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

139: Have you ever eaten the ancient beast? Here, fists speak, right?Qin Han had seen many people who took an inch and wanted a mile, and he had seen many arrogant individuals.

These few lackeys in front of him were not even one-tenth of Situ Wuming.

Seeing his appearance as if he wouldn’t give up until he saw the Yellow River, Qin Han originally didn’t want to be too ostentatious.

It was just that he really didn’t want to see anyone more arrogant than him.

”The Primordial Great Fiend, Bi Fang,” Qin Han uttered.

”What?” Xu Qing and the other man raised their eyebrows, slightly stunned.

Immediately, the two exchanged glances and burst into thunderous laughter.

”You’re killing me with laughter. Please draft your lies next time before spouting them. The Bi Fang Clan was born in the Heavenly Abyss. What qualifications do you have to see it?” Xu Qing laughed so hard that tears almost came out of his eyes.

”What kind of strength does a Primordial Great Fiend possess? Is it something an ant like you can even claim to have touched?” The fellow disciple beside him had disbelief written all over his Face.

Cheng Weidong frowned, thinking that Qin Han’s joke had gone too far.

Even a powerful Prodigy from the Purple Sun Divine Palace wouldn’t dare to claim he could fight such a creature to a draw, let alone suppress and kill it.

Although he knew Qin Han was an Extreme Boundary expert with an impressive Physical Body, he couldn’t possibly contend with a descendant of a Primordial Great Fiend.

With this thought, he felt that Qin Han was someone who cared about his Face.

”Heavenly Abyss?” Qin Han caught the key phrase. He remembered that Bi Fang indeed emerged from the abyss.

If the depths of Ancient Green City were connected to the Heavenly Abyss, then the destruction of the Secret Realm would definitely have a huge impact on this Clan.

”You said you ate it, where’s the proof?” Xu Qing was relentless. He wanted to expose Qin Han’s lie in public.

Not only did he want to embarrass him, but he also wanted Cheng Weidong to lose all Face!

”The evidence is all in my stomach,” Qin Han said with a normal expression.

”Then there isn’t any,” Xu Qing had long expected this, and a mocking arc appeared at the corner of his mouth.

”Such a great achievement as slaying a Bi Fang, Your Excellency didn’t even collect a single feather. Could it be that you ate the feathers too?” Xu Qing asked again.

Cheng Weidong felt a burning sensation on his Face as he listened to this series of rapid-fire questions.

He felt that if he stayed any longer, he would have to find a hole to crawl into.

He then pulled Qin Han’s hand, urging, ”Don’t talk to him anymore, let’s go.”

Qin Han remained still, calmly saying, ”You’re right, I did eat it along with the feathers.”

The moment Bi Fang died, he threw it into the furnace for refining. Wasting even a second of such Bloodline essence outside would be a shame.

”I give you an out, and you actually take it?” Xu Qing seemed to have discovered a new continent. He had never seen such a shameless person.

”Brother Qin!” Cheng Weidong’s brows were tightly furrowed. He never expected the other party to fall right into the trap.

”Since you’re so amazing, then please, go ahead.” Xu Qing made way, gesturing with his hand.

Upon seeing this, Cheng Weidong immediately led Qin Han into Listening Rain Pavilion, not wanting to stay there for even a moment.

After the group entered, Xu Qing followed leisurely behind them.

As he walked, he didn’t forget to remind, ”Brother Cheng, if the guest you brought cannot meet the standards for staying at Listening Rain Pavilion, don’t blame the steward for punishing you.”

Cheng Weidong’s Face was as black as coal, and he walked ahead without saying a word.

Xu Qing’s fellow disciple beside him asked, ”Should we go and see?”

”Of course we should. I want to see what kind of ability this young Prodigy who has eaten the flesh of a Primordial Great Fiend possesses.” Xu Qing heavily emphasized the words ’Prodigy.’

After entering the courtyard, Qin Han found that many Martial Artists were gathered there.

Some were lifting a myriad of heavy divine mountains to train their Physical Body, exhaling like Dragons as they squatted and stood, their Bloodline surging like smoke signals.

Some were drawing array diagrams in the Void Realm, with ripples spreading out as their fingertips lightly touched, causing the Heavenly and Earthly Qi to change in an instant.

There were also some who directly rushed into the sky, drawing upon the power of lightning to Cultivate, with countless electric arcs flowing around them, yet they remained like an unmoving King, absorbing the lightning to train their Physical Body.

Without exception, these people were all powerful Prodigies from the outer Que.

They had all passed the assessment of Listening Rain Pavilion and remained, participating in the Golden Scale Celebration three days later as guests of the Purple Sun Divine Palace.

Among these people, there was not a single Divine Power Realm Martial Artist, and only a handful were at the Half-step Divine Palace Realm.

The rest were all at the Divine Palace Realm, and judging by their Aura, they were by no means ordinary.

”See? This is the gap between you and them. Golden Scale Que is not like other places; here, fists do the talking, not mouths,” Xu Qing slowly said.

Qin Han ignored him. He was currently focused on whether there was a Child of Luck present here.

But after walking an entire circle, there was no System prompt, which meant there was no protagonist here.

”Since there isn’t any, it means I can kill them without worry,” Qin Han breathed a sigh of relief.

He was really worried about accidentally killing a treasure with his heavy hand.

After all, as Xu Qing said, this was a place where ’fists’ did the talking.

”I forgot to ask, may I know which Spirit Que Your Excellency is from?” Xu Qing suddenly asked.

Before Qin Han could speak, Ah Ping quickly answered, ”This one is from Lingxiao Holy Land of Heavenly Yang Que!”

”Oh?” Xu Qing’s pupils slightly contracted, ”Is that the place where the Martial Artist who fought to a draw with the Xingchen Divine Palace Prodigy a month ago is from?”

”Precisely!” Ah Ping had a belly full of anger with nowhere to vent, so finding an opportunity now, he naturally wanted to deflate his arrogance.

”So it’s from that fifth-grade force, my apologies, my apologies.” Xu Qing feigned a look of panic.

”Fifth-grade? What nonsense are you talking about?” Ah Ping was stunned for a moment.

”The highest in a small place like Heavenly Yang Que is a sixth-grade force. I’ve heard of Lingxiao Holy Land before, and it is indeed fifth-grade,” Xu Qing said.

”Impossible, Brother Qin is definitely from a hidden ancient force!” Ah Ping argued vehemently.

”You wouldn’t be so naive as to think that people from hidden ancient forces would come to the Purple Sun Divine Palace, would you? They’ve already made arrangements with Zhe Tian Divine Dynasty in advance, you idiot.” Xu Qing sneered.

”This...” Ah Ping immediately looked at Qin Han.

”That’s right, it’s a fifth-grade force.” Qin Han nodded calmly.

”Why didn’t you say so before?” Ah Ping felt deceived.

”Hahaha, if I had told you in advance, would I have been able to sneak in?” Xu Qing laughed incessantly.

Their conversation attracted the attention of those around them, who all curiously looked towards the commotion.

A man whose entire body was inscribed with runes spoke, ”What is Lingxiao Holy Land? Has anyone heard of it?”

”I seem to have some impression, it seems to be related to that one who challenged the Xingchen Divine Palace Prodigy.”

”It’s already remarkable for a small force to produce one Prodigy, could it be a double star within one sect?”

”Looks like another good-for-nothing trying to sneak into the Golden Scale Celebration.”

The others did not deliberately lower their voices, and these words clearly entered Qin Han’s ears, as if intentionally done.

Qin Han turned his head and stared at the Martial Artist who had cursed, ”Who are you calling a good-for-nothing?”

This person was tall and burly, with a thick beard like a curtain. He said gruffly, ”I’m talking about you, what? Want to fight me?”

Seeing this, Xu Qing quickly said, ”Brother Fengyi, calm down, don’t bother with this kind of person. He’ll reveal his true colors when he Faces the test later.”

Xu Fengyi was the guest he had brought. Both shared the surname Xu and were related by Bloodline, considered distant relatives.

”Hmph, what’s the use of being good-looking? Just a pretty Face with no substance. I can slap a hundred of them to death with one hand.” Xu Fengyi scoffed.

Qin Han’s steps paused, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes!

”Here, it’s about fists, isn’t it?”