Chapter 27: The Pain of Losing a Child

  Overnight, Qin Tian and Hei Yan became extremely familiar with each other, and the two also referred to each other as brothers.

  Hei Yan suddenly lost twelve brothers and was in low spirits. Now that Qin Tian had become his new brother, he felt a different kind of flavor in his heart, putting Qin Tian in a very important position.

  When he learned that Qin Tian wanted to get the first place in the Autumn Hunt Competition, Hei Yan Er agreed to help him without saying a word.

  The strong in the Refining Realm slaughtered these low-ranking demon beasts, basically one-shotting them all the way.

  "System voice in Qin Tian's mind refreshed continuously, 'Gained experience 50, Qi value 20, Survival value 1...'"

  When Hei Yan said he wanted to help, the system automatically popped up a team invitation. Having had the experience with Yun Wan before, Qin Tian accepted without hesitation.

  Kuroiwa is like a bulldozer, crushing everything in his path.

  The power bursting out of the Refining Boundary was astonishing to Yun Miao, and she couldn't help but feel a strong sense of longing in her heart.

  Qin Tian was not one of them, but the Refining Realm boundary was extremely difficult to cultivate. In Qinghe City, he was considered a super strong practitioner. Except for the four major families who had strong practitioners in the Refining Realm, there were very few strong practitioners in the Refining Realm within Qinghe City.

  Qin Tian's cultivation was just killing demonic beasts to level up, a demonic existence.

  He wants to break through the Refining Realm, but he doesn't know how many demon beasts he needs to kill to advance. Now it takes too long to upgrade one level, and after a day of killing hundreds of demon beasts, his martial artist's seventh stage has only advanced halfway. This speed is simply abnormal for others.

  Qin Tian was not satisfied, extremely dissatisfied.

  Every day, he looks at the treasure trove of precious items left in the spatial ring by Cang Tian Jie, and yet he can't even get his hands on one piece. He's so resentful that it's like having an itch in his teeth. It feels just like a seductive dancing girl, her eyes constantly beckoning him, her body constantly tempting him, but all he can do is sit there, unable to touch or make contact, leaving him with a burning desire that's extremely unbearable.

  Qin Tian's resentment is very deep.

  In the late afternoon, the sun sets in the west.

  "Big brother, you go to Qinghe City's Furong Wine House first and wait for me. I need to return to the Qin family once and hand over the task." said Qin Tian.

  "Go ahead, big brother is waiting for you." Hei Yan laughed heartily a few times, then walked towards another small path.

  "Let's go."

  Qin Tian glanced at Yun Mian Dao.

  Yunmeng nodded, following behind Qin Tian. From time to time, colorful insects would jump out from the grass by the roadside, and she would still be startled...

  Qin Tianhui smiled in his heart and gently pulled Yunmeng's hand.

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  Qinghe City, Qin Family's Martial Arts Arena.

  At this time, the martial arts arena was filled with people's voices and crowded heads. The Autumn Hunt Competition is the most important competition of the Qin family all year round, and the result will be known soon.

  Everyone who walked out of the Autumn Hunt arena had a proud smile on their face, no matter what, as long as they came out alive, they would get the recognition of the Qin family, which was the highest honor for them.

  The eight great elders of the Qin family and the current head of the family, Qin Zhan Tian, were seated on the platform in the martial arts arena.

  Nine people's eyes were like torches, unangrily majestic, watching one by one the Qin family disciples walking in from outside, their eyes without any change.

  Only Qin Xiangtian's eyes flickered with anxiety, his gaze uncertain.

  Qin Feng is back.

  Someone in the crowd suddenly shouted loudly, and instantly the crowd erupted.

  In the realm of spiritual movement, among those below the boundary, Qin Feng is undoubtedly envied and admired by many people.

  At this time, even Qin Zhan Tian slightly stood up, a rare smile appeared on his face, Qin Feng bowed respectfully and then stood aside.

  "Do you think Qin Feng can get first place?"

  "Wu Zhe Jiu Jie, this autumn hunting competition's strongest one, if he doesn't take first place, who will?"

  "That's hard to say, Qin Kun's strength isn't bad either, and he's also very popular among the younger generation."

  "Right, right, Qin Yang is also possible, the eldest son of the patriarch, I heard that he has cultivated the high-level technique of the Qin family 'Barbaric Eight Knives' and can easily kill demonic beasts with just a slight move?"

  "Didn't you guys think of Qin Tian who severely injured Qin Kun in the martial arts arena last time?"

  "Are you talking about Qin Tian, the trash who had his dantian broken five years ago? How could it be him?"

  "It can't be him."

  ……

  Among the crowd, there were all sorts of discussions and gossip, which was a kind of fun for them.

  The sky was getting darker, and the torches on the martial arts field were lit up, shining brightly. Qin Zhantian looked at the time and was about to stand up and speak when there was another commotion in the crowd.

  Qin Tian is back.

  A loud "whoosh".

  "Is he back alive?"

  "Probably hiding in some cave for three days, what great accomplishments can a useless person have?"

  The most surprised was the Great Elder Qin Xiangtian, who suddenly felt a 'thud' in his heart. Now that it's almost dark, Qin Tian has returned, but Qin Kun hasn't, which can only mean one thing: Qin Kun is dead.

  Is your son dead?

  Qin's hands began to tremble, his lips quivering, as he stared at Qin Tian, who was also staring back at him.

  "It's still shining brightly."

  Qin Tian looked at the golden glow on Qin Xiangtian's body and his heart was excited again, "BOSS, BOSS, I must explode you."

  It's too much to bear.

  Qin Tian stood beside the stage, Qin Feng glanced at him lightly and was slightly shocked in his heart. "It seems that Qin Yang is also dead."

  Qin Zhan was taken aback, cleared his throat and announced the start of the demon beast scoring when Qin Kuang stood up and said, "Master, can we wait a bit?"

  As he spoke, his voice was hoarse, and there seemed to be tears in his eyes. His body trembled. His son Qin Yang had not returned yet. He only had this one son, and he couldn't accept the news of his son's death.

  Qin Zhan Tian looked at Qin Kuang and gave him a comforting glance before sitting back down.

  After a long time, no more contestants came in through the entrance of the martial arts arena.

  Qin Kuang's heart ached intensely, his face turned pale, he glanced at Qin Zhan Tian and weakly said: "Count it."

  Qin Zhan let out a long sigh and walked to the front of the stage, saying: "Begin the count."

  Fifty-seven participants, only twenty-five returned, less than half. It has to be said that this competition is extremely cruel, but from the eyes of each returning person, it can be seen that they have changed, started to transform.

  Ten statisticians began to count the points of the monster.

  "Qin Feng, look at how many points he has."

  "I think there are at least two thousand points."

  "Are you crazy? Two thousand points? Even the clan leader back then only had eighteen hundred points."

  "Uh, I believe him."

  "Believe it when I see it."

  Qin Feng walked onto the martial arts training ground's plaza and approached the crowd, saying calmly: "Everyone please take a step back."

  "Unbelievable, isn't it? Such a large place is not enough for him to display the heads of his demonic beasts?"

  "Isn't this a bit too much?"

  ……

  Qin Feng ignored the idle chatter, walked to the center of the square and took out a spatial wooden board, immediately one after another, demon beast heads flew out, and the scorer quickly counted the points.

  "1089 points……"

  "1203 minutes..."

  "1/890..."

  ……

  Qin Feng stood in the center of the arena, a faint smile on his face. Suddenly, he took out a huge skull from the spatial wooden board - the Four-Stage Demon Beast Qingyao Wolf King.

  A loud bang.

  A pot exploded in the crowd, four-stage Yao beast?

  It's unbelievable that a fourth-stage demon beast would have infinite strength, and for a ninth-stage warrior to want to kill it would be as difficult as ascending to heaven. Qin Feng is also too overbearing, isn't he?

  Qin Zhan Tian was also secretly shocked, Qin Feng's performance indeed made him feel shocked, and he quietly made up his mind to focus on cultivating Qin Feng in the future.

  The next four major family invitationals will also have to let him participate, and I believe that except for Xiao Rufeng, no one can be his opponent.

  The statistician finally counted out Qin Feng's points for hunting and killing the demon beast.

  "2,879 minutes"

  Breaking records, transcending history, the martial arts arena is boiling over...