I Want to Burn the Sky

Guu Feng wanted to let Hun Tianqi know that he, Guu Feng, was the patriarch of this bloodline, and Hun Tianqi was nothing in this place!    

Guu Feng's words caused Hun Tianqi's expression to become even colder. He didn't expect that Guu Feng, who he didn't even put in his eyes, would actually dare to speak rudely to him!    

Just like what Guu Feng had said, Guu Feng was the patriarch of this bloodline, and Hun Tianqi was nothing!    

But even so, Hun Tianqi wouldn't leave so easily. An outsider becoming the patriarch of this branch was a great opportunity to subdue this branch.    

Hun Xuan handed the position of patriarch to an outsider, and Hun Tianqi, as the prince, took back this bloodline. Even if it was placed in the entire Soul Clan, no one would be able to say anything about it.    

Guu Feng becoming the patriarch was his excuse to subdue this bloodline. Because of this, he, Hun Tianqi, would never let go of this opportunity.    

Hun Tianqi continued to speak coldly to Guu Feng, "bastard, don't be so arrogant here. Do you think you are qualified to be the patriarch of Soul Clan? Speaking of which, you should submit to me!"    

"Kid, I believe you know Qin Zhan."    

" Speaking of which, Qin Zhan's daughter is really shameless. She actually married a man from the Pattern Clan. "    

Hearing Hun Tianqi's words, Guu Feng frowned slightly. "What? You said that Qin Zhan is a member of the Soul Race?"    

How could Guu Feng not know Linger's father and father-in-law?    

It was just that Guu Feng had always thought that Qin Zhan and Qin Ling were both members of the Pattern Clan, but now, Hun Tianqi said that Qin Zhan was from the Soul Clan.    

Looking at Guu Feng's shocked expression, Hun Tianqi said with a proud smile.    

"Are you surprised? Back when Qin Zhan stole my Soul Clan Holy Artifact, Nine-floor Spirit Pavilion, I sent Hun Dongzhu to secretly chase him back, but he didn't manage to get it back in the end."    

"However, the numerous clues indicate that the Nine-floor Spirit Pavilion is with you, Guu Feng. Take it out!"    

After listening to Hun Tianqi's words, Guu Feng said to a person beside him, "Go, let Linger come here."    

Guu Feng had a vague feeling that what Hun Tianqi said should be true.    

After all, the Nine-floor Spirit Pavilion was in Qin Zhan's hands.    

However, Guu Feng would never believe that Hun Tianqi said that Qin Zhan had stolen the Nine-floor Spirit Pavilion.    

This was because he believed in Qin Zhan's character. Qin Zhan would never do such a thing. Furthermore, this nine-story building belonged to Hun Xuan's bloodline.    

Guu Feng looked at Hun Tianqi and retorted, "I think the one who stole the Nine-floor Spirit Pavilion wasn't the City Lord Qin Zhan, but you, Hun Tianqi."    

"The Nine-floor Spirit Pavilion was originally our Holy Artifact. I heard from Xuaner that it was Hun Dongzhu who stole the Nine-floor Spirit Pavilion, and you are the patriarch of Hun Dongzhu's bloodline. The mastermind behind all of this is naturally you."    

"If what you said is true, Qin Zhan is a member of the Soul Race, and one of your bloodlines. It makes sense for you to send Hun Dongzhu to steal the Nine-floor Spirit Pavilion, and then let Qin Zhan take care of it."    

"But you framed City Lord Qin Zhan for stealing the Nine-floor Spirit Pavilion. How shameless!"    

"My father-in-law, Qin Zhan, is frank and upright. He would never do such a despicable thing!"    

Guu Feng's words were firm and forceful.    

"Now I have already sent someone to invite Linger. When Linger comes, you have to make things clear. I do not wish for anyone to ruin his reputation after his father-in-law's death!"    

Hun Tianqi smiled coldly. "Good. It is even better if you let Qin Ling come. Coincidentally, I also have someone who wants to meet her."    

While they were talking, Qin Ling had already come under the lead of the guard.    

At this moment, Hun Tianqi touched his storage ring. In the next moment, a figure flew out and stumbled onto the ground.    

Hun Tianqi looked at the figure and sneered, "Qin Wu, let's see if this girl is your niece."    

The person who was thrown out of the storage ring was a man in his forties or fifties. Hearing Hun Tianqi's words, the man narrowed his eyes and looked at Qin Ling.    

He looked at Qin Ling for a while and said, "From the looks of it, she really looks like my younger brother Qin Zhan. Your name is Qin Ling? I am your uncle!"    

Guu Feng looked at Qin Ling gently, "Linger, do you know him?"    

Guu Feng also looked at the man who called himself Qin Ling's uncle.    

Qin Ling looked at the man for a while and shook her head.    

After all, Qin Ling went to Floating Cloud City at a very young age. How could she know this person?    

But that person did not panic. He took out half a jade pendant from his body.    

"Linger, even if you don't know me, you should know this half jade pendant."    

With just a glance, Qin Ling's gaze was attracted by the jade pendant.    

"This... is a pair with my father's jade pendant!"    

As she spoke, Qin Ling touched her body and also took out half of the jade pendant.    

That person threw the jade pendant in his hand towards Guu Feng and Guu Feng raised his hand to catch it and passed it to Qin Ling.    

Qin Ling put the two jade pendants together and the pattern on the fracture was completely consistent.    

At this time, the man laughed and said, "If you said you had doubts before, you should believe me now."    

"I... am your big uncle, and you are a member of the Soul Race!"    

Qin Ling's big uncle looked towards Hun Tianqi respectfully, then said, "Niece Qin Ling, this is the patriarch of our race. Quickly come and pay your respects to the patriarch."    

At this moment, Qin Ling was stunned on the spot. For a moment, she knew the identity of her Soul Clan, and she was unable to accept the fact that she had such a big uncle.    

Qin Ling's big uncle said arrogantly, "Qin Ling, your father Qin Zhan stole the Nine-floor Spirit Pavilion and brought shame to our family. Such a thing is definitely a disgrace to our Qin Family."    

"If that Qin Zhan didn't die, it wouldn't be wrong for me to kill him as the elder brother."    

"But since that disappointing fellow is dead, I won't pursue the matter any further."    

"Now, you will submit to the Twenty-third Royal Highness, and at the same time, make this kid lead the Soul Clan to surrender."    

"This can also be considered as a chance to atone for his crimes, and also a chance for this kid to live."    

"Otherwise, when the Twenty-third Prince attacks, all of you will have to die!"    

When the words of the so-called big uncle Qin Ling were spoken, a flame of fury burned within Qin Ling's beautiful eyes.    

"What did you say? You said that my father stole the Nine-floor Spirit Pavilion, and that he was a criminal of the Soul Clan?"    

"Even if you are my uncle, can you be so shameless?"    

"I clearly remember what my father said. The Nine-floor Spirit Pavilion is under someone's protection, and my father would never do such a despicable thing!"    

"But you, in order to survive, you have to submit to this so-called Twenty-third Prince. You are the true shameless scum of our Qin Family!"    

"You want me to persuade Mr. Guu Feng? What a joke! I support every decision Mr. Guu Feng makes!"    

Although Qin Ling was usually gentle, it did not mean that she was weak and could be bullied.    

Her father, Qin Zhan, and her husband Guu Feng were the reverse scale that she could not touch.    

As for the man who claimed to be her uncle, he had touched Qin Ling's reverse scale at the same time. How could Qin Ling not be angry!    

Hearing Qin Ling's firm and powerful counterattacks, the man who called himself Qin Ling's uncle was somewhat stunned. Hun Tianqi's expression also became colder and colder.    

A gloomy voice sounded from Hun Tianqi's mouth, "A b * tch who does not know what is happening, she is courting death!"    

As he spoke, a ferocious skull shadow condensed in Hun Tianqi's palm. In the next moment, with the sound of ghosts crying, the skull that bared its fangs charged towards Qin Ling.    

He looked at the ferocious skeleton that was attacking Qin Ling.    

Guu Feng roared loudly. At the same time, he threw a Mountain Hand at the ferocious skull.    

"Rumble!"    

The Mountain Hand was like a mountain as it hit the ferocious skeleton. The ferocious skeleton that was about to devour Qin Ling instantly turned into a black fog.    

The speed of the skeleton's head smashing towards Qin Ling was too fast. Furthermore, Hun Tianqi's attack was decisive and caught everyone off guard.    

If it wasn't for Guu Feng's Mountain Hand, the ferocious skeleton would have been able to seriously injure Qin Ling.