Qin Yi was the Fifth Elder’s disciple, but no one believed her, and the Fifth Elder was absent to prove it.
Qin Yi stood still throughout the debate. His inaction angered Tang Qixin, causing her to turn away in frustration.
Qin Yi snapped back to reality, hearing the Hall Master's verdict.
"What?! You have no right to imprison me!" he protested angrily.
"My judgments are always fair unless you can prove you're the Fifth Elder’s disciple," the Hall Master said with unyielding calm.
"I haven’t even started practicing the techniques my master gave me."
Qin Yi hadn’t learned anything from Liu Hao yet. Without starting the "Thunderous Sword Art," he had no techniques to show, leaving him defenseless.
"No proof? Then add the charge of impersonating a disciple," the Hall Master declared coldly, causing the temperature to drop sharply, making Qin Yi and his companions uncomfortable.
"Take him away!" The Hall Master waved his hand, and two black-robed men seized Qin Yi.
"Let me go! I can walk myself!" Qin Yi shouted, breaking free, his eyes filled with killing intent.
"Tang Qixin, tell my master to come save me," Qin Yi shouted to her, afraid she might not hear, "And don't miss me too much! I’ll be fine." With that, he and the black-robed men vanished.
"Always making jokes, even now!" Tang Qixin shook her head, deeply worried. She knew Bloodcloud Prison was a terrifying place, meant for high-level criminals, its name deriving from its heavy blood aura.
"You two, go accept your punishments," the Hall Master commanded. Tang Qixin and Guan Po had no choice but to comply.
Bloodcloud Prison.
"Boy, this is where you'll stay. Get in," a black-robed man shoved Qin Yi, making him stumble. The surrounding inmates laughed mockingly.
"What’s so funny? We’re all prisoners here!" Qin Yi retorted, uncaring.
"Newcomer with blood-red hair and a temper, huh?" a burly man with visible scars remarked. Qin Yi glanced at him but ignored him.
Surveying his surroundings, Qin Yi lamented, "This place is terrible, nothing here... so shabby," he thought.
"Law Enforcement Hall Master, wait till my master returns. I’ll make you pay!" Qin Yi resolved, sitting cross-legged and activating his "Spiritual Qi Art" to absorb ambient spiritual energy for cultivation.
"Cough!"
Across from Qin Yi, a long-haired figure coughed and opened his eyes, gazing at Qin Yi terrifyingly. Silence fell over the prison.
The figure soon closed his eyes again, as if in a deep, motionless sleep.
Chapter Thirteen: The Demon-Banishing Whip
"Huh?! What's happening?" Qin Yi wondered. He noticed his body was absorbing the blood aura from the prison, merging it into his being.
Curious, Qin Yi looked arou
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