The next day, Qin Ming had a good sleep. He woke up feeling refreshed and prepared to leave the Qixin Sect.
"Brother, can you not leave?" Qin Qing knew that Qin Ming was going to leave, so she pestered him and said.
Qin Ming patted his sister's head and said,
"Be good. I will be back soon. I will not be gone for a long time!"
"Then take me with you!" Qin Qing said.
"No!" Qin Ming deliberately put on a stern face. "I'm not going to play. I'm going to do something. You stay here. I'll bring you good food when I come back."
"I'm a Martial Grand Master Stage now, so I won't cause you any trouble. Just bring me there!" Qin Qing began to use the Great Cooking Technique again.
Qin Ming shook Qin Qing's hand away and said coldly: "No, this time I can't bring you there no matter what! Don't even think about it!"
"If you don't want to go, then so be it. What's there to be angry about!" Qin Qing pouted and said.
"Alright, don't cry. I brought you a lot of delicious food and nice clothes. Do you think it's okay?" Qin Ming saw that his sister was about to cry and quickly coaxed her.
After Qin Ming signed a series of unfair treaties, Qin Qing finally agreed not to follow.
Qin Ming said, "This time I did not tell father. You tell them so that they won't worry."
"Alright!" Qin Qing agreed.
Qin Ming waved his hand and left on the main road alone.
Looking at her brother's departing figure, Qin Qing's eyes were filled with tears. She had never been separated from her brother before. This time, she didn't know how long it would take for her brother to return.
Qin Ming was walking on the road to the Qixin Sect. Although he was reluctant to part with his brother, he knew that this trip was of great importance. This was only a temporary farewell.
Very soon, Qin Ming calmed himself down and returned to the time when he was alone.
However, this time, he knew that he had his parents and sister behind him. His heart was very calm. Unlike his previous life, he was alone. On the surface, he looked glorious, but in fact, he was lonely.
As Qin Ming travelled day and night, he arrived at the territory of Qixin Sect in just a week's time.
At such a long distance, the Qixin Sect was still trying their best to destroy the Qin Family. It seemed like this scorpion organization was determined to destroy the Qin Family.
Qin Ming believed that the secret of the scorpion organization would shake the heavens and earth.
After arriving at the place, Qin Ming wasn't in a hurry. He found an inn with a lot of people and settled down.
After resting for a night, Qin Ming drank tea at the inn and listened to the Martial Cultivator bragging nearby.
The reason why he stayed in the inn was to hear if there was any news about the Qixin Sect.
After listening for a long time, although most of the news about the Qixin Sect had been heard by Qin Ming, he already knew.
Just as Qin Ming left in disappointment, the Martial Cultivator discussion at a table attracted his attention.
"Why do you think the elders want us to investigate the Qixin Sect? Isn't it because we ate too much?" A Martial Cultivator complained.
"What else? Our Zhenqi Sect is responsible for killing the devil, isn't it right for us to investigate the Qixin Sect?"
The Martial Cultivator who was wearing black clothes said as if it was a matter of course.
The Martial Cultivator curled its lips and said disdainfully, "Those elders who have no interest in killing devils are so proactive. They really want to publicize what they have done.
What those devils have done might be possible. And far less than them?"
"Stop talking. If the elders hear you, you'll be finished. It's not like you don't know what the elders are capable of!" The black-clothed Martial Cultivator said anxiously.
Thinking of the elder's terror, the Martial Cultivator suddenly shivered. It began to change the topic, no longer talking about the sect's matters.