Chapter 1362 - 1295: Zhuge Jinghong's Provocation—Good Brothers?

"The people from the Hall of Martial Gods are quick to act."

"I wonder, who is challenging Qin Feiyang?"

"Do you think Qin Feiyang will accept the challenge?"

"Is that even a question? Given his arrogant nature, he will surely accept."

The disciples below began to stir.

Looking at Qin Feiyang, they didn't bother to hide their schadenfreude.

Although Qin Feiyang returned this time with many strong individuals, his cultivation was only that of a one-star War Emperor.

But in the Hall of Martial Gods, a one-star War Emperor is nothing.

Even though he defeated Zhuge Mingyang, there are countless individuals stronger than Zhuge Mingyang in the Hall of Martial Gods.

Lu Xingchen laughed, "Brother Qin, how can you tolerate such blatant provocation?"

"Do you know who this person who is provoking is?"

Qin Feiyang asked.

Lu Xingchen pondered, "From the voice, it seems like the tenth on the Rankings, Zhuge Jinghong."

"Zhuge Jinghong?"

Qin Feiyang frowned.

Lu Xingchen said, "You might not be familiar with Zhuge Jinghong, but if I mention Zhuge Nanhua, you would surely know."

"Zhuge Nanhua!"

Qin Feiyang's eyes flashed with cold light.

Of course he knew Zhuge Nanhua, not only the State Preceptor's confidant but also Zhuge Mingyang's great-grandpa.

He is currently replacing Elder Qin, commanding the Spirit Pagoda and protecting the teleportation altar.

Qin Feiyang asked suspiciously, "What is the relation between Zhuge Jinghong and Zhuge Nanhua?"

"Zhuge Jinghong is the adopted son of Zhuge Nanhua. It's said his background is very tragic, but his talent is extraordinary. Under Zhuge Nanhua's nurturing, he is now an eight-star War Emperor."

Lu Xingchen explained.

"Eight-star War Emperor!"

Qin Feiyang's gaze trembled; he frowned and said, "Since he is an eight-star War Emperor, he's definitely stronger than Zhuge Mingyang. But why is he ranked after Zhuge Mingyang?"

"Is there even a need to ask?"

"Naturally, it's favoritism towards Zhuge Mingyang!"

"After all, he is the prodigy of the Zhuge family."

Lu Xingchen stated.

"Would others agree with Zhuge Mingyang occupying the Rankings?"

Qin Feiyang frowned.

"You might not know, but half of the people on the Rankings are from the Zhuge family."

"The one ranked first, Zhuge Xingfeng, has reached Nine-Star War Emperor. It's rumored that he is openly the number one in the Hall of Martial Gods!"

"Tell me, with Zhuge Xingfeng overseeing, who would dare touch Zhuge Mingyang?"

Lu Xingchen sneered.

"Zhuge Xingfeng..."

Qin Feiyang murmured.

Unexpectedly, the Zhuge family's power has grown so strong.

"So, what do you think?"

"Are you interested now?"

Lu Xingchen asked.

Qin Feiyang laughed, "Being interested is one thing; going is another. Let's first go have some drinks."

"Drinks again?"

Lu Xingchen raised his eyebrows.

Others have issued a challenge openly, yet he's not accepting it?

Has this guy changed his nature?

"Qin Feiyang, stop being a coward, I'm waiting for you at the arena!"

Zhuge Jinghong's voice roared again, filled with overwhelming arrogance.

"Brother Qin, he said it like that, can you still hold back?"

Lu Xingchen said.

Qin Feiyang sighed helplessly, "Even if I can't hold back, I still have to. After all, as you said, he's an eight-star War Emperor; how can I, a mere one-star War Emperor, be his opponent?"

"Brother Qin, pretending like this isn't fun."

Lu Xingchen frowned.

"What am I pretending?"

"This is simply the truth!"

"Being patient leads to calm seas, retreating gives vast horizons, come on, let's go have some drinks."

Qin Feiyang opened another teleportation gate and forcefully pulled Lu Xingchen in.

Actually.

His thoughts are quite simple.

If Lu Xingchen wants him to go, then he precisely won't go.

As for Zhuge Jinghong's provocation, he didn't care at all.

If he wants to shout, then shout!

Who has the time to pay attention to you?

This is actually a change in mindset too.

If it were the past, facing such aggressive provocation, he definitely wouldn't let it go.

But now.

He already has an indifferent attitude.

Because, in his eyes, now his opponents are the State Preceptor, Imperial Leader, Mu Tianyang, General Tower Master, these supreme rulers.

Frankly speaking.

Now only these people can catch his eye and make him deal seriously.

"Just leaving like that?"

"What the hell!"

"I thought he would be formidable, but he's just a soft-legged shrimp."

"Seems like we all overestimated him."

"Without those Nine-Star War Emperors helping him, what is he really?"

The disciples below watched Qin Feiyang open the teleportation gate and leave, couldn't help but mock.

...

Hall of Martial Gods!

Above a combat arena, a young man in black stood proudly.

His arms were folded behind his back, long hair draped over shoulders, eyes gazing into distant skies, with eyebrows as sharp as swords, exuding an astonishing edge.

Indeed.

This person is Zhuge Jinghong!

The combat arena below was also filled with a sea of people.

They were also disciples of the Hall of Martial Gods, the lowest cultivation among them was War Saint.

Even War Emperors were numerous.

"Do you think Qin Feiyang would come?"

"Don't worry, this man's eyes are above everything, facing Brother Jinghong's challenge, he'll surely come."

"When he arrives, there will be a good show to watch."

Everyone was engaged in discussions, their eyes filled with amusement and anticipation.

Whoosh!

Suddenly.

A streak of light tore through the sky, landing in front of Zhuge Jinghong. It was a short, black-clad man.

Looking at Zhuge Jinghong, his face was full of flattery.

"Xia Changjin, has Qin Feiyang arrived?"

Immediately someone below loudly inquired.

Zhuge Jinghong also withdrew his gaze, looking at the short man.

Xia Changjin glanced at the people below, looked at Zhuge Jinghong, shook his head, and said, "He hasn't come."

"Not come?"

People were astonished.

Well, this is truly unexpected!

"Why hasn't he come? Does he look down on me, Zhuge Jinghong?"

Zhuge Jinghong's face sank as he asked.

"How could he, a one-star War Emperor, look down on Brother Jinghong you?"

Xia Changjin sneered, saying, "He admits he's not your opponent and dares not come to fight."

"Haha..."

"He truly has self-awareness."

Zhuge Jinghong smiled triumphantly, asking, "Then where has he gone now?"

Xia Changjin said, "He went to the Fragrant Moon Tower with Lu Xingchen, seemingly to drink."

"A useless fellow!"

Zhuge Jinghong sneered, the disdain on his face growing stronger, saying, "Does he think running to Fragrant Moon Tower can help him avoid this calamity? Bring the writing materials."

Xia Changjin hurriedly took out paper, ink, and inkstone, placing them in the void.

Zhuge Jinghong waved his hand, and the brush landed in his hand. Then he wrote rapidly, and two bold characters appeared on the paper.

——Waste!

"Tsk tsk tsk!"

"Brother Jinghong is really bold, directly gifting Qin Feiyang these two words."

"When he sees these two words, his expression will definitely be quite wonderful."

People below burst into laughter.

Zhuge Jinghong's face was also full of ridicule, looking at Xia Changjin said, "Immediately send it to Qin Feiyang, make sure to deliver it personally, and tell him that he can come for a battle if he doesn't agree, I, Zhuge Jinghong, will be waiting anytime!"

"Understood."

Xia Changjin chuckled, folded the paper, and opened a portal to leave.

...

Meanwhile!

In front of a courtyard.

Yan Wei appeared out of thin air, carrying a woman.

The woman was Shen Mei.

These years had passed, and she had become more mature and alluring, but she was currently unconscious.

"Master, your subordinate has returned."

Yan Wei looked at the pavilion in the courtyard, speaking respectfully.

"Enter."

The voice of the State Preceptor came from inside.

Yan Wei pushed open the door, walked to the front of the pavilion, opened the door, and saw the State Preceptor sitting alone beside the tea table in the hall.

Yan Wei carried Shen Mei inside.

"Well done."

The State Preceptor smiled, then glanced at Shen Mei, his brows immediately furrowed, questioning suspiciously, "Who is she? Didn't I ask you to capture Ren Wushuang? Why is it an unrelated person?"

"Your subordinate was unable, could not find Ren Wushuang."

Yan Wei's gaze flickered, quickly placing Shen Mei down, speaking fearfully.

"How could you not find her?"

The State Preceptor raised their eyebrows.

"According to subordinate's investigation, Ren Wushuang disappeared a few days ago, and along with her, her grandfather also vanished."

"Subordinate suspects it might be because last time you took away Qin Feiyang's mother, making Qin Feiyang vigilant, and thus he took them away."

Yan Wei said calmly.

"That damned brat, really hard to deal with!"

The State Preceptor snorted coldly, looking at Shen Mei said, "Then who is she?"

Yan Wei said, "She is called Shen Mei. According to what subordinate heard, she also has a good relationship with Qin Feiyang. Most importantly, she and Ren Wushuang are as close as sisters."

"Close as sisters?"

"Given their close relationship, why didn't Qin Feiyang take her with him when he took Ren Wushuang away?"

The State Preceptor frowned.

"This should be due to her personal reasons, your subordinate does not know."

Yan Wei said.

The State Preceptor studied Shen Mei, pondered for a moment, saying, "No matter, having someone is better than none. Go immediately and find Qin Feiyang, tell him this woman is in our hands, observe his reaction. If his reaction is significant, it means he truly cares about this woman."

"Alright."

Yan Wei nodded, promptly opened the portal, and walked inside.

...

First district.

Fragrant Moon Tower!

"Master Qin, you just returned, and you come to our Fragrant Moon Tower to play, truly making us feel honored!"

"Quick, please come inside!"

Seeing Qin Feiyang and Lu Xingchen enter the hall, two attendants quickly greeted them with flattering smiles.

"Qin Feiyang!"

"Why has he come to Fragrant Moon Tower again?"

"I just received news that he had gone to the Temple!"

Upon hearing the attendants' voices, the guests in the hall all set down their bowls and cups, turning to look at Qin Feiyang, their eyes full of suspicion.

Qin Feiyang stood at the door, scanned the room, and smiled, "I hope I didn't disrupt everyone's enjoyment."

"No, no."

"Being able to eat and drink in the same place with Master Qin is our honor, wouldn't you all agree?"

"Yes, indeed."

People nodded, flattering him.

Qin Feiyang shook his head with a smile, looking at those attendants said, "Arrange for a slightly quiet place for me and bring two pots of your best wine from your store. I want to properly host my good brother here."

"Good brother!"

Everyone felt a chill, glancing at Lu Xingchen beside Qin Feiyang, their pupils slightly contracting.

No one expected that Lu Xingchen and Qin Feiyang would be this close.

Some people even showed envy in their eyes.

However, Lu Xingchen, upon hearing Qin Feiyang's words, wasn't happy at all. Instead, he raised his eyebrows unknowingly.