Translator:
Noodletown Translated
Editor:
Noodletown Translated
Qingfeng could smell a bloody scent coming from Fiery Emperor Palace. It was a scent that would only appear when there were dead or wounded people.
Something definitely happened at Fiery Emperor Palace,
Qingfeng’s expression changed when he realized that something bad must be occuring.
Ring~
Qingfeng took out his phone and called Xianzhi Qin’s number. To his surprise, no one picked up the phone, deepening his worries.
Qingfeng walked towards the interior of Fiery Emperor Palace.
…
At the moment, in the hall of Fiery Emperor Palace.
Xianzhi Qin’s face was ghastly pale and there was a tinge of blood at the corner of her mouth. She was just sneak attacked and had suffered serious injuries.
Hao Qin, as the Elder of the Fiery Emperor Palace, how could you conspire with the Sword Pavillion to obtain the sect leader position?
Xianzhi Qin demanded furiously.
Xianzhi Qin, the position of sect leader should have belonged to me, but our Master was biased and gave the position to your father. I am just getting back what should have been mine in the first place,
Hao Qin said coldly as he furrowed his brows.
Hao Qin, my father was deeply injured. He only has one month to live. If you want the position of the sect leader, he would give it to you. Why did you conspire with the Sword Pavilion, who obviously have malicious intentions?
Xianzhi Qin said as she glanced at the members of the Sword Pavilion with disgust in her eyes.
The member of the Sword Pavilion was an elder with pure white hair, wearing green clothes. He was the powerful Third Elder of the Sword Pavilion.
Hao Qin smiled coldly and said with disdain,
Xianzhi Qin, who are you trying to fool? Even if your father died, he would pass the position to you. He would never pass it to me! Or I would not have acted.
As the saying goes, even when the camel was injured, it was still stronger than a horse. Even though the Sect Leader of the Fiery Emperor Palace was close to his death, he was still extremely powerful. Thus, Hao Qin, conspired with the Elder of the Sword Pavilion and the Third Elder of the Fiery Emperor Palace to defeat the sect leader and the Second Elder of the Sword Pavilion. They were imprisoned in the dungeon of Fiery Emperor Palace.
As for Xianzhi Qin, she had tried to flee when she discovered Hao Qin’s conspiracy. However, she was captured and injured when she was about to escape.
As for the other disciples of the Fiery Emperor Palace, some were already bribed by the Hao Qin while the others were thrown into the dungeon.
Hao Qin, the Third Elder of Fiery Emperor Palace, and the Third Elder of Sword Pavilion had consumed the precious elixirs of Fiery Emperor Palace. They were now powerful True Spirit realm fighters. Naturally, none of the ordinary disciples of the Fiery Emperor Palace were their match.
Xianzhi Qin, give up. I can leave you with a whole corpse,
Hao Qin said coldly as he walked towards Xianzhi Qin.
In your dreams, I will never give up,
Xianzhi Qin said.
A flash of coldness appeared in Hao Qin’s eyes. He said to the Third Elder of the Fiery Emperor Palace,
Go and kill him.
Hao Qin cared for his reputation in the end. If he killed Xianzhi Qin, it would tarnish it. Afterall, Xianzhi Qin was the young mistress of Fiery Emperor Palace and she was very popular within the Fiery Emperor Palace; many disciples, including Hao Qin’s followers, held affections towards her.
To protect his reputation, Hao Qin ordered the Third Elder to kill Xianzhi Qin. That way, the members of Fiery Emperor Palace would direct their anger towards the Third Elder.
A flicker of hesitation appeared on Third Elder’s face when he heard Hao Qin’s words. Even though he had conspired with Hao Qin to defeat the Sect Leader, he was still hesitant. After all, the young mistress was very popular within the Fiery Emperor Palace.
Third Elder, if you kill Xianzhi Qin, I will appoint you as the Vice Sect Leader,
Hao Qin said luringly.
Vice Sect Leader?
The Third Elder was delighted when he heard the words. In Fiery Emperor Palace, the Vice Sect Leader was only second in power to the Sect Leader. He could receive a lot of elixirs and resources.
For the position of Vice Sect Leader, Third Elder decided to kill Xianzhi Qin.
Young mistress, you should blame your father for wanting to pass the position of Sect Leader to you. Go and die,
the Third Elder of the Fiery Emperor Palace said coldly with a murderous intent.
Who dares to try to kill Xianzhi Qin?
Suddenly, an arrogant voice was heard. Qingfeng’s figure appeared before the group.
Who are you? This is the Fiery Emperor Palace. Outsiders are prohibited,
the Third Elder said in displeasure.
You don’t have to know who I am. I heard that you want to kill Xianzhi Qin even though you are a member of Fiery Emperor Palace. Calling you a dog would be an insult to a dog. Dogs still know that they should protect their masters,
Qingfeng scolded the elder mockingly.
Bastard, how dare you call me a dog? You are courting death,
Third Elder hissed.
As the Third Elder of the Fiery Emperor Palace, he was used to being respected everywhere he went. Naturally, he was furious after being insulted by Qingfeng.
Old dog, come to meet your death,
Qingfeng said arrogantly as he pointed at the Third Elder.
Seven Yellow Fist,
the Third Elder muttered. He suddenly swung his right fist forward, forming a mass of energy shaped like a giant yellow fist. He then pummeled his fist viciously towards Qingfeng.
The Seven Yellow fist was an Intermediate level self-cultivation technique. In the entire Fiery Emperor Palace, only the Sect Leader and the Elders could practice this technique. No one else had access to it.
He had already mastered the Seven Yellow Fist and formed seven giant fists in the space before him. The fists were so powerful that they punctured the air as they flew towards Qingfeng, creating vortexes of wind currents.
Strangle Hell Fist,
Qingfeng roared as he punched his fist forward. An enormous mountain appeared before his fist and collided with the Seven Yellow Fist.
Boom!
The seven fists of the Seven Yellow Fists were directly destroyed by one of Qingfeng’s Strangle Hell Fist and disappeared from the air.
The Seven Yellow Fists was no match for the Strangle Hell Fist, a testament to the strength of Qingfeng’s technique.
Katcha!
The Strangle Hell Fists tore through the space and landed heavily on the Third Elder’s body. Instantly, his ribs were broken and he fell to the ground. His face had turned ghastly pale and there was blood spewing from in his mouth.
With a single fist, the Third Elder of the Fiery Emperor Palace was defeated!
At that instant, everyone turned to look at Qingfeng. Their eyes were filled with disbelief. Qingfeng’s power was beyond anyone’s expectations.
Miss Qin, are you okay?
Qingfeng asked Xianzhi Qin.
I am okay but why are you here?
Xianzhi Qin said softly. Some of the redness had returned to her face.
I am here to make the life-extending elixir for your father. However, I smelled the scent of blood from outside so I hurried over,
Qingfeng explained.
Xianzhi Qin was touched. She did not expect for Qingfeng to come and save her father during this turbulent time.
Qingfeng, you are the strongest man of the Huaxia Ancient Martial World. This is a matter of the Fiery Emperor Palace, so please don’t interfere,
Hao Qin said with a frown.
As the Elder of Fiery Emperor Palace, Hao Qin had seen Qingfeng before. Naturally, he was aware of the young man’s power. Qingfeng had defeated countless of people in the Huaxia Ancient Martial World and he did not want to anger him.
