Xuanwu War Sovereign

The first thing that came into view was a forest of red trees.

They looked like the red maples of late autumn.

Gazing at the red forest from a thousand paces away, the members of the Qin Family couldn’t help but smile.

WHOOSH!

Even the three Elders—Qin Qingyun, Qin Qinghong, and Qin Qingyue—felt their expressions soften as they breathed a silent sigh of relief.

They had fought the entire way, and even with Qin Feng to rely on, the group was exhausted to the core.

Finally, they had a place to rest, where they wouldn’t need to be ready to draw their weapons and fight at a moment’s notice.

A figure appeared at the head of the party. Qin Feng’s gaze swept across the forest, and a faint, almost imperceptible premonition from his powerful Spiritual Sense brought a cold sneer to his lips.

He waved his hand, signaling the group to halt.

At Qin Feng’s gesture, their expressions tensed, and they drew their weapons by reflex.

In a flash of light, Qin Qingyun appeared by Qin Feng’s side. "Venerable Lord, what is it?"

Qin Qingyun’s deference was absolute. After witnessing Qin Feng’s methods, he was like a god in the eyes of the Qin Family members.

Qin Feng waved his hand, signaling the group to remain on alert.

Qin Feng turned his head, looking at the crow on his shoulder. "Xiaoba!"

The crow on his shoulder, three times the size of a normal one, shrieked, "I get it, Brother Feng! I, Eighth Master, will watch over these little ones. You can count on me!"

The members of the Qin Family exchanged glances, their expressions turning glum.

’Since when did the renowned experts of the Qin Family of Mountain and River City need a crow for protection?’

With a flash of black light, Qin Feng reappeared a hundred paces away. His gaze then settled on a point in the Void several hundred paces beyond that.

"Come on out. Since you two are here waiting for me, there’s no need to hide!"

His eyes gleamed, seemingly piercing through the unseen Void to land upon two figures.

Silence.

The air was still.

RIPPLE!

Suddenly, a spot in mid-air rippled like water. A silent fissure appeared in the Void, and two figures seemed to step right out of it.

They were a pair, one old and one young.

The elder was a burly man who resembled a majestic lion, his face covered in a beard like copper wire. His eyes were stern, projecting an innate authority.

Qin Feng’s pupils contracted slightly the moment he saw the burly elder.

’This is a Martial Arts Giant.’

Beside the burly elder stood a young woman of breathtaking beauty. She was tall and enchantingly graceful, her long, snow-white hair drifting around her. She exuded a sacred and divine aura, though a hint of astonishment lingered in her almond-shaped eyes.

A flicker of recognition sparked in Qin Feng’s mind as he saw the tall, white-robed woman.

Her striking height and beauty, so different from that of an ordinary young woman, had left a deep impression on him.

’She’s from an Alien Race.’

With a flash in his eyes, Qin Feng recalled where he had seen her. "I know you! I saw you at Heaven-Reaching Ridge. You were with Shi Wushuang. You’re the fiancée of Prince Shi Wushuang of the Celestial Lion Royal Family, Shi Tong’s older sister, and the Saintess of the Bright Heavenly Lion Clan—Shi Han!"

Qin Feng raised an eyebrow. "Were those men in black earlier with you?"

"Men in black?" Shi Han was slightly startled.

His eyes flickered, and Qin Feng shook his head. "It seems they weren’t with you."

Glancing at the burly old man glaring daggers beside Shi Han, a smile touched the corner of Qin Feng’s lips.

"My apologies for the wait. I wonder, are you two here to fight me to the death, or to do business?"

Shi Han gave a captivating smile. "You’re a perceptive man, Young Master Qin Feng. I wonder... is my younger sister in your custody?"

"You mean Shi Tong? Yes, she is indeed with me. She’s my concubine now." A roguish glint appeared in his eyes as he sized up the tall, alluring, snow-haired young woman before him.

Qin Feng chuckled. "So, strictly speaking, that makes Miss Shi Han my sister-in-law!"

Qin Feng clapped his hands and smiled. "How wonderful. Meeting your sister-in-law in the wilderness has to be one of the great joys in life!"

The burly elder’s face contorted with rage. "Insolence!"

A surging aura like a tidal wave crashed toward Qin Feng. The violent pressure, like a thunderstorm, made the faces of the Qin Family members drain of color, and they retreated several hundred paces in near unison.

Qin Feng stood his ground, unmoving. Three feet in front of him, the violent pressure silently dissolved like melting ice.

’Having forged his True Soul Body, Qin Feng had no fear of a Martial Arts Giant’s spiritual pressure.’

"Save your energy, old man," Qin Feng drawled. "Anger is bad for your health."

As he spoke, he waved his sleeve, and the world-shattering pressure instantly and silently vanished.

At the same time, Qin Feng took a single step forward. The world seemed to warp with the movement as an overwhelming aura, one that could topple mountains and drain seas, exploded from him.

Hnngh!

Instantly, the burly elder’s expression changed drastically. He stepped in front of Shi Han as a burst of incomparably ferocious golden power erupted from him, forming a wall.

BOOM!

The tide-like pressure slammed into the invisible wall of golden True Power, crashing like a colossal wave against a reef.

BOOM!

The ground beneath the burly elder’s feet fractured, and he was forced back half a step.

"How is this possible?!" The burly elder’s face was a mask of disbelief, his eyes locked in utter shock on the black-robed young man a hundred paces away.

’In a clash of auras, he, a Martial Arts Giant, had actually lost to a mere disciple from the All Stars Academy.’

’Doesn’t this mean he’s already broken through to the Martial Arts Giant Realm?!’

The burly elder’s heart trembled violently. He could hardly believe it. Just a few months ago, this young man had been nothing more than a Martial Artist who had just broken through to the Condensing Vein Realm.

Seeing the elder’s astonishment, a cold sneer flashed in Qin Feng’s eyes. He had, after all, already forged the True Soul Body, a feat unique to Martial Arts Giants.

What’s more, the power of his True Soul Body far surpassed that of an ordinary Martial Arts Giant.

In fact, his Soul Realm had already reached the peak of a Martial Arts Giant.

’This burly elder had made a fundamental miscalculation, trying to suppress him with spiritual pressure.’

Qin Feng lifted his chin, his eyes fixed on the snow-haired young woman. "So, what do you think, sister-in-law? This brother-in-law of yours isn’t half bad, is he? A lot stronger than that Shi Wushuang of yours!"

"That fiancé of yours, Shi Wushuang, is a total loser. He’s got nothing but his Celestial Lion Royal Family status and a mouth full of honor, yet he couldn’t even protect his own future sister-in-law!"

"Sister-in-law, why don’t you break off the engagement and consider me instead?"

Qin Feng stroked his chin, openly appraising the snow-haired young woman. "For the sake of my little concubine—your sister—I can make an exception and take you as an equal wife!"

A faint blush rose on her snow-white skin. Faced with the black-robed young man’s roguish words, the snow-haired girl felt even her formidable composure begin to crack.

A flicker of anger appeared in her limpid eyes. But as Qin Feng’s words echoed in her mind, she couldn’t help but compare the recent performance of her fiancé, Shi Wushuang, to Qin Feng’s...

’Ever since his defeat to Qin Feng at Heaven-Reaching Ridge, Shi Wushuang had been listless and despondent.’

’There was no comparison!’

’Wait, why am I letting him lead my thoughts astray? I came here to find my sister. Why am I thinking about all this nonsense?’

The snow-haired young woman’s eyes turned cold. "Qin Feng, stop changing the subject. Where is Shi Tong right now?"