Chapter 832: Unprecedented Crisis
Feng Ximing, who was lying on the ground, coughed up several mouthfuls of blood, but suddenly raised his head and said hoarsely: “Imperial Father, compared to Xue’er, I can give up the title of Phoenix Sect Master, the title of Shenhuang Emperor—everything! As long as I can have Xue’er, I am willing to be ruined and lose everything!! You promised Xue’er to someone else, but Sword Master Xuanyuan can help me get Xue’er… This is all your doing! You forced me into this!”
“You… you!!” Feng Hengkong’s body swayed, and with a “pfft” sound, he spat out a large mouthful of blood, then fell to his knees with a “thud”, overcome with endless sorrow…
Feng Hengkong had his faults and mistakes, but he believed he had lived his life worthy of the Fenghuang God Sect and the Phoenix bloodline within him, rarely acting for himself but always for the sect. Over the past century, he had brought Feng Ximing along to many major events, intending to set an example and let him learn through exposure, so that he would one day take on his heavy authority and responsibilities.
He never dreamed that he would have raised such a son…
“A monster… a true monster!” Feng Zukui raised his head, his chest heaving violently. In all his life, he had never been so angry.
“Let me… personally… cleanse the sect!!” Feng Tianwei could no longer bear it. His clenched hand erupted in flames, and he grabbed at Feng Ximing.
Boom!!!
A loud noise, Feng Tianwei’s Phoenix Flame struck an invisible air wall and scattered in all directions. Before his eyes appeared Xuanyuan Wentian’s smiling face: “Grand Sect Master Feng, what are you doing? He is the next sect master of your Fenghuang God Sect, your own grandson. If he has erred, a light punishment would suffice; striking so heavily is inappropriate.”
Feng Tianwei’s pupils contracted, and he said in a deep voice: “This is a family matter; it’s not your place to interfere!”
“Sword Master… Xuanyuan!” Seeing Xuanyuan Wentian blocking in front of him, Feng Ximing’s spirits lifted, and a strong light of hope and desire shone in his pupils. He said urgently: “Yun Che hasn’t left; he’s here right now…”
“You… shut up!!” Feng Tianwei was furious and reached out again to grab Feng Ximing.
Xuanyuan Wentian’s eyes flickered, and with a casual push of his palm, Feng Tianwei’s body, as if hitting a towering mountain, was instantly blasted dozens of zhang away.
“Continue,” Xuanyuan Wentian said indifferently, lowering his arms and clasping them behind his back.
“Yun Che hasn’t left… He should now be taken by my imperial younger sister Xue’er to the Fenghuang Langhuan Realm. However, Yun Che is already dead!” Feng Ximing said breathlessly.
“Dead?” Xuanyuan Wentian spun around sharply: “How did he die?”
Although he was surprised in his heart, he was certain that Feng Ximing, having reached such a state, regarded him as his last lifeline and would never dare to deceive him.
“I don’t know. When I saw him just now, he was already dead, covered in blood, his heart destroyed, completely without breath… It’s true, I absolutely did not deceive you!” Feng Ximing struggled to stand up: “Lord Sword Master has always wanted the Lunhui Jing on him, right… Now his corpse is in the Feng Huo Langhuan Realm. Lord Sword Master only needs to find the corpse, and it will be… easily obtained.”
Indeed, Feng Ximing now had no way out. Whether to save his own life or to obtain Feng Xue’er, he would do everything to please Xuanyuan Wentian.
“Hehehe, hahahahaha…” Xuanyuan Wentian squinted his eyes and then burst into loud, wild laughter.
“Several months ago, although I learned that you had obtained a huge purple crystal mine, capable of refining at least a hundred jin of divine crystals, and that you no longer had the Phoenix God’s protection, at that time I was focused on preparing the Demon Sword Assembly and did not want unnecessary complications. I planned to collect this great gift from you after the Demon Sword Assembly.”
Xuanyuan Wentian spread his arms, closed his eyes, and his face was full of ease and intoxication. Yet the hundred jin of divine crystals, which the Fenghuang God Sect had obtained with great effort, had become a “great gift” in his mouth, as if in his eyes it was already destined to be his.
“I never expected a red-clothed demon woman to appear out of nowhere, not only destroying everything I had planned, but also cutting off the two arms of my Sword Domain, forcing me into a situation where I could only consider how to survive and preserve my life!”
“But in the end, heaven’s will is on my side, haha… hahahahaha…” Xuanyuan Wentian laughed loudly. He was not usually a moody person, but during this time, Mo Li’s appearance and departure had made him experience a huge upheaval from heaven to hell, and then from hell to heaven. Now that his spirit was relaxed, he couldn’t control his urge to vent and laugh wildly.
As Xuanyuan Wentian laughed, Feng Zukui and the other two felt as if they were being roasted over a frying pan.
“Young Sect Master, take me to the Feng Huo Langhuan Realm.” Xuanyuan Wentian suddenly stopped laughing and said indifferently.
“Yes… yes.” Feng Ximing hurriedly struggled to get up.
“Wait!” Feng Zukui let out a low shout.
“Oh?” Xuanyuan Wentian smiled slightly: “Since the words have been laid out openly, could it be that Brother Zukui thinks there is someone in this Fenghuang God Sect who can stop me? Or… are you going to continue telling me that your sect is still under the protection of the Phoenix God?”
Feng Zukui took a deep breath and said: “Our sect has been unfortunate, giving birth to a monster. Our Fenghuang God Sect admits defeat. At this point, I wish to make a deal with Sword Master Xuanyuan.”
“Oh?” Xuanyuan Wentian showed an interested expression: “A deal? Could it be that Brother Zukui can still take out something that interests me?”
Feng Zukui said expressionlessly: “That thing is the Lunhui Jing.”
Xuanyuan Wentian was startled, then laughed loudly: “Hahahaha, Yun Che is dead, the Lunhui Jing is now a sure thing for me, and Brother Zukui actually wants to use it to make a deal with me? Ridiculous.”
“Hmph!” Feng Zukui gave a cold snort and said: “Nineteen days ago at the Demon Sword Assembly, Yun Che personally admitted that the Lunhui Jing was on him. And Sword Master Xuanyuan seems to know the secrets of the Lunhui Jing, is determined to obtain it, and clearly wants to enjoy it alone. Now that Yun Che is dead and his corpse is in the sect, it is indeed easy for Sword Master Xuanyuan to obtain the Lunhui Jing. But if Sword Master Xuanyuan does not seal our mouths, it won’t be so easy to enjoy it alone! Especially now that the Tian Wei Sword Domain can no longer withstand any trouble!”
“Oh…” Xuanyuan Wentian gave Feng Zukui a deep look, then said with a faint smile: “As expected of Brother Zukui. This deal forces me to accept it whether I want to or not. I wonder what Brother Zukui wishes to exchange?”
“Very simple!” Feng Zukui said coldly: “Keep the secret for our Fenghuang God Sect. Additionally, of that hundred jin of Purple Vein Divine Crystals, at most only half can be lent to the Tian Wei Sword Domain!”
“I see.” Xuanyuan Wentian nodded slightly, without thought or hesitation, and said leisurely: “Regarding your sect’s secret, I never planned to tell anyone. After all, I never do things that have only disadvantages and no benefits. As for lending the divine crystals, hehe, after I obtain the Lunhui Jing, everything can be discussed.”
“Good! Sword Master Xuanyuan is straightforward.” Feng Zukui also nodded coldly, with no intention of questioning Xuanyuan Wentian’s attitude: “In that case, my son and I will personally take you to the Feng Huo Langhuan Realm. That beast alone cannot undo the barrier of the Feng Huo Langhuan Realm. I only hope that after Sword Master Xuanyuan obtains Yun Che’s corpse, he will keep his promise!”
“Hengkong, watch this beast!”
“Very well, please.” Xuanyuan Wentian readily agreed, a smile on his face, but deep in his calm eyes flickered a sinister light that would make even the most venomous snake shiver.
Feng Zukui gave Feng Ximing a fierce glare, then turned around. He did not fly, but instead walked toward the Feng Huo Langhuan Realm. His steps were slow and heavy, just like his heart and soul, which were as heavy as a mountain.
Feng Tianwei followed closely beside him.
The three left, leaving only Feng Hengkong and Feng Ximing.
“You beast! Beast!!”
Feng Hengkong stepped forward, lifted Feng Ximing from the ground, his face as ferocious as a bloodthirsty wolf.
“Heh…” Feng Ximing smiled instead: “Go ahead, hit me, curse me. When I told everything to Xuanyuan Wentian, I already anticipated this moment… but so what! I helped Xuanyuan Wentian get what he wanted, and he will immediately fulfill his promise. Soon… soon I will have Xue’er… mmph!”
Feng Hengkong swung his arm and slammed Feng Ximing heavily to the ground. His eyes bloodshot, he panted heavily and said: “I, Feng Hengkong, have been heroic all my life, how could I… have given birth to a beast like you, who is worse than an animal and utterly stupid! You have committed a heinous crime, yet you show no remorse, and instead you are still dreaming a pipe dream!! Do you think… do you think Xuanyuan Wentian went to the Feng Huo Langhuan Realm only to get the Lunhui Jing from Yun Che’s corpse? His main purpose is to kill Xue’er!!”
“What?” Feng Ximing’s eyes widened, and he hurriedly shook his head: “No, impossible! Absolutely impossible… Sword Master Xuanyuan promised to grant Xue’er to me. He would never do that. He… he has no reason to kill Xue’er.”
“No reason?” Under extreme anger and pain, Feng Hengkong’s vision kept spinning. He said with a trembling voice: “He didn’t tell others about the Phoenix God’s death because he wants to control our entire sect alone! And in our Fenghuang God Sect, the only one who can escape his control is Xue’er!! When Xue’er’s Phoenix Soul fully awakens, even he, Xuanyuan Wentian, will surely not be Xue’er’s match!!”
“Do you think Xuanyuan Wentian will let that day come!!” Feng Hengkong roared.
“Martial arts can be abolished, but bloodline can never be abolished. To completely eliminate this threat… what do you think Xuanyuan Wentian will do! You beast, you idiot—you deserve to die ten thousand times and still not atone for your sins!!”
“…” Feng Ximing was dumbfounded, his face turning deathly pale, and then he began to mutter like a madman: “No… impossible… this can’t be… no… no… he clearly promised me… no… he can’t kill Xue’er…”
“You still have the nerve to mention Xue’er’s name!!”
Feng Hengkong kicked Feng Ximing hard in the chest. Before today, the person he resented most was Yun Che. He could never have imagined that the person who would make him even more furious than Yun Che would be his own eldest son, whom he had always trusted, valued, and trained with all his might!
“Feng Ximing.” Feng Hengkong uttered his name, each word ice-cold to the bone: “If anything happens to Xue’er, if our Fenghuang God Sect suffers a calamity as a result… even if I go to the Nine Nether Yellow Springs, I will not forgive you! The ancestor Phoenix God, the entire sect, the ancestors—none will forgive you!!”
Feng Ximing collapsed to the ground, his eyes vacant, mumbling continuously, not knowing if he heard Feng Hengkong’s words clearly.
“Hu…”
Feng Hengkong raised his head, looked toward the direction of the Feng Huo Langhuan Realm, and murmured softly: “Imperial Father, Grandfather, you must buy as much time as possible for Xue’er to escape. I beg of you…”
“Xue’er, run far away… no matter where… be safe… don’t look back…”
[1. Recently, I may have had an attack of cholecystitis, extremely uncomfortable, unable to write.]
[2. I have handed over the WeChat public account to a girl to help me mind it (hehe). She will collect your messages, opinions, complaints, suggestions, etc., and occasionally post some possibly strange things, and (should be able to) accept all kinds of teasing. You have to believe that the girl I found is definitely a beauty…
Most importantly: Previously, I started writing a very carefree (pretentious) urban novel on the WeChat public account, but then I had a baby, resulting in years of hiatus. Next, I will restart (slow) updates. Oh… my public account is huoxingyinli99, or directly search for ‘Mars Gravity’ on the official account.]
[3. Mo Li is gone. From now on, it’s Hong’er’s world. Although Hong’er’s help to Yun Che cannot compare to Mo Li’s (it’s good if she doesn’t cause trouble), at least she can… act cute?]