His unease stemmed primarily from Qin Chuan, but he felt he was being overly cautious, and for a moment he sat there lost in thought.
It had been so long since he'd felt this way. A bitter smile appeared on the face of the Bei Chu family head; he hoped it was just an illusion.
...
Qin Chuan and the others, including Palace Master Wu, hadn't gone out. They were observing the situation for the next few days, because Qin Chuan knew something was bound to happen.
A day passed.
Two days passed!
Everything was calm. Qin Chuan paid close attention and didn't see anyone suspicious. This made him even doubt his judgment.
But he quickly shook his head. He wasn't wrong. Qin Chuan knew a little about the Bei Chu family; after all, knowing your enemy is half the battle. He
learned of the Bei Chu family's existence from Palace Master Wu, and knowing he would face them in the future, he did his best to understand the family.
Every powerful family has a history of blood and tears, built upon countless bones, sometimes even resorting to underhanded methods.
This understanding revealed that the Bei Chu family, with their nature, would not give up easily. In fact, no family would give up easily either.
However, the Bei Chu family was still too arrogant. Qin Chuan frowned slightly. The actions of the young master Bei Chu were already outrageous, yet the Bei Chu family did nothing to control him.
This indulgence and leniency displeased Qin Chuan. It was against the natural order, and killing such a person would actually be a great act of merit.
Even if it wasn't as good as a massacre, it wouldn't be much different.
A massacre is cruel, but it's just killing, creating carnage. After all, death isn't always the most painful thing.
But the young master Bei Chu's actions were absolutely deserving of death. Killing, ruthless, and some of the methods he used were almost outrageous.
Although he only killed a few people, his sins were almost at the highest level.
"They're here, the Bei Chu family is here!" Old Luo said.
Old Luo's words brought Qin Chuan back to his senses. He looked at Hall Master Wu and then at Old Luo. Hall Master Wu had only ever made Old Luo as a friend in his life.
This friend was truly good. After all, even in the face of the behemoth that was the Bei Chu family, he still didn't sever ties with Hall Master Wu.
This was a life-threatening situation.
Qin Chuan saw a dozen or so people appear at Chuzhou Academy, outside the manor, and Chuzhou Academy did not offer any obstruction.
Qin Chuan thought of the powerful figures in Chuzhou who had previously been very friendly to him, but now none of them had come.
With such a commotion, and the Bei Chu family's actions, these people couldn't possibly be unaware of it, but no one was willing to get involved.
Actually, Qin Chuan didn't blame them; after all, this matter was no small thing, and getting involved was, in many people's eyes, suicidal.
However, Qin Chuan naturally wouldn't create any treasures to sell to them, nor would he give them away, because it wasn't necessary, nor was it worth it.
Qin Chuan knew he wouldn't have any connection with these people; once he resolved the matter with Hall Master Wu, it would be time for him to leave.
The only person he had contact with was Zhao Han. As for the Zhao family, Qin Chuan hadn't thought about what to do, and Zhao Han would also leave the Zhao family.
As for whether Zhao Han would return in the future, Qin Chuan shook his head; on the path of martial arts, severing emotions and desires was not his choice.
Especially the ties to family, which must be severed. Because Qin Chuan possesses a treasure, without the Five Elements Immortal Banner, he would be powerless to return home, even if he wanted to.
Rather than endure the torment of longing, it's better to cut them off; otherwise, he shouldn't pursue the path of martial arts.
Qin Chuan saw the people approaching outside. It was a middle-aged man, masculine and robust, but with a fierce glint in his eyes.
Ten people, all older than average. It seemed the Bei Chu family intended to kill him this time, and openly at that—was this a warning to others?
Hall Master Wu's face paled slightly. He wasn't afraid of death, but he didn't want to implicate Qin Chuan because of him.
Qin Chuan smiled and patted Hall Master Wu's shoulder: "Brother, don't worry, I've got you covered. Since I promised you, I will definitely do it. Relax."
Qin Chuan's words reassured Hall Master Wu somewhat. He was an honest man, not good with sweet words, and he was deeply moved, but couldn't express it.
"Hmm, and the formation," Bei Chu Yang said, startled.
"What kind of formation could a mere brat possibly set up? Let me destroy it," a middle-aged man immediately said.
Bei Chuyang frowned slightly: "It's not that simple. This formation looks interesting."
"Master, let me try. I refuse to believe it," the middle-aged man insisted.
Bei Chuyang thought for a moment and nodded: "Alright!"
This middle-aged man was strong and tall. The weapon he held was unusual; it wasn't a gun, nor a spear, nor did it resemble a stab.
This weapon was somewhat like an awl, with an extremely sharp tip, almost as thick as a needle, about two feet long, gleaming coldly.
What was this thing? While its sharpness was remarkable, it also had a major drawback: it could break boulders.
The man charged directly at the formation with his weapon, his footwork accelerating as he slowly raised the weapon.
Thrust!
A dark red aura appeared on the weapon, radiating immense power.
Hmm?
Qin Chuan was surprised. This attack was extremely sharp. If it were an ordinary formation, he could indeed pierce a hole in it and then tear a gap with his special power.
The formation had self-healing capabilities, but if severely damaged, it couldn't. A small hole, however, could heal itself.
*Sizzle!
* Yellow and golden light flashed.
Then, the middle-aged man was sent flying backward.
A soft cracking sound rang out.
The middle-aged man stared in surprise at his weapon; its sharp tip had broken off…
This was Black Gold Divine Iron…
This was a forging material for divine artifacts. The middle-aged man had obtained a small amount by chance, so he forged a tip slightly thicker than a needle.
Unexpectedly, it was incredibly effective. Because it was forged from Black Gold Divine Iron, although sharp, it wasn't easily broken.
This weapon had been almost unstoppable, easily piercing even shields and armor. Relying on its speed, it was virtually invincible.
But now, it had actually broken after piercing a formation.
This left him slightly stunned.
Qin Chuan wasn't surprised. If the formation hadn't been upgraded, it wouldn't have this power. Of course, the enhancement from the Array-Devouring Beast was also significant.
Bei Chuyang frowned, ignoring the dejected middle-aged man who had returned, and instead addressed an elderly man, saying, "Elder Xu, what do you think?"
Elder Xu was a master of formations, and based on the middle-aged man's earlier probing, it was clear that breaking the formation by brute force was practically impossible.
"Hmm!" The old man maintained his composure, giving a slight reply before slowly walking over.
The old man stood with his hands behind his back, gazing at the formation before him, his eyes gleaming with a faint purple light.