Immortal God of War

Chapter 1135 - 1070: Not Even the Heavenly King Will Be Spared

Warrior Range.

Fatty paced around in the Cave Mansion, like an ant on a hot pan, agitated and restless.

Swish!

Suddenly.

Qin Feiyang appeared out of thin air.

"Boss, you’re here."

Fatty immediately went up to him.

"Did Chu Xuan’s parents give you some kind of trouble?"

Seeing Fatty’s anxious look, Qin Feiyang couldn’t help but frown slightly.

"No."

"This time I called you here, it has nothing to do with Chu Xuan, it’s because of Li Yan."

Fatty shook his head.

"Li Yan?"

Qin Feiyang was taken aback.

"Lately, I’ve been busy dealing with Chu Xuan’s parents, and haven’t paid attention to outside matters."

"Just yesterday, I suddenly heard people discussing that ever since Li He died, Li Yan has been sitting at Sword Edge every day, downcast and unhappy."

Fatty said.

Qin Feiyang frowned and said: "The grandfather died, the granddaughter is sad, that’s only natural. Why did you call me here? Besides, I don’t have much interaction with her."

"Boss, you can’t say that, you even helped Li He, so what’s the harm in enlightening her a bit?"

Fatty grimaced and said.

"Aren’t you just creating trouble for me?"

"Li Yan isn’t a child, does she need me to enlighten her? Let her calm down for a while, and she’ll come to terms herself."

"If there’s nothing else, I’m leaving."

Qin Feiyang shot him a glance, then took out a portal.

"Wait, Boss."

Fatty hurriedly grabbed Qin Feiyang.

"Are you done yet?"

Qin Feiyang raised an eyebrow.

Fatty gave a sheepish smile, quickly released him, and said, "Alright, we won’t talk about this, but you absolutely have to help with another matter."

"What other matter?"

Qin Feiyang was puzzled.

"Li He was the pillar of the Li Family, now that Li He is ’dead,’ the Li Family has quickly declined."

"And Li Yan, as you know, is quite attractive, many admirers are pursuing her, but previously because of Li He, they didn’t dare act recklessly."

"Now, with Li He ’dead,’ some individuals have started scheming, and there are even threats that if she doesn’t comply, they’ll go after her family."

Fatty said.

"Even if the Li Family has declined, a starving camel is still bigger than a horse, who dares threaten her like this?"

Qin Feiyang frowned.

"Many."

"Basically all from prestigious families."

"And among them, one person is the most arrogant. His name is Nie Shaoyong, a disciple of the Holy Peak in the holy land."

"He has another identity, the son of the leader of the Diamond Tribe."

Fatty said, his eyes showing a hint of disdain.

"Diamond Tribe?"

Qin Feiyang was doubtful.

"Don’t underestimate the Diamond Tribe, because the Diamond Tribe is also one of the nine super tribes, ranking among the upper-middle in overall strength."

Fatty said.

"I see!"

Qin Feiyang nodded realizingly, then laughed: "This is a good thing!"

"What are you talking about?"

Fatty was stunned.

"As the son of a super tribe leader, in both identity and status, he is beyond comparison with Li Yan."

"If Li Yan could marry him, the Li Family would prosper, isn’t that a good thing?"

Qin Feiyang laughed and said.

"Boss, why are you like this!"

"Where’s your sense of justice gone? Are you still the boss I know?"

"Could it be someone impersonating you?"

Fatty gave Qin Feiyang a once-over with suspicion.

"Get lost!"

Qin Feiyang’s face turned dark and he knocked on Fatty’s forehead sharply, causing Fatty to grimace in pain.

He endured the pain, smiling obsequiously, "Boss, just help her out!"

Qin Feiyang looked at him oddly and said, "Why are you so concerned about her matter? Don’t tell me you’ve fallen for her."

"Damn."

"Is Master Fatty the kind who falls in love with everyone he sees?"

Fatty glared at him.

Qin Feiyang glanced at him, shook his head and said, "Doesn’t look like it, but there must be some reason!"

He knew Fatty’s character too well, it was impossible he’d beg him for a woman he’d barely met a few times.

Upon hearing this.

Fatty’s expression was uncertain.

"There actually is another reason."

Qin Feiyang grinned slightly and said blandly, "Not saying, right? Then I’m heading back, you handle it yourself!"

"No!"

"I’ll say, I’ll say."

"Here’s how it is..."

"Last evening I went to Sword Edge, wanting to persuade her, since back when Yan Wei and I were at the Trading Pavilion, she took care of us quite a bit."

"When I arrived at Sword Edge, I happened to catch Nie Shaoyong threatening her, I couldn’t stand it so I went up to argue with him, but then..."

At this point, Fatty couldn’t continue, looking embarrassed.

"What happened then?"

Qin Feiyang was curious.

"Well..."

"Hey..."

Fatty stammered, seeing Qin Feiyang take out the portal again, he hurriedly said, "He didn’t say a word, just slapped me a few times and threatened that if I meddled again, he’d disable me."

"Huh!"

Qin Feiyang was stunned, looking at Fatty’s chubby face, he teased, "A few slaps aren’t so bad; they might help slim down your face."

"Boss, you’re like my real big brother, and when your little brother gets beaten up, you say stuff like that, it’s too much!"

Fatty grumbled discontentedly.

"You deserved it. Are the disciples of the Holy Peak someone you can provoke? Besides, he’s a direct descendent of a super tribe."

Qin Feiyang said with a blank expression.

But that’s not the point; what angers him the most is this dead Fatty honestly trying to deceive him.

He talks with grand justifications about helping Li Yan, but in reality, he’s just venting his own anger.

"Boss, I was wrong, I shouldn’t have tried to deceive you. Just help me out, because if I can’t let go of this anger, I really can’t be at ease."

Fatty looked at him pitifully.

Qin Feiyang rolled his eyes at him, sneered, "Even to hit a dog, you should consider its owner. Knowing you’re my man, yet daring to touch you, he’s really not giving me any face. Don’t worry, I’ll definitely help you regain your dignity."

"Thanks, boss."

Fatty’s face immediately brightened; as long as the boss steps in, any holy land disciple, any direct descendent of a super tribe are all small fry.

No way!

Suddenly.

He angrily looked at Qin Feiyang and said, "Boss, what do you mean? Saying even to hit a dog you should consider its owner? Is my status in your heart only this low?"

Qin Feiyang’s face stiffened.

Heaven’s conscience! He never thought about it this way; it was purely a habitual saying.

He looked at Fatty, playing dumb, "Did I say that?"

"Nonsense, Master Fatty’s ears aren’t deaf."

Fatty shouted.

"Alright, alright, it was just a slip of the tongue, don’t take it to heart. I’ll apologize to you, isn’t that enough?"

Qin Feiyang chuckled awkwardly, knowing he’s playing dumb, can’t he just give him a way out?

"Hmph, if apologies worked, why would we need justice?"

Not to be outdone, Fatty held onto the matter.

"Then what do you want?"

Qin Feiyang asked helplessly, truly proving the wise saying, troubles stem from the mouth!

Fatty thought for a while, then chuckled, "I can forgive you, but you have to promise me to disable Nie Shaoyong."

"Deal!"

"Isn’t he just a spoiled brat? Disable him, what can the Diamond Tribe do to me?"

Qin Feiyang agreed without hesitation, exuding with dominant aura.

Fatty grinned ear to ear, urging, "Then let’s hurry, I just got news that he’s gone to harass Li Yan again."

"Lead the way!"

Qin Feiyang’s eyes flickered with a hint of murder.

Dare to bully Qin Feiyang’s brother? Even the Heavenly King wouldn’t be spared.

Buzz!

Fatty waved a hand, opening a portal, the two of them swiftly entered.

...

At the same time!

Sword Edge!

This giant peak is situated a few leagues from the Warrior Range, beside a river, towering over a thousand feet high, straight and steep, looking from afar, like a sealed giant sword.

This is precisely where the name ’Sword Edge’ originates from.

At this moment.

At the peak of Sword Edge.

"Li Yan, you are no longer the same as before."

"Your grandfather is dead, you’re no longer the little princess you once were. I advise you to submit to our Brother Nie soon."

"Indeed, although Brother Nie has been coming here every day to see you lately, he has never forced you to do anything. You should understand Brother Nie’s feelings for you."

"Yeah, stop being stubborn. With Brother Nie’s status and strength, with just a word from him, countless women would willingly offer themselves, so don’t be blessed without knowing it."

Over a dozen young men stood together, chattering incessantly.

And in front of these dozen people was a young man in purple.

He was about six feet tall, with long purple hair, handsome features, eyebrows sharp like knives, and his dark eyes emitted a startling brilliance.

Undoubtedly!

This person was Nie Shaoyong.

He coldly stared at the cliff’s edge in front, his arrogant brows full of impatience.

At the cliff’s edge, sat a young woman, with cascading black hair, a white long dress fluttering in the wind, her exquisite features, and tender skin, like heavenly creations, perfect and flawless.

However.

Her eyes, dark like black diamonds, seemed vacant and soulless.

She stared into the void ahead, ignoring the words of the crowd behind her, as if she hadn’t heard, with a trace of unending sorrow on her brows.

"Li Yan, did you hear what we’re saying?"

"I warn you, don’t be unappreciative. Everyone’s patience will run out."

The group shouted indignantly.

Li Yan still turned a deaf ear, her gaze dim and lifeless.

Nie Shaoyong looked at Li Yan, visibly becoming more and more irritable.

Suddenly!

A sinister look flashed in his eyes, he raised his hand, grabbed in the air, Saint Prestige roared, forcibly bringing Li Yan in front of him.

Then.

Nie Shaoyong grabbed Li Yan’s hair, fiercely pulling down, making Li Yan’s pale face face upwards to him.

Nie Shaoyong greedily glanced at Li Yan’s chest, then stared into her eyes, viciously saying, "I’m telling you, don’t test my patience anymore!"

Yet Li Yan neither struggled nor spoke, only looked at him with disgust.

Nie Shaoyong’s inner fury became increasingly uncontrollable.

"The more you act like this, the more I like it."

"Today, I must have you; no one can stop me!"

He laughed coldly, casually throwing Li Yan to the ground, turned to face the dozen young men, and shouted, "Take her; we’re leaving!"

"Alright!"

Two young men eagerly ran over, lifting the embarrassed Li Yan, ready to leave.

"Where do you think you’re taking her?"

But then, a cold voice sounded from the nearby forest.