Chapter Twenty-Five: Confrontation

  Qin Yong looked at Qin Hong with some amusement. This guy was putting on airs, really thinking he was a servant who had to obey orders.

  "Huh?" Qin Hong let out a light hum, his eyebrows slightly furrowed, and a look of discontent clearly appeared on his face. "Didn't you hear what I just said?!"

  At this moment, Qin Yong felt his body heavy, and the flow of air seemed to slow down as well. A cold glint flashed in Qin Yong's eyes, and he realized that Qin Hong was using his aura to suppress him, trying to force him to lower his head.

  If Qin Yong lowered his head, then Qin Hong not only saved face but also planted a demon seed in Qin Yong's heart. Even if Qin Yong's strength surpassed Qin Hong's in the future, he would still have to obey Qin Hong's orders; otherwise, this seed would turn into a demon that would hinder Qin Hong's cultivation and make it difficult for him to advance even an inch. In severe cases, it could even cause his cultivation to regress and lead to madness. Moreover, this demon seed would also affect Qin Yong, making it difficult for him to surpass Qin Hong in terms of cultivation.

  If the strength difference is too great, it will have less of an impact after all. In the world of martial arts, the strong are revered, and a temporary bowing of the head doesn't count for much. However, Qin Hong was only at the 9th level of Qi Refining Realm, and although Qin Yong wasn't clear about his own strength, he had already reached the 6th level of Qi Refining Realm. At most, there was only a difference of three minor realms between them. In this situation, Qin Yong naturally felt that he couldn't compromise, no matter from which aspect.

  "I heard what you said, but why must I listen to you?" Qin Yong said bluntly.

  This Qin Hong put on airs from the very beginning, and now he's even more arrogant, making Qin Yong's impression of him plummet, not giving him any face at all. He actually dared to question him out loud after seeing that he didn't compromise, using an aura close to that of a Xuanwu realm cultivator to pressure him. It's already considered good temper for Qin Yong not to have scolded him back a few times.

  "You dare to speak to me like that!" Qin Hong's face suddenly turned gloomy and he rebuked.

  "Hmph, why wouldn't I dare?" Qin Yong also got angry at this time, coldly snorted in response, raised his hand and flung it out, dispersing that invisible wave of air.

  When Qin Hong scolded, he took the opportunity to speak and blew out a wave of air. Although it wasn't an attack, if no one noticed and bumped into it, they would definitely be embarrassed. In this situation, being slightly at a disadvantage means you've already lost, and the other side will become even more arrogant. It was precisely because Qin Yong discovered this that he didn't show any courtesy, directly coldly snorting to express his dissatisfaction.

  Qin Tianhu was unclear, thinking that Qin Yong was arrogant and dared to defy Qin Hong, with a face full of anger and schadenfreude looking at Qin Yong. While Qin Hong and Zhou Bo, one being the person involved and the other having sharp eyesight, saw that Qin Yong had discovered the situation and reacted so quickly, suddenly looked up to Qin Yong.

  Yun Hai Zong's miscellaneous disciple, similar to Wen Jian Zong, was not taken seriously by Qin Hong and Zhou Bo. If it weren't for the difference in their sects, they wouldn't have wasted their breath and would have taught him a lesson directly. Now, Qin Hong and Zhou Bo looked at Qin Yong with a bit more respect, but that's all, without truly valuing him.

  "Qin Yong, it seems that you've joined the Yunhai Sect and become a miscellaneous disciple. You're so arrogant to this extent, completely forgetting your own identity." Qin Hong shook his head, this was not just sarcasm, but also Qin Hong's true thoughts. Looking at Qin Yong with a gaze filled with disdain, such a person would never amount to anything.

  "I'm very clear about my own identity." Qin Yong's tone paused, his eyes swept across Qin Hong's face, "Now it seems like you're the one who hasn't figured out your own identity."

  "My identity? Haha." Qin Hong seemed to have heard a huge joke, bursting into loud laughter, but there were no wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, it was just a fake smile, and his eyes revealed an icy chill. "I'm Qin Hong, a genius who will definitely be promoted to the inner sect from being an outer sect disciple of the Sword Sect, and also the direct heir of the Qin family, the future master of the Qin family. You actually say I don't understand my identity!"

  Qin Tianhu listened on the side, nodding in agreement.

  Although Zhou Bo didn't say anything, from his expression, it was clear that he agreed with what Qin Hong said.

  In fact, if Qin Yong wasn't a member of the Qin family, then the matters related to the Qin family wouldn't be important, and Zhou Bo wouldn't care. However, as Qin Hong said, he was someone who could advance to become an inner disciple, barely considered a genius, so Zhou Bo was willing to associate with him. Otherwise, relying on Zhou Bo's status, it wasn't necessary for him to get along with Qin Hong, let alone follow him to the Qin family.

  "You're right, you're asking a Sword Sect outer disciple who may become an inner disciple in the future. You're also a direct descendant of the Qin family and will be the future head of the household. But what does this have to do with me?" Qin Yong first nodded and said, but Qin Hong, Zhou Bo, and Qin Tianhu thought Qin Yong was going to apologize and sneered, waiting for him to make amends. However, Qin Yong's tone suddenly changed, becoming impolite, "The Sword Sect is not inferior to the Cloud Sea Sect, one of the five major sects in the Tianhong Kingdom. But after all, you're not a disciple of the Cloud Sea Sect, why should I listen to your words?"

  "As for the direct descendant of the Qin family, the future head of the household," Qin Yong said with a smile, but suddenly his face turned cold and he sneered: "Don't even mention that you're just the future head of the household now, even if you've already become the head of the household, do you have the qualifications to order around the disciples of the Yunhai Sect?"

  Qin Hong's face turned white and red in an instant, and he was so angry that he couldn't help but be shocked. He didn't expect Qin Yong to dare use such a straightforward tone to provoke him, and the last glance was full of ridicule, as if looking at a self-righteous clown.

  However, the fact is just as Qin Yong said. Even if he looks down on miscellaneous disciples, different sects are fundamentally not something that Qin Yong can handle. As for the Qin family, they are just a second-rate family in Yangmush City, and even among the top four families in Yangmush City, none of them have the guts to command the disciples of Yunhai Sect.

  I thought Qin Yong's two soft laughs meant he was willing to compromise, but even if not, the words that followed would definitely be about Qin Yong being a direct descendant of the Qin family. If so, Qin Hong would have had a way to deal with it. But now, Qin Yong didn't mention his identity as a member of the Qin family at all, and instead spoke only as a disciple of the Dà Mén Pài sect, yet it was perfectly seamless.

  "Hmph, Qin Yong, you're still a member of the Qin family, yet you dare to say such treasonous words. Even if you have a silver tongue, in the world of martial arts, the strong are respected and the weak are inferior. Xiao Hong and the others are stronger than you and have better talent, so they have the qualifications to do this." Qin Tianhu was unwilling to let Qin Hong be humiliated, seeing that Qin Hong was speechless and Zhou Bo didn't seem to want to help him speak up, he hastily shouted out.

  Qin Hong heard this and immediately looked at Qin Tianhu with satisfaction, this remark hit the nail on his heart. Even if he bullied others, what's wrong with that? His strength was stronger than Qin Yong's, his talent was higher than Qin Yong's, and his future achievements were not something Qin Yong could compare to, this was qualification.

  "Is that so? I was born into a poor family, started practicing later than you guys, and didn't have any resources to help me. I relied solely on my own efforts to enter the Yunhai Sect and reach my current level of cultivation." Qin Yong sneered, his eyes fixed straight ahead, his tone revealing determination and confidence. "Now I'm only slightly inferior to you guys, but soon I'll become an outer sect disciple of the Yunhai Sect and truly obtain cultivation resources. At that time, will you still be able to surpass me? Do you still have the confidence that your natural talent is higher than mine? Dare to say that your future achievements will be better than mine?"