47: Emperor Yang of Sui, is that you?

Clang!

A resonant bell echoed throughout the Qin Manor.

In the expansive front yard, golden light bloomed, dazzling to the eyes.

When the golden light dispersed, smoke and dust rose.

“This bell…is it the Golden Bell Shield?”

“It can’t be her, can it?”

Qin Yang frowned, feeling that something bad had happened.

Just now, he felt someone attack him from behind.

He immediately activated Hand of Imperial Authority and slapped back.

Qin Yang’s current strength was already over 200.

With the Hand of Imperial Authority’s tenfold amplification, that was 2000 points of damage.

Under that slap, even a Rank 45 Professional couldn't withstand it.

But judging from the bell sound that just rang, the person who ambushed him was less than Rank 30.

“Did I kill her?”

Qin Yang walked into the dust with a grim face.

Expensive floor tiles had large areas of cracks.

At the center of the cracks, someone was stuck headfirst, with only half of her body remaining outside, her two round thighs splayed apart, even her shoes had fallen off.

Seeing these legs, Qin Yang confirmed her identity, but still cast Detection Art.

Name: Chu Mengxuan (Dying).

Race: Human.

Rank: 29.

Strength: 150+180 (Crippled: Reduced by 95%).

Agility: 100+150 (Crippled: Reduced by 95%).

Physique: 132+220 (Severely Injured: Reduced by 60%).

Spirit: 85+50 (Comatose: Reduced by 95%).

“Oh my goodness! It really is her!”

Qin Yang held his forehead, feeling speechless.

Chu Mengxuan was his childhood friend.

They had been used to bickering and playing together since they were young.

Her attacking him just now was probably also to tease him.

But this time, she overdid it and was directly beaten to a dying state.

“She should still be savable, right?”

Qin Yang murmured.

Imperial Grace could revive someone who had just died.

But if her head was smashed flat, it would be beyond help.

Qin Yang thought, activating the skill.

If Chu Mengxuan really died, no one else could be blamed.

Sparring between Professionals was inherently dangerous.

Facing an attack from behind, how could Qin Yang not retaliate with full force?

This was self-defense, perfectly fine.

As he thought, a prompt appeared before Qin Yang’s eyes.

Bestow Grace Target: Chu Mengxuan (Rank 29), requires 4150 Imperial Power, Death Countdown: 5:45.

“Good, she can be saved.”

Qin Yang’s brows relaxed.

Chu Mengxuan was the youngest daughter of the Chu family, showered with endless affection.

If she couldn't be saved, Qin Yang would naturally be fine.

But the relationship between the Qin and Chu families would change from generations of friendship to generations of enmity.

“Imperial Grace.”

The skill activated, and half of Chu Mengxuan’s body was enveloped in golden light.

Hundreds of broken bones and torn tendons on her body healed at a visible speed.

In a short while, her two exposed fair legs began to dangle.

Qin Yang knew that Chu Mengxuan had woken up.

He once again condensed the Hand of Imperial Authority, pulled the headfirst Chu Mengxuan out, and laid her flat on the ground.

At this moment, Chu Mengxuan’s pretty face was covered in dust.

Although her injuries had healed, there were still fresh bloodstains on her nose and mouth.

In this state, even her mother wouldn't recognize her.

Qin Yang found it amusing, took out his phone, and took a picture of her as a souvenir.

“Don’t tell me, this girl has grown up quite a bit again.”

Qin Yang looked at the photo, marveling.

He remembered that after Chu Mengxuan became a young woman, she still had a flat figure.

Later, for unknown reasons, whether it was genetic Awakening or something else, she suddenly developed a curvy figure.

Coupled with long periods of Body Refining, those round, fair legs were not only full of flesh but also had some muscle definition, making them highly attractive.

If it were him before his memory Awakening, even if she crushed his head with a scissor kick, he would have died happily.

However, the current Qin Yang had no such Hobbies.

If there was any clamping, it would be with other parts.

Just then, the awakened Chu Mengxuan sat up from the ground, groggily saying, “I think I just saw great-grandma.”

How could she not see great-grandma?

If it weren’t for the Golden Bell Shield protecting her, you’d be a mosquito splat on my Hand of Imperial Authority!

Qin Yang inwardly complained.

“Hey! Why am I covered in dirt?”

Suddenly, Chu Mengxuan exclaimed.

Then, she wiped her nose, saw her hand covered in blood, and became even more bewildered.

“Why am I bleeding so much? What happened to me?”

“Did she forget about attacking me?”

Qin Yang guessed in his heart.

Indeed.

That blow just now didn’t explode Chu Mengxuan’s head, but it did cause considerable trauma; a concussion was certainly unavoidable, and forgetting what happened before was quite normal.

Since that was the case, Qin Yang naturally wouldn’t tell the truth, smiling and saying, “You just fell, are you alright?”

“Fell?”

Chu Mengxuan looked at the large pit nearby, then looked up at the sky, as if thinking whether she had fallen from the sky, her bright eyes revealing a clear foolishness.

Just then, Chen Si arrived with a group of servants.

That bell sound just now had startled everyone in the Qin Manor.

Chen Si immediately walked up to Qin Yang and asked, “Young Master, what happened?!”

Qin Yang shook his head, looked at Chu Mengxuan, and said, “Nothing, someone just fell.”

Only then did Chen Si see the dusty, blood-covered Chu Mengxuan, and his face instantly turned pale with fright.

“Young Miss Mengxuan! Weren’t you in the guest room? How could you…”

Mid-sentence, Chen Si realized that this was not the time to say that, and quickly called out to the servants, “Zhang Ziling, Zhong Ya, what are you two healing Professionals standing around for! Hurry and check on Young Miss Mengxuan’s injuries!”

“Young Miss Mengxuan, don’t move, I’ll check your injuries.”

“Young Miss Mengxuan, does it hurt anywhere?”

“Uh, I don’t seem to be injured…”

The servants surrounded Chu Mengxuan, and the Qin Manor’s front yard became a mess.

Chen Si vigilantly looked around.

The cracked floor tiles indicated that a battle had taken place here.

Moreover, the battle was very brief.

Thinking of Chu Mengxuan’s temper, Chen Si could almost conclude that she had just fought Qin Yang.

It was just that this result was somewhat unexpected.

Rank 18 Qin Yang actually beat Rank 29 Chu Mengxuan!?

Qin Yang was a hidden Professional, true, but Chu Mengxuan was also a transcendent Professional!

Was the combat power so unbalanced?

Chen Si thought, looking at Chu Mengxuan.

Chu Mengxuan was still sitting on the ground, her eyes filled with nothing but bewilderment and clear foolishness.

She seemed… completely unaware of what had happened?

Good heavens!

Was her brain damaged from the beating?

At this moment, Qin Yang walked up to Chen Si and whispered, “The surveillance in the front yard needs to be serviced.”

Chen Si paused, then immediately understood: “Alright, I’ll go check it later.”

“Take good care of Young Miss Chu, and tell her not to bother me unless it’s important.”

Qin Yang patted Chen Si’s shoulder and went straight back to his room.

Following the usual pattern, Chu Mengxuan’s visit to the Qin Manor would inevitably involve bickering and playing with Qin Yang.

But the current Qin Yang was not interested in dealing with little girls.

He was already an adult, only interested in the real thing.

Chu Mengxuan had grown up, but not completely, so Qin Yang couldn't play with her.

“After I convert the equipment, I’ll go find Wang Kai; I’ll be staying at Neptune Palace these next few days.”

Qin Yang thought, closing his door.

After a week of AFK, his Imperial Power had accumulated to 130,000.

Converting a Rank 20 piece of equipment required 14,665 Imperial Power.

Five pieces would be 73,325 Imperial Power.

Plus the Rank 18 crimson monks robe.

This time, the cost reached over 80,000.

“The accumulation speed of Imperial Power is still not enough.”

Qin Yang felt a yearning for power in his heart.

Actually, even without converting these pieces of equipment, his advantage was already significant.

Saving over 80,000 Imperial Power could accomplish many things.

8000 Divine Weapon Phantoms.

400 Imperial Guards online for one hour simultaneously.

“These are all one-time uses; it’s better to convert them into attributes to strengthen skill effects.”

Qin Yang pondered for a moment, then decided to convert.

Leaving Imperial Power for skills, it could only be a mana bar.

But if converted into equipment, it would be a tangible attribute increase.

The choice between these two was quite easy.

Thinking, Qin Yang opened his panel and started converting from the crimson monks robe.

Convert Equipment: crimson monks robe (Rank 18), requires 10496 Imperial Power.

“Start conversion.”

Before converting, Qin Yang specifically equipped the crimson monks robe.

Firstly, he wanted to directly feel the attribute increase.

Secondly, he wanted to see its original style.

In the equipment catalog.

The crimson monks robe was a relatively famous piece of equipment.

The monk's robe was predominantly red, with dark gold runes shimmering within it.

These runes seemed like living organisms, slowly flowing, like tiny blood vessels, transmitting energy into the gem on the chest, making it resemble a beating heart.

The collar, cuffs, and hem were all adorned with black trim, forming a stark contrast with the crimson base, further adding an ominous, eerie beauty.

“This magic robe already looks very good, I wonder what it will look like after conversion? Will it turn into a Dragon robe?”

With anticipation, Qin Yang activated the skill.

Instantly, a golden light enveloped him.

After a series of clanging sounds, the golden light dispersed.

Qin Yang looked directly at the full-length mirror nearby.

When he saw the converted appearance, he was stunned on the spot and couldn't help but blurt out, “Emperor Yang of Sui, is that you?”