For Feng Minglian, childhood was a nightmare. Her mother was the devil.
Thus, even without meeting her father, she harboured expectations. A father had to be better than this demonic mother, Feng Mingxiao.
Today, upon seeing Ling Xiao, this thought grew more urgent.
Ling Xiao was like this. His senior brother surely would not be heartless and unjust.
“If you do not return, are you not afraid your mother will be angry?”
Feng Ming Wuliang threatened.
Feng Minglian fell silent. She glanced at Ling Xiao, unsure what to say. She knew well how powerful her mother was.
“What is there to fear? I will decide everything!”
Ling Xiao declared loudly, “Feng Mingxiao is merely at the third level of Yin-Yang Realm. She is far from invincible.”
Hearing this voice, Feng Minglian felt as if she had been liberated.
For so long, anyone close to her had ended in tragedy.
Some caused by her mother, some by the Ice Phoenix Clan.
In any case, not a day passed without living in nightmare. She dared not truly love or make friends. She could only exist in darkness, manipulated by others.
Today, Ling Xiao brought her hope.
“Lian’er, fend for yourself.”
Feng Ming Wuliang flung his sleeve and left decisively.
He could not manage this affair today, nor should he. Rather than stay and suffer humiliation, better to depart.
Yet before leaving, he still warned Ling Xiao, “I do not wish to see Mingxing Huangzi’s corpse. He is my adopted son.”
With that, he left.
Leaving the dilemma to Ling Xiao.
Of course, this was Feng Ming Wuliang’s self-assumed dilemma. He thought his departure would trouble Ling Xiao, making him hesitate to act against Ji Mingxing.
This showed he still did not understand Ling Xiao.
On this return to the Divine Phoenix capital, Ling Xiao’s primary target for revenge was Feng Ming Wuliang himself.
Did he truly believe that as emperor, no one dared trouble him?
In this world, there truly were madmen who feared nothing.
Feng Ming Wuliang departed.
Ling Xiao revealed a cold smile. He glanced faintly at the Great Sun Realm Lord and the others remaining in the VIP seats. “Today, I come for my friend. I must kill Ji Mingxing. No one can stop me!
Neither the emperor nor anyone else can prevent me from striking Ji Mingxing.
He did what he should not have. He must pay the price.
He must die!”
“With this old man here, you cannot kill him!”
The Great Sun Realm Lord finally had to stand forth.
After all, the one about to be killed was his disciple. He had to intervene, or he could no longer mix in these circles.
Moreover, having raised Ji Mingxing from youth, he treated him as his own son. Who could watch their son be killed before their eyes?
“I disagree!”
A cold, aloof voice came from the fairy-like figure shrouded in moonlight.
She appeared out of thin air before the Great Sun Realm Lord, gazing indifferently at the man before her. No killing intent, no battle intent.
Yet filled with an irresistible aura.
“Moon Maiden!”
The Great Sun Realm Lord’s aged face turned exceedingly grim.
He should have realised. Ling Xiao dared provoke him, dared provoke Emperor Feng Ming Wuliang. Without such powerful backing, he would not act so.
For Ling Xiao was no fool.
All he did seemed reckless but was planned.
“Enough talk. Ji Mingxing, you have lived too long. Time to die.”
Ling Xiao no longer looked at the Great Sun Realm Lord.
With Moon Maiden present, the Great Sun Realm Lord could not possibly stop him.
“Ling Xiao, you cannot kill me. I am a descendant of the Holy Emperor, incomparably noble! I am the orthodox line. Kill me, and the world will call you cruel and heartless, slaughtering the previous dynasty’s heir. You will become a tyrant in the world’s eyes!”
Ji Mingxing panicked, retreating while shouting loudly.
“Tyrant? So what? If a benevolent ruler lacks even the courage to avenge his friends, I would rather not be one.”
Ling Xiao raised his hand. The幽影剑 exuded icy killing intent, sword intent piercing straight at Ji Mingxing’s body.
In that instant, Ji Mingxing felt death so close.
“Stop!”
“Madman!”
The Great Sun Realm Lord roared.
Peng Yue, Jia Tianfeng, and Kong Ming sighed.
All eyes fixed on the sword in Ling Xiao’s hand. He truly dared act. Even after Emperor Feng Ming Wuliang’s threat, he dared. What exactly did he intend?
Though they knew not the answer.
They clearly understood Ji Mingxing was finished.
No one could stop Ling Xiao, not even the Great Sun Realm Lord.
The rest dared not even try.
“Whoever stops him, this old man will take as disciple and impart all my lifelong arts!”
At that moment, the Great Sun Realm Lord shouted loudly.
He had no choice. Moon Maiden watched him. He could not act himself. He could only borrow the power of those around.
Peng Yue, Jia Tianfeng, and Kong Ming did not move.
Yet over a dozen warriors at Celestial realm, tenth heaven or above, acted.
For them, this was a heaven-sent opportunity, a tremendous chance. They would not miss it.
Moreover, they believed that with over a dozen united, even if Ling Xiao was strong, he might not overcome them. And was there not Mingxing Huangzi too?
Yet Peng Yue, who understood Ling Xiao best, looked grim.
He knew clearly. Ling Xiao dared publicly provoke them all because he could kill them all.
“All courting death? Good, I shall oblige!”
A cold smile tugged at Ling Xiao’s lips. His sword lightly traced an arc in the air. A massive shadow crocodile lunged from the darkness towards those charging him.
“Void Shadow Crocodile: Kill!”
In that instant, time and space seemed to freeze.
Onlookers stared dumbfounded at Ling Xiao’s sword strike.
Ordinary?
No, unfathomably mysterious!
The move was not flashy, yet its effect was staggering.
Everyone, including Ji Mingxing, lost their heads in unison.
Ji Mingxing’s round head, eyes gradually losing light. His body crashed heavily to the ground.
At this moment, he appeared so insignificant.
Ling Xiao’s sword had slain him incidentally. The gap in strength was imaginable.
“Mingxing Huangzi? It seems the quality of Divine Phoenix Empire’s Huangzi is declining!”
Ling Xiao sheathed his sword. His icy eyes held no pity.
All gazed in terror at this youth.
Too powerful!
Too arrogant!
Today was the grand wedding day between Mingxing Huangzi and Princess Lian’er.
An imperial-bestowed marriage by Emperor Feng Ming Wuliang himself.
Known throughout the city, extraordinarily lively.
The ceremony’s scale rivalled even a prince or crown prince’s wedding.
Yet in the end, this grand wedding was utterly ruined by one sword.
This sword, at this wedding, claimed eighteen lives.
Among them, the rising star Mingxing Huangzi Ji Mingxing.
What people saw was Ling Xiao’s domineering arrogance, fearlessness, the true rise of a peerless genius.
