The battle between Jia Yan and Rong Ling spread throughout Black Dragon City and the outer courtyard.

No one knows the outcome of the battle. All that is known is that the grass was torn up three feet high where the two fought, the surrounding trees were turned into black ash, and several trenches formed by the martial arts techniques were left on the ground.

In the outer courtyard of Donghuang Academy, in Jin Yuanbao's courtyard.

Rong Ling was drinking heartily from a gourd in front of him, with a lot of roasted monster meat in front of him.

Qin Xin watched Rong Ling wolf down his food, a smile playing on his lips.

Jin Yuanbao and the others stayed by the campfire to roast meat, not daring to go forward, seemingly terrified of Rong Ling. Only after Qin Xin urged them several times did they slowly step forward.

He sat down at a certain distance from Rong Ling.

"If I had known you were involved with Qin Qianfan, I would never have cared about you even if you were beaten to death."

Rong Ling drank and ate heartily, muttering to himself.

Especially when Qin Qianfan's name was mentioned, it was as if there was a sense of resentment at having his wife stolen, and then a trace of tenderness appeared in his eyes, as if he had recalled something.

"However, I still want to thank Supervisor Rong Ling."

Qin Xin spoke respectfully to Rong Ling, who was not at all restrained.

"If you want to thank someone, go thank Hua Jin. If she hadn't asked me, I wouldn't have bothered with you!" Rong Ling said, feeling dizzy.

"Aunt Hua?"

Qin Xin then realized why Rong Ling, whom he had never met before, had helped him several times after he entered the outer courtyard. He figured it was because of Hua Jin.

"Senior Rong Ling, I'm very curious, who really won between you and Jia Yan?"

Jin Yuanbao, who was standing nearby, curiously came forward and poured Rong Ling a bowl of monkey wine with a smile on his face.

"It's a draw, but both of them held back."

Rong Ling curled her lip and said nonchalantly, "Jia Yan has already agreed not to cause you any more trouble, and they can also cultivate in peace at the Weaponry Academy."

Rong Ling pointed at Jin Yuanbao and the others.

Qin Xin was somewhat surprised by this outcome. He was well aware of Jia Yan's protective nature, but he didn't expect Rong Ling to be able to make him compromise. It seemed that Rong Ling had some leverage over Jia Yan.

"Don't even think about it. I just said that if he doesn't agree to my request, I'll stay here at the Weaponry Academy and not leave."

Seeing Qin Xin deep in thought, Rong Ling waved his hand, tilted his head back and drank a large bowl of monkey wine. He then lay down on the ground and fell into a deep sleep, constantly murmuring a girl's name, appearing quite infatuated.

"It seems he's also troubled by love..."

The group did not disturb Rong Ling. Qin Xin glanced at the disheveled Rong Ling and couldn't help but sigh.

At the same time, the image of a stunningly beautiful woman appeared in Qin Xin's mind. The moment she gracefully removed her veil, everything else seemed to lose its color. (cascoo.net)

“Luo Lingyan…I don’t know her…”

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On the other side, in a spacious mansion within the Weaponry Academy, a chilling aura emanated from the air.

"waste!"

An old man's angry curse came from inside the room.

"Uncle, it's all because of Qin Xin!" The voice was somewhat fearful, as if afraid to speak loudly.

"Alright, remember not to provoke those people in the future. Focus on developing the Sword Gang."

The old man sitting on the high seat had a murderous glint in his eyes. A peculiar aura emanated from his arm, causing him to frown deeply. He muttered to himself, "This Rong Ling is truly remarkable. He has actually comprehended such a thing. I'm afraid that in the future..."

The old man in the high position was Jia Yan, and Heng Hua was Jia Yan's nephew. So after Lin Jinglei entered the inner courtyard, Jia Yan put him in charge of the Sword Gang. He wanted him to develop the Sword Gang steadily and collect more cultivation resources, but unexpectedly, Qin Xin came to the door, which caused the reputation of the Sword Gang to decline. Many disciples of the Weapon Martial Academy have chosen to leave.

Although Jia Yan is the dean of the Weaponry Academy, his duty is only to protect the outer courtyard. He has no authority to hold the disciples in the academy accountable for their cultivation and development. This is why Jia Yan has his people manage the Sword Gang. On the one hand, it is to avoid the academy's rules, and on the other hand, it is to obtain more cultivation resources through the Sword Gang.

"Uncle, but..."

Heng Hua was naturally unwilling to accept this; having been insulted like this, how could he easily let Qin Xin off the hook?

"No buts, if that madman Rong Ling targets me, my family might be implicated too..." Jia Yan stopped mid-sentence after stopping Heng Hua.

Heng Hua understood Jia Yan's intention, and the anger in his eyes subsided somewhat.

"However, don't attack them openly anymore. I've already notified the people in the inner courtyard. You know what to do next, right?"

Beneath Jia Yan's aged voice emanated a cold and dangerous aura.

"Yes, Uncle!"

Upon hearing this, a ruthless glint flashed in Heng Hua's eyes, and he clenched his fists tightly.

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The following day, early morning, in the outer courtyard of the Eastern Wilderness Academy.

As the morning light spilled into the courtyard, Qin Xin emerged from a side room.

After glancing around the courtyard, Qin Xin noticed that Rong Ling had already left. Without saying goodbye, he turned and walked towards the outer gate, where flying demonic beasts were returning to the inner courtyard.

Upon arriving at the gate, Qin Xin searched for a while before finally finding the location of the flying demon beast.

Upon arrival, Qin Xin only saw a figure lying on a chair, holding a teapot, with two female disciples behind him massaging his back and shoulders.

"Deacon Han, this disciple needs to return to the inner courtyard."

Looking at the person in front of him, Qin Xin recognized him several times; it was none other than Han Sui.

"A disciple of the Kun Sect?"

Han Sui seemed to be able to sense the black stone crystal on Qin Xin's body, and said with a smile.

"Yes, I am Qin Xin from the main peak of the Kun Sect."

Qin Xin was very polite to Han Sui, because he always felt that the man in front of him was somewhat mysterious.

"Main Peak? Qin Xin? Interesting. Sit on that Wind-Riding Eagle. Once we reach the inner courtyard, the identity crystal on your body will naturally open the formation and take you inside."

Han Sui merely opened his eyes for a moment before lying back down in the chair as if he were asleep.

Seeing this, Qin Xin did not disturb them. After taking his leave, he turned around and leaped onto the wind-riding eagle that Han Sui had pointed to.

With a cry, the Wind-Riding Eagle soared into the sky.

At this moment, a figure appeared behind Han Sui.

"Brother, after we deal with Qin Xin, could you give me more of the benefits Jia Yan offered?"

A man who looked about sixteen or seventeen years old, with delicate features that made him appear almost like a woman, knelt down in front of Han Sui and carefully massaged his legs.

If Qin Xin were here, he would definitely recognize this person as Han Yao, who had previously blocked his way at East Peak. It was only after Qin Xue stepped in to help him leave.

"Alright, stop getting so caught up in romance every day, it's interfering with your cultivation."

Han Sui naturally understood his younger brother's meaning. Although he was somewhat angry, his eyes were still full of affection.

"Thank you, brother. Qin Xin dared to make a move on my woman, so of course I can't let him get away with it."

Han Yao stared at Qin Xin, who was now just a single point of light in the distance, his eyes filled with murderous intent.