Fantasy: I'll do the hacking, and you'll suffer the side effects!

136: Is his brain damaged? Where did this evildoer come from?The first question that came out of his mouth completely baffled them.

An Inner Sect Disciple cautiously asked Cheng Weidong, “Senior Brother, was his brain damaged?”

“Silence, do not speak nonsense.” Cheng Weidong frowned.

He then looked at Qin Han and explained, “This place is Golden Scale Que Mangshan, under the jurisdiction of Purple Sun Divine Palace.”

Eastern Que Spirit State?

Hearing this news, Qin Han felt secretly puzzled but also relieved.

Fortunately, he wasn’t teleported to other states.

Observing the change in his expression, Cheng Weidong probed, “Your Excellency, I see you are heavily injured. Were you perhaps being pursued by enemies?”

“Not enemies, just ran into a ghost,” Qin Han replied.

Ghost?!

Their hearts tightened. They knew Qin Han’s strength was extraordinary. What level of ghost king must it be to possess such ferocious strength?

Cheng Weidong knew he wasn’t telling the truth and that there must be something too deeply involved for him to speak about.

The Golden Scale Que region is incredibly vast, and there are countless tales of ghosts every year, but how many have truly seen a ghost?

In the eyes of many Martial Artists, these are merely supernatural legends, meant only to scare children.

“May I ask which force Your Excellency is from?” Cheng Weidong asked again.

“What do you mean?” Qin Han slightly raised his eyelids, his eyes gleaming.

Cheng Weidong immediately realized his words were inappropriate and quickly explained, “I just said that Mangshan is a territory ruled by Purple Sun Divine Palace. Non-Disciples are not allowed to enter.”

“Your Excellency, your sudden appearance here makes it difficult to explain to the higher-ups.”

Cheng Weidong’s posture was extremely humble. Normally, as an Inner Sect Disciple of a seventh-grade force, when he was out and about, others would be bowing and scraping to him.

When would it be his turn to bow his head?

It was just that he was unclear about Qin Han’s background. If he offended this great Buddha...

Let alone him, even the entire Purple Sun Divine Palace could face annihilation.

The seventh-grade force Cloud River Valley in Golden Scale Que back then was like this: a Personal Disciple, relying on his powerful backing, was arrogant and offended the little princess of Zhe Tian Divine Dynasty.

Not only that, but he also saw that she was young and beautiful, and he spoke to tease her, threatening to take her back as a female slave.

This directly enraged the Zhe Tian Divine Dynasty, which dispatched several Human Emperors to flatten Cloud River Valley within a few days.

All 100,000 Disciples, including the deacons, Elders, and the Valley Master, perished without exception.

This classic case shook all the heroes and serves as a warning to future generations to this day.

What Cheng Weidong saw in Qin Han was his extraordinary demeanor and strength. He guessed that he was very likely also from such a major force.

Otherwise, he would have long since taken the White Tiger Spear and the extraordinary-looking coffin lid on his back.

Would it still be his turn to offer precious fifth-grade Medicinal Pills?

Qin Han looked around and found that the place was filled with birdsong and fragrant flowers, with lush green vegetation, unlike a place of ill omen.

“Heavenly Yang Que Lingxiao Holy Land, Qin Han.”

“Heavenly Yang Que?” Cheng Weidong was stunned, his first reaction was to think the other party was joking.

Eastern Que Spirit State, as the name suggests, is composed of tens of thousands of large and small Spirit Ques.

Golden Scale Que belongs to a Great Que, its vast territory being a hundred times larger than Heavenly Yang Que.

There are even ancient Divine Dynasties and aristocratic families, with countless Prodigies from all walks of life, and the Martial Artist culture is extremely prosperous.

Martial Artists born here would feel a certain degree of pride when facing Martial Artists from other Spirit Ques.

And Heavenly Yang Que, tucked away in a corner, was nothing more than a remote backwater compared to Golden Scale Que.

It was no exaggeration to say that they could even call the Martial Artists from there country bumpkins.

“You’re from such a small place? How is that possible?” A Disciple kept shaking his head.

Cheng Weidong also believed that he was concealing his true identity.

How could such a small place cultivate a Prodigy of this caliber?

The existence of the Extreme Boundary was rare even in Golden Scale Que.

Moreover, Qin Han’s Physical Body was so terrifying, rarely seen in the world.

Although his Realm was a bit low, his combat power was undoubtedly strong.

“Your Excellency, if you have something difficult to say, why not return with me to Purple Sun Divine Palace? I will find a peaceful place for you to rest,” Cheng Weidong suggested.

“Bringing a stranger back, aren’t you afraid of inviting trouble?” Qin Han narrowed his eyes.

“What are you talking about? If trouble were to follow, could Your Excellency have entered Mangshan safely?” Cheng Weidong said with a smile.

“Since that is the case, then Qin will not refuse,” Qin Han said, cupping his fists.

“Not at all, it’s just a small effort,” Cheng Weidong laughed heartily and extended his hand, “This way, please.”

Qin Han put the White Tiger Spear into his Storage Ring and, carrying the burial sky coffin on his back, followed him out.

The group kept a distance of ten zhang from Qin Han. The Disciple beside Cheng Weidong couldn’t help but look back a few times on the way and whispered, “Senior Brother, is this appropriate?”

“What’s inappropriate?”

“Recently, the competition in Golden Scale Que has reignited, and the Golden Scale Celebration is approaching. Bringing back a stranger at this time, how will we explain it if the deacon asks?”

Cheng Weidong’s lips curled slightly, “I naturally won’t take him back to my residence. The rules of the Divine Palace still need to be followed.”

“Then where are you taking him?”

“Listening Rain Pavilion.”

At these words, the Disciple immediately understood and nodded, a relieved smile appearing on his face.

“Senior Brother’s insight is truly superior. This way, the relationship can be largely cleared.”

“Don’t talk nonsense. Qin Han and I hit it off immediately and had a pleasant conversation. What do you mean by clearing?”

“Yes, yes, yes, Senior Brother, if you ever rise to prominence in the future, please don’t forget your Junior Brother.”

“Don’t worry, am I the kind of person who eats alone?”

At this moment, another Disciple beside him thought of something and spoke, “Have you forgotten a major event recently?”

At these words, the others immediately cast curious glances at him.

“Two months ago, someone from the Xingchen Divine Palace came to request the star god pearl, challenging all Martial Artists, including the Divine Son, from top to bottom.”

“Speaking of which, that person’s combat power was also extremely fierce; no one was able to stop him.”

“In the end, it forced the Divine Son to act, and only then was he defeated.”

“And that person also came from Heavenly Yang Que.”

Upon hearing this part of the story, Cheng Weidong was first stunned, then asked, “Are you sure?”

“Confirmed. This matter caused a sensation in the region. Senior Brother, you’ve been in seclusion during this time, so it’s normal that you wouldn’t know. Ah Ping should know.”

The Disciple called Ah Ping slapped his forehead and nodded repeatedly, “Yes, yes, I remember now, there was such a thing.”

“At that time, many people said that this guy was crazy, that a bumpkin from the countryside dared to challenge a seventh-grade force Martial Artist. Many people thought it was just grandstanding.”

“But I didn’t expect him to actually clear all obstacles, not only winning twenty consecutive matches but also beheading a True Disciple, completely shaming the Xingchen Divine Palace.”

“It was precisely because of this that the Divine Son was forced to appear.”

Cheng Weidong was secretly alarmed upon hearing this, thinking, who in Golden Scale Que stirred up the hornet’s nest in Heavenly Yang Que?

So many peerless Prodigies claiming to be from Heavenly Yang Que appeared.

“What happened next? How was that person dealt with?” Cheng Weidong asked curiously.

“He couldn’t be dealt with. Just as that person was about to be executed, he suddenly erupted with power comparable to a Human Emperor and escaped to another place,” Ah Ping shook his head and said.