390: Chapter 390 (End)

The ship cut through the waves, and after several days, the river surface within the borders of Qian Prefecture gradually became calm.

Feng Ming stood at the bow, gazing at the misty silhouette of Qianzhou City in the distance, a cold light flashing in his eyes. "Qian Prefecture, I have arrived. I'm afraid the stir I caused in the Imperial Capital has already reached the ears of those people."

"I want to see whether they will wait for death or take the initiative to attack."

Some might say that even if he had a grudge against the Xu Family and Qi Hao, Feng Ming was, after all, personally appointed by King Haoyue, so they shouldn't act rashly.

But once a person has committed a guilty deed, how could they allow an enemy to prance around right under their nose?

Allowing an enemy to grow is like a time bomb.

They naturally wouldn't leave it be, or at least, that's what Feng Ming felt.

Xun Yu stood side by side with him, and three hundred Black Armor Guards stood solemnly on the deck, their auras as heavy and deep as an abyss, waiting for a single command to transform into the sharpest of blades.

"Brother Feng, there is a relay station thirty li outside Qianzhou City, where the welcoming party sent by Qi Hao is already waiting." Xun Yu handed over a communication stone. "Looking at this Formation, I'm afraid they don't have good intentions."

Feng Ming took the communication stone, and with a sweep of his Divine Sense, he chuckled. "Three seventh-grade experts, one eighth-grade, and two hundred elite soldiers. Qi Hao is certainly willing to invest quite a bit." He turned to look at Xun Yu. "Take fifty Black Armor Guards to circle around the back and cut off their retreat. I will personally meet this 'sincerity' of Qi Hao's."

Clearly, the other party had come prepared, and Feng Ming had already anticipated all of this. Since they were destined not to coexist peacefully, then he would settle the grudge; there was no need to hesitate anymore.

After all, from the very beginning, his purpose in coming to Qian Prefecture was this, though he hadn't expected King Haoyue to appoint him as the Prefect of Qianzhou.

However, this made things even more convenient.

Inside the relay station, Qi Hao's confidant, Commander Li, was sitting in the main seat, playing with a jade pendant in his hand, a sinister smile on his lips. "Just a brat who rose through nepotism, and he thinks he's fit to be the Prefect of Qianzhou? Once he arrives, we'll take him down directly and present him to Lord Qi Hao to earn a great reward."

Before he could finish speaking, the relay station's gates shattered, and Feng Ming's figure appeared in the center of the courtyard like a ghost. "Commander Li's plans are quite loud."

Commander Li's face changed drastically as he stood up abruptly. "Feng Ming! You dare to trespass into the relay station, are you planning to... breakfast?"

"Breakfast?" Feng Ming sneered, his figure flashing as he appeared before Commander Li. "Qi Hao colluded with foreign enemies and slaughtered the loyal. I have come today to act on behalf of Heaven!"

Golden spiritual energy, carrying the pressure of the Chaos Body, swept out. The three seventh-grade experts beside Commander Li were about to move when they were shaken by this pressure, their blood and Qi churning, rendering them unable to move.

Feng Ming struck out with a palm, and before Commander Li could even let out a scream, he was crushed into meat paste. Seeing this, the remaining soldiers were so scared their Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering, and they fell to their knees one after another, begging for mercy.

"Those who surrender will not be killed," Feng Ming's voice was cold. "But you must follow me to the Provincial Governor's office to testify to Qi Hao's crimes."

By then, Xun Yu had arrived with the Black Armor Guards, surrounding the relay station. Feng Ming waved his hand. "Depart, we head straight for the Provincial Governor's office!"

Inside the Provincial Governor's office, Qi Hao and Xu Zheng were plotting. "Why is there no news from Commander Li yet? Could there have been a change?" Just as he finished speaking, the sound of earth-shaking battle cries came from outside the residence.

His face changed greatly, and just as he was about to gather his guards, Feng Ming had already led his men inside.

"Qi Hao, Xu Zheng, your time of death has come!"

Qi Hao was both shocked and furious. "Feng Ming! You dare to commit insubordination, are you not afraid of the Imperial Court's punishment?"

"The Imperial Court?" Feng Ming's eyes were full of mockery. "The Crown Prince and the Third Prince are in the middle of a Succession Struggle; who would care about your trivial matters in Qian Prefecture? Moreover, back then you teamed up with King Haoyue to destroy the Feng family. This blood debt must be settled today!"

It wasn't that Feng Ming hadn't considered that the higher-ups might blame him for doing this, but things had reached this point, and he couldn't just let himself be handled like a soft persimmon.

Of course, if it were before, Feng Ming would certainly have had misgivings. King Haoyue was, after all, a top-tier existence in this world, and with his current strength, he certainly wouldn't dare to lightly kill a Provincial Governor like Qi Hao.

But after he had King Xibei sign the Life-Stealing Contract, half of King Haoyue's lifespan was borrowed away, which greatly reduced his strength.

Furthermore, according to his previous deductions for Madam Hua regarding the Hua Family's situation, he had already guessed that King Haoyue's lifespan was nearly exhausted.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have been in such a hurry to act against the Hua Family.

The struggle between the Third Prince and the Crown Prince was also in full swing, so King Haoyue should have no time to deal with his matters.

Therefore, Feng Ming showed no mercy toward his enemies.

Spiritual energy erupted, and golden Sword Qi crisscrossed.

Although Qi Hao was an eighth-grade Peak expert, he retreated steadily under Feng Ming's assault.

He knew he was no match and wanted to flee, but he was trapped by the Formation laid out by Xun Yu.

"Feng Ming! I'll fight you to the end!" Qi Hao burned his Origin, erupting with his final strength as he lunged at Feng Ming.

Feng Ming did not dodge or avoid it. He circulated the Wind Thunder Palm, spiritual energy instantly condensing in his palm. He struck out, colliding with Qi Hao's attack. With a loud bang, Qi Hao spat out blood and flew backward, slamming heavily onto the ground, his body flickering with electric arcs and making crackling sounds.

Without giving the opponent a chance to react, Feng Ming struck again, directly killing Qi Hao.

Having dealt with Qi Hao, Feng Ming did not stop.

He ordered the Provincial Governor's office to be sealed and the evidence of crimes to be tallied, arresting all the remnants who participated in the Feng family tragedy back then. When the people of Qian Prefecture heard of this, they all clapped and cheered.

Once the matters in Qian Prefecture were settled, before Feng Ming could even take action, a letter from the Third Prince arrived.

After reading the letter, Feng Ming breathed a sigh of relief.

Things were exactly as he had guessed. After half of his lifespan was borrowed, King Haoyue, who could have originally lived for a year or so, now only had one or two months left.

The Crown Prince was busy attending to him and handling government affairs; no one was truly paying attention to matters here with Feng Ming.

Feng Ming replied to the Third Prince with only a few short words: "Leave the Imperial Capital!"

Standing at the Prefect's residence, Feng Ming looked up at the sky and couldn't help but sigh, "The sky of the Bright Moon Dynasty is about to change."

Wanyan Lin, inside Feng Ming's ring, sighed along with him, "Yes, without King Haoyue's suppression, I'm afraid those evil Cultivators around him will start to act."

Feng Ming nodded. "We will sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight. Once King Haoyue has been squeezed dry, we will go find the evil Cultivators to help you get revenge. Until then, I should hurry up and Cultivate."

Wanyan Lin was very moved and became even more willing to stay by Feng Ming's side.

Feng Ming then went directly into seclusion. As for government affairs, with Xun Yu around, he didn't worry. If he was concerned about anything, it was Jiang Shuwan and the Lu Qianqian sisters at home; there was also no news from Hua Dieer, which worried him greatly.

But it was certain that they were all safe for the time being. King Haoyue was too busy to look after himself, and now that Feng Ming was the Prefect of Qianzhou and had killed the Provincial Governor, his reputation had already spread. Anyone sensible would not come to provoke them.

Chapter 392

Three months later, Feng Ming had already broken through the Mahayana Stage to reach the Immortal King Realm, but this was far from enough, so he remained in seclusion for another half a year.

During that time, he returned home once, specifically to help shape a powerful Physique for the child in Jiang Shuwan's womb.

With help from various parties, Feng Ming was very successful, and the next step was just to wait for the result.

Having resolved the major concern in his heart, Feng Ming Cultivated in peace.

When he emerged from seclusion again, his entire body radiated an incomparably powerful aura. "Young Master, you are already in the Emperor Realm."

Feng Ming nodded. "I didn't expect this seclusion to last half a year, nor did I expect King Haoyue to actually hold on for half a year. Since that's the case, it's time for me to go settle the score with him."

The Emperor Realm was certainly not the most powerful existence, but with the support of the chaos tree, the improvements in various Daos had fed back into his physical body. He could fight above his level with ease. According to the System, his current combat power was even greater than King Haoyue's.

Because of this, Feng Ming dared to go to the Imperial Capital to settle accounts with King Haoyue and, while he was at it, help Wanyan Lin get her revenge.

Half a month later, Imperial Capital, Royal Palace.

Upon arriving at the Imperial Capital, Feng Ming learned that King Haoyue's struggle with the evil Cultivators over the past half year had actually exhausted his last bit of strength. At this moment, King Haoyue was already at the end of his rope, lying on his bed lingering on his last breath.

Wanyan Lin sensed for a moment and said to Feng Ming, "Young Master, not a single aura of the evil Cultivators remains."

Feng Ming was stunned. "Well, I originally wanted you to kill your enemies with your own hands, but it seems there's no chance now."

Wanyan Lin shook her head. "Even if I didn't kill them myself, as long as the great vengeance is avenged, I am very happy."

Feng Ming nodded. "Then what are your plans next?"

Wanyan Lin's face turned red. "As said before, I will marry the Young Master. I wonder if the Young Master... is still willing?"

Feng Ming laughed loudly. "How could I be unwilling? You have silently accompanied me by my side for so long; in my heart, I have already long since regarded you as my wife."

Wanyan Lin said shyly, "Then once this matter is finished, we shall wed."

"Good!"

When Feng Ming entered the palace, King Haoyue had only one breath left. Seeing Feng Ming, King Haoyue felt shock and also unwillingness, but in the end, it all turned into helplessness.

Feng Ming raised his hand, injecting a strand of spiritual energy into King Haoyue's body, ending his life.

As King Haoyue fell, the Emperor Dao Origin he had Cultivated all his life and the world's Luck all poured into Feng Ming's body, transforming into a supreme Opportunity for him to break through.

After handling all the mortal affairs, Feng Ming disbanded the Black Armor Guards and entrusted the matters of Qian Prefecture and the Haoyue Royal City to reliable people. He knew clearly in his heart that the grievances of the mortal world were over; his Dao lay above the Nine Heavens.

Half a year later, at the Peak of the immortal mountain in Qian Prefecture, the once-in-a-century Immortal Worship Assembly was held as scheduled.

Upon the misty immortal mountain, the Immortal Worship Platform stood tall, its ancient immortal runes flashing with golden light and emitting a mysterious aura.

Feng Ming, dressed in a black robe, stood before the platform, followed by six women: Jiang Shuwan, Lu Qianqian, Lu An'an, Wanyan Lin, Xun Luoyuan, and Hua Dieer.

Jiang Shuwan was as gentle as ever, her eyes full of attachment to Feng Ming; Lu Qianqian held Lu An'an's hand, her smile like a flower; Wanyan Lin was dressed in red, looking heroic and spirited; Xun Luoyuan held a jade flute, her temperament transcendent.

The six women were all peerless beauties, with no lingering attachment to the mortal world in their eyes, only anticipation for the immortal path.

Under Feng Ming's constant doting on his wives and obtaining rewards, plus the addition of the Emperor Dao Origin and the world's Luck, and after the day-and-night feedback from Feng Ming's Dual Cultivation, the women's cultivation levels all progressed at lightning speed.

Most noteworthy was Lu An'an; after Feng Ming's Way of Commerce reached Great Perfection, her cultivation directly reached Great Perfection as well.

At this moment, she finally fully believed what Feng Ming had said—that she could Cultivate was not a lie, but rather that she had truly walked a path that no one had ever taken before.

The other members of the Feng family also saw their cultivation advance by leaps and bounds under Feng Ming's various operations.

"Shu Wan, Qianqian, Anan, Lin'er, Dieer, Luo Yuan, after today, we shall step onto the immortal path together." Feng Ming turned, looking at the women beside him with a gentle smile.

The six women nodded one after another, reaching out their hands to tightly grasp each other and also Feng Ming's hand.

Feng Ming took a deep breath and stepped onto the Immortal Worship Platform.

The spiritual energy within his body resonated with the immortal runes of the platform, the sky and earth changed color, wild winds howled, and a golden pillar of light soared into the sky, piercing through the clouds.

The Laws of heaven and earth in the Mortal Realm vibrated violently before this power, and cracks appeared on the world barrier.

He circulated the Chaos Scripture, absorbing the Emperor Dao Origin left by King Haoyue, his Dao Heart transparent and free of any lingering concerns.

The spiritual energy in his body was like a prehistoric beast awakening, breaking through one shackle after another; the ceiling of cultivation in the Mortal Realm shattered loudly beneath his feet.

"Boom—!"

With a thunderous sound that shook the Nine Heavens, a brilliant immortal light erupted around Feng Ming, and golden Dao patterns transformed into a Phoenix spreading its wings, the sound of a Phoenix cry echoing throughout the universe.

He successfully broke through and stepped onto the immortal path, the spiritual energy in his body having already transcended the mundane and reached the level of an Upper Realm Cultivator.

In the center of the Immortal Worship Platform, a golden passage a hundred zhang wide slowly unfolded. Within the passage, Immortal Qi lingered and immortal music played; one could faintly see jade buildings, pavilions, and flying cranes—that was the Upper Realm immortal domain that countless Cultivators dreamed of.

"Let's go!" Feng Ming reached out his hand, and the six women nodded in unison, following closely behind as they stepped into the passage together.

As for the people of the Feng family, they preferred to stay in the Lower Realm to become Feng Ming's support, rather than rashly entering another world and becoming a burden to him.

Feng Ming did not force them; after all, according to what Wu Qingyue had said, the Upper Realm was merely a higher-dimension version of the Bright Moon Dynasty. In any place, strength was the right to speak.

Within the passage, Immortal Qi cleansed everyone's bodies, washing away the turbid air of the mortal world and tempering their immortal bones.

Feng Ming tightly held the hands of those beside him, his heart feeling peaceful. Although he was just a lonely soul from another world, now with his beloveds accompanying him, even if the road ahead was long, he was no longer alone.

After an unknown amount of time, the light at the end of the passage grew brighter and brighter.

When everyone stepped out of the passage, what met their eyes was a brand-new world—the sky of the Upper Realm was as blue as if it had been washed, with immortal mountains stretching for ten thousand miles floating in the air. The Spiritual Qi was so dense it was nearly liquid, exotic flowers and rare herbs were everywhere, spiritual birds and Auspicious Beasts shuttled through, and jade buildings and pavilions were built along the mountains, with Immortal Qi curling up and bells ringing.

Right at that moment, a white-clad figure came riding the wind from a distant immortal mountain. Her clothes were as white as snow, her black hair flowed like a waterfall, and her face was peerless—it was Wu Qingyue, who had already been waiting for a long time.

Without King Haoyue, Feng Ming had no more misgivings about Cultivating; whenever he obtained enlightenment tea, he would enter Starry Sky Enlightenment.

Later, by a stroke of Luck, Feng Ming even obtained a starry sky enlightenment pill.

With this pill, Feng Ming's Starry Sky Enlightenment became a common occurrence, and his relationship with Wu Qingyue naturally grew closer and closer.

"Feng Ming." Wu Qingyue landed before Feng Ming, a gentle smile appearing in her cool eyes. "I knew you would arrive as promised."

Feng Ming looked at her, a relieved smile rising at the corners of his mouth. He reached out and pulled her to his shoulder, standing side by side with the six women behind him.

Seven beauties, their hearts connected; they were all the most precious bonds of his life.

"Qingyue, sorry for the long wait. You said before that you wanted to eat mutton hot pot and other delicious things; I have come personally to make them for you."

Wu Qingyue shook her head gently, her gaze sweeping over Jiang Shuwan and the others, her eyes full of the mutual appreciation of fellow travelers. "The mortal grievances are over. From now on, we shall roam the Upper Realm together."

Feng Ming looked up at the vast and boundless firmament of the Upper Realm.

The path of cultivation was long, with experts as numerous as clouds, the Great Dao was infinite, and its mysteries endless, but Feng Ming was fearless. He had the Chaos Body, the support of the Chaos Art, and various feedbacks of Dao Essence from the chaos tree. He would forge ahead, fearing no powerful enemy, with his beloveds by his side, moving forward with one heart.

Feng Ming took a deep breath, feeling the dense Spiritual Qi and the infinite rhythms of the Great Dao of the Upper Realm, and holding the hands of those beside him, he stepped forward.

In the distance, the bells of the immortal mountains echoed, as if welcoming this Prodigy from the Mortal Realm.

But for Feng Ming, the new journey had only just begun!