With that, Qin Ya took out a Storage Ring.

"Oh? You want to apologize and admit you’re wrong now? Don’t you think it’s a bit too late for that?" Killing intent raged in Shangguan Bei’s eyes as he spoke coldly. "My Shangguan Family was willing to be magnanimous and reconcile with you, but you refused. Now that you’ve destroyed my son’s Martial Arts path, do you truly believe you can gain our forgiveness by just offering a few trinkets?"

The others sneered when they saw this. They thought Qin Ya was utterly naive and ridiculous for seeking reconciliation with the Shangguan Family at a time like this.

"Heh, after crippling the Third Young Master’s Martial Arts, he actually thinks he has a chance to survive. How naive. Let’s just see what he has to offer."

"It doesn’t matter what he offers. He’s destined to die here."

"Crippling a Martial Artist is like taking their life. How could he possibly be allowed to live?"

...

A corner of Qin Ya’s mouth lifted. "Here’s my gift," he said indifferently. "You’d better receive it well!"

The moment his words fell, a massive cloud of black qi erupted from his hand. In the blink of an eye, it swept over half the Shangguan Family estate, enveloping the hundreds of elite disciples and Elders from the Three Great Noble Families...

"Dammit, what is this stuff?"

"This is bad! It’s probably a Poisonous Fog! Everyone, hold your breath!"

"Damn it! I knew this brat was up to no good!"

"The elites of the Three Great Noble Families are here! We won’t let him run rampant!"

Although the black fog was dense and obscured most lines of sight, in the eyes of the Extraordinary who possessed Divine Thought, it was a laughable, childish trick.

"Qin Ya, die!" Shangguan Bei roared, striking out with his palm. As his True Essence surged, his expression suddenly changed and his body trembled.

Seeing this, Qin Ya’s lips curled into a smirk as he, too, struck out with a palm!

Shangguan Bei tried to dodge, but a wave of weakness washed over him. He was unable to avoid the blow and took the full force of Qin Ya’s palm, which sent him flying.

This scene stunned everyone present.

Who was Shangguan Bei? He was one of Lieyang City’s Celestial Human Realm Martial Artists!

Yet now, he had been sent flying by a single palm strike from Qin Ya. If they hadn’t seen it happen with their own eyes, they wouldn’t have believed it even if you beat them to death.

"It’s the Poisonous Fog!"

"Damn it, what kind of Poisonous Fog is this? Why is holding my breath useless? And it actually works on a Celestial Human Martial Artist!"

"It’s no use. As soon as this Poisonous Fog makes contact with you, it reacts with your internal True Essence. Unless you don’t circulate your True Essence at all, you’ll be poisoned."

"Hiss... a Martial Artist who can’t use their True Essence is just a slightly stronger commoner. This poison is so potent... It’s terrifying."

The toxin from the black fog instantly invaded everyone’s bodies. Even the Celestial Humans felt their limbs grow weak, to say nothing of the ordinary Extraordinary cultivators or the disciples of the Noble Families. They all collapsed to the ground, finding it difficult to even lift a finger.

"Qin Ya, what in the world are you trying to do?!"

Shangguan Ze Yun asked weakly. He no longer had the arrogant, commanding attitude he’d shown Qin Ya earlier. He just stood there, swaying on his feet as if he could collapse at any second...

"I’m not trying to do anything."

Qin Ya walked over. A white spear suddenly appeared in his hand, and before Shangguan Ze Yun’s terrified eyes, he thrust it forward, piercing straight through the man’s chest.

"Just taking your life, that’s all."

Everyone gasped, shocked that Qin Ya would strike so decisively. He had just killed Shangguan Ze Yun, a Celestial Human, without a moment’s hesitation. They all finally understood: their lives were now completely in Qin Ya’s hands.

Ouyang Zhen, Mu Long, Shangguan Hao, and the others stared at Qin Ya, their eyes filled with shock and their hearts with bitterness. While they were still competing against their peers, Qin Ya was already toying with Celestial Humans—beings they saw as untouchable—as if they were puppets. The gap between them was immense, and the irony was crushing...

"Qin Ya, by doing this, you are making an enemy of the Three Great Noble Families! Have you thought this through? Unless you kill every single one of us today, your death is certain," the Shangguan Family’s Fourth Elder, also a Celestial Human Realm Martial Artist, said coldly.

’Damn it!’

The Elders from the other two Noble Families cursed under their breath. ’Our lives are in his hands, and this idiot is provoking him? How unwise.’ Then, the Mu Family Elder spoke to Qin Ya. "Young Friend Qin, this is a grudge between you and the Shangguan Family. It has nothing to do with the Ouyang and Mu Families. Please, let us go. We will be sure to reward you generously once we return."

Qin Ya walked over and kicked the Shangguan Family’s Fourth Elder, sending him flying. He then turned his indifferent gaze to the Mu Family Elder who had just spoken. "Nothing to do with you? If I recall correctly, three days ago, the young Extraordinary cultivators from the Mu and Ouyang Families came looking for trouble with me for no reason. When they couldn’t beat me, it was you old geezers who stepped in, wasn’t it? If you weren’t so wary of Tower Master Lin, would you have let it go so easily? I’m afraid you wouldn’t have been satisfied until you’d killed me!"

"And now you’re telling me it has nothing to do with you?"

Qin Ya said coldly. He walked over, grabbed the Mu Family Elder’s arm, and with a SNAP, twisted it until it broke. Ignoring the man’s screams, Qin Ya’s expression remained unchanged as he took his Storage Ring. He then turned to the crowd and declared, "Your lives are mine to take. If you want to live, hand over your Storage Rings!"

The crowd froze for a moment before the words registered.

’He’s robbing us! Qin Ya is actually robbing us!’

A Storage Ring holds a Martial Artist’s entire fortune. Robbing the Three Great Noble Families? Heavens! This madman would actually do something like this! How terrifying! This Qin Ya is absolutely terrifying!

"My god, who on earth is this Qin Ya?!"

"A mere Loose Cultivator? Heavens, are all Loose Cultivators this formidable nowadays?"

"Loose Cultivator, my ass! He must have some massive power backing him, one that’s probably even above the Three Great Noble Families. Otherwise, how would he dare to do this? What gives him the right?"

"It looks like our Three Great Noble Families have really met our match this time."

Their faces ashen, the crowd had no choice but to hand over their Storage Rings to save their own lives. Qin Ya walked through the group, collecting over a hundred Storage Rings. A quick scan with his Divine Thought revealed a truly staggering amount of treasure.

"Heh, as expected of disciples from the great Noble Families."

After collecting all the Storage Rings, Qin Ya slowly walked up to Shangguan Bei. Blood trickled from the corner of Shangguan Bei’s mouth. He was in a pathetic state, glaring furiously at Qin Ya. He tried to summon his True Essence to kill the man before him, but he felt completely drained, lacking even the strength to resist, let alone fight back.

"Patriarch Shangguan, are you satisfied with this gift?"

Qin Ya smiled faintly as he took Shangguan Bei’s Storage Ring as well. After scanning it with his Divine Thought, a wider smile spread across his face. "As expected of the Master of the Noble Family. Your fortune truly is immense. You have at least tens of millions of pounds of Primordial Stones alone."

"Qin Ya, do you have any idea what the consequences of your actions will be?!"

"There will be no place for you to hide in the Hundred Cities! You will be hunted by all Three Great Noble Families! Do you really think you can survive that?"

Shangguan Bei snarled, his voice and expression filled with menace.