"You can't escape my grasp."
Bei Chudao sneered at Qin Chuan, his face showing smugness and a suppressed release of ease.
Qin Chuan smiled, but it was faint and cold, as if he were looking at an idiot.
Qin Chuan's strength was now at the half-step Quasi-Immortal Emperor level, and his perception of these people was different.
Before, he might have felt they were no match for him, but anything related to the title of Immortal Emperor brought about a dramatic change in strength.
Half-step Quasi-Immortal Emperor—not even a Quasi-Immortal Emperor, let alone an Immortal Emperor—was still somewhat close, especially since Qin Chuan had reached that level.
Therefore, he was now fearless. The so-called deadly poison they relied on was insignificant to Qin Chuan, and their strength no longer mattered to him.
The Bei Chu family had gone to great lengths to make him appear, to lure him into their encirclement and trap, and now that they had succeeded, they were naturally extremely pleased.
It's said that fortune and misfortune are intertwined; extreme joy and sorrow can easily lead to unforeseen changes. This might be the law of reversal at the extremes, a kind of natural law.
For Bei Chudao, this was a time of great joy. He had felt he was at his wit's end, and if Qin Chuan hadn't appeared, it would have been a dead end.
Unexpectedly, Qin Chuan appeared at the crucial moment and even walked into his trap.
Bei Chudao was confident in this trap, and with his group now surrounding him, he believed Qin Chuan had no chance of escape and was doomed.
"I told you you would die. If you had hidden, I really couldn't have done anything, but you recklessly came out. You're courting death," Bei Chudao said calmly, but his tone couldn't hide his smugness.
"Have you said enough?" Qin Chuan asked
, frowning slightly. Bei Chudao was stunned. After being stifled for so many days, he had finally found an opportunity—at least in Bei Chudao's eyes—and naturally wanted to thoroughly humiliate Qin Chuan and see his despair.
But now he saw no despair, no resentment, and even an extremely indifferent expression. This didn't make sense.
Shouldn't the other party be panicked? Shouldn't they be begging for mercy...?
"Insolence! Still so arrogant even when death is imminent," Bei Chu Shao said coldly.
If anyone hated Qin Chuan the most, it would definitely be Bei Chu Shao. He had been pampered since childhood, getting whatever he wanted, and had never suffered any hardship.
But Qin Chuan had broken his legs and slapped him, causing him not only great pain but also humiliation, and putting him at risk of being expelled from his family.
Therefore, he naturally hated Qin Chuan to the bone. Now, seizing the opportunity, a cruel smile appeared on his face. He wanted to make Qin Chuan die a miserable death, and his gaze kept drifting over Zhao Han.
He hadn't expected this woman to be so beautiful; the more he looked at her, the more alluring she became. With the Bei Chu family's resources, if he had met her earlier, she would definitely be his.
Now, he had no intention of letting her go, but it seemed this woman was already Qin Chuan's woman. Unfortunately, someone else had taken the lead, which naturally made him uncomfortable.
Qin Chuan looked at Bei Chu Shao, at his smug look, at his scolding, and at his frequent glances at Zhao Han, the meaning in his eyes was all too clear.
Qin Chu Dao stared at Bei Chu Shao with a cold smile.
Bei Chu Shao trembled under Qin Chu Dao's gaze: "Why are you looking at me? You're courting death!" *Whoosh
!*
Qin Chu Dao's figure split in two, rushing directly towards Bei Chu Shao with unimaginable speed.
Yin Yang Incarnation!
"You dare! You're courting death!" Bei Chu Dao trembled, roaring, and threw a punch at one of Qin Chu Dao's figures.
He could tell this figure was definitely real, so he wasn't too worried, but he was furious that Qin Chuan dared to attack at this time.
Huh?
Ah!
A gasp of surprise followed by a scream, because Bei Chu Shao had been kicked in the dantian by Qin Chuan. The powerful force not only destroyed Bei Chu Shao's cultivation but also his fertility.
The intense pain caused Bei Chu Shao to scream, curling up and struggling on the ground like a shrimp, a sight that pained Bei Chu Dao to the core.
This was, after all, his son, but now he was in such a miserable state. He was furious, incredibly angry, but he didn't understand why, even though he had blocked the other's true form...
The thought caused Bei Chudao's expression to shift, for he realized that both were true forms.
This was actually the embodiment of Yin and Yang, the interplay of Yin and Yang, reality and illusion. These two figures automatically switched; unless both disappeared simultaneously, eliminating one would never achieve the goal of destroying Qin Chuan.
Bei Chushao struggled, screaming in agony. Bei Chudao's heart ached; this was his son. To have his son beaten in front of him—he had never imagined such a day.
"Fine, very well, to hurt my child in front of me, you're very good." Bei Chudao was now furious, wanting to tear Qin Chuan to pieces.
"Even if he dies a thousand times, ten thousand times, it won't atone for his sins. And you, for failing to raise your son properly, deserve to die too. To hurt your child in front of you, what are you? Soon you'll know I'm going to kill you too," Qin Chuan said disdainfully.
Palace Master Wu's fists were clenched tightly. Looking at Bei Chushao's miserable state, he let out a long sigh. Bei Chushao wasn't dead, but now he was a cripple. Palace Master Wu felt it was better not to kill him for now; killing him would be too easy.
But Bei Chu Shao must die, he absolutely must die, preferably a agonizing death. He can't rest until he's dead, he can't give his family and children an explanation.
Actually, when Palace Master Wu saw him surrounded, he had already given up hope, only feeling guilty for implicating Qin Chuan, Zhao Han, and Lao Luo.
But now, he hadn't expected Qin Chuan to act directly, and right under Bei Chu Dao's nose, even with his intervention, he still managed to cripple Bei Chu Shao.
This shocked and delighted him; even if he died, it would be worth it, though he still felt he had implicated the three of them.
"You've been poisoned, you only have twelve hours to live. I wonder what you think now?" Bei Chu Dao gritted his teeth, looking at Qin Chuan.
"Heh!" Qin Chuan chuckled, his expression full of disdain.
"What are you laughing at? You're about to die. And you can still laugh?"
"You think you can kill me with this kind of low-grade poison?" Qin Chuan's tone was full of contempt.
Bei Chu Dao was stunned.
He was very confident in his poison, but upon hearing Qin Chuan's words, he was taken aback. He wondered if his disciple was saying this on purpose, or if he truly wasn't afraid of his poison.
He couldn't tell right now. After thinking for a moment, he decided to take matters into his own hands and kill them, regardless of whether the poison would actually kill them.
"I don't care if I can poison you to death, but I'm not waiting any longer. Alright, you can die now," Bei Chudao said, already walking towards Qin Chuan.