The surrounding prodigies realized what had happened.
Their eyes widened in utter disbelief.
"Has the Sixth Prince lost his mind? He actually hit Su Yuan!"
"He used to abandon all dignity just to be a pathetic lapdog for a woman! To think he would dare lay a hand on Su Yuan now! Isn't he afraid that Su Qingwan will punish him?"
They whispered among themselves, their eyes filled with shock.
Qin Zhantian regained his senses, his eyes full of confusion.
"Isn't my sixth brother a spineless lapdog? Did he suddenly have a change of heart? Did he wake up and decide to stop being a bootlicker?"
"This... this isn't right! Sixth brother used to care so much about Su Qingwan. If he slaps Su Yuan like this, Su Qingwan is going to flip the world upside down!"
He suddenly felt that his own brother had become a stranger.
Su Yuan clutched his face and shrieked in rage, "Qin Feng! You have some nerve! You dare hit me! Do you not want to be with my sister anymore?"
"I'm telling you! If you dare say one more word, don't blame me for going to find my sister right now and having her break your legs!"
His tone was vicious!
Su Yuan was brimming with confidence.
He knew Qin Feng wouldn't dare provoke him.
The moment he mentioned going to report this to Su Qingwan, this lowly bastard would immediately grovel.
It would be the same this time, too!
However, he didn't notice the expression on Qin Feng’s face change; it was no longer submissive.
"Your sister?"
There was a hint of coldness and killing intent in his tone.
"That's right! You’d better hurry up and kneel to apologize, then hand over your monthly allowance. Otherwise..."
Su Yuan’s tone was incredibly arrogant. With a twisted, ferocious face, he spat out the threat.
Qin Feng’s expression turned ice-cold.
"Smack!"
Another slap echoed like a thunderclap!
Su Yuan’s head began to buzz.
In that instant, his mind went blank; he was completely stunned!
The crowd of prodigies was also struck dumb.
Qin Feng had actually struck again!
Waves of shock crashed through their hearts as they watched the scene in disbelief.
Even Qin Zhantian couldn't help but stand up, his eyes filled with awe.
Had his younger brother truly experienced some kind of profound awakening?
"You... Qin Feng!"
Su Yuan was completely dazed. His face had swollen like a pig’s head, and he wailed in agony.
But Qin Feng showed no mercy, swinging his arms back and forth and raining down blows!
Slap after slap, he beat Su Yuan until his face was bruised and unrecognizable.
"Ah! Qin Feng, I’m going to kill you!"
Su Yuan was blinded by rage, his eyes bloodshot.
Ignoring the burning pain on his face, he lunged directly at Qin Feng.
Qin Feng sneered, "You dare assault a prince? Do you want to be torn apart by horses or carved into a thousand pieces?"
This sentence left Su Yuan stunned, his face turning pale with panic.
Sensing the dozen or so terrifying auras surrounding them, Su Yuan decisively backed down.
If he were to attack a prince in full view of everyone, it wouldn’t be as simple as being expelled from the Su Family.
"Qin Feng, my sister is Su Qingwan!"
Su Yuan glared at Qin Feng, grinding his teeth as he hissed.
"Oh? And so what?"
Qin Feng patted Su Yuan’s face, a playful smile on his lips.
Before anyone could react, he kicked Su Yuan squarely in the crotch.
*Crack.*
"Agh!"
A shrill scream followed by the sound of something shattering echoed throughout the entire area!
That single kick caused everyone present to widen their eyes.
They gasped, their eyeballs nearly falling out of their sockets!
Even Meng Wushuang and Qin Zhantian stood there in a daze, staring at the scene in absolute terror!
He had changed!
He had completely changed!
The once spineless lapdog had become so cruel!
"With that kick, I’ve destroyed your root of trouble."
Qin Feng dusted off his hands, feeling refreshed, as if he had just taken a sip of cold water on a summer day.
"Big brother, I’m heading into the Scripture Pavilion now."
He spoke to Qin Zhantian, then hummed a little tune as he walked with a jaunty stride into the golden portal.
Meanwhile, the prodigies watched Su Yuan wailing on the ground, all of them wearing satisfied grins.
It seemed that although the Sixth Prince was a talentless wretch in terms of cultivation, he at least had some guts now.
"Let’s go as well and search for our own techniques."
Meng Wushuang cupped his hands toward Qin Zhantian, then led the others toward the secret realm.
After everyone had entered, Qin Aoshuang arrived late.
"Big brother!"
"Big brother, what happened here? Did someone really dare to cause trouble right under your nose?"
She looked at the unconscious Su Yuan on the ground, a look of confusion crossing her beautiful face.
"Hahaha!"
Qin Zhantian laughed out loud.
"The sixth brother beat him up..."
He then recounted the entire incident to Qin Aoshuang.
A quarter of an hour passed.
"What?!"
Qin Aoshuang was dumbfounded.
Was this really her useless, bootlicking brother?
He had actually dared to beat Su Yuan to a pulp!
Wasn't he afraid of angering Su Qingwan?
She remembered clearly how, in the past, Qin Feng would behave like a obedient dog whenever Su Qingwan threw a tantrum.
She despised Qin Feng; his fawning attitude alone had been enough to make her loathe him!
But now, this pathetic lapdog brother had changed!
Qin Aoshuang suddenly recalled something.
"The Heavenly Emperor left the sixth brother’s palace. Could there be some connection between them?"
"Father tried every possible method to help the sixth brother cultivate, so why is it that he can suddenly cultivate now?"
None of this followed the rules!
"Big brother, could the sixth brother have been possessed?"
She racked her brain and found that this was the only possibility. Her tone turned sharp, and the air seemed to solidify.
"Little sister, don't worry."
Qin Zhantian smiled nonchalantly, a flash of insight in his eyes.
"I checked his soul mark when I probed his cultivation; he hasn't been possessed."
"As for how he can cultivate, that is his own stroke of luck and secret. Let us not pry into it."
Qin Aoshuang breathed a sigh of relief.
"If that’s the case, then Qin Feng must have a deep connection with that Heavenly Emperor."
In her view, only a peerless Heavenly Emperor could help Qin Feng cultivate.
"Qin Feng, I’m curious. I wonder if you can leave your name on the Hun-tian Stele!"
A man favored by a Great Emperor was no mere mortal.
Qin Aoshuang began to look forward to it, though she immediately shook her head with a bitter smile.
"What does it matter if he is favored by a Great Emperor? He is nothing but a mere ant in the Qi Condensation Realm."
.......
Inside the Scripture Pavilion secret realm.
The space was crisscrossed with countless paths leading to various gateways!
Each gate corresponded to the legacy of a specific technique.
Heaven, Earth, Profound, and Yellow—the four techniques of the mortal realm.
Above those were the King-grade, Emperor-grade, Saint-grade, and Great Emperor-grade techniques!
The techniques were divided into eight categories, with the Emperor-grade being the highest.
Here, eight stone gates had appeared, each corresponding to a different grade of technique.
"General Meng, are we heading straight for the golden portal of the Emperor-grade techniques?"
A youth in white robes asked.
"Yes. Ten years ago, I fought a young Great Emperor and lost by a single move. I was too young then, but this time, I am prepared!"
Meng Wushuang gripped his square-heaven halberd, a fierce, blazing light flickering in his eyes.
He had been only fifteen when he was defeated last time. Ten years had passed, and he was confident he would obtain the Emperor-grade technique!
A terrifying fighting spirit spread out, filling the surroundings.
All the prodigies present felt their entire bodies growing hot!
"Such a formidable aura! Truly worthy of being one of the four demons of the young generation of Xianqin!"
The various prodigies were secretly shocked!
They all followed behind Meng Wushuang, eager to witness the magnificent battle!
The thought of Meng Wushuang fighting a young Great Emperor was enough to make them lose their composure with excitement!
If they could observe even a shred of that battle, they would surely benefit immensely.
As the group walked toward the golden Emperor-grade stone gate, someone suddenly let out a strange cry.
"Qin Feng... Sixth Prince, why are you following us?"
A black-robed youth stepped out, pointed at the gate for the Yellow-grade techniques, and spoke up:
"Sixth Prince, we don't have time to worry about you. Can you stop following us? Why don’t you just go and play in the Yellow-grade area? The guardians there are just a bunch of weaklings."