Chapter 1478 - 1411: Intimidation (Part 1)

West of the village, more than two thousand miles away, there is a dense jungle.

However, within the jungle, there was not a single ferocious beast, dead silence.

Whoosh!

But suddenly.

A sound of piercing through the air came.

A young man in white entered the jungle's sky.

It was Qin Feiyang.

"Hmm?"

Upon arriving above the jungle, Qin Feiyang sensed something was amiss.

Not only were there no ferocious beasts in the jungle, but not a single flying insect either.

Moreover, a foul smell filled the air.

But it was faint, and Qin Feiyang couldn't discern what the smell was coming from for a moment.

He continued to fly forward.

The trees here were all extremely large, some ancient trees so wide that even ten people holding hands couldn't surround them.

Thick vines, like Horned Dragons, filled the air with a vigorous aura.

But the stench became more evident.

Qin Feiyang gradually furrowed his brow, as the smell suddenly reminded him of something.

Excrement!

The deeper he went into the jungle, the stronger the stench became.

It was downright nauseating.

At last.

Qin Feiyang couldn't help but cover his nose, hold his breath, and murmured, "Did I come to the wrong place? But Granduncle said the Devil's Cliff was this way!"

He felt a bit puzzled.

Soon.

He ventured dozens of miles into the jungle.

Suddenly!

A giant peak came into view.

The peak stood over a thousand feet tall, entirely pitch black, and barren with no vegetation.

And beneath the peak stood an aged and dilapidated stone stele.

Three vigorous characters were carved on the stele.

—Devil's Cliff!

"Is this the Devil's Cliff?"

Qin Feiyang paused slightly, raising his head to survey the giant peak.

He slowly realized that the pungent stench actually came from the Devil's Cliff.

Whoosh!

As Qin Feiyang approached the Devil's Cliff, the stench was overwhelming.

The smell frantically permeated into his pores.

"What on earth is this?"

Qin Feiyang was perplexed.

He cautiously approached the Devil's Cliff.

Quickly.

He discovered that the entire surface of the Devil's Cliff was covered with a sticky substance.

"What the hell?"

Qin Feiyang frowned.

As he was nearing the Devil's Cliff, his expression changed, immediately halting, and swiftly retreating.

The sticky substance turned out to be excrement!

Standing at a distance, he looked at the Devil's Cliff, his mouth twitching furiously.

So, this was the Devil's Cliff.

It was no wonder that Luk Zheng and the village children turned pale at the mention of this Devil's Cliff.

No sane person would want to come to a place like this!

"Second Cousin, where are you? Come out, we're leaving."

Qin Feiyang didn't dare get closer and shouted loudly.

"Damn it!"

Immediately.

An angry shout exploded midway up the Devil's Mountain like rolling thunder, echoing through the sky.

Shortly afterwards.

Luk Zheng came furiously piercing through the air.

Seeing things were turning bad, Qin Feiyang promptly turned around and fled.

"Qin Feiyang, I won't let you off today!"

Luk Zheng stared intently at Qin Feiyang's retreating figure, gritting his teeth, as if he wanted to skin Qin Feiyang alive.

"Second Cousin, let's talk it out."

Qin Feiyang said.

Luk Zheng shouted, "There's nothing to discuss unless you spend two days at the Devil's Cliff too!"

"I wouldn't!"

Qin Feiyang pouted.

If he had known beforehand what the Devil's Cliff was like, he wouldn't have entered here for anything.

Luk Zheng's fury burned, shouting endlessly, "You knew this wasn't a place for people, yet you tricked me anyway?"

"I didn't know!"

Qin Feiyang apologized with a smile.

"Is not knowing an excuse?"

"Where in the world do things work like that?"

Luk Zheng chased Qin Feiyang furiously.

Qin Feiyang didn't fight back, fleeing without looking back.

One reason was that he was at fault.

The other reason was because, now, Luk Zheng also carried a foul stench.

The two chased one another, and after less than an Hour, a vast sea came into view.

The Luk Family itself was in the Sea of Reincarnation.

It was merely a large island.

Qin Feiyang gazed at the sea, frowning fiercely.

Though he hadn't yet entered the sea, he could already sense terrifying ferocious might.

And these formidable mights were all basically Nine-Star War Emperors!

It was evident.

The sea ahead was absolutely not a place ordinary people could tread.

Swoosh!

He abruptly halted in mid-air, turned to face Luk Zheng, and angrily said, "Can't you give it a rest?"

If Granduncle hadn't asked him to bring along Luk Zheng, he wouldn't have bothered for this long.

"No! It's not over!"

Luk Zheng charged towards Qin Feiyang, filled with overwhelming anger.

"The Golden Throne Hall's morning court has already started."

"I don't have time to fool around with you right now. If you keep pestering me like this, don't blame me for being rude."

Qin Feiyang covered his nose and said with raised eyebrows.

Luk Zheng stayed at Devil's Cliff for two days, and he smelled so bad, he was like a lump of dung.

Seeing Qin Feiyang covering his nose, Luk Zheng was undoubtedly more infuriated, nearly losing his mind.

Bang!

Qin Feiyang spoke no more nonsense, releasing a surge of imperial might, directly blasting Luk Zheng away, saying, "Calm down and then come to the Imperial Palace to find me."

With that said,

Qin Feiyang opened a portal and flew into it without looking back.

"Don't go!"

Luk Zheng roared in rage, immediately charging towards the portal.

Bang!

But just as he was about to approach the portal, a tide of golden dragon energy roared out from within the portal.

Luk Zheng was blown away once more.

By the time he stabilized himself and charged at the portal again, it had already disappeared.

"Bastard, I won't let you go..."

Luk Zheng roared incessantly, his rage frightening the sea beasts in the nearby waters.

...

Imperial Palace.

All the civil and military officials, and the major marquises, converged in the Golden Throne Hall.

But at this moment, the entire hall was dead silent.

The ministers standing inside the hall all had their heads lowered, deep in thought.

Above,

the young Prince, dressed in a dragon robe and wearing a dragon crown, sat upon the dragon throne.

Though he had just ascended the throne a few days ago, he already possessed some imperial demeanor, more mature than before.

Next to him,

the State Preceptor stood with his hands behind his back, standing straight, his gaze sharp as a hawk sweeping over the crowd.

However,

the most eye-catching person at this moment was a young man in purple.

He stood at the front of the ministers, body straight, eyes unwavering, exuding a sharp aura.

Indeed!

He was Zhuge Mingyang!

The State Preceptor raised his eyebrow, looking at everyone, and shouted, "Why is everyone silent? Zhuge Mingyang is the only son of Martial Marquis Zhuge. Is there a problem with him inheriting the title of Marquis?"

The civil and military officials, and the major marquises, looked at each other, none daring to be the first to take a stand.

Suddenly,

Martial Marquis Shao stepped forward and looked at the State Preceptor, saying, "The Zhuge family suffered under Qin Feiyang's cruel hands, leaving only Zhuge Mingyang. Naturally, there's no issue with him inheriting the Marquis title, but I wish to ask the State Preceptor, does Emperor Hong approve of this?"

"Such an important matter, would I as the State Preceptor dare to make arbitrary decisions? Of course, it has Emperor Hong's approval."

The State Preceptor said with a calm face, but his old eyes flashed with a hint of killing intent.

Martial Marquis Shao said, "Since Emperor Hong has already agreed, we as subjects dare not object."

With that, he stepped back.

"Good!"

"Martial Marquis Shao has agreed, what about you all?"

The State Preceptor looked at the others.

Martial Marquis Shao raised an eyebrow and extended his hand, "Esteemed State Preceptor, let me clarify, I merely stated no objections, I didn't say agreed."

"Old Bastard, courting death!"

Zhuge Mingyang raised an eyebrow, turning to look at Martial Marquis Shao, his eyes harboring a hint of killing intent.

The State Preceptor was also infuriated, glaring at Martial Marquis Shao, asking, "What do you mean?"

Martial Marquis Shao glanced at Zhuge Mingyang, then looked up directly at the State Preceptor, saying blandly, "Inheriting the title of Marquis is not child's play, can't I reserve my opinion?"

"Fine, of course you can."

The State Preceptor nodded with a smile, but the smile was chilling, and the threat in his eyes was undisguised.

The ministers were terrified.

But Martial Marquis Shao acted as if he saw nothing, stating blandly, "We all know Zhuge Mingyang's talent, but as a marquis, what is needed is not just talent, but loyalty."

Saying this,

Martial Marquis Shao's gaze shifted to Zhuge Mingyang, saying, "Zhuge Mingyang, tell me, do you possess loyalty to Great Qin?"

The State Preceptor's face darkened.

Zhuge Mingyang's hands involuntarily clenched tightly.

"If you truly are loyal to Great Qin, then vow in front of us, in the name of your Zhuge ancestors, to forever be loyal to Great Qin. If you betray, you will be doomed to death by the heavens and the earth!"

"Dare you?"

Martial Marquis Shao shouted, his voice stern.

Zhuge Mingyang's gaze trembled.

Does Martial Marquis Shao know something?

"Martial Marquis Shao, those words are a bit excessive. Zhuge Mingyang is a subject of Great Qin, how can he not be loyal?"

Suddenly,

Unhappy, another marquis looked at Martial Marquis Shao, it was Martial Marquis Qian.

Martial Marquis Shao said, "I'm merely asking him to vow, what's so difficult?"

Martial Marquis Qian said, "There's no issue with making a vow, I just feel your attitude is overly aggressive, like you're targeting Zhuge Mingyang."

"I agree, Martial Marquis Shao, do you have a grudge against Zhuge Mingyang? Why target him so?"

Another marquis stood up to speak for Zhuge Mingyang, it was Marquis Anwu.

Martial Marquis Shao frowned.

Marquis Anwu glanced at him faintly, saying, "Actually, the meaning of making a vow is insignificant. I just want to say one thing: follow your conscience."

Then, he looked up at the State Preceptor and the young Prince, bowing, "State Preceptor, Your Majesty, I support Zhuge Mingyang inheriting the title of Martial Marquis Zhuge."

"I also support."

Martial Marquis Qian followed.

"We agree too."

Another three marquises stepped forward simultaneously, addressing the State Preceptor and the young Prince.

These three were the ones bought by the State Preceptor: Martial Marquis Qi, Martial Marquis Mo, and Martial Marquis Ge.

The State Preceptor nodded with satisfaction, looking at the others, asking, "Anyone else with objections? If not, I as the State Preceptor will announce it."

As he spoke, he took out an imperial decree.

Martial Marquis Shao looked at the other marquises and ministers, his brows furrowed into a knot.

The marquises and ministers expressed their stance one after another, and in the end, none opposed.

"Qin Feiyang, appear quickly, otherwise no one can stop the State Preceptor..."

Martial Marquis Shao muttered to himself.

The State Preceptor glanced coldly at Martial Marquis Shao, waved his hand, and the imperial decree unfurled.

The civil and military officials of the court immediately knelt on the ground.

Including Martial Marquis Shao.

When an imperial decree is read, no matter who it is, they must kneel and listen. This is a rule passed down through the ages, even a marquis cannot defy it.

But just as the State Preceptor was about to read the decree, a man in white suddenly descended at the door of the Golden Throne Hall.

Who else could it be but Qin Feiyang?

Seeing the State Preceptor about to read the decree, Qin Feiyang let out a sigh of relief, luckily he made it in time.

Immediately,

he smiled coldly, striding into the Golden Throne Hall, saying, "Zhuge Mingyang's succession, did you ask for my opinion first, Qin Feiyang?"

"Qin Feiyang!"

Martial Marquis Shao's eyes trembled, turning to look at Qin Feiyang, his eyes full of delight.