Not far from the city gate, there were many horse-drawn carriages parked. The short man took a silver ingot from Qin Lingyun and hired a small carriage. Qin Lingyun naturally sat inside the carriage, while the short man sat with the coachman in front.

  Qin Lingyun put down the curtain, and casually placed the bundle on her back to one side. In order to conceal her identity as much as possible, Qin Lingyun had put the gold and silver treasures in the bundle instead of in a storage bag.

  All the way, the horse cart kept moving on the street, turning occasionally, and Qin Lingyun looked at the scenery around her from the side. She found that the horse cart was slowly heading towards a remote place, and Qin Lingyun didnt say much.

  Instead, he lowered the curtains, closed his eyes to rest, but his mind had already been mobilized, coordinating with his keen sense of hearing and sensitivity, monitoring the changes around him.

  The carriage began to jolt, apparently the road was bumpy and uneven. Just then, a short man sitting in front said: "Young master, the tomb of King Xīn is just ahead."

  Qin Lingyun lifted the curtain, but saw that the short man was staring at her with an unbridled and unscrupulous gaze, without any sign of respect.

  Qin Lingyun stood up and was about to get off the bus when the short man took a step forward, blocking her way.

  "What do you mean?" Qin Lingyun said coldly.

  The short man brazenly looked Qin Lingyun up and down, his eyes full of arrogance, with a hint of strangeness: "Young master, I should call you young lady, right? Tsk tsk, youre really quite delicate, your small face is so tender its like you could squeeze water out of it."

  A short man had seen countless women, but the first time he saw Qin Lingyun at the dock, he caught a whiff of a unique fragrance. After a closer look, it was clear that Qin Lingyun was a woman, despite her attempts to hide it. In fact, Qin Lingyun was still young and hadnt fully developed physically, wearing loose sleeves made it difficult to determine she was a woman, but all this couldnt escape the short mans eyes.

  Qin Lingyun had long guessed that the short man had ulterior motives, but she hadnt expected him to be so arrogant and unscrupulous here.

  Looking around, Qin Lingyun found that this was a desolate small road, with no pedestrians in sight nearby. The dense forest on both sides was indeed a good place for murder and arson.

  A short man whistled casually, and three black shadows darted out of the woods. The three young men wearing shorts were extremely agile, with shiny curved knives in their hands and ferocious expressions on their faces. The leader had a long scar on his face, adding to his brutality.

  "Brothers, this time Ive caught a big fish." The short man said, he judged from the size and shape of Qin Lingyuns package that there was no lack of gold and silver treasures inside.

  Qin Lingyun sensed her surroundings and confirmed that there was no one else lurking nearby, a hint of cold smile spreading from the corner of her mouth.

  The short man and the three men who came out of the woods talked for a few words, completely ignoring Qin Lingyun who was still on the carriage. They already regarded Qin Lingyun as their captive, and as for the coachman, he seemed to be in cahoots with them too.

  The leader of the three men, a scar-faced man with a curved knife, jumped onto the carriage and reached out to grab Qin Lingyun, while the others stood by, chatting leisurely.

  Qin Lingyun hadnt practiced martial arts, but as a cultivator, her reactions were already beyond those of ordinary people. Moreover, the scar-faced man hadnt used his true strength, merely carelessly reaching out with one hand. As a result, she lightly moved her feet and shifted her body, avoiding the scar-faced mans grab.

  The scar-faced man was caught off guard and let out a cry of surprise, feeling slightly astonished, but still not alert. He stretched out his hand again, this time with increased speed, truly showcasing some of his skills.

  Qin Lingyun narrowly escaped the scar-faced mans grasp, but was startled into a cold sweat. At this moment, she felt that although she was a cultivator, after all, she was only a low-ranking cultivator who had not yet reached the third layer of Qi Refining and could not use magical artifacts. When encountering such a powerful martial artist, if she wasnt careful, there was a good chance she would be captured, because using magic spells still required a slight time difference.

  Qin Lingyun hastily muttered incantations, her fingers weaving a spell, and in that instant, the scar-faced man saw Qin Lingyuns movements and her unusually calm demeanor, suddenly recalling the legend of cultivators. Although he couldnt sense any fluctuations in spiritual energy from Qin Lingyun, he had an epiphany and swiftly took action.

  At this moment, he had only one thought in his mind, and that was not to let the woman in front of him complete that strange gesture. In an instant, he drew out his curved knife, making a "ting" sound, and used his most skilled knife technique - Blood Frenzy Slaughter.

  This move was something he had come to realize when he used to be a bandit, in the midst of constant killing. The knifes momentum was like a whirlwind, deeply fast, ruthless and accurate, grasping the three key words. At the same time, when the curved knife was chopped out, there would be a strong killing intent that would rush forward, making the opponents courage cold, thus unknowingly weakening their strength.

  Such a ruthless knife was directed straight at Qin Lingyuns wrist, if he let it hit him, even with the spiritual power protecting his body, Qin Lingyuns wrist would inevitably be cut off by the knife, and the consequences were unbearable to think about.

  At this moment, Qin Lingyuns mind moved, a light red square handkerchief appeared in front of her, just blocking that one knife.

  A square cloth suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, and after a moment of shock, the scar-faced mans knife moved closer, with a fierce glint in his eye.

  But what the scar-faced man did not expect was that the curved knife chopped on the square cloth, a strong backlash force made the curved knife bounce back, and his palm tiger mouth was numb, almost unable to hold the curved knife tightly.

  It was just a delay, Qin Lingyuns incantation was already completed, and a three-foot-long ice cone exuding a chilling aura quietly descended from the sky. Qin Lingyun didnt hold back at all, using her maximum spiritual power to propel this ice cone into sharp arrows that shot towards the scar-faced man.

  The scar-faced mans tiger mouth was numb, and the ice cone hit his head just right, causing fresh blood to spurt out. He fell down like a withered wood. All of this happened as quickly as lightning, and although Qin Lingyun had been prepared, when the scar-faced man suddenly made his move, she also subconsciously performed a series of actions.

  "Big brother!" The men standing nearby stared in shock as the scar-faced man fell to the ground. One of them let out a mournful cry, stamped his foot on the ground, creating a small pit in the earth, and then his body soared into the air, feet crossed, like a shooting star chasing after the moon, kicking towards Qin Lingyun.

  Another man and the short man who brought Qin Lingyun to this place, as well as the coachman, all drew their weapons and rushed towards Qin Lingyun with malice.

  Qin Lingyun saw that the ice arrow technique she had released easily took the life of the scar-faced man, and at the same time, she was shocked to see these people rushing towards her. Subconsciously, she once again condensed her spiritual energy, and four sharp ice cones fell from the sky. The crystal-clear ice cones truly became a deadly killer, and the spells released by the cultivators were so effective that as soon as they finished their incantations, the ice cones would fall out of thin air in an instant.

  Those few people didnt have time to dodge, were hit right on the top of their heads by the ice pick, blood and brain matter splattered everywhere, and they died instantly.

  Looking at the five corpses scattered all over, Qin Lingyun didnt feel a hint of joy, instead her heart was shrouded in a layer of dark clouds, as if there was a voice screaming in her heart: Murder!

  Humans are different from ordinary animals, and killing is not as simple as imagined. The shadow brought by the first kill has shrouded Qin Lingyuns heart with a layer of mist, which will leave a crack in her Taoist heart if not dispelled, making it difficult for her to make progress in her cultivation later on, this is what cultivators call the Heart Demon Tribulation.

  It is said that as ones cultivation deepens, the heart demons produced become increasingly fierce, and may even transform from formless to tangible, devouring the cultivators primordial spirit.

  Qin Lingyuns face turned pale, and she couldnt help but smell the strong bloody odor. She persisted for a short while before suddenly letting out a "wa" sound and lowering her head to vomit nonstop.

  The cultivators body was free of impurities and would not vomit out filthy substances, but Qin Lingyuns body felt rather uncomfortable.

  "Why must I be so, they want to plot against me and harm me, its not good for me. Now that theyre dead, its their own fault. I was just defending myself, so its not my fault at all."

  Qin Lingyun thought to herself, "I wont harm anyone who doesnt harm me, but if they want to deal with me, theyll have to pay the price. These people are so ruthless, not even sparing a young girl, every move is fatal. Im afraid their hands are stained with quite a bit of blood, and killing them would be no mistake."

  Thinking so, the dark clouds in Qin Lingyuns heart gradually dispersed, and her mind finally regained its calmness.

  She opened her eyes again to see the corpses on the ground, but she no longer felt that nauseous feeling. Qin Lingyun walked into the woods and used Qingling Sword to dig a large pit in the ground as if cutting tofu, throwing all the corpses and their belongings into it to bury them. She didnt care about the horse carriage here, shouldered her package, and headed back on her own.

  Qin Lingyuns footsteps were light and quick, each step equivalent to three ordinary steps, so she walked very fast. She returned from the small path to a big road, where she began to encounter many pedestrians.

  Qin Lingyun stopped a passerby and inquired, only to find out that they were not far from the tomb of King Xīn. The short man who wanted to harm him for his wealth had taken a route that was mostly correct.

  The big road goes straight forward and there is a small hill about 200 meters high, and the tomb of King Xinfeng is built on the top of the small hill.

  Knowing the approximate location, Qin Lingyun did not stay but went straight along the main road towards the direction of the small mountain. About half an hour later, Qin Lingyun saw a small mountain in front of her. This small mountain looked a bit strange, with three sides being very steep and only one side having a path leading up the mountain. Most travelers basically bypassed the small mountain and continued along the main road, without anyone stopping to stay.

  Because this is a desolate little mountain, the tomb of King Xīn has long been deserted. After Qín Língyún arrived at the foot of the mountain, she walked along the mountain path without hesitation, her footsteps light and effortless as she climbed the mountain.

  "Li Haoze was the one who obtained the treasure from the tomb of King Xīn, hopefully no one else will get there first."