In thirty seconds, the people of the Sword Sect branch fled completely.

Qin Yi sneered disdainfully, this was the so-called leader of the righteous path, the Sword Sect, fleeing faster than anyone else when faced with danger.

On the contrary, it was Youming Hall, regarded as heretical, that allowed Seventh Elder Le Heng to leave when Jing Wangyou was betrayed.

Righteousness and heresy, justice lies in people’s hearts.

"Since you’ve decided to let them go, you should have given them more time, then there wouldn’t have been so many casualties."

Lang Ya slowly spoke.

Qin Yi looked at him, his sword-like eyebrows slightly furrowed, and said:

"Little wolf, let me advise you, don’t pretend to be benevolent here. I’ll tell you, I’ve already shown mercy by not killing them all."

"I suddenly realize, you have a bit of the potential of a hypocrite."

Lang Ya’s mouth twitched a few times, remaining silent, knowing he couldn’t win against Qin Yi.

Make a move?

Impossible, Qin Yi was his savior, to make a move would be ungrateful;

Qin Yi flew towards the Sword Sect branch.

"There’s no one left inside."

Lang Ya reminded.

"I know, I’m not looking for people, I’m looking for something."

Lang Ya, confused, followed and asked, "Did they steal something from you? Is that why you killed them?"

"Why do you have so many questions, shut up."

Qin Yi waved his hand impatiently, "Don’t disturb me from searching."

Soon, Qin Yi’s expression brightened, he found it.

"Boom!"

A more than ten-meter-tall, over-a-meter-thick stone gate was shattered by Qin Yi with one punch.

Ignoring the billowing dust, Qin Yi rushed straight in.

Lang Ya was about to follow in, only to hear Qin Yi say, "Do not come in, wait outside."

Lang Ya’s steps hesitated, eyebrows slightly furrowed, but ultimately didn’t shamelessly go in.

This shows Lang Ya is truly a novice.

If it were someone experienced, they would definitely recognize the treasure vault of the Sword Sect branch and know there must be many good things inside.

If it were Qin Yi, and not being allowed in? I’d beat you to death.

Indeed, thick-skinned enough to get enough. Thin-skinned, you get nothing.

Not long after, Qin Yi came out with a satisfied expression.

"Alright, let’s go."

This was merely a branch of the Sword Sect, although the resources and money inside weren’t extravagant, Qin Yi was quite satisfied with his harvest.

"Did you find what they stole from you?"

Qin Yi paused, then smiled and said, "Let me correct you, it wasn’t them stealing my stuff, it was what they owed me."

"Oh." Lang Ya nodded, "Isn’t that the same thing?"

"More or less."

Qin Yi casually replied and led Lang Ya outside.

Then, he set the Sword Sect branch ablaze.

Half a month passed in a flash.

That day, Qin Yi and Lang Ya were eating at a restaurant.

Lang Ya looked at Qin Yi, curiously asking, "How much do they owe you exactly?"

Because these days, Qin Yi had already destroyed six Sword Sect branches.

Qin Yi paused, then smiled and said, "What they owe me, they’ll never be able to repay."

Lang Ya grew even more curious, "What exactly do they owe you?"

"Lives."

Qin Yi said calmly, but a murderous intent flashed across.

Lang Ya paused, "Qin Yi, your murderous intent is too strong, it’s not good for you."

"He who kills must be prepared to be killed. If I didn’t have decent cultivation, I would have long been a ghost under their swords."

"Lang Ya, if my cultivation was lacking and I were killed by them, do you think they would think their murderous intent is too heavy?"

Lang Ya opened his mouth, not knowing how to respond.

"Let me answer that, they wouldn’t. If I were dead, they’d just celebrate extravagantly."

Lang Ya fell silent.

After a moment, he looked up and said, "You have your beliefs, and I have my views. I can’t say you’re right, but it seems I have no right to interfere with your decisions."

"Then shut up and drink. I hate being lectured, it’s everyone’s first time being a human, who dares say their path is definitively correct? Oh, right, you’re not human, you’re a dragon."

Lang Ya thought for a moment, "Why do I feel like you’re calling me pedantic?"

"No, you’re so smart, if I was indirectly insulting you, how could you not realize it."

Lang Ya nodded, maybe he was overthinking.

"However, if you have time, I can teach you music theory."

"Music theory?" Qin Yi paused.

"Yes, musical instruments, beautiful sounds can calm the mind and reduce inner hostility."

"Moreover, they can double the results during cultivation."

"Qin Yi, what musical instrument do you like? How about a flute? I can teach you how to play the flute."

Playing the flute?

Qin Yi felt queasy, suddenly finding the food on the table tasteless and even feeling a bit nauseous.

"No thanks, you play it yourself, I don’t have that hobby."

Lang Ya was unaware of the alternative connotation of the flute, merely thinking Qin Yi didn’t like it.

"Then what about the harp, the guqin, how about those?"

Qin Yi was surprised, "You know so many instruments?"

"The Dragon Clan is the king of beasts, we mustn’t lack the etiquette of understanding rituals. Therefore, the Dragon Clan learns human rituals and instruments from birth."

Qin Yi’s gaze drifted a bit.

"What’s wrong?"

Qin Yi came to his senses and said, "It’s nothing, just thinking of a friend, he’s proficient in everything from music to calligraphy. Especially cooking, it’s the best food I’ve tasted."

"You have such a friend?"

Qin Yi was immediately displeased, "What do you mean by that? I can’t have a few refined friends?"

Lang Ya waved his hand quickly, "I didn’t mean it like that, I meant if you could introduce this friend of yours to me."

"Maybe, he’s now eighty-thousand miles away from me."

Lang Ya said, "Eighty-thousand miles isn’t far. With your speed and mine, it won’t take long to get there."

Qin Yi: "..."

Damn, on Earth people habitually use eighty-thousand miles to exaggeratively describe a long distance.

But in Primordial times, eighty-thousand miles is indeed not far.

Facing Lang Ya, who is so serious, Qin Yi also felt a headache.

"He’s not at home now, when there’s a chance, I’ll definitely introduce you."

Lang Ya nodded disappointingly, "Alright then."

Qin Yi said, "Hurry and eat, after eating we’ll collect some debts, then leave here."

...

Deep night, the moon hidden and stars sparse.

In the mountains, flames and smoke rose, visible from several miles away.

This was the seventh Sword Sect branch that Qin Yi had destroyed.

In recent days, the fact that Qin Yi destroyed multiple Sword Sect branches spread throughout the Northern and Central States, reverberating through the community of Qi Refiners.

Everyone was discussing this matter.

When Qin Yi takes action, it’s always something significant.

"Let’s go."

Qin Yi originally wanted to visit the Sword Sect, but the journey was too far, so he had to give up.

It’s been half a month, and he’s only destroyed seven Sword Sect branches.

From here to the Sword Sect, it would take at least a month’s journey, and Qin Yi was directly dissuaded.