Live-in Son-in-law

Chapter 1480: Out of Control

Qin Yi returned to his room and entered into a state of cultivation.

The path of cultivation is like rowing upstream; if you don’t advance, you will retreat.

Though Qin Yi is undeniably a prodigy, talent isn’t everything; effort is indispensable.

Yet, for reasons unknown, his heart was restless during cultivation tonight, making it difficult to focus.

Could it be that he’s truly been pent up for too long, and a little teasing from Yin Qianqian has sent his mind wandering?

Qin Yi, feeling helpless, tried numerous times but couldn’t get into the right state.

He reluctantly took out the pendant from his chest and opened it, looking at the photo of Xia Yanbing and the two children to ease his longing.

He’s been here in the Primordial realm for almost two years now.

When he left, those two little ones were still in swaddling clothes; now they must be able to walk, right?

Thinking of the two little ones waddling as they walked, Qin Yi couldn’t help but smile.

He really wanted to go back.

He missed Xia Yanbing, missed Wan’er, missed everyone.

"Hmm..."

Suddenly, Qin Yi let out a painful moan.

The pain came quickly and went just as fast.

For that brief moment, his right eye felt like a burning iron ball, hurting so much he felt like gouging it out.

The right eye is the Evil Eye.

What’s going on?

Why did the Evil Eye suddenly become so painful?

Qin Yi went to the bronze mirror and was startled by what he saw.

He saw his right eye glowing a blood-red light, the entire eyeball like a burning iron ball.

The eerie situation made the hair on Qin Yi’s back stand on end.

He suddenly felt very uneasy.

The Evil Eye undergoing a mutation is definitely not a good thing.

"Ah..."

Suddenly, Qin Yi let out another painful scream.

The kind of bone-piercing pain from before came again.

This time, it wasn’t momentary; it lingered on.

"Ah..."

Qin Yi’s face twisted in pain, veins bulging on his forehead, neck, and temples, his throat making painful sounds.

It was too painful.

His right eye felt like it was about to explode.

At this moment, even Qin Yi’s mind was dazed, his limbs were trembling from the pain, his whole body shaking like a sieve, cold sweat drenching him, his back soaked through.

The pain stretching to his brain, as if someone was constantly pricking his brain with needles.

"Ah..."

Unable to bear the pain, Qin Yi slammed his head against the table’s bronze mirror, deforming it, even smashing the table.

The pain, so unbearable he wanted to die from it.

Qin Yi fell to the ground, writhing in agony, continuously banging his head against the floor.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

The blue bricks on the ground were almost crushed into powder by Qin Yi’s head.

Yun Mengyao heard the commotion, pushed open the door and walked in, and was immediately paralyzed with fear upon seeing Qin Yi’s appearance.

Qin Yi’s right eye was blood-red, his face twisted, terrifying and ferocious, an utterly frightening sight.

"Qin Yi, what’s wrong?"

Yun Mengyao ran forward in panic, trying to help Qin Yi up.

"Pain, it hurts too much..."

Qin Yi seemed numb, unconsciously crying out in pain.

"Pain? Where does it hurt?"

"Bang!"

In response to Yun Mengyao, Qin Yi slammed his head into her foot.

"Ah..."

Yun Mengyao screamed, the pain bringing tears to her eyes, feeling as if the bones in her foot were shattered.

Yun Mengyao hopped around in pain.

Yin Qianqian also came hurriedly, and seeing Qin Yi’s state, she was equally startled, "What happened to him?"

"I...I don’t know either, I came in on hearing the noise and found him like this."

"Could it be Deviation during cultivation?"

Qin Yi’s current appearance somewhat resembled a case of Deviation.

Yin Qianqian stepped forward, silver light swirling at her palm, attempting to suppress Qin Yi.

"Boom!"

A terrifying violet radiance surged from Qin Yi, directly dispersing the silver light and sending Yin Qianqian flying.

"Qin Yi, are you crazy? Calm down," Yin Qianqian shouted.

But Qin Yi was in so much pain that his consciousness was muddled, his actions completely out of control.

The most frightening thing was that he was filled with a violent desire to destroy everything in front of him.

"Move, quickly..."

With the last shred of sanity remaining, Qin Yi shouted.

He knew he was teetering on the brink of losing control, the violent emotions within growing ever more intense.

"Qin Yi, what exactly is wrong with you?"

Yun Mengyao was full of anxiety, seeing Qin Yi in such agony yet clueless on how to help.

"Leave, quickly leave!"

Qin Yi roared, like a ferocious beast going mad.

"Qin Yi, calm down, don’t scare me. Tell me how I can help?"

"Leave."

Qin Yi could feel the last thread of clarity he worked so hard to maintain about to be devoured by the violent feelings.

But these two foolish women still didn’t know to stay away from him.

Once the last thread of reason was swallowed, he knew he’d turn into a crazed beast, destroying everything around him.

"Bang!"

A stone wall several meters thick exploded, blasted by Qin Yi’s collision.

When these two women wouldn’t stay away from him, he could only distance himself from them.

Qin Yi crashed through the stone wall, buried under rubble.

"Bang!"

Stones exploded apart, Qin Yi burst out, yet as soon as he stood, he fell straight down.

The pain was unbearable, so intense he wanted to die from it.

He was in so much pain he couldn’t control his limbs.

He had to leave the Netherworld Hall, otherwise, he didn’t know what he might do once he lost his mind.

Qin Yi struggled to get up, too pained to control flight, stumbling and running forward.

In the end, he ran a few steps, fell, got up again to run, essentially rolling and crawling, in a disgraceful plight.

"Qin Yi, what exactly is wrong with you? Don’t scare me, how can I help you?"

Yun Mengyao and Yin Qianqian caught up.

"Leave."

Qin Yi roared and shouted loudly, enough to shake the ground.

These foolish women dared to follow him.

Qin Yi got up, stumbling forward.

"Mr. Qin, are you alright?"

Qin Yi’s roar attracted the attention of the Netherworld Hall’s patrol team.

Seeing Qin Yi’s fierce and terrifying appearance, they were immediately startled.

Qin Yi was muddled by pain, his limbs not obeying, falling once more.

The Patrol Captain hurried forward, wanting to help Qin Yi up.

However, as soon as he reached out, Qin Yi suddenly grabbed his throat, his fingers tightening.

The Patrol Captain’s neck bones creaked and cracked.

Qin Yi raised his head, his face fierce and terrifying, red light flashing in his eyes.

"Qin Yi, let go of him, what are you doing?"

Yun Mengyao caught up and shouted.

Qin Yi paused, shook his head fiercely, then released the Patrol Captain, "Quick, go find your Hall Master, suppress me."

The Patrol Captain clutched his throat, retreating in horror.

"What did Qin Yi say to you?" Yun Mengyao asked.

"He told me to go find the Hall Master to suppress him."

Yun Mengyao was stunned.

Yin Qianqian frowned, "His Qi is chaotic, his demeanor unusual, seems like he’s about to lose control. He’s telling us to stay away for our own protection."

"Quickly, you go find Jing Palace Master, only Jing Palace Master can suppress Qin Yi right now."

Yun Mengyao looked worried, "What’s happening to him?"

Yin Qianqian’s expression was serious, "I don’t know, probably something went wrong during cultivation. He knows he’s losing control, so he wants Jing Palace Master to suppress him."