With a light creaking sound, the door opened from within. Qin Yu walked out, his weary face etched with exhaustion and the blood vessels visible in his eyes.

The bun-faced maid was no longer here. He could faintly hear sounds of crying from afar. Qin Yu took a deep breath, “Don’t die yet…”

Bang –

The ground trembled and Qin Yu shot into the skies. He was like a tautly drawn arrow, soaring straight towards the source of that crying.

In a far off courtyard, a group of women stared with wide eyes. They looked up into the air at the kaleidoscope of colors that had been triggered in the skies. Was there someone who couldn’t stand it and wanted to die along with Master Wei?

Eh? From their direction, it looked as if they were flying over here…

The door was pushed open and Aunty Hong walked out, her face dark. “Who dares to intrude into my inn’s rear court! Insolent!” Her voice was billowing and loud, rumbling out like an invisible tide. This beautiful Madam Mulberry actually had such a potent cultivation.

In the skies above the courtyard, the rainbow-hued lights of the spell shattered and then Qin Yu fell to the ground. He staggered and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Aunt Hong had already learned of the hopeless pill refining from Congcong. She naturally lost the patience she previously had with Qin Yu and her complexion became uglier. She coldly said, “Qin Yu, since you have shown graciousness to Master Wei before, I won’t argue with you...