I might have been playing a fake cultivation game.

Chapter 085: Solo Incursion into the Qin Family

The next morning.

Xiyun County, Qin Family.

The Qin family is a prominent immortal cultivation clan in Xiyun County, with hundreds of members and thousands of servants. They all live at the foot of a large mountain more than ten miles away from Xiyun County.

The buildings here stand side by side, protected by high walls and towers, making it resemble a small town.

Suddenly, an uninvited guest appeared at the Qin family's gate, shouting into the house, "Head of the Qin family, get out here!"

The shouts were deafening.

"Get out! Get out..." The echoes reverberated, reverberating in all directions.

This uninvited guest was none other than Zhou Yunshen.

At this moment, Zhou Yunshen was not wearing the guest attire of the Chen family, but simply his everyday clothes.

Because he came here to seek revenge, he did not want to rely on the power of the Chen family in the prefecture, nor did he need to.

As Zhou Yunshen's voice reached the Qin family, the entire family was shaken.

Soon, the Qin family's gates were wide open, and more than a dozen servants dressed in gray, with fierce appearances, all carrying swords, filed out from the gate, looking at Zhou Yunshen with unfriendly expressions.

The leader, dressed in brocade robes, was clearly a member of the Qin family, and he scrutinized Zhou Yunshen with a sharp gaze.

Seeing that Zhou Yunshen was alone and just a young man in his early twenties, dressed in ordinary clothes, a murderous glint flashed in the eyes of this member of the Qin family. He pointed at Zhou Yunshen and said sharply, "This man dares to insult my Qin family head! Chop him up and feed him to the dogs!"

Upon receiving the order, the servants, their faces contorted with malice, lunged at Zhou Yunshen, swords in hand.

A cold smile appeared on Zhou Yunshen's lips. His body seemed rooted to the spot. Facing the barrage of ghost-headed blades coming at him, he simply stretched out his hand and flicked it forward lightly.

With a loud bang, the ghost-headed knife shattered into pieces. The vicious servant wielding the knife screamed, spitting out blood, and was thrown backward.

Immediately afterwards, the sound of bones breaking rang out, and another fierce servant who had rushed forward was sent flying and fell to the ground.

In a short time, several of the servants fell to the ground, vomiting blood.

The rest were all frightened by the strength and ruthlessness displayed by Zhou Yunshen, and they all retreated, no longer daring to attack him.

One of the servants retreated too quickly and was kicked in the buttocks by the Qin family member in brocade robes. He cried out and fell forward, landing face-first in the dirt.

"Useless trash! So many people and you can't even beat one person!" The Qin family member cursed angrily, grabbing the arm of a fierce servant and saying, "Call someone! Go and fetch Captain Zuo!"

The fierce servant obeyed the order and stumbled into the room to find Captain Zuo.

Soon, a middle-aged martial artist dressed in a tight-fitting outfit, accompanied by more fierce servants, rushed out from inside the door.

After clearly seeing the appearance of the middle-aged martial artist, Zhou Yun narrowed his eyes, a murderous intent flashing within them.

The middle-aged martial artist's gaze also fell on Zhou Yunshen at this moment. He was stunned for a moment, clearly recognizing Zhou Yunshen as well, and his eyes also revealed killing intent: "It's you! The kid from Dazhu Village!"

His voice was filled with hatred.

If it weren't for this kid in front of him, would he have been blamed by the family head and reduced to the position of guard captain at the gate?

Zhou Yunshen looked at the middle-aged martial artist and forced a cold smile: "That's right, it's me. We meet again, you dog slave of the Qin family."

This middle-aged martial artist was a Xiantian martial artist, and he was the protector of the young master of the Qin family back then.

At that time, the mere presence of this innate martial artist outside the trapping formation was enough to greatly intimidate Zhou Yunshen, who didn't even dare to organize the villagers to break the formation.

Now, he looks at his once-powerful enemy as if he were looking at a three-year-old child.

The words "dog slave" were like a needle, deeply piercing the heart of the middle-aged innate martial artist.

But he couldn't very well refute it, because he really was a servant raised by the Qin family.

Frustration and anger instantly filled the mind of this middle-aged innate martial artist, causing his eyes to turn somewhat red.

"Captain Zuo, stop wasting time talking to him, just kill him!" The Qin family member pointed at Zhou Yunshen and shouted sharply.

"kill!"

The middle-aged innate martial artist shouted sternly.

Before he finished speaking, he had already transformed into a blur and rushed towards Zhou Yun Shen!

With a clang, the longsword was drawn.

The middle-aged innate martial artist swung his sword, thrusting it towards Zhou Yunshen's chest with lightning speed.

At this moment, the longsword emitted a faint glow, a phenomenon caused by the sword being filled with innate true energy.

The middle-aged innate martial artist was determined to strike with this sword; he was confident he could pierce a hole in this reckless young man.

However, his seemingly inevitable sword strike only pierced the afterimage of Zhou Yunshen left behind.

The moment the longsword missed its mark, the middle-aged innate martial artist's eyes widened, and a very bad premonition welled up in his heart.

The next instant, a fist slammed into his face!

A clear cracking sound rang out, and the middle-aged innate martial artist screamed as his body spun and he collapsed to the ground, his neck twisted in a bizarre position, barely breathing.

Even among innate martial artists, there are differences.

Zhou Yunshen was a martial artist at the peak of the Innate Realm, while this middle-aged man was only a martial artist at the early stage of the Innate Realm. The difference between the two was quite significant.

This allowed Zhou Yunshen to achieve a crushing victory simply by using the power of a martial artist.

Zhou Yunshen stepped forward and stomped hard on the head of the middle-aged innate martial artist.

Boom! He stomped a hole in the ground.

His kick sent most of the middle-aged innate martial artist's body plunging into the deep pit.

Just then, a fire crow flew in.

This is the Fire Crow Technique used by that member of the Qin family.

This member of the Qin family originally intended to use the Fire Crow Technique to ambush Zhou Yunshen, but before the Fire Crow could even fly over, Captain Zuo had already been killed.

This caused his mind to fluctuate violently, and the fire crow's flight path became shaky and unstable. In the end, it lost control and collapsed into a ball of flame, dissipating into the air.

The other servants who had followed the middle-aged innate martial artist were completely terrified.

Some stood frozen in place, weapons raised high.

Some retreated in panic.

A sword had appeared in Zhou Yunshen's hand without him noticing.

This is the sword that the middle-aged innate martial artist just now held.

The sword is a good sword.

The sword used by innate martial artists can cut through iron like mud, but now it has fallen into Zhou Yunshen's hands.

Then Zhou Yunshen's figure approached like a ghost, raised his sword and swung it forward, unleashing a burst of milky white sword energy.

The sword energy was formed from innate true energy through the longsword, making it sharper than ordinary swords. Wherever it passed, the fierce servants were all decapitated.

In a short period of time, all the vicious servants who dared to swing their knives at Zhou Yun Shen had been killed by him.

Zhou Yunshen, carrying his blood-stained sword, walked step by step toward the Qin family member.

The Qin family members, their faces filled with terror, retreated step by step, their voices trembling as they cried out, "My uncle is Qin Ruyuan, the head of the Qin family! You can't kill me! You can't kill me!"

"Useless trash! So many people and you can't even beat a martial artist." A voice came from above.

This is an elderly man dressed in red brocade.

The old man, with his red beard and hair, floated in mid-air, with faint flames flowing around his body.