Mountains collapsed, and the earth shattered!

Jiang Zhengyi did not appear again.

Jia Hei and the others arrived beside Zuo An, nervously looking down.

Elder Lin asked anxiously, "Did he die?"

Zuo An snorted coldly. "The initial ambush already severely injured him. I just unleashed a full-strength punch on his chest. His heart must have shattered. He is definitely dead."

Jia Hei and the others exhaled deeply.

Zuo An sighed. "However, it's a pity about Qin Feiyang. Now that he's dead, no one can refine the Potential Elixir."

The Crown Prince said, "True, but as long as he's dead, one major problem is gone."

"Right."

"If we had waited for him to grow stronger, he might have even defeated me."

"But that magical object he used to hide himself is useful. Let's go find his body."

"Right, who has the materials for the Potential Elixir and Vermilion Glazed Pill that we won from Pan County?" Zuo An asked.

"Jiang Zhengyi," Elder Lin said.

Zuo An said, "Good. You go find Jiang Zhengyi's body, and I'll find Qin Feiyang's body."

WHOOSH!

However, just at that moment, a burst of Battle Intent appeared out of nowhere. With lightning speed, it pierced Zuo An's right shoulder.

"What's going on?"

The others were shocked.

"Who?"

"Show yourself!" Zuo An roared, glancing at the wound on his shoulder, his face filled with disbelief.

WHOOSH!

Another burst of Battle Intent appeared, streaking like lightning through the sky and burying itself in Zuo An's left shoulder, spraying blood everywhere!

"So fast!" Zuo An was aghast. Even *he* couldn't dodge in time? Who was this expert attacking from the shadows?

"Let's go!" Zuo An waved his hand, gathered Elder Lin and the others, and fled without looking back.

「Meanwhile.」

Atop another huge peak, a golden-armored warrior was equally puzzled. He had hidden there all along, so he had witnessed the entire process. Qin Feiyang's death pleased him, but the mysterious person who had severely injured Zuo An left him utterly astounded!

WHOOSH!

Just as he reeled in astonishment, another burst of Battle Intent appeared from nowhere and instantly pierced through his arm.

Have I been discovered? Who on earth possesses such astonishing strength? He didn't dare to linger and fled, his mind filled with questions.

The area quickly quieted down, eventually sinking into a deathly silence.

WHOOSH!

Suddenly, a white figure materialized in the sky above the mountain range. He was an old man with greying hair, wearing a plain hemp robe and looking utterly ordinary. But the moment he appeared, the nearby beasts instantly quaked in terror.

He didn't utter a single word. His aged hand reached out and, with a grasp in mid-air, Jiang Zhengyi flew out from the earth below, quickly arriving before the white-haired old man.

Jiang Zhengyi was covered in wounds. A huge, bloody hole pierced his chest, clear through to his back, blood flowing unceasingly. No trace of his aura remained; he was clearly dead.

You can be considered an upright person. This old man will save your life, the white-haired old man murmured. With a flip of his hand, a crimson elixir appeared. Astonishingly, it possessed dragon-shaped Elixir Qi!

Once Jiang Zhengyi swallowed the elixir, the bloody hole in his chest began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye. In less than ten breaths, a flicker of vitality appeared on his body. His heartbeat and breathing returned simultaneously! He was back from the dead! If Qin Feiyang had witnessed this, he would surely have been dumbfounded. This was a true divine elixir!

Moreover, in less than fifty breaths, Jiang Zhengyi, who had been dead moments before, opened his eyes again.

Am I not dead? Jiang Zhengyi looked around, his face filled with bewilderment and suspicion.

"That's right, you're not dead," the white-haired old man said with a faint smile.

"Who are you?" Jiang Zhengyi was startled and instantly became alert.

The white-haired old man said, "This old man is Qin Yuan."

"What? Qin Yuan!" Jiang Zhengyi exclaimed, scrutinizing the old man with shock and doubt, his heart filled with utter disbelief. Isn't Qin Yuan Qin Feiyang's Uncle Yuan?

He had always been curious about this mysterious old man. Seeing him in person now, the shock was indescribable. He clearly knew his previous condition: he had been undeniably dead! Yet, Qin Yuan had forcefully pulled him back from the gates of hell. Who on earth was this man? And what astounding background did Qin Feiyang possess?

Uncle Yuan smiled. "You don't need to thank me excessively. This old man saved you because both you and Lo Qianxue have treated Feiyang well."

Jiang Zhengyi asked, puzzled, "You must have been observing Qin Feiyang in secret all this time. Why did you only choose to appear now?"

Uncle Yuan shook his head. "This is the path he must walk. This old man did not wish to interfere."

Jiang Zhengyi couldn't help but ask, "Who exactly is Qin Feiyang?"

Uncle Yuan replied, "It's better for you not to know." With a wave of his aged hand, a fierce gust of wind arose, quickly scattering the dust below.

WHOOSH!

He flickered, landing beside the sinkhole where Qin Feiyang and his companions were buried. Then, with a wave of his hand, the dirt and debris instantly vanished, exposing Qin Feiyang and the others.

Jiang Zhengyi landed beside Uncle Yuan, about to speak.

"HUSH!" Uncle Yuan made a silencing gesture. He waved his hand, and an ultimate, mighty force emerged, enveloping Qin Feiyang.

What is this for? Jiang Zhengyi wondered.

"This old man doesn't want Lu Hong and the others in the ancient castle to hear the conversation that follows," Uncle Yuan said.

Jiang Zhengyi frowned but didn't ask further. He explained, "I didn't kill them earlier. The Battle Intent merely passed beside their hearts without injuring them; they're only unconscious."

"This old man knows." Uncle Yuan smiled faintly, exuding an undeniable air of dominance. "If you had truly killed Feiyang, do you think you would still have the chance to stand here and speak with this old man?"

Jiang Zhengyi gave a wry smile.

Uncle Yuan gazed at Qin Feiyang, his eyes filled with doting affection. He chuckled. "Sixteen years old already, and you've grown quite a bit. But it's still far from enough."

He gently lifted his hand, and Ling Yunfei, Feng Ling'er, Zhao Shuang'er, and Lo Qingzhu levitated, hovering in the nearby void.

"Qin Yuan, what are you doing?" Jiang Zhengyi asked, puzzled.

Without answering, Uncle Yuan waved his hand, and the soil once again buried Qin Feiyang and the Wolf King. Seeing this, Jiang Zhengyi grew even more perplexed.

Feiyang, continue to work hard, Uncle Yuan murmured quietly. Then, taking Jiang Zhengyi, Ling Yunfei, and the others, he shot into the sky.

"Qin Yuan, are you leaving them behind?" Jiang Zhengyi asked, astonished.

"Yes." Uncle Yuan nodded, offering no further explanation.

What... what on earth is happening? Jiang Zhengyi's mind was in turmoil. Suddenly, he asked, "Could Qingzhu be left behind as well?"

Uncle Yuan stopped in mid-air, frowned at Jiang Zhengyi, and asked, "Are you trying to set Feiyang up with Lo Qingzhu?"

Jiang Zhengyi nodded somewhat awkwardly.

Uncle Yuan stated, "To be frank, although your daughter is exceptionally talented, she is still not worthy of Feiyang."

Jiang Zhengyi looked quite unconvinced.

Uncle Yuan continued, "However, this old man will not meddle in the affairs of the young. Let nature take its course. From this moment on, let Feiyang believe that all of you are dead."

"What?" Jiang Zhengyi's expression changed, and he said angrily, "He's just a sixteen-year-old boy! Isn't doing this far too cruel?"

"It is indeed somewhat cruel. But if Feiyang cannot even withstand this setback, how will he face even greater ones in the future? He is not the child of an ordinary family; his life is destined to be filled with hardships. In the future, even crueler truths await him," Uncle Yuan said meaningfully. Then, taking the group with him, he vanished in a flash of lightning.

The youth and the wolf lay quietly underground. Anyone chancing upon them would surely mistake them for two corpses. For some time to come, no beast dared to tread in this area.

「Three days later.」

In King Pan City, within the royal palace, the Golden Throne Hall had been rebuilt. King Pan sat on the Flood Dragon Throne, silently listening to the golden-armored warrior's account. Once the warrior finished, King Pan clapped his hands and laughed heartily. "That little whelp is finally dead! This King's anger is finally appeased!"

The golden-armored warrior also wore a broad smile. Suddenly, he frowned again and asked, "That mysterious expert, and the man named Zuo An... should we investigate them?"

King Pan waved his hand. "There's no need. This is a matter for Yan Province. As long as Qin Feiyang is dead, none of this concerns us. Besides, this King would be quite pleased to see Yan Province fall into turmoil."

The golden-armored warrior nodded, a cold sneer playing on his lips.

「Two more days passed.」

Above a dense forest outside Yan City.

The Crown Prince said worriedly, "Elder Zuo, do you think that mysterious expert could be connected to Qin Feiyang and his group?"

Zuo An pondered for a moment, then shook his head. "According to this seat's speculation, it's unlikely they're connected. Perhaps that person was merely passing by. Otherwise, they could have killed us then and there, not just frightened us off."

"That's true." The Crown Prince nodded.

Elder Lin frowned. "Now that Jiang Zhengyi is dead, the state office will undoubtedly send investigators. We might find it difficult to explain things then."

"That's simple enough." Zuo An retrieved a Shape-shifting Pill, transformed into Jiang Zhengyi's likeness, and said with a sinister chuckle, "This seat was just worrying about how to enter Yan City. Now I can stay there openly."

"Brilliant!" The Crown Prince laughed heartily. "This way, even if Fatty and Lu Hong have already relayed the truth to Yan City, we can easily turn the tables and accuse them instead!"

"That's not the crucial part. The key is that from now on, the entire Treasure Pavilion of Yan Province will be under this seat's control!" Zuo An also roared with laughter.

"This 'substitute one for another' stratagem is indeed excellent," Elder Lin cautioned. "But you must be extremely careful when you're around Lo Qianxue. Don't reveal any flaws."

"Why not just dispose of Lo Qianxue!" Jia Hei's eyes flashed with killing intent.

Zuo An shook his head. "We can't kill her. If anything goes wrong, we'll all be finished. Actually, there's no need to worry. Lo Qianxue and Jiang Zhengyi's relationship wasn't harmonious to begin with. This seat will simply avoid her in the future."

"Then let's go!" Elder Lin chuckled.

"Let's go! In less than ten years, Yan Province will belong to us! Hahaha..." Zuo An laughed maniacally, leading the group as they brazenly entered Yan City.

「Before long!」

A sensational piece of news spread like wildfire through Yan City. Qin Feiyang, Lo Qingzhu, Zhao Shuang'er, Feng Ling'er, and Ling Yunfei, along with the Third Prince Wei Tai, had colluded to embezzle the medicinal ingredients for the Potential Elixir and the Vermilion Glazed Pill. They had been 'executed on the spot' by 'Jiang Zhengyi' in the Yan Pan Mountains!

However, the people of Yan City had no idea that the current Jiang Zhengyi was merely an impostor.

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