My Rich Wife

While they were talking, waves of dark blue internal qi suddenly drifted out from the depths of the Han Palace.

This internal qi and the heavy snow seemed to merge into one.

When they saw this scene, a trace of admiration flashed across Brother Song's and Zhang Yijiu's faces.

"It's the light from the Icy Glass Heart," Brother Song said with admiration.

Zhang Yijiu also nodded and said, "What a beautiful color..."

"When the Palace Master has successfully swallowed the Icy Glass Heart, he will definitely step into the Martial Saint realm!" Brother Song said with some excitement.

"By that time, our Han Palace will definitely become the number one sect in the world!"

Zhang Yijiu said in a low voice, "Brother Song, does that Icy Glass Heart really have such an effect?"

Brother Song replied indifferently, "It takes tens of thousands of years to produce a single Icy Glass Heart. It is the most powerful weapon in the world. Its effect is far beyond imagination.

"The Palace Master once said that he relied on the Icy Glass Heart to advance from the Grandmaster realm to the half-step Martial Saint realm. He also cultivated many experts!

"As long as the Icy Glass Heart can be successfully devoured, becoming a Martial Saint is not a problem at all!"

Zhang Yijiu also said, "Palace Master will definitely be the first person to become a Martial Saint!"

...

The following day.

Qin Yu landed at a nearby airport.

He restrained his internal qi and looked no different from an ordinary person.

Then, Qin Yu took out his phone and called Zhang Yijiu.

"Where are you?" asked Qin Yu.

"Turn around," Zhang Yijiu said over the phone.

Qin Yu turned around and saw Zhang Yijiu.

Zhang Yijiu looked around and said in surprise, "You came alone?"

"If not?" Qin Yu raised his eyebrows.

Zhang Yijiu was delighted. She quietly released her internal qi and swept it over Qin Yu.

"No improvement at all?" Zhang Yijiu could not help but laugh after feeling Qin Yu's strength.

Judging from the internal qi, Qin Yu did not seem to have changed much from the last time. At most, he was at the peak of the Martial Marquis realm.

With such strength, he dared to go to the Han Palace alone? Wasn't he courting death?

"Hey, Qin Yu, I'll take you to the Han Palace. You have to erase the mark in my divine sense," Zhang Yijiu said.

Qin Yu glanced at her and smiled. "Alright. After we go to the Han Palace, I'll return your freedom."

"Then don't waste time. Let's go now," Zhang Yijiu said impatiently.

Qin Yu glanced at her and didn't say anything. He followed Zhang Yijiu into a car.

The car sped toward the north. As the car went deeper, the weather around them became worse.

It was snowing heavily, almost blocking one's vision. The strong wind was like a knife cutting and causing pain.

After another few kilometers, the car stopped.

"If we keep going, the car won't be able to enter," Zhang Yijiu said.

Qin Yu couldn't help but ask in a low voice, "Is your Han Palace in such a place?"

"If not?" Zhang Yijiu rolled her eyes.

Qin Yu didn't say anything. He followed behind Zhang Yijiu and walked toward the Han Palace on foot.

The strong wind mixed with the snowstorm caused the two of them to move very slowly.

"I heard that your aHan Place has a treasure called the Icy Glass Heart. I'm not sure if it's true or not," Qin Yu suddenly asked.

Zhang Yijiu's body trembled slightly. She raised her eyebrows and asked, "Why? Are you here for the Icy Glass Heart?"

Qin Yu did not deliberately hide it. He nodded and said, "I guess so."

"With your cultivation base, you dare to covet the Icy Glass Heart? Do you know that even a half-step Martial Saint will die if he comes?" Zhang Yijiu could not help but mock.

Qin Yu ignored her words. Instead, he smiled faintly and said, "It seems to be true."

When Zhang Yijiu saw this, she could not help but sneer and said, "A greedy man's heart is like a snake swallowing an elephant. Don't blame me for not reminding you. Sooner or later, you will pay the price for your arrogance."

Qin Yu did not say anything else. He followed behind Zhang Yijiu and continued to move forward.

Soon, a huge palace faintly appeared in his line of sight.

Qin Yu stopped in his tracks. His pupils constricted as he looked at the castle.

"That's the Han Palace?" Qin Yu asked in a low voice.

"That's right," Zhang Yijiu nodded.

"I've already brought you here. As agreed, you have to erase the mark in my divine sense," Zhang Yijiu urged.

Qin Yu glanced at her and said, "Why the rush? When I'm done with this matter, I'll naturally return you your freedom."

"You're not keeping your word!" Zhang Yijiu was suddenly a little anxious!

If she was discovered, wouldn't she be dead for sure?

"Qin Yu, are you still a man? Quickly erase the mark!" Zhang Yijiu grabbed Qin Yu's arm and said anxiously.

Qin Yu frowned slightly. He grabbed Zhang Yi Jiu's arm and said coldly, "You'd better not bother me, or I'll kill you!"

Zhang Yijiu's expression could not help but change slightly when she sensed the killing intent from Qin Yu's body.

Although she was unhappy, she did not dare to say anything.

Qin Yu released Zhang Yijiu and released his divine sense to cover the surrounding area.

Soon, Qin Yu discovered several streams of powerful internal qi.

The most powerful one was in the depths of the Han Palace.

"An existence that has surpassed the half-step Martial Saint..." Qin Yu muttered in a low voice.

This internal qi was very strange. It seemed to be between the half-step Martial Saint and the Martial Saint!

"Could it be that someone is about to become a Martial Saint?" Qin Yu suddenly had an ominous premonition.

That internal qi had indeed surpassed the half-step Martial Saint!

Just as Qin Yu was deep in thought, four black shadows suddenly appeared in this vast white snow.

"Hehe, you came to my Han Palace alone. Should I praise your confidence or call you stupid?" a voice came from the direction in front.

Qin Yu narrowed his eyes and said in a low voice, "Four half-step Martial Saints?"

"It has nothing to do with me. I told you not to come, but you didn't listen. You can't blame me for this!" Zhang Yijiu hurriedly waved her hands and said.

Qin Yu ignored her and looked at the four half-step Martial Saints coldly.

"We were just about to look for you. I didn't expect you to come to us," Brother Song took a step forward and said with a cold smile.

"Tsk tsk, a mere peak Martial Marquis dares to come to my Han Palace to court death?"

"Brat, hand over that mask. We can consider leaving your corpse intact."

Qin Yu glanced at them and said, "I'll give the same words to you. Hand over the Icy Glass Heart and I can consider letting you go."

"You're courting death!" Brother Song was instantly furious. He didn't waste any more words and instantly reached in front of Qin Yu. His fist was directly aimed at Qin Yu's glabella!

Qin Yu did not panic and raised his hand to receive it.

But just at this moment, Qin Yu's vision suddenly turned black, and his strength instantly dissipated!

"Bang!"

Qin Yu's figure was instantly sent flying, and he spat out a mouthful of fresh blood!

"Hahaha!" Brother Song could not help but laugh loudly when he saw the situation.

"With this little capability, you dare to come to my Han Palace to cause trouble?"

Qin Yu wiped the blood at the corner of his mouth and could not help but curse, "D*mn it, this golden core injury acted up at this time..."