Chapter 71: The Qin Family's Earth-Shattering Change!

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  In the depths of winter, on a clear morning, the cold wind cuts to the bone, the white snow is pristine, and the frozen earth occasionally emits a crunching sound.

  The Kunlun Mountains' Dali Wang Dynasty had only one exit, where a long queue of people waited to leave the mountain, each with a happy and contented expression on their faces. This was probably their last chance to leave the mountain this year, as in a few days the heavy snow would block the mountain paths, making it extremely difficult to enter the mountain again, let alone hunt for demonic beasts or gather spiritual herbs.

  It's just a few days before the New Year, and this trip out of the mountain coincides with it. The heart that longs to reunite with family members is subtly urgent, and from time to time, someone in the team utters complaints.

  In the long queue, a slender and handsome young man with clear eyebrows and eyes walked slowly with the crowd.

  On his shoulder, a miniature version of the Blood-eyed Lion's mane was chattering non-stop, causing many people around him to whisper to each other.

  "Is that a young Bloodshot Bristleback Lion?"

  "Could he be a beast tamer? The Blood-eyed Lion is a rare demon beast, hard to come by, let alone its cub."

  "Look at him wearing so little, his aura is quite sharp, I think his cultivation is at least at the 8th level of Spiritual Movement..."

  "I feel like I've seen him somewhere before, but can't quite put my finger on where..."

  ……

  The crowd began to whisper among themselves, Qin Tian's face wore a hint of a smile that was both annoying and intriguing, but he didn't say a word.

  A gust of cold wind blew by with snowflakes, and many sturdy men in the team wearing animal hide coats shivered with cold, but Qin Tian seemed completely unaware of the cold wind, and not a single snowflake had landed on his body, causing many people around him to secretly guess how high and profound his cultivation was.

  "What? You want me to hand over two stalks of Second-Rate Spirit Grass?"

  "Last month it was just one tree, why didn't you go grab it?"

  "Old man, are you going to hand it over or not? Not handing it over... The person speaking coldly laughed a few times and said: "If you don't hand it over, don't think about leaving."

  "You, you, you, this is robbery! I'll definitely find your clan leader to reason with!" The old man furiously pulled out two stalks of second-grade spiritual grass and pointed at a person dressed like a soldier.

  That man sneered, waiting for the old man to walk by, and suddenly slapped his palm up. The old man made a living by picking herbs, with very low cultivation, and had no reaction at all, only feeling a chill wind blowing from behind his head. When he turned his head, he saw a palm print on his face, and fell down with a thud.

  That man was furious, and he kicked the old man's abdomen several times with a loud curse, "Tell your clan leader that you're crazy? Now the entrance of Kunlun Mountains is taken over by our Northwest King Yang Hong, from now on this place belongs to Yang, not Qin, damn..."

  "Haha..."

  Several soldiers guarding the mountain burst out laughing loudly.

  The old man was originally thin and frail, and with his advanced age, he fell to the ground motionless after just a few blows. The soldier lightly grabbed the old man's clothes and threw him out violently, then spat on the ground, "Ptooey".

  He turned and walked to the front of the team, shouting angrily: "Today I'm not in a good mood, everyone who comes out of the mountain must hand over three stalks of second-grade spiritual grass, otherwise get out!"

  "What?"

  "Are you kidding me? Three stalks of Second-Rank Spirit Grass cost several hundred taels of silver! What are we supposed to eat now?"

  "It's not Qin family collecting mountain fees now, it's Yang family, the northwest king of Tianya City, Yang family."

  "I heard that all the families in Qinghe City have been taken over by the Yang family, and the Qin family initially resisted stubbornly, but unexpectedly compromised as well. From now on, it's likely to be difficult to enter the mountain to collect medicine."

  A commotion broke out in the team, and everyone whispered to each other, not daring to speak too loudly.

  Most of the people in the team are going into the mountains to pick some spiritual herbs, returning to Qinghe City to sell them and exchange for some silver coins to make a living. Their cultivation is very lowly, and many people are even at the Martial Artist boundary. Facing soldiers who are all at the Spiritual Movement boundary, they dare not speak out in anger.

  Behind the team, Qin Tian didn't pay much attention to what was happening in front of him and continued to follow the team at a slow pace.

  Half a beat later, Qin Tian finally walked to the exit toll booth, took a look at the toll collector, and asked with a start: "Aren't you people from the Qin family?"

  The soldier who had just kicked an old man to death was very unhappy, his anger suddenly rising, pointing at Qin Tian's nose and saying: "Listen well, I am a person of the Northwest King Yang family, don't mention that damn Qin family in front of me, I'll let you know..."

  "Boom!"

  Qin Tian slightly raised his hand, and the soldier disappeared on the spot. Then, a loud "boom" was heard, and more than ten meters away, on the rock face, the soldier's body was covered in blood, his chest cracked open, his body twitched lightly, his eyes rolled back, and he died.

  "Who is this? How dare you attack our Yang family army?"

  Around ten or so warriors in the Lingdong realm suddenly rushed over, holding long spears and instantly surrounding Qin Tian.

  "Little kid, I think you're tired of living, messing with the Yang family..."

  "Ah..."

  The words had not been spoken yet, another miserable cry, the body suddenly flew out and heavily hit another rock, chest cracked open, died.

  "Kill him!"

  The crowd couldn't see how Qin Tian made his move, and the Qin Tian in their eyes didn't even move his body. The action was so fast that it exceeded their line of sight. At this moment, all the soldiers charged forward together, rushing up to attack.

  "Bang, bang, bang......"

  A series of dull sounds rang out, and each time the sound rang out, one person flew out, fell to the ground and died. All of them had their chests cracked open, with all five internal organs completely ruptured, having been shaken to pieces by the qigong.

  "Who exactly is this person, does he know that we are the Northwestern King's army, and yet dares to oppose the Northwestern King..."

  "Hmm..."

  Another sound, Qin Tian struck out with one hand, his body flashing back to its original position, a faint cold smile hanging on his face as he looked at the last soldier and said, "I'll ask just once."

  The soldier trembled with fear, his whole body shaking, his eyes fixed stupidly on Qin Tian, his legs weakening, taking small steps back, his mouth stuttering: "Y-you, y-you, d-do you have anything to ask?"

  "Who is in charge of the entrance and exit of the Kunlun Mountains now?" Qin Tian asked lightly.

  "Tianya City, Northwest King, Yang Family." The soldiers were trembling with fear, not daring to look directly into Qin Tian's eyes, and continued to retreat.

  "Northwest King Yang family?" Qin Tian's eyebrows furrowed, and he muttered to himself in a low voice, his heart greatly shocked. In order to open up this entrance into the Kunlun Mountains, the ancestors of the Qin family had spent several generations' efforts, but unexpectedly, Qin Zhan Tian actually gave it to the Yang family - was his brain filled with crap?

  Without control over this pass into the Kunlun Mountains, the Qin family will decline within ten years and become a second-rate family.

  "Qin Zhantian, you really aren't cut out for being a clan leader..."

  It was unexpected that in just three years, the Qin family would even give away things left behind by their ancestors. Qin Tian felt a chill in his heart for the Qin family and thought of the drastic changes they had undergone, his expression slightly anxious.

  "I wonder how Meng Lei and Yun Man are doing..."

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