The Crown Prince's expression suddenly turned somewhat unpleasant, but when he thought of Gu Qingfeng's status, he couldn't help but feel deep apprehension. Even the Emperor had once compromised, allowing him to share the imperial throne. Now, compromising once himself wouldn’t be too much.
Huff.
The Crown Prince suppressed his rage, forcing himself to remain calm as he said, "Uncle..."
Yet these two words were unbearably difficult to utter. He paused and hesitated before finally gathering the breath to speak them.
Slap!
"You disrespectful brat! Calling me 'uncle' with such reluctance? Today, I’ll teach you a proper lesson, you unfilial nephew!" Gu Qingfeng scolded.
The Crown Prince stared blankly at Gu Qingfeng, the stinging pain on his cheek making him feel an overwhelming surge of fury and humiliation. I was about to call you! And you hit me?!
The guards standing nearby were stunned—the Crown Prince had just been slapped in public?
Their first instinct was to step forward and fulfill their duty, but considering Gu Qingfeng’s status, they hesitated.
"You dare strike me? I am the Crown Prince of this dynasty! How dare you?!" the Crown Prince exclaimed in disbelief and outrage, glaring at Gu Qingfeng.
"I'm in a bad mood today, and you’re the one I’m beating."
With that, Gu Qingfeng delivered another slap. The Crown Prince, a martial artist of no small skill—a grandmaster-level expert—tried to dodge. Yet Gu Qingfeng’s palm seemed enchanted, sealing off the entire space. No matter how the Crown Prince twisted, the slap still landed squarely on his face.
Feeling the satisfying feedback from his palm, Gu Qingfeng’s mood improved slightly, and he struck even harder.
He pinned the Crown Prince to the ground and began pummeling him mercilessly.
The poor grandmaster-level Crown Prince was tossed around like a ragdoll.
The guards could no longer stand by. They moved to intervene, but Gu Qingfeng activated his Phantom Demon Eyes, seizing control of their minds before continuing his brutal assault.
Gradually, the Crown Prince’s screams drew more and more onlookers. The crowd watched from a distance, murmuring in shock.
Powerful guards from the Crown Prince’s residence rushed to the scene, only to have their minds ensnared by a single glance from Gu Qingfeng.
"Gu Qingfeng! Even if you are the Equal King, assaulting me without cause is unforgivable! Tomorrow, I will denounce you before the imperial court!"
"Without cause? I was in a bad mood and came to beat you for relief. What’s wrong with that?"
Gu Qingfeng’s words left everyone’s jaws hanging. Beating the Crown Prince to vent his bad mood? Even the Emperor wouldn’t dare do something so outrageous!
"Is there no law left?! You beat me just because you’re in a bad mood? Why not beat someone else?!"
Slap!
"Too much damn talking. Don’t you know why I’m beating you? When I first arrived in the capital, you colluded with demons from the Ten Thousand Demon Kingdom to ambush me—all to stop your father from taking the Ageless Pill. Wasn’t that your doing?"
The crowd gasped.
No one expected such a shocking revelation to drop so casually!
The Crown Prince panicked. If this accusation stuck in front of so many witnesses, his life would be over.
"You’re lying! Where’s your proof?!"
"Proof? Interesting. Since when do I need proof to act? If I say it was you, then it was you. No proof necessary."
"You—"
Thud!
Gu Qingfeng kicked the Crown Prince square in the mouth, cutting him off mid-sentence and sending a few front teeth down his throat.
A follow-up whip kick sent the Crown Prince into unconsciousness.
Looking at the battered, unrecognizable figure of the unconscious Crown Prince, Gu Qingfeng finally felt his mood lift.
With a wave of his hand, he declared, "Let’s go eat."
His entourage marched off in grand fashion.
As for cleaning up the aftermath?
Gu Qingfeng never gave it a thought. At his level, he could act with absolute impunity. The only thing he still feared was the arrival of "them" in two years.
......
Late at night.
Crown Prince’s residence.
The Crown Prince, his face swollen like a pig’s head, finally regained consciousness.
"Tsk!"
He sucked in a sharp breath, his entire body aching as if shattered.
But he ignored the pain, struggling to sit up. More than the physical agony, he was terrified of the implications of Gu Qingfeng’s words earlier that day.
So many had heard them. Even without evidence, the Emperor’s suspicion would be inevitable.
"Your Highness, you’re awake! Disaster has struck! The Emperor has already been informed of today’s events. My sources in the court say he has ordered an investigation. What should we do?"
"What about Gu Qingfeng’s assault on me?"
"The Emperor hasn’t mentioned a word of it."
Hearing this, the Crown Prince’s swollen eyes burned with hatred and fury.
But after the rage came a crushing sense of despair.
He knew he was finished.
Even if his schemes had been flawless, Gu Qingfeng’s words had planted the seed of doubt in the Emperor’s mind.
For an emperor, suspicion didn’t always require proof.
In truth, the Crown Prince had known his fate was sealed the moment the Emperor consumed the Ageless Pill. He just hadn’t wanted to admit it. Now, after the beating and the exposure, the end had only come faster.
What immortal emperor would tolerate the existence of a Crown Prince?
"Is this heaven’s will? Am I truly destined never to sit on the throne?"
"Oh, this young master thinks otherwise."
A playful voice suddenly echoed through the Crown Prince’s chamber.
"Who’s there?!" The Crown Prince’s trusted aide immediately drew his blade, shielding his master in alarm.
For someone to infiltrate the Crown Prince’s residence undetected—their strength was unimaginable.
Then, a figure materialized out of thin air.
The newcomer had delicate features, snow-white robes, and waist-length silver hair cascading like a waterfall. A blood-crystal earring dangled from his left ear.
He was undeniably beautiful—pity he was a man.
A roguish smirk played on his lips as he lazily fanned himself with a jade-inlaid folding fan, the very image of a carefree noble. In his other hand, he held a wanted poster bearing Gu Qingfeng’s likeness.
"Who are you? How dare you trespass into the Crown Prince’s residence?!" the Crown Prince barked.
"This young master is the one who can make you emperor," the man replied with a smile.
"Hmph! As if—"
Hum!
An invisible shockwave erupted from the man, engulfing the Crown Prince and his aide.
In an instant, the aide collapsed, unconscious.
The Crown Prince, spared from the same fate, was instead overwhelmed by an indescribable pressure—like standing at the edge of an abyss, freezing in its depths.
Horror seized the Crown Prince’s heart. No one knew better than him his aide’s strength—a true Dragon Transformation Realm expert, third stage.
Yet this man had incapacitated him in a single move. What kind of power was this?!
"Who are you?!"
"Me?" The man snapped his fan shut and lightly tapped it against his palm, pondering for a moment before replying, "Hmm... According to your mortal conventions, you may address this young master as... a god."
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u serious?" Chen Feng watched helplessly as his painstakingly trained disciple, fresh off a championship victory, publicly abandoned him. "You had your chance, but you didn’t appreciate it. Now, face the consequences of your choice!" Chen Feng possessed the "Master System," a treasure trove of supreme martial arts techniques, capable of molding ordinary individuals into peerless prodigies. "Legs like yours? A shame not to train in the Crippling Kick." "Ever heard of a palm strike that descends from the heavens?" "Auntie! I see extraordinary bone structure in you—a martial arts prodigy, one in ten thousand." The once-defiant senior disciple, now watching her juniors rise to fame one after another, dominating the internet, was consumed by endless regret.
