Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

The question confirmed his identity as a devil.

Maybe it was not steam demons but other kinds of devils.

In the World of the Fist God, there were many kinds of demons that could threaten the iron fists, not just the mechanical demons and the steam demons—these were the two most famous ones.

When a devil wanted to find another devil, its purpose was obvious.

"Don't tell it!"

Gus somehow found the courage to hug his sister and scream, "Sister, it is taking advantage of you. Don't be corrupted anymore. Wake up!"

"I, I…"

Grey was struggling. Cold sweat was flowing on her young face. She stared at Lu Qingchen, deep in thought.

With a smile that was not a smile, Lu Qingchen observed the world carefully.

"You—you are taking advantage of us."

Grey repeated what Gus had said.

It was not a question but a confirmation.

She suddenly discovered something.

"You can't leave."

She mumbled, "You crawled out of the steam ball, but you don't have legs. Your lower body is full of smoke, and you are still stuck in the steam ball. As long as we don't move the steam ball, you won't be able to go anywhere.

"Therefore, you need us to help you hold the steam ball as your feet!

The bold girl's pale face gradually turned red in excitement because she had discovered the weakness of the devil.

"Uh…"

Lu Qingchen scratched his head in distress. "In fact, it's not as serious as you think. If I were to leave, I could still destroy the steam ball and crawl into it. However, such a violent intrusion could easily expose my traces and be discovered by the defense system of the Fist King, Little Ming, and Wenwen. That's all.

"Forget it. You're right for now. So?"

"Therefore, we can make a deal.

Grey gnashed her teeth. "I can answer your question, but you must help me find out the cause of Dad's death and the real murderer first!"

"Sister—"

Gus did not expect that his sister would stoop so low as to make a deal with him even though she knew that he was a devil.

"We—we can ask uncle for help!"

He was about to cry. Shaking his sister's arm hard, he said, "Uncle is a priest of the Temple of Fist. He is such a good friend of my father, and he is so sad about my mother's death. He will definitely help us find out the truth and take revenge!"

"Don't be silly, Gus."

There was determination like that of a she-wolf in Grey's eyes. She said coldly, "It was my uncle who found my father's body. It was my uncle who concluded that my father fell off the cliff after he was mentally deranged. Do you think our dear uncle, the high priest of the Red Gold Temple, is still trustworthy?

"No. Our father is an evil disciple that everyone wants to kill. No one will help us find the truth. Even if we find the truth, no one will avenge us. Everyone will only say that our father brought this upon himself.

"Devil? Hehe. That's right. Only devils can avenge us now!"

"But—"

Gus was trembling, either in anger or in fear.

"Well…"

Lu Qingchen watched the quarrel with great interest, as if it had nothing to do with him. "It doesn't matter to me, but can you please stop for a moment? I have something very important to say."

"Shut up, you wretched devil!"

Seeing that his sister was bewildered by the devil, Gus's fury overcame his fear. He opened his arms and stood in front of Grey, while he shouted, "I will not let you tempt my sister again!"

"Honest to God, I did not seduce your sister. I am innocent."

Lu Qingchen pouted, her eyes full of grievance. She pointed at the back of the siblings and said, "Even if we are going to tempt him, there's no hurry. I just want to remind you that he is running away."

Gus and Grey were both stunned.

"Who—who is it?" Gus stammered.

"The one who snuck up behind you and was quite scared," Lu Qingchen said solemnly.

"You—you've got to be kidding me!" Gus was greatly alarmed. He turned around instinctively, only to hear light yet hurried footsteps.

The hair all over his body stood up like needles.

Before he realized what was going on, Grey had dashed past him and reached the stairs.

Gus wanted to chase after him, but he thought for a moment and looked back at Lu Qingchen.

"Don't forget me!"

Lu Qingchen pointed at his 'leg' that was tied to the steam ball and said helplessly, "I'm disabled. You can't leave me here."

It was a mess. Gus's entire world was a mess. For some reason, he really ran over, picked up the steam ball, and brought Lu Qingchen up the stairs to the training room.

The lintel of the training room had been broken and the door was wide open.

From outside came the sounds of fists and feet colliding like steel, followed by triumphant laughter.

When Gus rushed out to take a look, his blood turned cold.

A tall and familiar figure was standing on the high wall. It was Qin Yong, who had threatened him just now.

Blood was flowing out of Qin Yong's nostrils and the corner of his mouth, but he was not seriously wounded. At least, he was quite excited.

His sister was breathing heavily in the yard. Her clothes were torn because of over-exertion, but she was frowning hard.

Gus secretly groaned.

Qin Yong must've been angry that he had sent his own brother to the stake and followed him all the way to his home quietly. There was no telling whether he was trying to vent his anger on Li Yao or to blame Li Yao.

Seeing that he had crawled into the gas window, Li Yao was sure that he would do the same. Right, Qin Yong's 'Bone Shrinking Technique' was the best in the Iron Fist Academy. It was not difficult for Li Yao to shrink his body to half its original size.

When he entered the training room, he did not close the door to the secret chamber. Naturally, he was discovered by Li Yao.

There was no telling how much he had seen and heard.

There was no need for much. One gear, one hinge, and one steam furnace were enough to send his sister to the stake.

He had harmed his sister.

What should he do now?

Although his sister was a genius in martial arts, Qin Yong was definitely not an amateur.

He was definitely no match for his sister in a fair competition.

However, if he simply wanted to run away to Red Gold Town, his sister wouldn't have been able to kill him in such a short time and clean up the scene.

In the end, his sister's secret would still be discovered, wouldn't it?

It was also why Qin Yong was so confident.

"I didn't know that 'Glen', the best boxer of Red Gold Town, had such a good daughter!

Qin Yong was laughing crazily on the top of the wall. It seemed that he hadn't heard the most crucial secret yet, but what he had seen and heard was enough to kill Grey. Thinking of that, he pointed at Gus confidently and shouted, "Gus, you didn't expect karma to come so fast, did you? This is what they call 'revenge never comes late!'"

"Qin Yong, you—" Gus tried to fight back, but he didn't know what to say. After all, his sister had indeed fallen into the evil path, and it was a hundred times worse than Qin Yi's!

Grey's eyebrows shot up.

She did not care about the conflict between Qin Yong and her brother. She roared and lunged at him like a tigress.