Immortality: Raising an Ant Queen to Cultivate by increasing stat points

The coachman was an overbearing servant.

Relying on the power of his master, upon hearing Qin Niu’s mockery, his face immediately darkened, and he directly rebuked Qin Niu for not understanding the rules.

His eyes were fierce, his tone was harsh, much like a hound at the command of its master.

Before Qin Niu could act, Xiao Qing had already dashed forward like lightning, throwing punches at the coachman left and right.

Smack-smack.

Both slaps resonated loudly.

After striking the man, she retreated to Qin Niu’s side, her face coldly fixating on the coachman.

Although she was just a maidservant, by following Qin Niu in cultivation and conduct, she had unwittingly picked up some of Qin Niu’s ways.

In her eyes, Qin Niu was the sky, the master, not to be offended by anyone.

A coachman, daring to insult her master.

If the lord is worried, the servant is shamed; if the lord is insulted, the servant dies.

Whoever offended Qin Niu, she was willing to risk her life. Not for anything else, but to defend the dignity of her master.

“You, you little girl, dare to lay your hands on me? I’ll tear you apart,” said the coachman.

The coachman, after taking the two powerful slaps, already had a swollen face.

Xiao Qing was at the peak of the Mortal Realm in her cultivation, which would have made her a formidable presence even in the Yan Family’s Protector team.

The strength of her slap was no joke.

Even a wild wolf could be knocked out with a slap from her.

Seeing his servant being hit, the Fourth Master He’s face became extremely displeased, filled with murderous intent.

He was ready to teach these two young people, who didn’t know the immensity of heaven and earth, a lesson.

When the coachman charged at Xiao Qing, not only did the Fourth Master He not stop him, he tacitly permitted it.

Xiao Qing looked to Qin Niu.

“Show no mercy.”

Qin Niu uttered just three words, light yet heavy with significance.

Since he had decided to accept the one hundred mu of public farmland, he had prepared for all the hard battles that lay ahead.

This world was inherently survival of the fittest.

Even if one were awarded one hundred mu of good farmland, if one didn’t have the ability to take it over, the government definitely wouldn’t care.

As long as the government transferred the deed to Qin Niu, they would have fulfilled their duty.

Everything else was for Qin Niu to handle on his own.

Xiao Qing had not expected her master to order her to kill.

Though hesitating slightly, her treasured sword was already drawn. Against the coachman who held a dagger and charged over with the intent to fight to the death, her sword covered the opponent’s vital points with flickering, elusive light.

She was executing the Seven-Star Sword Technique.

However, because she hadn’t practiced for long, and had no guidance, it still appeared somewhat naive.

Yet, to kill this coachman, it was enough.

“Ugh… heh heh…”

The coachman, clutching his neck, had blood pouring continuously from his throat.

Blood seeped through the gaps in his fingers, quickly staining the back of his hand red.

The coachman stared with eyes full of terror and resentment at the cold and ruthless Xiao Qing.

He truly hadn’t expected that someone would actually dare to commit murder.

For Xiao Qing, this was her first kill, and it was clear that she was nervous.

After killing the man, she experienced a strong sense of unease and physical discomfort.

“Well done.

Qin Niu stroked her head, and Xiao Qing’s uneasiness was relieved by many degrees.”

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Receiving her master’s affirmation was like having a calming pill for her heart.

Murder was against the law, and the killer must pay with their life; this belief was deeply ingrained in people’s hearts.

However, Qin Niu was no longer an ordinary Insect Master but a noble of the highest rank.

Not to mention that the coachman had offended him first; even without any offense, just an irreverent glance was enough to justify an on-the-spot execution.

After understanding the situation, the authorities would merely regard it as the death of a chicken or a duck.

“Xiao Qing, remember, when reason cannot resolve an issue, as long as our strength is formidable enough, we can use force at any time. Today marks the beginning of your true experience of the law of the jungle,” he said.

Qin Niu calmly soothed her, enlightening her with his words.

He didn’t even spare another glance at the fallen coachman and the extremely terrified He Sire.

To him now, a commoner was truly like an ant.

Crushing one to death carried no burden at all, neither mentally nor legally.

“You dare to commit violence in broad daylight, just you wait,” He Sire said.

He pulled out a dagger, cut the reins, sprang onto the horse, and fled in panic toward the direction of the village.

One could see an expanse of buildings there.

In the depths, that castle-like complex was likely the He Family stronghold.

“Take this message to the head of the He Family: I, Qin Niu, do not wish to cause trouble, but I am not afraid of it either. I’ve claimed these hundred acres of good land. If the He Family dares to play tricks and obstruct me, I won’t hesitate to level the He Family,” he declared.

These were words of great dominance.

They were fundamentally different from the bluster of He Sire when he first alighted from the carriage.

He Sire was merely posturing; to put it crudely, it was all an act. Qin Niu, however, carried himself with a dignified air, his grandeur understated.

The stern words he spoke were backed by formidable strength.

The battle with Elder Jiu Yin had been of great help to him, making his own power crystal clear.

In these lands, he might already be an invincible presence.

That’s because he had too many aces up his sleeve.

He had the Ink Blade and the Treasure Armor, the insects and Beast Pet, and the Ancient Banyan Tree.

At the same time, he possessed Blade Technique martial skills and had reached the second level of the Innate Realm.

In terms of status, he enjoyed the dual privileges of being an Insect Master and a first-class noble.

All these factors combined gave him the strength to face any local family head-on.

And his chances of winning were very good.

As long as these families did not have hidden elder ancestors as their backbone, he was almost guaranteed victory.

Moreover, he was not overbearing in his actions, always abiding by the rules.

In matters of morality, he always held the high ground.

He Sire, mounted on his horse, trembled at Qin Niu’s words, almost falling off in fright.

What kind of tough customer had he provoked?

This Insect Master named Qin Niu was either young and overly arrogant, or he truly had the capability to back his words.

Even Yan Ruohai of the Yan Family wouldn’t dare to make such a bold claim of flattening the He Family.

After fleeing back to the He Family in a panic, the first thing He Sire did was order a gathering of all the Protectors in the family. He himself went straight into the family’s ancestral hall.

He Sire’s father had died relatively young.

It was said that this was because He Sire’s grandfather had been unrestrained in his desires, even taking a cousin as his wife, leading to congenital deficiencies in He Sire’s father from birth.

Despite the family’s efforts, the former family head of the He Family still only lived to be fifty before passing away.

Fortunately, the last family head of the He Family had many sons despite his weak constitution; he was quite the ladies’ man and had seven sons.

The He Family’s seven sons managed all the family’s affairs, which allowed the family’s business to continue to flourish.

Currently, no successor to the family head had been chosen.

By tradition, it was usually the eldest son who inherited the family business.

But since the seven sons of the He Family had been managing affairs from an early age, each held a certain amount of power and influence and none acknowledged the others’ superiority.

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