Chapter 1203: I, Ye Qing, Am The Murderer

“Thirty Six Heavenly Astral Orthodox God Spell”

All thirty-six wine people threw a punch at Ye Qing.

Thirty-six punches equaled thirty-six stars. They covered the sky and outshone even the sun and the moon.

“A child’s play!”

Ye Qing wore a playful expression as he opened his hand wide and continued forward.

The thirty-six stars kept shrinking as they flew toward Ye Qing. It wasn’t long before they sank into his palm and elicited not even the slightest reaction whatsoever.

One might say that his hand was the nine heavens, capable of hiding the sun, the moon, and the stars.

The next moment, Ye Qing clenched his hand and crushed all thirty-six wine people into bits. They returned to wine and splashed all across the table and the floor, filling the entire room with a fragrant aroma.

At the exit, the blood drained away from the God Medium’s face.

She was blanching not just because the spell she had spent so long to draw had been crushed in an instant, but also because the young man was compressing the surrounding space and air currents as well. She was pinned in place as if she was trapped inside a cage, unable to move a step even though the exit was right in front of her.

Crack crack crack!

A series of cracks broke out as the God Medium’s face began breaking apart like porcelain. Golden sparks flew out from the cracks and transformed into incense dust when they made contact with the air.

The cracks kept widening and spreading until the God Medium exploded and filled the air with incense dust.

She wasn’t dead though. A few breaths later, a few wisps of green smoke reconstituted the God Medium.

Right now, the God Medium was surrounded by smoke and sparks. She also gave off the thick scent of incense sticks.

“What is the meaning of this, scion?”

The God Medium asked in a low, tight voice amidst the incense smoke.

“I thought you already knew?” Ye Qing countered. When he got up to his feet, the table and the chair abruptly crumbled into fine powder. “You do not have an ounce of sincerity in you, and I never planned on letting you live in the first place.”

The God Medium’s pupils contracted into pins. He was right. She was plotting against him. Everything she said earlier was just a ruse to deceive Ye Qing.

The God Medium possessed a Strange Artifact called the Oath Deceiver. It was created from the eyeball of the Ancient-class Stranger, the Oath Cat. As its name implied, it was a Strange Artifact used to subvert oaths. To give an example, let’s say she made an oath with someone swearing that she would carry out certain conditions. No matter what oath she swore, the oath witness—even the Oathbearer or the Heavenly Way—would not discover her deception, allowing her to break the oath anytime she wanted without being punished for it.

Originally, her plan was to agree to all of Ye Qing’s conditions and swear an oath using the Oath Deceiver. After she earned his trust and escaped, she would gather all the elites of her inn to attack Ye Qing and take revenge.

Her plan had failed, however. Somehow, the young man had discovered her deception. She could not figure out how he did it.

This was not the time to think about this though. Her plot was exposed, and Ye Qing would surely kill her for it. So, she decided to act first and summoned the image of a deity surrounded by incense smoke behind her.

The image was about three hundred meters tall. It possessed the face of a woman but the body of a man. They were standing on auspicious clouds and carrying an incense furnace on one hand.

The next moment, the deity blew at the incense furnace. Sparks flew everywhere and sank into the guests’ bodies before they could react.

“Incense God Channeling Spell”

The reason the God Medium was called the God Medium was because she was an expert in requesting a deity’s aid or channeling them via the power of wishes.

She couldn’t just channel a deity into herself either. She could also channel a deity into other people and take control of them.

Right now, everyone in the restaurant had been affected by the spell and become possessed by a deity. On one hand, they were much stronger than they were. On the other hand, they were so weak and fragile that there was only so much incense power and divine might they could bear. In fact, it wouldn’t take long before their minds burned out, and their bodies crumbled into nothing.

It did not matter to the God Medium though. She just needed them to delay Ye Qing for a moment. Their lives were not her concern whatsoever.

The image of the god pointed, and everyone charged toward Ye Qing. Terrifying shockwaves and divine power instantly turned everything inside the building into powder.

Ye Qing did not even look at the guests though. He simply tapped his finger and summoned a yin and a yang demonic thought into existence. They formed a yin yang mill and rotated in reverse.

Buzz!

An invisible power washed out into the surroundings, and the incense power controlling the guests’ minds were ground into bits just like that.

Since the incense power was gone, the spell was interrupted as a matter of course. The guests immediately collapsed to the ground.

“Impossible! Aren’t you a Great Grandmaster?”

The God Medium’s eyes bulged in disbelief. She thought that he was a Great Grandmaster, a physical-based warrior, so how was his spirit so strong enough to scatter her incense power and interrupt her Incense God Channeling Spell? Even she, a Great Trueman, was no match for him in her best area!

“Who said that a Great Grandmaster couldn’t know a mental art or two?”

Ye Qing smirked and took one step forward, appearing outside the restaurant instantly. Then, he looked up at the image of the deity in the air and rotated his finger. The heaven turned clockwise for yang, and the earth turned anti-clockwise for yin. Together, they represented the reversal of yin and yang and the reverse journey of all beings.

In an instant, pain exploded inside and outside the God Medium’s body. She felt like an ant whose mind was about to be torn asunder, and she was incapable to resist or struggle out of the mill of heaven and earth.

She was a Great Trueman though. She wasn’t going to surrender to her fate so easily.

The image of the deity raised the incense furnace they were holding and tipped it over. What looked like an infinite stream of starfire immediately poured down from the sky and transformed into a sea of divine fire.

However, even the sea of divine fire was shrinking and dimming to the grinding of the yin yang mill. Cracks were spreading across the image of the deity as well.

“You can’t kill me! You can’t! Westwind won’t let you go!”

The God Medium howled as she struggled with all her might, “Let me go! Let me go!”

“Wanna guess if I will let Westwind go?”

Ye Qing kept smiling as he rotated his fingers, causing more and more cracks to appear on her body. “You and your lot actually thought that I would be easy, didn’t you? You really thought that I’m a pushover that anyone can take a bite out of.”

“No! Mercy!”

At that moment, God Medium truly felt death breathing down on her neck. She knew with every fiber of her body that Ye Qing was going to kill her.

“Rest in peace. Many more will join you shortly.”

Ye Qing did not want to waste time on this woman, so he tapped his finger one last time. The mill of heaven and earth let out a resounding groan, and the God Medium let out a bloodcurdling scream. She was ground into pieces and killed in both body and mind just like that.

𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖

After killing the God Medium, Ye Qing slowly turned around and looked at the Westwind Restaurant. Then, he tapped his finger.

It sounded like someone was tapping on a wooden door, but it wasn’t a request for the host to open the door. No, it was a death knell.

The next moment, every enemy in the vicinity—the Westwind Inn killers lurking in the distant crowds, the Waiters and Cooks shivering inside their secret rooms, and even the restaurant Shopkeeper who was running away using a secret passage—suddenly froze in their tracks. Their pupils contracted into pins, and the light in their eyes went out once and for all. They then collapsed to the ground and died just like that.

Those who had no part in the matter such as the innocent

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people who were just dining in the restaurant until shit broke out were perfectly fine though.

Despite being perfectly fine, the

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people were still scared shitless. Glancing back and forth between Ye Qing and those people who had suddenly dropped dead, they thought for sure that the young man was going to kill them next; to keep them from breathing a word of his murder of the God Medium, the Ghost Doctor and more.

For a time, everyone bore an ashen expression of despair on their face.

Suddenly, a clear voice entered their ears:

“Remember this well. I, Ye Qing, am the murderer.”

“Also, I’m a twenty-five years[1] old youngster, not a seventy or eighty year old man. Don’t forget...”

1. Wait, he’s 25 already? Thought he was 22 or something. Oh well. ☜