Immortal God of War-Chapter 81: Just in Case_1

That wasn’t the case.

Qin Feiyang knew his own limits.

The Ling Family Head and the Clan Elders were all Martial Ancestors. With his current strength, he wasn’t even enough to fill the gaps between their teeth.

He did this to force Luo Xiong and his two companions to act.

Indeed.

Seeing him shielding Ling Yunfei, the expressions of Luo Xiong and his companions changed.

WHOOSH!

Brilliant streams of Battle Intent roared from their bodies like a torrent, enveloping the high platform and exuding a world-destroying aura!

"Anyone who moves again dies without mercy!" Luo Xiong bellowed.

The Ling Family Head and the Clan Elders shivered, halting abruptly as they stared in terror at the Battle Intent hovering above them.

Cold sweat drenched their bodies!

Qin Feiyang secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He turned to the City Lord and frowned. "City Lord, you personally wrote the life-and-death agreement. Aren’t you going to say anything? Surely you don’t intend to favor the Ling Family?"

"This City Lord needs to inspect personally."

The City Lord rose and walked towards Ling Sheng, his face somewhat grim.

This result was not what he wanted. Over these three days, he had never worried, nor had he ever thought Ling Sheng would be defeated. He had even already planned how to teach Qin Feiyang a lesson after Ling Sheng won. But now, everything was in chaos. He was somewhat at a loss as to what to do.

Arriving before Ling Sheng, he bent down to inspect him. A trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, but it gradually vanished, replaced by sheer terror!

"How is this possible?"

"His heart is actually shattered!"

Finally, he couldn’t help but exclaim!

"What?"

The various magnates and Family Heads all looked startled and stepped forward to check.

"It’s really shattered!"

Everyone was dumbfounded.

There wasn’t a single external injury on his chest, yet the heart inside had shattered into pieces. This was too bizarre!

Could this be the legendary technique of ’Striking the Bull Through the Mountain’?

The Martial Palace Hall Master turned to Ling Yunfei, his eyes glinting. "When did you master such a Martial Arts Technique?"

"I don’t know," Ling Yunfei replied, his expression blank.

The Martial Palace Hall Master was a hypocrite. Neither Qin Feiyang nor Ling Yunfei harbored any good feelings for him; in fact, they even felt disgusted by him.

However, the Hall Master turned a blind eye to this attitude, a smile appearing on his face.

Seeing this, the Ling Family Head sensed something was amiss. He immediately bowed and pleaded, "Hall Master, I implore you, seek justice for my son!"

The Martial Palace Hall Master frowned, saying with displeasure, "Why should this Hall Master seek justice for him?"

The Ling Family Head grew anxious. "Hall Master, he is, after all, now a Disciple of the Martial Palace! You personally agreed just moments ago!"

"This Hall Master did indeed agree, but he hasn’t formally entered the Martial Palace yet, so he doesn’t count as a Disciple of my Martial Palace."

"Besides, you both signed a life-and-death agreement. You should accept your defeat."

"Don’t cause Ling Yunfei any more trouble, or don’t blame this Hall Master for being impolite!" the Martial Palace Hall Master stated coldly.

The Ling Family Head’s face turned livid on the spot.

It was one thing not to help. But to his surprise, the Hall Master was now threatening him! What was this?

Honestly, did such a person deserve to be the Hall Master of the Martial Palace? But no matter how much resentment he harbored, he could only endure it.

Watching the Ling Family Head’s miserable state, Qin Feiyang and Ling Yunfei exchanged a look, a hint of derision in their eyes.

Which of these magnates wasn’t opportunistic? If you had value, they’d help you. If you were worthless, who were you to them? Why should they help you? You could get lost for all they cared. This was the stark reality. Therefore, to gain importance, one had to strive to prove one’s worth.

Qin Feiyang said quietly, "If nothing unexpected happens, the Martial Palace Hall Master will definitely invite you to join the Martial Palace."

Just as expected!

Before he could even finish his words, the Martial Palace Hall Master looked at Ling Yunfei and smiled. "I deeply apologize for what happened earlier. I now formally invite you to join the Martial Palace. I promise you that the sole pre-allocated spot in the Martial King Palace will be yours."

At these words, the entire arena was in an uproar once more!

However, the members of the Ling Family looked as though they had eaten dog feces, their expressions utterly foul.

Because once Ling Yunfei agreed, he was destined to soar to great heights. This meant Ling Yunfei would completely escape their control. They might even have to look up to him and curry favor with him.

This was very unfavorable for them!

But Ling Yunfei hesitated.

Although he detested the Martial Palace Hall Master, joining the Martial Palace was something he had always longed for.

But now, he had to consider Qin Feiyang.

Without Qin Feiyang’s help, he would still be that cowardly weakling, far from achieving his current success.

If he agreed to the Martial Palace Hall Master’s offer, it would be akin to burning the bridge after crossing it.

Suddenly, he gave a self-deprecating smile.

What was there to hesitate about? As a person, shouldn’t one repay kindness?

With this thought, he looked up at the Martial Palace Hall Master, shook his head, and said, "I’m sorry, I will not join the Martial Palace. I have already promised Jian Haotian to be his sword for life."

"He refused?"

Everyone was bewildered. He actually refused such an enticing offer? What was so special about this Jian Haotian that such a genius would willingly follow him for a lifetime? These were the doubts in the hearts of all the magnates.

The Martial Palace’s Hall Master, however, was infuriated! He had spoken kind words and offered all the help he could, yet he was still rejected?

And all because of a mere Four-star Martial Master.

Honestly, could a mere Four-star Martial Master compare to the Martial Palace? Impossible! The difference was like that between the clouds and mud! Yet Ling Yunfei had chosen this pile of muck. This was a blatant insult to him, an insult to the Martial Palace!

As for Qin Feiyang, he was naturally delighted.

This proved he hadn’t misjudged the man.

Nevertheless, he smiled and said, "Ling Yunfei, go to the Martial Palace. The Martial King Palace is your stage. Go and display your talents to the fullest!"

"What?" Ling Yunfei was stunned.

The others were also dumbfounded.

"I mean what I say. There’s no need to test me," Ling Yunfei said, a little displeased.

Qin Feiyang smiled. "I’m not testing you. I sincerely hope you enter the Martial King Palace."

Seeing Ling Yunfei still looked unconvinced, he gave a helpless smile, looked at the Martial Palace Hall Master, and said, "I’ll accept on his behalf. I hope you will treat him well."

"Naturally," the Martial Palace Hall Master laughed. For the first time, he found this young man rather agreeable.

"Why?" Ling Yunfei asked Qin Feiyang.

"Why must there be a reason for everything in this world?" Qin Feiyang shook his head with a smile, then turned to the Ling Family Head. "Can Ling Yunfei’s mother be handed over to us now?"

At the mention of this, Ling Yunfei immediately put aside his doubts and turned to glare menacingly at the Ling Family members.

"Family Head, what do we do?" a group of Clan Elders asked the Family Head anxiously.

The Ling Family Head was also anxious, racking his brains for a plan.

Suddenly, a gleam of inspiration flashed in his mind.

"Don’t worry, I still have a trick up my sleeve. I guarantee it will ensure Jian Haotian never stands up again!" he whispered to the group of Clan Elders. Then, he turned to the City Lord and cupped his hands. "City Lord, I have a matter to report to you."

"What is it?" the City Lord frowned.

The Ling Family Head said, "Three nights ago, Jian Haotian murdered two city guards named Zhao Liu and Li Qi."

He really intends to frame me, Qin Feiyang sneered inwardly.

"Is this true?" The City Lord didn’t ask for reasons, only for the truth of the matter.

This was enough to show he still intended to deal with Qin Feiyang.

The Ling Family Head nodded. "Absolutely true. I dare to guarantee it with my life. I also know their bodies are buried right outside the Elixir Palace."

A sharp light glinted in the City Lord’s eyes as he ordered, "Take me there at once!"

The Ling Family Head turned and muttered a few words to those Clan Elders.

Those Clan Elders nodded. Then, carrying the bodies of Steward Ling and Ling Sheng, they took the lead in departing, quickly entering the city and vanishing from sight.

"Why let them go first?" Qin Feiyang muttered, his eyes thoughtful. To want to bury Ling Sheng and the steward’s bodies—didn’t they seem a bit too hasty? Normally, he wouldn’t have doubted it. But these were unusual times; letting a group of Clan Elders leave first seemed abnormal no matter how he looked at it.

The Ling Family Head glanced at Qin Feiyang, a cold sneer flashing in his eyes. He then turned to the City Lord and bowed. "City Lord, please!"

The City Lord looked at Luo Xiong. "Let’s go together!"

"Alright," Luo Xiong frowned and nodded.

The Ling Family Head led the various magnates away at a quick pace.

Feng Cheng came to Qin Feiyang’s side and asked in a low voice, "Did you actually do it or not?"

Qin Feiyang smiled. "Old Feng, just wait and watch the show!"

"You brat, always being so mysterious! Fine, I’ll wait and see. But for now, stick close to me. I’m worried the Ling Family might resort to desperate measures and try to ambush you," Feng Cheng whispered, then looked at Ling Yunfei beside him. "Same for you."

The two nodded and followed behind Feng Cheng towards the city gate.

Ling Yunfei said, "You want me to go to the Martial Palace; you must have your reasons, right?"

"No particular reason, just worried I can’t afford to support you," Qin Feiyang said half-jokingly.

Ling Yunfei’s face darkened. He wasn’t some woman; did he need Qin Feiyang to provide for him?

"Brother Jian, wait for me!"

At that moment, Fatty squeezed out from the crowd, trotted eagerly to Qin Feiyang’s side, and said with a grin, "Boss, you’re so damn awesome! You’re simply Master Fatty’s idol!"

Qin Feiyang rolled his eyes. Suddenly, an idea struck him, and he whispered, "Master Fatty, help me with something."

"What help?" Fatty paused and asked.

Qin Feiyang leaned close to Fatty’s ear and whispered a few sentences.

Fatty, upon hearing this, looked astonished. "Really?"

Qin Feiyang shook his head. "It’s just a guess; I can’t be certain. But people’s hearts are unfathomable, so it’s necessary to take precautions. Go quickly. After this is done, I’ll give you several dozen more Top Grade Elixirs."

"No problem, leave it to Master Fatty!" Master Fatty’s eyes lit up. He patted his chest confidently. Then he squeezed into the crowd, rushed ahead of everyone into the city, and disappeared without a backward glance.

Ling Yunfei asked doubtfully, "What did you ask that Fatty to do?"

"Just taking precautions," Qin Feiyang said with a faint smile. "Do you still have any feelings for the Ling Family?"

Ling Yunfei said, "Three days ago, I did still have some feelings. But when I saw Steward Ling enter Black Bear Mountain to kill me, all those feelings vanished. After my mother is rescued, the Ling Family and I will have no further connection."

"That’s good." Qin Feiyang nodded, a bright gleam deep within his eyes.

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