Volume Four: Renowned Everywhere Chapter 0146: Foreign Experts

"Since you already know my name, it is time we discussed the matter of compensation, isn't it?"

Qin Yang sat on the sofa, lit a cigarette, and fixed his gaze on the group with a playful smile.

A shiver ran through everyone the moment they saw his expression.

Qin Yang of Beihai—he was a supreme grandmaster of martial arts. Never in their wildest dreams had they expected the person standing before them to be this legendary figure. Their hearts nearly leaped out of their chests with terror.

Dong Qian lost his footing, tumbling down the steps in a clumsy clatter, his face drained of color and his forehead drenched in cold sweat.

According to rumors, Qin Yang of Beihai slaughtered without batting an eyelid, and no one dared to stand in his way when he wanted someone dead.

"Senior Beihai—oh, no, Senior Qin! Please, name your terms. Whatever we have, we will give you in full."

"Father, you..." Dong Shu asked, confusion written all over his face. It was just a name, after all; how could it frighten his old man to this extent?

Qin Yang's eyes suddenly narrowed as he abruptly rose to his feet. Feeling the overwhelming pressure emanating from him, everyone's complexions shifted drastically.

Only at this moment did they truly understand the terrifying nature of Qin Yang of Beihai. They felt like a tiny boat in the middle of a raging ocean, liable to capsize at any second.

Without hesitation, Dong Qian swung his hand and delivered a sharp slap across Dong Shu's face.

*Slap!*

"Apologize to Senior Qin!"

"Well, well, looks like we have another sneaky pest coming to spy on us. Since you've shown up, why don't you come on down?" Qin Yang let out a low shout. The spiritual energy in the air surged into a rapid vortex, instantly condensing into a massive hand that lunged outward and grabbed.

"Ow!"

"Bang!"

A figure plummeted from the sky, crashing heavily onto the ground. Glancing at the woman before him, Qin Yang was slightly surprised to see that it was none other than Kawano Keiko from the Ryukoku nation.

She had schemed against him last time, and he had yet to settle that score. He never expected her to deliver herself right to his doorstep; this grudge would have to be resolved now, come what may.

Dong Qian and the others were dumbfounded at the sight of such an exquisite beauty falling from the blue. What was going on?

Master Yinian, in particular, trembled even more violently. The fact that someone had been spying on them right under their noses without his knowledge only proved the terrifying depth of that person's strength.

"Twenty spiritual stones. I believe you know what those are."

Hearing this, Dong Qian wore a bitter smile. To appease Qin Yang, he had already parted with the majority of their spiritual stones, an act for which Dong Long had cursed him out thoroughly upon his return.

These were spiritual stones! If traded in the ancient martial world, buyers would line up not just for millions, but tens of millions.

Kawano Keiko glared at Qin Yang, her puffed-up cheeks making her look remarkably charming. She attempted to circulate her inner cultivation technique, only to find her powers completely sealed.

Half an hour later.

The twenty spiritual stones were gathered. Qin Yang stared at the gathered crowd. "Hmph, you had better behave yourselves. If I ever find out your Dong family continues to engage in evil deeds, I will be back."

***

"Miss Keiko, it seems we truly have a bond of fate to meet even here in Ruili. I happen to be lacking a soft bed, and I must say, you fit the description quite well." The two were sitting in a car, speeding toward the airport.

Upon hearing this, Kawano Keiko's face chilled. "Hmph, Qin Yang, let me tell you this: you had better let me go right now, or the entire Shadow Division will mobilize, and you will undoubtedly meet a miserable end."

*Hahaha!*

"Can I take those words as a sign of your concern for me?" Qin Yang's remark earned him an immediate, icy glare.

"Heh, since you've boarded my boat, you'd better behave yourself. Otherwise, young master here will execute justice on the spot. If you don't believe me, feel free to try me."

Her skin was fair and tender, and thanks to her rigorous martial training, her figure was exceptionally alluring and curvaceous—made all the more captivating by the long dress she wore.

True to his words, Kawano Keiko immediately quieted down. Powerful though she was in the martial arts realm, she was, after all, still just a young woman at heart.

Before they reached the city center, the car was forced to a halt. Three large freight trucks blocked the road ahead, completely cutting off their path.

Looking at the figures in the distance, Qin Yang's brows knitted tightly together. He couldn't help but suspect that Kawano Keiko had orchestrated this. How else could it be such an incredible coincidence that the moment he ran into her, lycanthropes, vampires, and even bio-warriors converged upon them?

Noticing Qin Yang's suspicious stare, Kawano Keiko turned pale with fright and stammered, "It wasn't me! I didn't call these people here!"

The door of the leading truck swung open, and a man built like a living steel fortress stepped out, dragging a colossal, oversized greatsword in his hand.

Flanking him were two others—representatives of the werewolf clan and the vampire clan, respectively.

Both radiated profound and formidable auras, possessing strength matching the Profound Realm.

Whether it was the bio-warrior, the vampire, or the werewolf, their combat prowess far transcended their outward appearances.

Harrison, the bio-warrior.
Aiden, the vampire war god.
Ivan, the werewolf butcher.

Kawano Keiko covered her cherry lips with delicate hands, her face etched with utter shock. These were all internationally renowned figures in the martial arts underworld.

Harrison the bio-warrior needed no introduction; he had once single-handedly eradicated an entire military regiment.

Aiden, the vampire war god, had waged a war of vengeance that wiped out thirteen rival factions overnight, earning him his fearsome moniker.

The werewolf butcher—the very name spoke of a savage and violent nature.

While these individuals possessed ferocious reputations abroad, they were virtually unknown domestically in Huaxia. At the very least, Qin Yang had never heard of them.

Harrison the bio-warrior stepped forward, stride by heavy stride, and spoke in halting, accented Mandarin, "Qin Yang?"

"It is I." Qin Yang looked at the trio, his expression turning grave as he nodded.

"Good. Since you've slaughtered so many of our elite warriors, I am here specifically to claim your life in retribution." Harrison sneered, gripped his massive sword, and lunged forward, smashing it down toward Qin Yang.

*Screeech!*

Sparks flew in all directions across the asphalt as the deafening sound of a massive collision echoed through the air. When Harrison's initial strike missed, he immediately followed up with another. Not daring to be careless, Qin Yang materialized the Starcross Blade in his hand and met the blow head-on.

*Clang! Clang! Clang!*

Both men were forced back a few steps. Qin Yang, in particular, felt a wave of shock wash over him as a slight numbness traveled up his arms.

This bio-warrior was truly formidable; the sheer magnitude of his strength had actually left Qin Yang's hands tingling.

"This is getting interesting." The corners of Qin Yang's mouth curved upward as a sharp glint flashed in his eyes. Unleashing the intent of the Tyrannical Demon Physique, his aura surged explosively, infusing immense power into both arms.

"Open up!"

With his full strength restored, Qin Yang was a terrifying sight. The momentum accompanying his blade strike was so overwhelming that ghosts and deities would flee in terror; none dared to receive it directly.

Even Harrison, encased in heavy armor, was no exception. Though he was a bio-warrior devoid of physical pain, he possessed a mind—and he feared death.

Leaping backward to evade the sweeping blade, Qin Yang smiled as the retreat unfolded precisely as he had anticipated. Springing into the air, he launched the offensive. "Thunder Blade Scripture!"

*Hummm—!*

*Boom! Boom! Boom!*

Dust billowed into the air. With a glint of cold intent, Qin Yang prepared to finish Harrison off in a single stroke, but the werewolf butcher Ivan suddenly intervened, his hands transforming into razor-sharp claws, clenched into fists as he smashed them forward.

*Clang!*

A crisp chime rang out, abruptly halting Qin Yang's advance.

Hech! Noting the grave expressions on the trio's faces, Qin Yang offered a cold smile. Huaxia wasn't a place where they could come and go as they pleased. No matter what, he had to leave them behind here today—that alone would surely cause their home nations a great deal of heartache.

The Starcross Blade rippled like a tide, stacking force upon force before crashing down heavily.

Standing in the distance, Kawano Keiko stared in a daze. Was this the true strength of Qin Yang of Beihai?

No wonder he had seemed so weak when she encountered him last time.

Harrison, Aiden, and Ivan simultaneously unleashed their full power, unleashing a barrage of terrifying, ferocious techniques. The highway, once bustling with traffic, became hopelessly gridlocked. Bystanders inside their vehicles whipped out their phones to take photos and record videos of the clash.

Some ardent martial arts enthusiasts even managed to recognize Qin Yang of Beihai and Harrison amidst the fray.

Excitement flushed their faces.

As various photographs were uploaded to the internet, the cyber world erupted once more. Nearly a month had passed since Qin Yang's last public appearance, leading many to suspect something might have happened to him. Seeing him completely unscathed now, his supporters and fans went wild.

They flooded comment sections and forums to cheer him on.

*Bang!*

Combining their efforts, the three managed to block his latest onslaught. Ivan completely shifted into his werewolf form, his speed escalating drastically.

"Heh, the vital blood I harvested last time wasn't quite enough. With supreme martial grandmasters like you, your blood should surely allow my cultivation to advance a step further." At this thought, a smile bloomed across his face once again.

The Silver Fox blade pinned Harrison down, leaving Qin Yang to face Aiden and Ivan alone.

Both possessed immense power, particularly Ivan, whose razor-sharp claws were as lethal as divine weapons, and Aiden, who circled like a tiger eyeing its prey, exposing sharp fangs as he looked for a chance to sink them into flesh.

To a vampire, the blood of a martial arts supreme master possessed an irresistible allure.

The Starcross Blade swept downward, instantly batting Aiden away, just as Ivan lunged forward. The werewolf's massive, tank-like frame barreled toward Qin Yang, his enormous fists hammering away in a frenzy.

The air shrieked under the pressure, as if being torn to shreds.

As giant wolf claws continually slashed at him, a flurry of rhythmic impacts echoed off the Starcross Blade.

The corners of Qin Yang's lips curled upward. Unfurling his Yin-Yang Domain, he instantly enveloped both of them within its bounds.

Aiden and Ivan felt their surroundings shift, their complexions twisting in terror as they realized they had been sealed off in an isolated pocket of space. Any attempt to extend their perception felt like sinking into a bottomless swamp.