Immortal God of War

Because.

After all, Emperor Hong is his great-grandfather.

Blood is thicker than water.

If just now, Emperor Hong had shown even a hint of regret, Qin Feiyang would have respectfully called him great-grandfather.

Unfortunately.

He did not see it.

Is it sad?

He feels that he is indeed quite pathetic.

As a descendant of the Qin Clan, to be so unrecognized.

Exhaling deeply, Qin Feiyang looked at Emperor Hong and said, "I don't want to waste words, let's get straight to it. Why did you summon me?"

Emperor Hong glanced at Qin Feiyang in surprise and said with a smile, "I often hear people say you are a decisive person who acts swiftly; it's true. So I won't beat around the bush."

Qin Feiyang looked at him calmly.

Emperor Hong asked, "Not long ago, what happened at the Golden Throne Hall, I'm sure you've heard the news by now?"

"Yes."

Qin Feiyang nodded.

"Do you know why it happened?"

Emperor Hong asked.

Qin Feiyang said, "I know everything."

Emperor Hong was slightly taken aback and suspiciously asked, "Did you know the emperor was impersonated by Zhuge Nanhua?"

"What exactly do you want to say?"

Qin Feiyang was starting to get impatient.

Emperor Hong smiled, "Young man, don't be so quick-tempered. I'm curious, who informed you?"

"Elder Qin."

Qin Feiyang did not hide it.

Because if Emperor Hong wanted to investigate, he couldn't hide it anyway.

"So that's it."

Emperor Hong nodded knowingly and laughed, "Knowing is better; it saves me from saying it again and wasting time."

Qin Feiyang frowned, puzzled, "What do you mean? Were you planning to tell me this personally?"

"Yes."

Emperor Hong nodded.

"For what reason?"

Qin Feiyang was confused.

Emperor Hong said, "Because I want you to know the truth, and after knowing the truth, it will extinguish your thoughts."

Qin Feiyang felt increasingly uneasy, "What thoughts do I have?"

"The throne!"

Emperor Hong took a sip of tea, looked up at Qin Feiyang, and said.

Swoosh!

Qin Feiyang abruptly stood up, flames of anger burning in his eyes.

So this old guy is worried that he's coveting the throne.

Emperor Hong laughed, "Are you going to tell me you have no thoughts about the throne?"

"Haha..."

Qin Feiyang laughed out loud.

Summoned him specifically because of suspicion?

Great-grandfather?

Family?

Haha...

What a joke!

At this moment.

His heart was as cold as iron.

Such family, Qin Feiyang prefers not to have!

Qin Feiyang returned to the stone stool, and all the respect for Emperor Hong in his heart vanished, he ridiculed, "Are you so sure I have thoughts about the throne?"

Emperor Hong said, "If you have no thoughts, why did you kill off the other Princes?"

"Just because I killed the Princes, that means I have thoughts about the throne? Old man, is that really the extent of your thinking?"

Qin Feiyang chuckled, his sarcasm unabashed.

Emperor Hong was not angry, he smiled calmly, "My mind may not match yours, but my strength is something you might never reach."

"Haha..."

Qin Feiyang laughed again, "Are you really so strong?"

"At least stronger than you, isn't it?"

Emperor Hong chuckled.

"That's true."

"After all, you've lived for at least ten thousand years, and I've only lived for decades; comparing strength, naturally I can't match you."

Qin Feiyang chuckled.

The meaning behind these words, anyone not foolish could hear, was clearly mocking Emperor Hong.

Whether Emperor Hong was truly magnanimous or merely enduring, his face showed no anger, just consistent calm.

"More words are pointless."

"I just want to tell you, if the Emperor truly encounters misfortune, the little Prince will be the sole heir to the throne."

"As for you, you can continue living in the Imperial Capital, but not if you commit any transgressions."

"After all, you're no longer a part of the Qin Clan."

"I can also give you a better suggestion."

"Return to where you came from and live carefree. We'll all be free and unfettered; isn't it blissful?"

Emperor Hong smiled.

"Makes sense."

Qin Feiyang nodded.

Emperor Hong's words should have made him angry, but Qin Feiyang felt no anger at all.

His heart was as calm as the Dead Sea.

Seeing Qin Feiyang nod, Emperor Hong's face was full of appreciation, and he chuckled, "There's hope for you."

"Don't smile so brightly."

"I said it makes sense, but it doesn't mean I will listen to you."

"Just now you said to return where I came from."

"Then, let me ask you, where did I, Qin Feiyang, come from? Iron Bull Town or the Imperial Palace?"

Qin Feiyang spoke.

Emperor Hong fell silent.

He originally intended for Qin Feiyang to return to Iron Bull Town.

But reminded by Qin Feiyang, he realized Qin Feiyang was born in the Imperial Palace.

After a moment.

Emperor Hong looked up at Qin Feiyang, smiled, "You can stay at Bright Sky Palace, but do not touch what you shouldn't."

"Rest assured, I have no interest."

"Conversely, I will help the little Prince ascend the throne."

Qin Feiyang smiled.

Emperor Hong frowned for the first time.

Because this answer took him completely by surprise, he doubted, "Why would you do that?"

"Because the little prince is my younger brother, and he's still young and immature. Of course, I have to help him."

"Besides, if I'm not by his side, I wouldn't be at ease!"

"After all, the imperial palace is too chaotic now. What if someone wants to harm him?"

Qin Feiyang chuckled.

Emperor Hong remained silent, scrutinizing Qin Feiyang, trying to discern the truth from his expression.

But in the end,

he saw nothing.

Qin Feiyang said indifferently, "Is there anything else?"

Emperor Hong said, "Keep your people and beasts in check, and don't let them cause any more trouble in the Imperial Capital."

"It's a small matter."

Qin Feiyang smiled broadly, then stood up and said, "Then I shall take my leave."

Emperor Hong nodded.

Qin Feiyang immediately turned and walked away with large strides.

But suddenly!

He stopped, turned to look at Emperor Hong, and grinned, "I forgot there's something else I wanted to tell you."

"Speak,"

Emperor Hong smiled.

"The wheel of fortune turns; things change every thirty years."

"Today, your power, Emperor Hong, is indeed beyond my reach, Qin Feiyang."

"But remember, there will come a day when I, Qin Feiyang, will let you taste what it's like to be beyond reach."

Qin Feiyang declared.

"I'm waiting, and I look forward to it."

Emperor Hong chuckled lightly.

"Rest assured."

"I won't make you wait too long."

With these words, Qin Feiyang laughed arrogantly, breaking through the sky like lightning, disappearing to the edge of the world.

Emperor Hong watched the direction in which Qin Feiyang disappeared, his gaze flickering.

At this moment.

The old man in red walked out of the wooden building, his Qi Sea already repaired, his injuries nearly healed.

He glanced at the direction where Qin Feiyang vanished, then quickly approached Emperor Hong and bowed, "Master, although you are his great-grandfather, he still dares to be so presumptuous..."

"Great-grandfather..."

Emperor Hong murmured, shaking his head with a smile, then retracted his gaze, picked up his tea cup, and while sipping tea, he looked at the lake and said, "Speak your mind directly, don't beat around the bush."

The old man in red said, "This one thinks we can't let him continue being so arrogant. When necessary, he must be taught a lesson."

"Teaching him a lesson..."

"Do you have the ability?"

"If you did, you wouldn't have ended up in such a sorry state before."

Emperor Hong laughed.

"This one does not, but you do, Master!"

"With your power, teaching him a lesson is just a wave of your hand."

The old man in red said.

Emperor Hong sighed, "There's a saying that blood ties are thicker than water, and familial love runs deep. Although he has faults, how can I bear to harm him? Besides, he has inherited from my late father."

The old man in red said, "Master, you're raising a tiger to invite calamity."

"Raising a tiger to invite calamity?"

Emperor Hong smiled indifferently and said, "Do you really think he will ever surpass me?"

"I admit, he is very gifted."

"But becoming a god is not an easy task."

"In the world, how many extraordinary talents are there? Which one was not astounding in their youth?"

"But in the end, how many actually become gods?"

"Take you, for instance, you were considered a prodigy in your youth, but now, you're stuck at the pinnacle of Nine-Star War Emperor, unable to move forward."

"To become a god requires not just talent, but also the right mindset."

"Qin Feiyang, with his intense obsession, his fate is sealed, leaving no chance for him to become a god."

Emperor Hong smiled lightly.

"To see through even these things, you indeed have sharp eyes, Master!"

The old man in red was full of admiration.

...

Bright Sky Palace!

Qin Feiyang returned to Bright Sky Palace, entered the ancient castle directly, and continued transcribing the third stroke of the Action Art.

Watching Qin Feiyang's back, Master Fatty and the others had a look as if they wanted to speak but hesitated.

"If you won't speak, step aside and let me do it."

White-Eyed Wolf pushed Master Fatty and the others aside, walked up behind Qin Feiyang, and said, "Xiao Qinzi, I really feel it's not worth it for you."

"Why?"

Qin Feiyang asked without turning his head.

"In the past two years, to deal with Mu Tianyang and the State Preceptor, you've been running everywhere, even nearly facing death several times."

"And now, this Emperor Hong not only lacks any words of gratitude, but he also targets you like this. It's simply too much!"

White-Eyed Wolf seethed with anger.

"Indeed!"

"He even wants to drive you out of the Imperial Capital again. In Master Fatty's view, he never saw you as family."

Fatty snorted coldly.

Qin Feiyang retracted his arm, turned to Fatty and White-Eyed Wolf, and asked, "Then in your opinion, how should I fight back?"

"According to Master Fatty, whatever he doesn't want you to do, you should do."

Fatty said.

"Exactly."

"He doesn't want you to think about the throne? Then let's find a way to seize the throne."

White-Eyed Wolf's eyes flashed with fierce light.

"Emperor Hong has already decided to let the little prince inherit the throne. Snatching it is not as easy as you say, is it?"

Luk Zheng shook his head.

White-Eyed Wolf gave a wicked laugh and said, "But what if the little prince dies?"

Luk Zheng was startled and quickly looked at White-Eyed Wolf, "Don't do anything reckless. The little prince is now backed by Emperor Hong, and if you dare to touch him, none of us will escape."

"What are we afraid of?"

"What storms and waves haven't we experienced?"

White-Eyed Wolf scoffed.

"You're digging your own grave!"

Luk Zheng snorted coldly and looked at Qin Feiyang, "Don't listen to White-Eyed Wolf. If you really want to fight against Emperor Hong, we can think long-term and not use such radical methods."

Qin Feiyang smiled, saying nothing, and said with a light smile, "Let's all focus on cultivating!"

After speaking.

Qin Feiyang turned back and continued transcribing the Action Art.

"In the future, don't come up with bad ideas, it will only harm the little cousin."

Luk Zheng glared at White-Eyed Wolf and Fatty, then moved aside to continue cultivating.

White-Eyed Wolf and Fatty pouted, looking at Qin Feiyang, who seemed wronged, and felt very upset.

But since Qin Feiyang said nothing, they dared not act on their own and didn't know what Qin Feiyang was thinking. They could only reluctantly continue to cultivate.