Immortal God of War-Chapter 716 - 681 Terrible Treatment_1

Soon, the group arrived before a flight of stone stairs. The stone stairway was over ten meters wide, rose more than twenty meters high, and had approximately fifty to sixty steps, all suffused with an ancient aura. At the top of the stairway stood an imposing stone Stele! The Stele was tens of meters tall, its entire body snow-white, as if crafted from white jade. Upon it, two large characters were engraved:

—Temple!

These two characters, as if etched with iron hooks and silver strokes, emanated a majestic aura. Behind the Stele lay a series of magnificent halls. Some were tens of meters high, others hundreds, and some even soared into the clouds.

"Is this the Temple?" everyone murmured, scanning the buildings with eyes full of curiosity, including Fatty and the Wolf King. Only Qin Feiyang remained unfazed; after all, born in the Imperial Capital, he was not entirely unfamiliar with the Temple.

Fatty asked in a low voice, "Boss, do you know what this Temple is for?"

"What else could it be? It’s no different from the Holy Temple: cultivating talent to serve the Great Qin Empire," Qin Feiyang replied mentally, a hint of disdain in his tone.

"Is that so!" Fatty grumbled, then added, "Does this Temple also distinguish between a Martial Palace and an Elixir Palace?"

"Certainly," Qin Feiyang nodded.

"Is there a spiritual power requirement?" Fatty asked. The Elixir Palace in the Holy Temple had a spiritual power requirement; only those who reached the fifth level of spiritual power could enter.

"That, I don’t know," Qin Feiyang shook his head.

Fatty paused, astonished. "You’re from the Imperial Capital, how could you not know?"

"Just because I’m from the Imperial Capital, does that mean I must know everything about it?" Qin Feiyang rolled his eyes at him.

In fact, the Temple held a very high status in the Imperial Capital because its patron was the current emperor himself. Therefore, even the children of vassal lords would scramble to enter the Temple. Even a Prince of the Imperial Palace would enter the Temple.

However, Qin Feiyang’s situation back then was different.

Firstly, while all princes were children of the emperor, Qin Feiyang was fortunate to have the Empress as his mother. As everyone knew, the Empress’s status far exceeded that of the concubines in the harem. Consequently, Qin Feiyang’s status within the Imperial Palace at that time was considerably higher than that of other princes.

Secondly, Qin Feiyang was greatly favored by the emperor back then. The emperor often personally instructed him in his cultivation, making it entirely unnecessary for him to enter the Temple. Or rather, even if he had wanted to enter the Temple at that time, neither the emperor nor the Empress would have permitted it.

Therefore, Qin Feiyang only had a general understanding of the Temple. As for the specifics, he knew nothing. Of course, in the past, he wouldn’t have deigned to inquire about such matters.

THUD! THUD!

Suddenly, the sound of steady, powerful footsteps echoed from the top of the stone stairs. Soon after, a middle-aged man dressed in black came into Qin Feiyang’s and the others’ view. This man was about 1.9 meters tall, his body rippling with bulging muscles, exuding an air of wildness.

Upon seeing him, everyone’s pupils constricted. They were completely unable to discern this man’s cultivation level!

At the same time, the man looked down at Qin Feiyang and the others, his rugged face devoid of emotion. No one knew what he was thinking.

Dong Zhengyang turned to the black-robed old woman and whispered, "Senior, do you know who he is?"

"I don’t know," the black-robed old woman shook her head. Not knowing his identity, they didn’t know how to address him. Thus, for a moment, the ugly old witch and her five companions were at a loss.

The middle-aged man suddenly spoke, "Are you from the Nine Prefectures?" His voice was sonorous, vibrating their eardrums.

"Yes," the ugly old witch and her five companions nodded respectfully.

The middle-aged man said, "My name is Yue Ming. I am a Law Enforcement Elder of the Temple’s Law Enforcement Hall, and I have come specifically to meet you all."

"Greetings, Elder Yue Ming," the six of them immediately bowed. Qin Feiyang and the others also bowed in respect.

"Follow me," Yue Ming stated plainly, then turned and left.

The ugly old witch and her five companions led Qin Feiyang and the others, hurriedly ascending the stone stairs towards the top.

The Wolf King asked secretly with suspicion, "Xiao Qinzi, what is this Law Enforcement Hall?"

"The Law Enforcement Hall exists specifically to maintain order within the Temple," Qin Feiyang explained. "There are countless Disciples in the Temple. Therefore, to maintain order, the Temple specially established a Law Enforcement Hall. Every member of the Law Enforcement Hall is exceptionally powerful. Moreover, they hold the power of life and death over the Temple Disciples. They even dare to kill the children of vassal lords. Thus, they hold a very high status within the Temple and are also the figures most feared by the Disciples."

"What!" Fatty and the Wolf King were dumbfounded. "They even dare to kill the children of vassal lords?"

"They have such authority because the Law Enforcement Hall is directly under the jurisdiction of the Temple’s Hall Master," Qin Feiyang said. "And the Temple’s Hall Master is the State Preceptor."

"State Preceptor?" Fatty was puzzled.

"The State Preceptor is the person with the highest status in the Great Qin Empire today, aside from the Emperor and the Empress," Qin Feiyang explained. "Furthermore, he is the current Emperor’s master."

"The Emperor’s master!" Fatty and the Wolf King exchanged glances, their eyes filled with shock.

The Wolf King asked, "Then, is this State Preceptor’s strength even greater than the current Emperor’s?"

"That I don’t know," Qin Feiyang shook his head. "This State Preceptor is very mysterious, rarely seen. I only saw him once when I was a child."

Fatty transmitted mentally, "I, Master Fatty, dare to assert that this person’s strength has undoubtedly reached a level that touched Heaven and Earth, and he will likely become an obstacle to your revenge in the future."

Qin Feiyang sneered coldly. If he truly dares to meddle, I won’t show any mercy.

Hearing this, Fatty and the Wolf King couldn’t help but shake their heads and chuckle. They had never doubted Qin Feiyang’s capabilities. Although he was certainly no match for this State Preceptor now, sooner or later, he would trample this man underfoot.

Fatty said, "Boss, if the Law Enforcement Hall is so formidable, it must be incredibly difficult to enter, right?"

"Yes," Qin Feiyang mentally affirmed. "I can’t say exactly how difficult. However, as far as I know, the number of people in the Law Enforcement Hall is always maintained at ninety-nine. Including the Law Enforcement Hall Master, that makes exactly one hundred."

Fatty said, "So, even if you’re qualified, you might not be able to enter the Law Enforcement Hall?"

"Correct," Qin Feiyang nodded. "Unless someone in the Law Enforcement Hall perishes."

"Perishes?" Fatty shook his head. "That seems unlikely! After all, this is the Imperial Capital. Who would dare to touch them?"

As they talked, the group had ascended the stone stairs. A vast plaza came into view, but it was empty and seemed exceptionally desolate. Opposite the plaza stood an ancient grand hall. The hall was about ten meters high and entirely black. Through the main door, they could vaguely see a white-haired old man sitting inside.

Yue Ming led them directly into the grand hall. The interior layout was also quite simple, with only a desk and two chairs. The white-haired old man was sitting by the desk, dozing with his eyes closed.

Yue Ming walked to the desk, knocked on its surface, and said, "Old chap, people are here. Register them."

The white-haired old man slowly opened his eyes, glanced at Yue Ming, then at Qin Feiyang and the others, and said indifferently, "State your names and cultivation levels."

The ugly old witch asked, "Do we need to as well?"

"Nonsense," the white-haired old man said without looking up, his tone somewhat impatient. "If you don’t state your name, how can I register you? How can I give you an Identity Token?"

"Zhu Yue, Nine-Star War Ancestor," the ugly old witch hurriedly stated.

"What?" Qin Feiyang, Fatty, and the Wolf King all trembled. They hadn’t expected this old witch to be a Nine-Star War Ancestor, just one step away from War Saint!

Meanwhile, the white-haired old man took out a white Token from a drawer beneath the desk. Then, Battle Intent surged at his fingertips. He swiped it over the Token a few times and then tossed the Token onto the desk. "Next."

The ugly old witch stepped forward, picked up the white Token, and then retreated to the side, looking at the Token in her hand with considerable excitement. Once she had this Identity Token, she could stay in the Imperial Capital forever.

The former Prefecture Lords of Crane Province, You State, Feng Province, Void State, and Yu State also stepped forward successively and received their respective Identity Tokens. They, too, were all Nine-Star War Ancestors.

Then, it was the turn of Qin Feiyang and his group. Qin Feiyang wasn’t in a hurry, allowing Lu Xingchen and the others to receive their Identity Tokens first.

About a hundred breaths later, everyone had received theirs, leaving only Qin Feiyang and the Wolf King.

"Qin Feiyang, One-Star War Ancestor," Qin Feiyang calmly stepped forward.

The white-haired old man asked nothing and directly gave Qin Feiyang the Identity Token. Afterwards, the white-haired old man closed his eyes and began to doze off again.

The Wolf King frowned and asked, "What about my Identity Token?"

"Ferocious beasts don’t get one," the white-haired old man replied faintly.

The Wolf King roared, "Damn it, you’re looking down on us ferocious beasts—"

WHOOSH!

The white-haired old man’s eyes snapped open, two cold glints shooting out. At that moment, not only the Wolf King but even Qin Feiyang and the others felt as if they had plunged into hell, their bodies shivering uncontrollably! Even the ugly old witch and her five companions felt the same.

But soon, the white-haired old man closed his eyes again.

Qin Feiyang immediately glared fiercely at the Wolf King and mentally snapped, "This isn’t the Holy Temple! Behave yourself!"

"Got it!" the Wolf King grumbled, thoroughly frightened. This old man appeared ordinary, devoid of any aura, but he was clearly concealing his cultivation.

Yue Ming also glanced meaningfully at the Wolf King and asked, "Are there any Alchemists among you?"

The ugly old witch nodded. "Yes, Qin Feiyang is."

"Next," Yue Ming instructed, "Alchemists report to the Elixir Palace. Martial Artists report to the Martial Palace. Remember, within the Temple, private fighting among Disciples is strictly forbidden. Otherwise, regardless of who is right or wrong, all parties will be punished."

"We Disciples shall remember," the group responded respectfully.

"You’d better," Yue Ming said, his gaze sweeping over them, his tone carrying a clear warning. With that, he waved his hand, and taking the ugly old witch and her five companions, he vanished without a trace.

"He just left?" Qin Feiyang and the others looked at each other in dismay. Leaving them here like this, wasn’t he far too irresponsible? Shouldn’t he at least have told them the locations of the Martial Palace and Elixir Palace?

"What now?" Zhao Yu asked. Everyone was somewhat at a loss.

Lo Dan pointed to the white-haired old man sitting by the desk and whispered, "Should we ask him?"

"I don’t dare," Feng Ranran shook her head.

Ling Yu gritted his teeth. "I’ll ask."

But before Ling Yu could speak, the white-haired old man said, "Find them yourselves. If you can’t even find the Martial Palace and Elixir Palace, it means you’re too stupid. My Temple does not welcome idiots."

Hearing this, everyone couldn’t help but feel a surge of anger. They were, after all, the elites of the Nine Prefectures. Not only was there no one to guide them, but they were also spoken to in such a manner. Wasn’t this too much? Even Qin Feiyang was extremely annoyed internally!