The Imperial Martial Pill Venerable

Purple flames blazed across the sky, leaving the Qin Mansion courtyard looking as if it were the end of days. Everything was covered in black scorch marks and ash. Beneath the blazing sun, Qin Ya single-handedly held back the members of the Qin Family, purple flames swirling around his body. Not a single person dared to step forward and face him.

"Qin Ya!" Qin Yunlong snarled, his face terrifyingly dark. His killing intent was stronger than it had ever been. "Today, I will grind your bones to dust!"

"You’re welcome to try." Qin Ya gave a defiant smirk. In his Purple Flame Body state, his cultivation had reached the Profound Origin Fifth Grade, but when it came to combat strength, he was more than a match for a Spiritual Element Realm Martial Artist like Qin Yunlong.

"All disciples below the rank of Elder, fall back!" Qin Yunlong waved his hand, dismissing most of the Qin Family, leaving only a handful of Elders at or above the Profound Origin Fifth Grade.

Qin Ya was too dangerous in this state. For an ordinary Qin Family disciple, the slightest touch would be fatal. Only the Elders of the Profound Origin Realm could hope to fight him.

"Hmph!"

With a cold snort, Qin Ya unleashed Carefree Travel. In the blink of an eye, he was before the Fifth Elder, Qin Bao, striking out with an Overlapping Waves Palm imbued with the power of the Purple Flame.

"You cur, how dare you!" The Fifth Elder’s face fell. He retreated rapidly while striking out with a palm that glowed with black light.

PTHOO...

The Fifth Elder spat blood into the air as he was sent flying backward. His palm was burning with the Purple Flame, and an excruciating pain wracked his body, forcing him to howl in agony.

He desperately surged his True Essence, trying to extinguish the Purple Flame. But the flame clung to the Fifth Elder’s arm like a maggot on bone. The True Essence of a Profound Origin Realm expert could do no more than slow its advance.

Soon, the Purple Flame had spread from the Fifth Elder’s palm up most of his arm. Just as it was about to engulf him completely, a blade flashed. In a spray of blood, the arm was severed from his body.

Staring at the arm as it burned to ash, the Fifth Elder broke out in a cold sweat, his heart still pounding with fear. He glared venomously at Qin Ya. "You little bastard!"

Qin Hai stood with his saber in hand. He was the one who had severed the Fifth Elder’s arm.

"His flame is terrifying," Qin Hai said, his tone filled with dread. "Do not let it touch you under any circumstances. The consequences would be unimaginable."

"Kill him!"

With a furious roar, Qin Yunlong circulated his True Essence, forming a faint film over his body. It was a suit of True Essence Inner Armor, a technique countless times more sophisticated than the True Essence Body Protection Shield used by those in the Profound Origin Realm.

Protected by his True Essence Inner Armor, Qin Yunlong had no fear of the Purple Flame. He flickered and shot toward Qin Ya, his Mountain and River Collapse technique already building in power.

Qin Ya gave a savage grin. Facing Qin Yunlong, an expert in the Spiritual Element Realm, he showed no intention of retreating. As purple flames flickered, he charged forward to meet him head-on. The instant they clashed, they exchanged a flurry of palm strikes, unleashing shockwaves that roiled the air and made space itself ripple.

’True Essence Armor... what a troublesome skill.’ Qin Ya frowned. Even with the help of the Purple Lotus Celestial Flame, his cultivation realm was simply too low. Its power wasn’t yet enough to shatter Qin Yunlong’s True Essence Armor.

Although Qin Yunlong was managing to block the Purple Flame with his True Essence Armor, each point of contact consumed a massive amount of his True Essence. It seemed the Purple Flame wasn’t just attacking him; it was actively corroding his True Essence.

This realization shocked Qin Yunlong, and his wariness of the Purple Flame deepened.

"Everyone, forward! Aid the Young Master!"

Several Elders of the Profound Origin Realm made their move. Among them was Qin Hai, a Profound Origin Eighth Grade expert wielding a Third-Grade Profound Soldier, the Fiery Sun Saber. All of this might was arrayed against a single Martial Artist at the Human Element Ninth Grade. Anyone hearing of it would find it utterly unbelievable.

At that moment, Qin Hai was already starting to regret making an enemy of Qin Ya. But at this point, there was no turning back. If they didn’t kill Qin Ya now, he would become an unimaginable threat in the future. ’For a genius like that to mature... it’s too terrifying.’

"Haha, come on then!"

Amid his wild laughter, the power of Qin Ya’s Palm Technique surged as he vented his pent-up frustrations. This battle seemed to be pushing his spirit toward a breakthrough, as if a long-festering knot of resentment in his heart had finally come undone.

He knew it was the lingering resentment of this body’s original owner, a resentment born from years of endless humiliation, that was finally being released today.

Watching that lone figure fight against the Qin Family’s usually high-and-mighty Elders—and even the Clan Leader—the surrounding Qin Family disciples felt a sense of surrealism.

Especially since that person was the "trash" they had always mocked. It made them wonder if they were still dreaming.

* * *

「On the streets of Anxing City」 Qin Yuxiang was sprinting toward the Martial Market to find Huaa Que, drawing stares from everyone she passed.

’Xiaoya, you have to be okay!’

The Martial Market was several miles from the Qin Mansion. As a Martial Artist at the Ninth Grade of the Profound Origin Realm, Qin Yuxiang could cover the distance at full speed in just a quarter of an hour.

Soon enough, she arrived at the Martial Market and found Huaa Que.

"Mr. Huaa, please, you have to save Xiaoya!"

「Back at the Qin Mansion, in the main courtyard.」

The battle was raging, reaching a fever pitch.

Several Elders were drenched in sweat, their faces pale as they stared at the blood-soaked, purple-haired youth. Their eyes held not only terror, but also a hint of elation.

’Almost there. We’re about to kill him.’

Despite his grievous injuries, the defiant smirk on Qin Ya’s lips hadn’t faded in the slightest. It remained as insolent as ever.

"The power of that strange purple flame of yours has weakened. It seems you’re reaching your limit," Qin Yunlong said with a sneer, glancing at the Purple Flame burning on his True Essence Armor. "I don’t know where you learned such an explosive Secret Skill, but there’s no such thing as a free lunch. It must come with severe limitations."

"Heh heh, you’re right," Qin Ya chuckled. ’All Secret Skills that grant an explosive, short-term boost in power have side effects. But I created the Purple Flame Body myself, tailored to my own condition. I’ve already minimized the drawbacks.’

"But you still can’t kill me!" Qin Ya said, glancing around as if estimating the time.

Qin Yunlong’s eyebrow twitched. "Oh? Then why don’t you go and die!"

Without another word, Qin Yunlong unleashed Mountain and River Collapse with his full power, intending to take Qin Ya’s life. In his mind, the grievously wounded Qin Ya stood no chance of blocking the attack.

"You want me to die? Heh. Purple Flame Burst!"

Qin Ya roared, and the purple fire enveloping his body erupted violently outwards.

Although this Purple Fire wasn’t as intense as it had been initially, it was still not to be underestimated. As the flame exploded outward, Qin Yunlong retreated instantly without a second thought.

"Fall back!" Qin Hai’s pupils shrank as he roared the warning.

The Purple Flame spread, enveloping a radius of over a hundred feet. Everything in its path—be it grass, bricks, tiles, or even Elders and disciples—was instantly turned to ash.

"Qin Ya!!" 𝓯𝓻𝒆𝙚𝒘𝓮𝙗𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝒍.𝙘𝓸𝙢

The Elders retreated in a panic. Some managed to escape, but others died horribly on the spot. The already grievously wounded Fifth Elder, for example, was completely devoured by the Purple Flame.

Looking at the wreckage around him, Qin Hai felt his heart bleed. This was the foundation the Qin Family had spent decades building, now reduced to this state by a single Martial Artist at the Human Element Ninth Grade. To make matters worse, that Martial Artist was one of their own.

After unleashing Purple Flame Burst, Qin Ya reverted to his normal state. His body was covered in wounds and caked in blood. He held himself upright on sheer willpower alone, but he swayed on his feet like a blade of grass in a violent storm, ready to collapse at any second. At this point, even an ordinary person could have ended his life.

He truly had no strength left to fight.

"Die!"

A shocking killing intent flashed in Qin Yunlong’s eyes as he raised his palm, aiming for the crown of Qin Ya’s head.

"Heh. I told you, you can’t kill me."