Chapter 109: The Overture from the Datong Empire! (Third Update, Please Subscribe!)

“Your Majesty Qin, these are the secret manuals retrieved from the Xuanming Sect,” Huang Tianlong reported after the battlefield had been cleared. “There are also these weapons, spiritual medicines, medicinal herbs, and silver notes. How would you like to handle them?”

Huang Tianlong took the manuals handed over by Chen Yunlong and Liu Xiang and directly delivered them to Qin Feng.

“Ship everything to the Qin family,” Qin Feng commanded.

“I will wait for you at the Qin estate,” Huang Tianlong replied respectfully.

“As for the silver notes, use them to purchase all the spiritual medicines,” Qin Feng instructed, carefully putting away the seven manuals.

“Yes, I will make sure everything is handled properly,” Huang Tianlong said with a bow, his expression full of reverence.

“Do not even think about betrayal,” Qin Feng warned, turning to mount his unicorn. “Otherwise, you will have nowhere to hide in this world.”

With that, Qin Feng spurred his unicorn and rode off swiftly. Yan Chonghu, Shi Tie, and Liu Qingchang followed behind in pursuit of the carriage.

Sighing, Huang Tianlong watched Qin Feng’s retreating figure, his mind racing through past events. Though he had acknowledged Qin Feng as his lord, a lingering reluctance remained deep within him. Yet, how could he dare oppose someone who seemed to have reached the Human Sovereign realm?

“Master, perhaps this is a blessing in disguise,” Chen Yunlong stepped forward, folding his hands and speaking gravely. “The young lady has left with His Majesty the Qin Emperor. I believe the destruction of the Xuanming Sect was not only because of Yang Tianxuan but also due to the young lady’s involvement.”

“Could it be?” Huang Tianlong’s gaze followed Qin Feng’s departing carriage, a glimmer of insight flickering in his eyes before a broad smile spread across his lips. It was very likely he would gain a son-in-law who had reached the Human Sovereign realm.

“I owe His Majesty the Qin Emperor my deepest gratitude for rescuing me,” Huang Ningbing murmured dreamily, her eyes fixed on Qin Feng’s fading silhouette.

After a moment, she approached and leaned against Qin Feng, settling gracefully beside him in the carriage. Her voice was soft and tender.

“Uh?”

“No need to thank me,” Qin Feng replied calmly. “I destroyed the Xuanming Sect because I feared they would seek revenge someday.”

The fragrance radiating from Huang Ningbing’s presence overwhelmed him, leaving his mind momentarily blank. He had little experience in matters of romance.

“My father has already sworn allegiance to Your Majesty. In the days to come, I will rely on Your Majesty’s protection. Please take good care of me, and do not bully me,” Huang Ningbing said, nuzzling Qin Feng’s back.

“Very well,” Qin Feng nodded firmly, focusing once again on urging the unicorn toward Qin City.

“Is that all?” Huang Ningbing wondered, a dozen questions swirling in her mind. Slowly, she leaned against Qin Feng’s back and fell into a peaceful sleep, feeling an unparalleled sense of security.

“Two cultivation manuals for the Human King realm,” Qin Feng read aloud quietly after returning to the Qin estate, flipping through the seven manuals acquired from the Xuanming Sect before setting them aside. The highest level they allowed cultivation to reach was the Human King realm, which no longer held much value for him.

“Young master, your father just sent over twenty spiritual herbs,” Huang Ningbing said as she knocked and entered Qin Feng’s room. She twisted her body and sat beside him, placing the herbs in his hands.

“Good,” Qin Feng nodded, looking at her.

From that day onward, Huang Ningbing remained in the Qin household. Qin Feng harbored his own thoughts and chose not to send her away.

Within the mansion, Chen Yunyun noticed Huang Ningbing entering Qin Feng’s room every day and wept several times, leaving Qin Feng somewhat puzzled.

“Fifteen one-thousand-year spiritual herbs and five two-thousand-year ones. I wonder if these will help me break through to the late Human King realm,” Qin Feng whispered, inhaling the subtle fragrance in the air after Huang Ningbing left. A smile touched the corner of his lips as his gaze settled on the twenty herbs.

“Young master, someone wishes to see you,” Wang Fu announced as he hurried to Qin Feng’s room.

“Who is it?” Qin Feng, just about to cultivate, opened the door and asked.

“The person refuses to reveal their name but says they are an old acquaintance from Hulao Pass,” Wang Fu reported solemnly.

“An old acquaintance from Hulao Pass?” Qin Feng’s mind raced through several names: the Heavenly Marquis? Song Haicheng? ... Never mind, I’ll know once I see them.

“Where are they waiting?”

“They said they are at the Xinyue Tavern, young master,” Wang Fu replied.

“The Xinyue Tavern?” Qin Feng nodded and strode out, heading toward the tavern.

The chances were high it was the Heavenly Marquis. If Song Haicheng had come, he would surely have waited at the Qin estate.

“Greetings, King Qin.”

“Greetings, King Qin.”

“Greetings, King Qin.”

As Qin Feng arrived at the Xinyue Tavern, many martial cultivators who recognized him stood quickly and bowed with reverence and awe.

Even those unfamiliar with Qin Feng, hearing the others’ words, respectfully greeted him as well.

Qin Feng scanned the surroundings but saw no sign of the Heavenly Marquis.

“King Qin, since you have arrived, please come upstairs and have a chat,” a voice called from the second floor.

“Not the Heavenly Marquis,” a trace of surprise flickered in Qin Feng’s eyes.

With a swift movement, Qin Feng appeared outside the room where the voice came from and strode inside.

“An old acquaintance from Hulao Pass?” Qin Feng said with a faint smile. “I don’t believe I know you.”

Inside the private room sat a thin middle-aged man, smiling warmly at Qin Feng.

Qin Feng could faintly sense the man’s aura—a Human King realm cultivator—though he could not tell if it was early, mid, or late stage.

Qin Feng took a seat and studied the middle-aged man.

Who was this person?

“King Qin, aren’t you curious about my identity?” Hai Mingsheng said after a pause, seeing Qin Feng’s lack of questions.

“You invited me here. Shouldn’t you introduce yourself first?” Qin Feng stretched and spoke calmly.

“I am the Northern Stabilizing King of the Datong Dynasty. I come to Qin City to invite you to join the Datong Dynasty,” Hai Mingsheng said quickly, impressed by Qin Feng’s extraordinary nature.

He did not hide anything and spoke plainly.

The three Human Kings who entered the Great Chu Dynasty could almost walk unchallenged, unless a Human Sovereign in the dynasty had fallen.

“I’m not interested,” Qin Feng shook his head and stood, preparing to leave.

“King Qin, please don’t be so quick to refuse,” Hai Mingsheng urged. “His Majesty, having heard of you, has grown fond of your talent and specially sent me to recruit you. If you agree to come to the Datong Dynasty, His Majesty will immediately bestow upon you the title of Protector of Chu and grant you marriage to a princess.”

Hai Mingsheng spoke swiftly, his words laden with weight.