Free Web NovelChapter 527: Chapter 322: White-Eyed Wolf (Part 2)
"Qianqian, it’s been a while!"
Finding it too noisy, Zou Feng simply waved his hand.
With that casual wave, massive lotuses could be faintly seen blooming.
Within a radius of a hundred feet, everyone except for Yang Qianqian was collectively poisoned, frozen in place, and unable to move.
The area instantly fell silent.
"You... you... Zou Feng!?"
Of course, Yang Qianqian couldn’t have forgotten Zou Feng’s face.
After all, compared to before, besides a change in his aura, Zou Feng’s features hadn’t changed one bit.
"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"
Even though she had recognized him, Yang Qianqian’s eyes were wide with disbelief, unwilling to face reality.
"You were obviously dead, dead!"
Seeing the woman was starting to lose it, Zou Feng couldn’t be bothered to explain. He just raised his hand and sent a resounding slap across her face.
The current Yang Qianqian was already one of the few True Qi Realm experts in the Hongxing Dynasty.
Otherwise, she wouldn’t have been sent as the Celestial Essence Sword Sect’s representative to specifically assist the rebels here.
So, as Zou Feng’s palm flew towards her, a Martial Artist’s instinct when facing an attack instantly calmed Yang Qianqian down.
At the same time, her mind immediately devised over a hundred possible countermeasures.
In a flash of thought, she came to a final conclusion: ’I can dodge this!’
SLAP!
Huh!?
’I clearly thought I could dodge it, but my body couldn’t react accordingly.’
She took the full, solid force of that slap.
The next moment, Yang Qianqian let out a wail as her body spun like a top.
When she finally managed to stop, Yang Qianqian was once again in a state of dazed confusion.
"Qianqian, it’s been a while?" Zou Feng finally repeated his earlier words.
Clarity quickly returned to Yang Qianqian’s eyes.
"Brother Feng, is it really you, Brother Feng?!" This time, Yang Qianqian was suddenly overwhelmed with a mix of surprise and joy.
It was as if Zou Feng were her long-lost, non-biological older brother.
"Back then, when you all mysteriously disappeared from the Forbidden City, everyone said you were dead, but I never believed it!"
"Brother Feng is an unparalleled hero who came from our Yang Mansion, how could anything have happened to you..." With that, Yang Qianqian switched into a gushingly familiar mode.
The image of her standing proudly among the troops, commanding with authority, vanished without a trace.
At this moment, Yang Qianqian seemed to truly believe she was Zou Feng’s dear little sister...
She even started bringing up the Yang Mansion to build a connection.
That wasn’t entirely wrong, as Zou Feng and the Yang Mansion had indeed parted on peaceful terms.
Looking at the Yang Qianqian of today, Zou Feng couldn’t help but sigh with emotion again. ’Things have changed, and so have people...’
After so many years, this little girl, who was once arrogant to the bone and refused to face reality, had finally learned to make pragmatic choices with incredible smoothness.
That slap hadn’t actually been heavy, but it was enough to make Yang Qianqian realize that, in front of the person he was now, her meager strength was no different from that of an ant.
"Qianqian, I remember that Sister Yun did you the favor of teaching you your first skills. Why are you so merciless, insisting on leading an army against her?" Zou Feng asked with a frown.
He wasn’t wrong. Tian Yun’s Heart Meeting Martial Arts Hall was the very place where Yang Qianqian’s journey on the Martial Dao began.
Although she never formally became a disciple in order to join the Celestial Essence Sword Sect, Tian Yun was still, by all accounts, her mentor.
Hearing this, Yang Qianqian’s face paled in horror.
"Brother Feng, it wasn’t me! How could I have the authority to lead an army here? It was those old geezers from the Celestial Essence Sword Sect who forced me to come and lend a hand..."
After saying that, Yang Qianqian added cautiously, "Besides... Brother Feng, you’ve probably been away for too long. Master Tian... she has indeed done a number of things that have caused public resentment..."
’For her to still dare say this now, it must mean the rumors about Tian Yun’s tyrannical levies and the widespread resentment they caused are true.’
’It seems that in order to build her ideal spirit ship, Tian Yun really did squeeze the common people for all they were worth...’
"Enough. You don’t need to go to all this trouble to force her and Bian Yixia to abdicate. Before long, I’ll be taking them away from here."
"Withdraw the troops."
Zou Feng wasn’t a devil, after all. He didn’t want to create unnecessary slaughter if he could avoid it, even though he was fully capable of easily annihilating this army of several hundred thousand...
However, these words made Yang Qianqian look troubled once again.
"Brother Feng, your little sister... I’m not the commander..."
Zou Feng said immediately, "Then bring your commander here!"
Before his voice had even faded, a powerful gust of wind howled through.
Clearly, another expert was rushing over.
Zou Feng looked up, slightly surprised. After all, his earlier wave had laid out a significantly weakened Poison Domain in the surrounding area.
Yet someone had been able to ignore the surrounding toxins and barge right in?
’Could it be...’
A heroic-looking man in silver armor, who had suddenly broken in, stopped ten paces from Zou Feng. He began to demand menacingly, "Who are you, and why... ah!?"
What a coincidence. It was another acquaintance.
Zou Feng recognized the man’s face at a glance, but for a moment, he couldn’t recall his name.
"Gen... General Leader!?" The silver-armored man’s voice began to tremble slightly.
That’s right. This person was a former member of the Iron Blood Gu Poison Group.
And if he remembered correctly, this man was the first member of the Iron Blood Gu Poison Group to reach the Seventh Grade.
Zou Feng gave him a brief once-over and knew that this guy’s Poison Skill was quite well-practiced.
According to the power classifications of the Great Yan Dynasty, he had impressively reached the First Grade Realm.
Zou Feng turned his head to Yang Qianqian and asked, "He’s the commander?"
Yang Qianqian nodded.
The rebel commander was actually a member of the Iron Blood Gu Poison Group. This was far beyond Zou Feng’s expectations.
One had to know that Tian Yun had taken great care of the Iron Blood Gu Poison Group, acting as a semi-master to its members.
Back when he was drawing on the poisoned blood of the Gu Poison Group to break through to the True Qi Realm, Tian Yun had even worried that he might take their lives in the process.
After all, she had watched this group of young people from the Iron Blood Gu Poison Group grow up, just as she had looked after the young disciples of the Heart Meeting Martial Arts Hall.
Zou Feng’s expression instantly turned cold.
"Anyone could have become the leader of these rebels, but you are the one who shouldn’t have!" Zou Feng said icily.
The former member of the Iron Blood Gu Poison Group was immediately scared silent, his legs gave way, and he fell to his knees.
"General Leader... I... I’m not... It’s Sister Yun... Master Tian. After you left, she changed... Now she’s become... PTAH—"
Zou Feng couldn’t be bothered to listen to his nonsense and sent a kick flying.
He had just made himself very clear. If someone else had been the rebel leader, he wouldn’t have cared, since he was going to take Tian Yun and Bian Yixia away soon anyway.
But the members of the Iron Blood Gu Poison Group had been under the protection of Tian Yun and Bian Yixia ever since they were fleeing from Yuwen Boxi’s pursuit.
And that’s not to mention how they later fought to build an empire together. After their success, each was entrusted with great responsibility, becoming a hegemon in their own right.
In the end, it turned out they had still raised an ungrateful wolf whose ambition kept growing.
After taking such a kick, the silver-armored man surprisingly didn’t die. Instead, after rolling a few times, he unleashed his True Qi at full power and fled at high speed.
Even though he was now a First Grade Expert, the fear of Zou Feng that was etched into his very bones still prevented him from mustering even a sliver of thought to resist.
He only wanted to unleash all his potential in an attempt to escape.
"Brother Feng, let your little sister help you catch that ungrateful wolf!"
Yang Qianqian’s words sounded righteous, but in reality, she just wanted to use the opportunity to slip away herself.
After all, the pressure Zou Feng exerted on her was too immense. She felt that what stood before her wasn’t a person, but a mountain that constantly emanated a toxic Poison Miasma!
"No need!" Zou Feng shook his head slightly. "He’s already dead."
Just as his voice fell, the silver-armored man, who had already shrunk to a small black dot in Yang Qianqian’s vision, suddenly exploded with a BANG, turning into a cloud of blood mist.
"Now, you’re the commander. Withdraw the troops."
As he spoke, Zou Feng turned and walked towards the gates of the Forbidden City.
"When I come back out with them, I don’t want to see all these people blocking the way."
Seeing Zou Feng’s back grow more and more distant, Yang Qianqian suddenly felt a sense of emptiness, as if she had realized that, a long time ago, she had missed out on a tremendous opportunity.
"Brother Feng!" As if possessed, she called out to Zou Feng again.
"What is it now?" Zou Feng replied without turning his head.
Yang Qianqian said, "Are... are you taking the two sisters to the Eastern Earth Immortal Realm?"
"Can you... take me with you..."
Without the slightest hesitation, Zou Feng started walking again. "No!"
