The Peerless Emperor (TPE)

In midair, Lin Qian twisted his body and delivered a powerful kick toward Qian Lang.

With the crimson-gold lightning soul force surging around his leg, it looked like a whip of divine retribution, striking Qian Lang with immense force.

Whoosh!

Qian Lang was sent hurtling toward the ground with such speed that the air itself seemed to scream in protest.

His body crashed into the earth, creating a deep crater upon impact. Despite being a Void Breaking Realm cultivator, Qian Lang's physical strength was no match for the unyielding ground, leaving him embedded in the soil.

Lin Qian descended gracefully from the sky, the binding ropes around his wrists loosening on their own. He clutched the ropes in his hand as he calmly walked toward the fallen Qian Lang.

At that moment, Qian Lang lay helpless in the pit, blood trickling from his mouth as he watched Lin Qian approach. His internal organs felt as if they were being torn apart, and several of his ribs were undoubtedly broken, leaving him completely immobilized.

The commotion from their battle had attracted a crowd of inner disciples, all curious to see what had transpired. Among them was Yuan Xiaoling, who had returned to witness the spectacle.

"Isn't that Qian Lang? Did Lin Qian really defeat him?" Yuan Xiaoling was stunned as he gazed at the motionless figure in the pit.

The other disciples who had gathered around were equally shocked when they realized what had happened.

Since Gao Benli's return, those who followed him had become untouchable within the sect.

Especially his sworn brothers, who were all Void Breaking Realm experts. Not even the true disciples dared to challenge them.

But now, one of them had been severely injured by Lin Qian, rendered incapable of standing.

"Lin Qian, the Young Emperor, has returned. The rumors were true after all."

"I heard that not long ago, Lin Qian also taught the Shi brothers a lesson. And now, he's defeated Qian Lang!"

The surrounding disciples whispered among themselves, feeling a sense of satisfaction. Many of them had long been frustrated by Gao Benli and his group, especially since Gao Benli, who was also from Wanxiang Sect, had returned with such arrogance.

"Boss, what should we do with him?" Lei Qian asked as he looked at the injured Qian Lang, a fierce glint in his eyes. "He clearly intended to kill you earlier. Should we..."

As he spoke, Lei Qian made a gesture as if cutting a throat.

"His fate is not for me to decide," Lin Qian replied coldly. He infused the binding ropes with his soul force and threw them at Qian Lang, securing him tightly.

"Let's take him to Maoqing Mountain and let Bai Ren deal with him personally," Lin Qian instructed, turning toward the flying corridor.

Lei Qian nodded in response, slinging the bound Qian Lang over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes.

As Lin Qian and Lei Qian walked through the crowd, the gathered disciples quickly made way for them.

"If Gao Benli's men harass you again, don't hesitate to fight back. If you can't win, come to Maoqing Mountain and find me," Lin Qian declared before leaving, his voice carrying a tone of authority.

The disciples watched in awe as Lin Qian and Lei Qian disappeared from sight, only snapping out of their daze after a few moments.

"I can't believe it. Lin Qian defeated Qian Lang, even though he's only in the Nirvana Realm?"

"I've heard that Ding Zhirong, Zhao Haiming, and the others grew stronger after receiving special training from Lin Qian. Now it seems like that might be true."

"Yeah, they say Lin Qian's training made them incredibly powerful."

Among the disciples, Yuan Xiaoling watched Lin Qian's retreating figure with a mix of surprise and admiration. "The Young Emperor Lin Qian is truly unfathomable. He bound his own hands and still easily defeated a Void Breaking Realm cultivator."

Unlike the others, Yuan Xiaoling knew that Lin Qian had deliberately tied his own hands as a way of humiliating Qian Lang, a fact that made the victory even more impressive.

Not long after, back at Maoqing Mountain.

Bang!

"Do with him as you see fit," Lei Qian said, tossing Qian Lang onto the ground in front of Bai Ren. Lin Qian stood nearby, his expression cold and unyielding.

Seeing the bound and helpless Qian Lang, Bai Ren's initial shock quickly turned into deep-seated hatred.

It was Qian Lang who had severed his legs, leaving him bedridden. To Qian Lang, Bai Ren had been nothing more than an ant.

Bai Ren vividly remembered asking Qian Lang why he hadn't killed him outright, and Qian Lang's chilling response echoed in his mind: "Kill you? I think it's more fun to cripple you and let you live as a useless cripple."

Now, the tables had turned. Bai Ren couldn't help but laugh as he looked down at Qian Lang. "You never imagined you'd end up in my hands, did you?"

"Don't worry, I won't kill you. But I will destroy your cultivation, so you can experience what it's like to be a cripple," Bai Ren said, his voice filled with venomous hatred.

"If you dare do that, my brother won't let you off. If you release me now, maybe you'll still get a quick death," Qian Lang taunted, even as he lay bound. "My brother's grandfather is the sect leader, a Life and Death Realm expert. You..."

Before Qian Lang could finish, Lin Qian stomped on his mouth, cutting off his words and shattering his teeth.

Blood filled Qian Lang's mouth, and his once-proud grin turned into a pained grimace.

Lin Qian crouched down, glaring at Qian Lang with a sinister smile. "Your so-called brother, Gao Benli, and his grandfather? They mean nothing to me, got that?"

With that, Lin Qian patted Qian Lang's cheek mockingly. "Don't believe me? After Bai Ren cripples you, I'll send you back to your brother. Then you can see for yourself if they can do anything to me."

"He's all yours," Lin Qian said as he stood up, turning to leave. He headed toward the small house that led to the hidden cave where his master, Wei Wushuang, was in seclusion.

Lin Qian had decided to seek his master and see if there was a way to accelerate his recovery.