Immortal God of War

Swish!

At that moment.

Qin Feiyang appeared from the ancient castle, holding a Qiankun Bag.

Sun Dahai’s eyes sparkled as he looked at the Qiankun Bag.

Qin Feiyang shook his head with a smile and directly tossed it to Sun Dahai.

Sun Dahai hurriedly checked the contents.

However, his eyebrows instantly furrowed.

"Not satisfied?"

Qin Feiyang asked with a smile.

Sun Dahai raised an eyebrow and said, "I remember you could concoct elixirs with four Elixir Patterns before, but how come these Potential Elixirs only have two Elixir Patterns?"

"I can create elixirs with four Elixir Patterns, and even seven Elixir Patterns now."

"But the State Preceptor and the Emperor aren’t fools. If there are too many Elixir Patterns, it will definitely arouse their suspicion."

"So, it’s better to keep a low profile."

"Besides, to people in the Imperial Capital now, the number of Elixir Patterns isn’t important; what’s important is having Potential Elixirs at the auction."

Qin Feiyang said with a light smile.

"Seven Elixir Patterns!"

Sun Dahai’s eyes trembled; managing the Treasure Pavilion for so many years, he had never seen a seven-pattern elixir.

But Qin Feiyang’s words made sense.

At this moment, even Potential Elixirs without any Elixir Patterns would lead to a frenzy among the people in the Imperial Capital.

Knock!!

Suddenly.

A knocking sound echoed.

Sun Dahai quickly put away the Qiankun Bag, sat on the chair, and shouted, "Come in!"

The door opened, and a guard strode in, holding more than ten Qiankun Bags.

"Elder Sun, here are the materials for the transmission gates and Battle Intent elixirs from our inventory in the first district. If they’re not enough, we can requisition more from other districts."

The guard placed the Qiankun Bags one by one on the coffee table.

Sun Dahai looked at Qin Feiyang.

Qin Feiyang shook his head.

Understanding, Sun Dahai gestured with his hand, "No need, proceed. Oh, also bring up that five-color fruit from the lobby on the first floor."

"Yes."

The guard bowed and left, closing the door behind him.

Sun Dahai pointed at the Qiankun Bags on the table and smiled, "You can check them."

Qin Feiyang said, "No need, put them away!"

Lu Hong nodded, waved her jade hand, and the Qiankun Bags on the table disappeared instantly.

After a while, the guard returned with that fruit.

Qin Feiyang put away the fruit, stood up, cupped his hands with a smile, and said, "I’ll take my leave now."

"Alright."

Sun Dahai nodded, but suddenly remembered something and said, "Brother Qin, I wonder whether or not I should say something."

"What is it?"

Qin Feiyang asked.

"Though I know as an outsider, I have no right to meddle, I still want to say, no matter how things turn out, you and the Emperor are still father and son."

Sun Dahai sighed.

Qin Feiyang’s gaze turned cold.

Seeing this.

Sun Dahai quickly smiled and said, "Alright, let’s pretend I never said it. Come visit when you have time."

He was certainly eyeing Qin Feiyang, not his Potential Elixirs.

Qin Feiyang opened a transmission gate, preparing to leave with Lu Hong and Luk Zheng.

"Where is the thief who killed my son?"

Suddenly!

A loud voice exploded above the Treasure Pavilion.

Sun Dahai’s expression changed and he quickly said, "It’s Zhuge Jing, leave now!"

"Who is Zhuge Jing?"

Lu Hong asked suspiciously.

Luk Zheng smiled and said, "Zhuge Jing is Martial Marquis Zhuge’s brother and the father of Zhuge Haolong and Zhuge Haoyu."

"What’s his cultivation level?"

Lu Hong asked.

"I don’t know about that."

Luk Zheng shrugged and looked at Sun Dahai.

Sun Dahai said solemnly, "Zhuge Jing’s strength is formidable, a Nine-Star War Saint, just a step away from War Emperor."

"Merely a Nine-Star War Saint, it’s nothing worth mentioning!"

Luk Zheng sneered with disdain.

Lu Hong also smiled faintly but then suddenly frowned and said, "No, I also sense an emperor’s presence."

Qin Feiyang said, "Let’s go out and take a look; if the cultivation isn’t significant, just eliminate them directly."

"Interesting."

Luk Zheng chuckled.

This young cousin is really becoming more to his liking.

The three of them walked out of the VIP room and headed towards the main door.

"Even disregarding the Zhuge family, after all these years, to what extent has this young man grown?"

Sun Dahai looked at the backs of Qin Feiyang and the others in disbelief.

"Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west, never underestimate the youth," this saying is perfectly embodied by Qin Feiyang.

He also prepared to go out and watch.

But thinking through the matter, he decided not to intervene to avoid trouble.

Moreover, Qin Feiyang.

Leaving the VIP room and entering the hallway, he stopped seeing no one around and summoned Wealthy Elixir King.

"What’s up?"

Wealthy Elixir King looked at him suspiciously.

Qin Feiyang said, "Slightly change your appearance and go out to kill!"

Zhuge Jing brought a War Emperor, and if a real fight breaks out, Wealthy Elixir King’s assistance would be necessary.

And back during the Demon Dragon Mountain Range battle, the State Preceptor used Divine Sense to scan the battlefield and saw Wealthy Elixir King, so Wealthy Elixir King can’t show his true face.

"Understood."

Wealthy Elixir King nodded, took a Shape-shifting Pill, transformed into a middle-aged man, and then followed Qin Feiyang, concealing his cultivation, down the stairs towards the main door.

At the same time!

Above the street outside!

A middle-aged man in luxurious clothing stands proudly, his aura is overwhelming, pressing down on the people below, making it hard for them to breathe.

He is Zhuge Jing!

At this moment, his face is full of anger and murderous intent.

Beside him, stands an elderly man.

Though old, yet lively with a robust body.

His long red hair resembles flames, his aura unfathomable!

Meanwhile.

His eyes also flicker with intense killing intent!

And behind the two people stood a group of guards, all with cold faces and sharp eyes, each looking like a god of death.

The aura emanating from these guards was much stronger than the fifteen guards brought by the butler before.

Their cultivation was mostly between one-star and three-star War Saints.

It could be said, this lineup was very strong!

But when Qin Feiyang walked out of the Treasure Pavilion and saw a group of people, a trace of contempt instantly crept into his eyes.

"So it’s him."

Luke Zheng leisurely waved his folding fan, looking at the red-haired old man, and murmured with a smile.

"Who is he?"

Lu Hong asked quietly.

"The Zhuge family has ten clan elders, all with War Emperor cultivation, and this one ranks tenth. Judging from his aura, he should have just broken through to one-star War Emperor not long ago."

Luke Zheng said with a faint smile.

"A one-star War Emperor can be crushed with a single finger!"

Wealthy Elixir King said with a cold smile.

Luke Zheng glanced at him and said indifferently, "Don’t brag, you’re only one minor realm higher than him."

"Whether it’s bragging, you’ll know in a moment."

Wealthy Elixir King sneered.

Luke Zheng was slightly stunned, then shook his head with a smile, and even showed some anticipation in his eyes.

"Which one of you killed my two sons?"

Zhuge Jing looked down at Qin Feiyang and the other three, with undisguised killing intent in his eyes.

"Him."

Luke Zheng pointed at Qin Feiyang without changing his expression.

The surrounding crowd, and the four guards standing in front of the Treasure Pavilion’s door, couldn’t help but twitch their faces.

To falsely accuse someone else without blushing or skipping a beat, how could someone be so shameless?

But everyone knew the two had a long-standing relationship, so it didn’t matter who took the blame.

"Humph!"

"Stop spouting nonsense. Although we weren’t there before, we’ve already looked into it; it was you who killed Haolong and Haoyu!"

Zhuge Jing’s face was grim.

"Then why ask? Just make a move, really have time to waste."

Luke Zheng rolled his eyes.

"How impudent!"

"Do you know who you’re talking to right now?"

Zhuge Jing shouted angrily.

Luke Zheng replied, "Do you know who you’re talking to?"

Zhuge Jing was about to lose his mind and shouted, "Do you know who I am?"

Luke Zheng disdainfully said, "Do you know who I am?"

Zhuge Jing yelled angrily, "I am Zhuge Jing, the younger brother of Martial Marquis Zhuge. Daring to kill my sons, you’re courting death!"

"I am your granduncle Zhuge Jing. Dare to insult your grandfather, be careful of getting struck by lightning."

Luke Zheng grinned.

The onlookers around turned red with repressed laughter, this kid truly wasn’t afraid of death!

Saying he’s Zhuge Jing’s granduncle basically insulted Martial Marquis Zhuge too, didn’t it?

"Bastard!"

"Seize them for me!"

Zhuge Jing roared.

"Wait!"

The red-haired old man suddenly extended his hand, stopping the murderous guards, looked at Qin Feiyang and the others, and said deeply, "May I ask who the four of you are?"

Daring to kill members of the Zhuge family in the street and openly mocking Zhuge Jing, their background must not be small.

So, to avoid provoking those who shouldn’t be provoked, it’s best to ask clearly first.

Luke Zheng’s eyes turned, he grinned and said, "This young master’s last name is ’your,’ first name ’dad,’ figure it out yourself."

"Last name your, first name dad?"

The red-haired old man frowned deeply.

Others also pondered.

But soon, someone couldn’t help but laugh.

Last name your...

First name dad...

Put together, doesn’t that mean your dad?

"Bastard!"

The red-haired old man finally figured it out and instantly became furious, "I’ve already been courteous enough, and yet you dare take advantage of me, you deserve to die!"

With that!

The surging imperial might poured down, like a waterfall, binding Qin Feiyang and the other three.

"It’s you Zhuge family who deserve to die!"

Qin Feiyang’s eyes surged with killing intent, shouting, "Leave none alive, kill them all!"

"As you command!"

Wealthy Elixir King responded respectfully, a gleam of fierceness appeared in his eyes, then he leapt towards Zhuge Jing and the others like a bolt of lightning.

"Huh?"

Zhuge Jing and the others immediately looked at Wealthy Elixir King.

"Merely a Zhuge family, dare to provoke my young master, truly courting death."

Wealthy Elixir King sneered coldly, the imperial might erupted, like raging waves in an ocean, rushing towards the group.

"War Emperor!"

"And stronger than me!"

The red-haired old man’s eyes widened.

Boom!!

But immediately following.

An even more shocking scene appeared.

With a shake of Wealthy Elixir King’s body, an even more powerful aura suddenly burst forth.

"How is this possible?"

This time even Luke Zheng couldn’t stay calm.

Because Wealthy Elixir King’s cultivation unexpectedly surged to four-star War Emperor!

"We underestimated their strength, quickly run!"

The red-haired old man turned pale, yelling.

Zhuge Jing and the group of guards were scared silly.

They never expected there was yet a terrifying strong man hidden among the opponent!

"Run?"

Wealthy Elixir King sneered disdainfully, a large hand reached out into the air, surging battle intent emerged, a giant hand covering the sky instantly appeared.

The giant hand broke through the air, exuding overwhelming pressure, swiftly grabbing the red-haired old man, Zhuge Jing, and the group of guards all in its grasp.

Following that.

Wealthy Elixir King clutched his five fingers sharply.

Boom!

Ah!!!

Instantly.

Along with screams, the bodies of Zhuge Jing and the others were directly crushed by the giant hand, blood staining the sky!

The red-haired old man also did not escape, dying on the spot!