Chapter 652: Unfit for Respectable Circles

The Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms completely turned the tide—Happy’s strength had now reached the level of the Wuwei Realm. With just one palm strike, even ordinary experts at the Wuwei Realm found it hard to resist, let alone the ordinary disciples of Lingxiao Palace.
In the blink of an eye, over a hundred people from Lingxiao Palace fell at Happy’s hands, with many more injured to varying degrees. The scene was chaotic, and Lingxiao Palace’s momentum was severely disrupted.
“Kill him!”
“Under no circumstances can we let him leave unscathed today!”
Many experts from Lingxiao Palace stepped into the fight!
After taking a deep breath, Li Qing turned away and said to Qin Qing and the others, “Palace Master! We can’t sit idly by any longer! If we can’t keep Happy today, Lingxiao Palace’s reputation will be completely ruined. Not only will its prestige plummet in the Central Plains martial world, suffering heavy losses, but even foreign forces and guilds will no longer regard us as before…”
“I know.”
Qin Qing’s expression was grave.
Clearly, Happy’s strength had improved significantly since the battle at Hero’s Villa. Dressed in blue, he remained calm amidst the chaos, moving with grace as if untouched—even Li Qing was sent flying with a single strike!
This far exceeded her expectations; the current situation only added to her distress.
She had intended to uphold the dignity of the Lingxiao Palace Master, but it was clear she could no longer watch idly as things worsened.
“Let’s join forces.”
“Go!”
Qin Qing removed her loose robe, revealing her graceful figure beneath, yet her cold and imposing expression was enough to deter the unwanted thoughts of the many men around her.
Li Qing took his gaze off Qin Qing, and the two stepped into the fight…
“Disciples of Lingxiao Palace, retreat!”
At Qin Qing’s command, the disciples attacking Happy retreated as if pardoned, helping their injured comrades leave as well.
They had given up on Happy. With their strength, they couldn’t even touch his clothes—instead, they faced powerful palm strikes from experts at the Wuwei Realm, fierce and overwhelming.
Only Happy, Qin Qing, and Li Qing remained in the open space in front of the hall…
Happy’s gaze sharpened as he decisively halted his attack, fixing his eyes on Qin Qing.
“I’ve never had the chance to see Palace Master Qin’s skills. I hear she masters the essence of Qimen Dunjia. Today, Happy wants to experience just how remarkable it is.”
The brilliance of Qimen Dunjia lay in its unpredictability. Combined with Li Qing’s mastery of the “Nine Swords of Dugu,” it still gave him a sense of urgency.
But sadly…

His past experience fighting Linghu Chong left Happy with a deep impression of the “Nine Swords of Dugu,” making him far superior to Li Qing. As for the Art of Secret Strategies, it depended on Qin Qing’s personal understanding; if it wasn’t very high, it posed little threat. Still, he found their teamwork somewhat novel.

Moreover, after mastering the “Nine Yang Divine Skill,” Happy’s body was surrounded by an invisible layer of Nine Yang protection, no less effective than ordinary top-tier protective barriers, with an endless supply of internal energy. Now, even when activating the Little Dragon form at any time, Happy could maintain it for a long period without exhausting his energy. Even when using a powerful move like “The Arrogant Dragon Regrets,” he could recover his energy in a short time, doubling the strength of his “Eighteen Palms to Subdue the Dragon.”

Yet he had held back from attacking until this moment. This unprecedented strike against the Lingxiao Palace was aimed at deterring and punishing Qin Qing’s growing ambitions. There were also several other purposes: to intimidate the First-Class Hall in the north… On the side of the Wind and Rain Alliance, there was that woman, Meng Yun… And finally, to make foreign forces realize that the Central Plains were not under the control of the Lingxiao Palace! If they thought they could stay safe by hiding under its protection, Happy would shatter their delusions today!

…

“Qin Qing has long wanted to experience the strength of the world’s greatest master, ‘Happy.’”

“Then what are we waiting for?”

As soon as those words were spoken, Qin Qing raised his hands, and two beams of light suddenly flashed, blinding Happy. At the same time, he vanished in a swirl, taking advantage of the moment Happy had his eyes closed.

Li Qing let out a loud roar as his sword sliced through the air!

In that instant of closing his eyes, the dread of being targeted by a venomous snake sent a chill down Happy’s spine.

“Just in time!”

Happy laughed heartily. Facing the fierce sword energy, the main hall of the Lingxiao Palace became eerily still. Many corpses and shattered walls on the ground were instantly sucked into the black tornado that appeared out of nowhere.

Whoosh!!!

The black tornado gathered debris from the ground, quickly forming a huge black dragon made of Lingxiao Palace disciples’ corpses. Its powerful suction force continued to exert astonishing strength.

Roar!!!

Amidst the dragon’s roar, Li Qing’s sword struck the black dragon, creating a hole, but he immediately felt an incredible suction force coming from the sword itself. His grip tightened, and his sword nearly slipped from his hand. His internal energy was instantly sealed, forcing him to fall into the black dragon’s maw.

In terror, Li Qing heard a loud laugh reaching his ears:

“Hahaha……In the art of swordsmanship, only an ‘Emperor’ is truly remarkable! Your ‘Nine Swords of Solitude’ is still far from good enough!”
“You…”
An inexplicable fury filled his chest, but before Li Qing could retaliate, he was kicked several times in the chest amidst the chaos. He flew out like a kite with its string cut, tumbling away from the black dragon.
This time, the force was immense. Li Qing felt as if his chest had been struck by lightning. After several blows, he couldn’t help but spit out blood. He crashed heavily to the ground, leaving a trench several meters long, stopping in front of Qin Yun and the others.
There was no sign of disappointment on Li Qing’s face. He quickly got up and stared hopefully at the giant black tornado in the sky…
Happy had focused on him for quite some time—now the Palace Master should have a chance to act!
Sure enough!
The moment Li Qing was flung out, the black tornado trembled violently before collapsing spectacularly under everyone’s eyes… Countless corpses fell to the ground.
Yet…
After the tornado disappeared, the scene before them made Li Qing’s smile freeze instantly, while Qin Yun and the others paled!
Whoosh!
A desolate cold wind blew across the main hall of Lingxiao Palace.
Happy and Qin Qing stood face to face on the ground surrounded by hundreds of corpses, speechless.
Amidst heavy gasps, the many martial artists outside the hall clearly saw Qin Qing’s delicate neck firmly held in Happy’s palm!
Happy remained calm, touching Qin Qing’s fair neck like a lover, with a faint smile on his face: “Palace Master Qin, the art of Qimen Dunjia is ultimately just a fringe practice, unworthy of high esteem…”
At that moment, his voice suddenly vanished. His lips moved as if he whispered something to Qin Qing…
Qin Qing’s face turned deathly pale. Her body trembled as she stared in disbelief at Happy’s eyes and mouth, her lips gradually parting!
“Make your decision.”
Happy smiled slightly.
A group of Lingxiao Palace elders who were about to rush in to rescue her saw Qin Qing motioning for them to stop.