor the slightest outward psychic fluctuation. But in his heart, he had already marked the young man before him on his death list.

He was from the direct lineage of the Helian Family, a top-tier Immortal Seed of the Immortal Control Sect. Who dared to humiliate him in this manner? He needed to wash away today’s shame with the blood of his opponent.

Qin Ming was pondering: if it weren’t him but a common person standing here, what kind of dark experience would they be going through today?

Undoubtedly, everything Helian ZhaoYu said would come true. He had that kind of power and means; he was not just making empty threats.

He himself was already an advanced Immortal Seed and had also brought along two renowned figures from his clan.

Helian ZhaoYu had come prepared. Not intending to claim Qin Ming’s life, he clearly aimed to spiritually crush and disgrace him.

For an average person, they’d be forced to kneel on the ground.

Qin Ming’s brows furrowed into a “川” character. The person’s heart was exceedingly dark, and his methods were highly malicious. This time, he intended to “slay the heart” of Qin Ming, crippling him spiritually.

Qin Ming sighed. If it were an ordinary person, how desperate would they be at this moment? Kneeling here, with their face slapped, while being looked down upon, or more precisely, being chastised.

The other party had actually started doing just that, but failed to succeed!

If it weren’t for gaining appreciation from Lu Zizai and Yu Gen Sheng following closely behind, Qin Ming could imagine that today he would suffer a major defeat, being trampled into the dirt by the opponent.

Helian ZhaoYu spoke calmly, “Qin Ming, there is no deep hatred between us, merely a youthful rivalry. I was a bit impulsive, and you’ve had your fight. How about we let this go today?”

He was not a sheltered sprout, having gone through bloody baptisms. Today, he misjudged his opponent’s foundation, unexpectedly having a great expert backing him.

He naturally wouldn’t act impulsively, nor would he risk a verbal victory. Even if slightly lowering his stance now, it’s of no consequence. He didn’t intend to suffer a great loss upfront; how could he repay later?

Qin Ming thought about the dark scenes that “should” have occurred in the normal course of events, and his gaze turned icily cold.

Helian ZhaoYu, appearing genteel and dashing in white, like a gentle and noble youth, was in truth extremely ruthless, arriving with a chest full of malice.

Considering these, Qin Ming once again swung his open hand, slapping his face.

With a bang, the force this time was heavier, sending Helian ZhaoYu flying, crashing into and shattering the tea table.

Qin Ming stepped forward, kicking him, sending him swirling through the air, then swiftly caught up like lightning and stomped him into the ground again.

Outside, many people were astonished. Was this an earthquake? The entire tea house beside the road was shaking.

Some people earlier had seen Helian ZhaoYu engage with Qin Ming and enter the tea house. Now, sensing the abnormality here, they instantly knew there was a fierce disturbance inside, and confrontation had ensued.

The people who followed here naturally had some status, including nobles of Great Yu and some were disciples on the Immortal Road.

They were well aware of the weight of the Immortal Control Sect and knew of Helian ZhaoYu’s strength, as he was never one to suffer a loss, nor had he ever failed in his desires.

Many outside thought that likely Qin Ming had suffered greatly.

Inside the tea house, the lapis lazuli plate covering the ground was shattered, and Helian ZhaoYu was kicked in the face once more, crashing into the ground, causing the entire room to fracture, seeming as if it might collapse.

“You’ve had your fight, and your anger should be vented by now. Let’s stop this here today.” Helian ZhaoYu, blood at his mouth corners, said calmly.

“This bastard can really endure!” Wu Yaizu exclaimed in astonishment.

Xiang Yiwu nodded.

Qin Ming walked over, grabbed him up, and punched him in the face.

This time, Helian ZhaoYu didn’t speak further, merely spat out two bloodied teeth.

Before today, Qin Ming exercised restraint and maintained his composure, but today, the opponent blatantly intended to trample over him, making peaceful resolution impossible.

Apparently, whether he avoided or opposed, Helian ZhaoYu would act against him with full malice.

Since that was the case, he naturally had to satisfy his heart.

Qin Ming knew that harming Helian ZhaoYu here physically or beating him viciously made no difference, as the man would remember this and seek revenge later.

So, he freely let go of his hands and feet.

“Qin Ming, you should stop now!”

The two elders kneeling on the ground watched in fright, fearing he might beat Helian ZhaoYu to death.

“ZhaoYu hasn’t harmed you today, so why are you being so ruthless?”

Wu Yaizu, incensed by these words, retorted, “Why are you here? What do you intend to do? Don’t you have an idea? No matter what, you’ve targeted my Brother Ming. Whether you stand up or lay low, you’re going to be attacked first anyway!”

Xiang Yiwu also spoke, “Your Helian Family indeed oversteps too far. Be mindful; there are always people stronger and skies higher. On the Newborn Road, an old Ancestor Master long disappeared might just return to the mortal world suddenly.”

Wu Yaizu added, “Yes, like that legendary ‘Past Tathagata’!”

Hearing these words, the two renowned figures of the Helian Family visibly startled.

As for Qin Ming, he still didn’t stop, continuing to beat Helian ZhaoYu.

At this moment, the usually reserved Helian ZhaoYu was struggling to hold on. He hadn’t spoken harshly and endured until now… still getting beaten!

This youth wouldn’t cease, alternating between slaps and kicks, unwilling to stop.

He knew his two friends, Wei Cheng and Luo Jingxiao, were likely feigning, deliberately riling him up, and upon added pain, fainting from agitation, avoiding humiliation.

There was a moment when Helian ZhaoYu considered simply shutting off his five senses and fainting.

However, his dominant nature wouldn’t allow that; this was someone he was determined to kill. How could he appear weak in front of him?

No matter what he faced, he never shied away.

Helian ZhaoYu figured his opponent, like himself, wouldn’t dare to truly go for the kill, merely aimed to torment him spiritually. He would not bow his head this way.

Qin Ming mused: an old monster with one foot on the Seventh Realm had likely never set eyes on him, probably unaware such a person existed.

The upper echelon of the Immortal Control Sect wouldn’t bother with a Second Realm youth, as he was too distant from them. They were merely after the Essential Scripture and heirloom of the Luofu Sect.

Perhaps during their investigations into the Scripture and Furnace of Eight Trigrams, he was noted as a byproduct, any action taken henceforth not deliberate but incidental.

The real danger was Helian ZhaoYu before him; this person truly “saw” him in his heart and eyes.

Qin Ming sighed, although he greatly wished to directly kill Helian ZhaoYu, ending it once and for all, doing so would truly escalate the situation.

Especially since he thought of the Great Grandmaster he met in the Da Yu Imperial City—Helian Yunji, who seemed to be Helian ZhaoYu’s direct grandfather.

Qin Ming landed one final kick on Helian ZhaoYu’s face, then began to loot his body.

“You…” Helian ZhaoYu, blood spraying from his mouth and nose, his swollen eyes like dumplings, was somewhat enraged now.

Qin Ming didn’t anticipate that all three “corpses” lying on the ground had Storage Pendants. He unceremoniously “cheerfully accepted” them all.

Outside the teahouse, many had arrived, having heard of an incident here involving the recent high-profile figures.

A number of young nobles had arrived, including the Fourth Princess of the Da Yu Dynasty, Yao Ruoxian. Subsequently, several Immortal Seeds appeared, all waiting quietly for the event’s conclusion.

Many speculated that Qin Ming had probably taken a major fall this time and would likely suffer terribly.

Creak—the teahouse door opened, and the street fell into instant silence.

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