"Beauty!"

The two men who escaped the house with Lu the Beauty hurried over to help when they saw the scene. These two were also martial artists with Inner Strength. They pressed against Lu the Beauty’s back to transmit Inner Strength to aid her in confronting Qin Yuesheng together.

With the Inner Strength of three martial artists combined, the effects were indeed significant, managing to barely fend off Qin Yuesheng’s attacks for a moment.

"Puff!"

Beyond the mountain was Qin Yuesheng’s strike.

The blood-red shadow of his blade descended from the sky, slicing the two Inner Strength experts in half.

Looking at the astonished Lu the Beauty, Qin Yuesheng leaned his head close to her face and smiled, "You have no chance left."

Bang!

The Soul-Catching Demon, having somehow clung to Qin Yuesheng’s arm, transformed into the Soul-Catching Arm.

Qin Yuesheng’s punch hit Lu the Beauty’s abdomen with a force surpassing ten horses. The violent power poured into her, instantly turning her into a spray of blood, scattering like rain.

Drip!

Feeling a cold sensation on his nose, Du Xiaoqing quickly wiped with his hand, seeing his palm stained crimson.

People often say that behind a beautiful face lies a skeleton. Even in death, a beauty might leave bones, but Lu the Beauty left nothing behind at this moment.

The force of Qin Yuesheng’s punch was immeasurable.

Immediately, Du Xiaoqing felt grateful for his choice and committed even more to the decision to follow Qin Yuesheng.

This person is not to be provoked.

As they landed, Qin Yuesheng flung his arm, scattering the blood rain to either side with a blast of inner wind, leaving the area where he stood untouched by rain.

Du Xiaoqing hurried forward and said, "Young Master’s power truly astonishes me. If you lead the Twelve Linked Rings, it will surely reach new heights. Someone like Lu the Beauty, who doesn’t know her place, deserves to die."

"Can you take over this person’s territory?" Qin Yuesheng asked.

"There’s no problem with that," Du Xiaoqing immediately agreed.

"Alright, let’s move on to the next one then."

"Sure thing."

Under Du Xiaoqing’s guidance, Qin Yuesheng made his way through each stronghold, accepting those willing to submit, and decisively slaughtering those who resisted.

In one-on-one combat, no one could match Qin Yuesheng, so he met no obstacles and dealt with eleven strongholds. Seven refused to submit and were killed, leaving four stronghold leaders alive, including Du Xiaoqing.

The numbers might be small, but with the influence and presence of these four stronghold leaders, Qin Yuesheng’s takeover of the Twelve Linked Rings was nearly complete.

"Young Master Qin, the Poisonous Old Monster is the strongest among us in the Twelve Linked Rings, yet he’s the most low-profile. Even in his own territory, his subordinates rarely see him. No one knows what he’s practicing in seclusion, but he’s quite mad," Du Xiaoqing said.

The others nodded in agreement with Du Xiaoqing’s words.

"How strong is this person?" Qin Yuesheng inquired.

"Young Master, it’s strange. I only know the Poisonous Old Monster is very powerful, but I don’t seem to recall ever seeing him actually make a move," Du Xiaoqing said, scratching his head in confusion.

"Young Master, I saw once. The Poisonous Old Monster’s poison skill is formidable. His Inner Strength alone can poison people. He’s really troublesome to deal with. I witnessed him wipe out an entire village with a single breath of poisonous gas. It was extremely terrifying," said a stronghold leader accompanying them.

As the group conversed, they quickly reached the Poisonous Old Monster’s territory.

As soon as they approached, they saw purple clouds looming, and pale green mist everywhere. Qin Yuesheng immediately furrowed his brow. Even though he was already holding his breath, he couldn’t help but feel a slight burning sensation in his nasal passages.

The toxicity of the mist far exceeds everyone’s imagination.