Chapter 4: Family Origins

After he began to assist the young emperor, his ambitions started to show. First, he executed several people who had always opposed him, including the then-commander-in-chief, on various charges. Then, he inserted his own people into the army. At the same time, he gathered a large number of skilled individuals in the name of the royal family.

By the time everything was in place, a year had passed. Now, all that was left was to wait for the right moment. Finally, on the young emperor's eighth birthday, the left chancellor could no longer hold back and made his move.

That night, the left chancellor replaced all the personnel responsible for the palace's security with his own men. He then added a potion called "Demon Scattering Water" to the wine served to the ministers. Demon Scattering Water is a banned potion on the continent; anyone who drinks it cannot use magic or martial arts for two days, unless they have reached the level of a Sword Saint or a Grand Mage. However, it is estimated that there are no more than fifty Sword Saints and Grand Mages on the entire continent.

Of course, this was just the surface. As for how many there were "underground," no one knew. What the left chancellor did not know was that that night, over a dozen Sword Saints and Grand Mages happened to be present. The dignity of these experts could not be violated, and when they discovered that someone had poisoned their wine, they all became enraged.

This frightened Yang Feng, but the action he had taken was like an arrow that had already left the bow; once it was released, it could not be recalled. Despite his fear of failure, Yang Feng reluctantly ordered his men to surround the palace.

The appearance of over a dozen Sword Saints tipped the balance in favor of the other side. However, due to the effects of the Demon Scattering Water, these dozen Sword Saints could not perform at even half their usual level. This pleased Yang Feng, who loved to take advantage of others' weaknesses. He immediately ordered his subordinates to kill all the Saint-level experts.

The defeat of the Saint-level experts changed the situation on the spot. Yang Feng, who had been at a disadvantage, became overjoyed. He strutted to the imperial throne, pulled the young emperor to the ground, and seated himself. Seeing this, those who were already his subordinates immediately knelt down, shouting, "Long live the emperor, long live the emperor, long live the emperor for ten thousand years!" There were also many fence-sitters who, seeing the royal family's decline, knelt down to save their lives. The only ones still standing were those truly loyal to the royal family.

At this moment, no one noticed that the young emperor, who had been thrown to the ground, had a slight smile on his lips. Yes, a smile. Did the young emperor not know that he was about to be killed? Or...

Just as Yang Feng proudly revealed the dragon robe he had already put on, a roar came from the sky above the palace: "Bold scoundrel, how dare you invade the land of Huaxia! Die!"

Hearing this roar, the young emperor's smile deepened. Could it be that this person would bring hope to the young emperor?

Soon, a middle-aged man dressed in a black mage's robe descended from the sky. This move shocked everyone present, except for the young emperor! After all, even a Saint-level expert could not fly so easily in the air unless they were a wind mage, but no one could sense any magical fluctuations around the middle-aged man! Therefore, the only possibility was that this middle-aged man had reached the legendary God level! Thinking of this, Yang Feng's heart sank, knowing that things were about to go wrong!

Sure enough, the young emperor stood up slightly and said, "Uncle Lu, you've finally come! The rest is up to you!"

The middle-aged man smiled, said nothing, and turned his head to look at Yang Feng.

When Yang Feng's eyes met the middle-aged man's gaze, he could not help but shiver. Without thinking, he grabbed the young emperor and put a knife to his neck, saying fearfully, "Who are you? What do you want?"

The middle-aged man stared at Yang Feng's face and said expressionlessly, "Who I am is not important. What is important is that what you are doing has crossed my line, so... you must die!"

The word "die" made Yang Feng almost drop the knife in his hand. Although he did not, his face turned pale and weak, as if he were a vampire! After a while, Yang Feng's face became extremely fierce. He looked at the middle-aged man and said viciously, "Is that so! Ha ha! If you don't let us leave today, then I'm sorry, our cute little emperor won't see the sun tomorrow!" He then scratched the young emperor's face with the knife.

The middle-aged man laughed loudly, "Just you? Ha ha! Do you know who you are? You should take a look at yourself in the mirror, you're really making me laugh!" With that, he extended his hand and pulled Yang Feng and the young emperor to himself, then flew out with a swift motion.

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