Upon hearing this, Fatty’s oily face twitched, and he lamented, "Indeed, a woman’s heart is the most poisonous!"
"Then, in the future, just try not to provoke her."
Qin Feiyang smiled and looked at Lu Hong. "How is your power recovery progressing?"
Lu Hong replied, "Two-star Martial Ancestor."
"That fast!"
Qin Feiyang was astonished.
But on second thought, he quickly understood. Not only had she opened the Third Layer of the Door of Potential, but she also had a Qi Gathering Pill with two Elixir Patterns, and her foundation was still intact. It would be difficult not to recover quickly!
The Wolf King said, "If I’m not mistaken, that little wench Meng Tong is only a One-star Martial Ancestor."
Qin Feiyang waved his hand. "It’s only a small difference in realm. It’s not important."
The Wolf King asked, "So, how do we get out now?"
Old Meng is constantly guarding outside. Once we get out, we will definitely be attacked by him.
"Let’s just wait. We’ll get our chance."
Qin Feiyang smiled, walked to the iron box, and continued to practice the fifth stroke of the War Technique.
「Outside!」
The Meng Family Head sat by the deep pit, determined to wait it out, even handling city affairs from there.
Days passed.
Another month went by.
Qin Feiyang was nearing completion of the fifth stroke of the War Technique.
But the Meng Family Head was still guarding outside.
However, on the following day, the short guard hurriedly stumbled before the Meng Family Head, bowing as he said, "My Lord, the leaders of the three major tribes request an audience."
"What?"
The Meng Family Head leaped up, startled, asking, "Why are they here?"
The short guard shook his head. "I don’t know."
"They don’t come early, they don’t come late, yet they choose to come now? And all together at that. What are they up to?"
The Meng Family Head was somewhat irritated.
Could it be that Qin Feiyang has leaked their plan to assassinate the Alchemist? No, that’s not right! Qin Feiyang was trapped here; he had no chance to leak the news.
The short guard asked, "My Lord, will you see them or not?"
"Aren’t you stating the obvious?"
"When the leaders of the three major tribes arrive together, can I refuse them?"
"But if I leave, Qin Feiyang might take the opportunity to escape."
"With your abilities, you won’t be able to stop them."
The Meng Family Head was quite agitated.
The short guard pondered for a moment and said, "Why don’t we ask the Old Family Head to come out of his seclusion?"
The Old Family Head was the Meng Family Head’s father and Meng Tong’s grandfather—the only Alchemist in this region.
The Meng Family Head shook his head. "No, Father is at a critical juncture, about to break through to Four-star War Emperor. We can’t disturb him."
The short guard asked, "Then what should we do?"
The Meng Family Head thought for a moment and said, "Bring them all here."
"Yes."
The short guard acknowledged and hastily left.
Soon after, he returned with two men and a woman, presenting them to the Meng Family Head.
One of the two men was a skinny, black-haired elder dressed in a large snakeskin robe. His deep-set eyes held dark pupils that emitted a cold glow.
The other was a large man, over eight feet tall, bare-chested despite the frigid weather. His skin was dark, and his bulging muscles rippled with explosive power.
The woman, also quite elderly, was hunched over, clutching a black, dragon-headed cane.
All three of them possessed an unfathomable aura!
"Forgive my lack of a proper welcome," the Meng Family Head said, stepping forward with a smile. "I hope you understand!"
"Don’t be so formal, Brother Meng."
"We are the ones who should apologize for this unannounced visit."
"We just hope you won’t send us away."
The three of them chuckled.
"Not at all. Your visit is my honor."
"Come, let’s go inside and talk."
The Meng Family Head stepped aside, making an inviting gesture.
The council hall had already been rebuilt, though this was its second reconstruction.
Every time the Meng Family Head saw the council hall, his anger intensified.
The three tribal leaders smiled, glanced skeptically at the deep pit nearby, then entered the council hall one by one.
The Meng Family Head turned to the short guard and ordered, "You stay here. As soon as they come out, call me."
"Yes!"
The short guard bowed in acknowledgment.
After scanning the pit once more, the Meng Family Head entered the council hall, while the short guard continued to stare intently at the pit.
「A month passed.」
The pit was now filled with a thick layer of snow, and its bottom had frozen solid, burying the ancient castle beneath the ice.
"The three tribal leaders..."
Qin Feiyang had stopped practicing, standing beside the iron box, lost in thought.
"Boss, judging by the Meng Family Head’s tone, those three tribal leaders must be very powerful. Their tribes are likely some of the most influential in this region. Should we take this opportunity to tell them about the Meng Family’s assassination of the Alchemist?" Fatty asked.
Qin Feiyang replied, "I was thinking the same thing. However, I don’t think it’s feasible."
"Why?" Fatty was confused.
"Firstly, we are strangers here; the three tribal leaders might not believe us. Secondly, even if they did believe us, they wouldn’t confront the Meng Family now. In this region, only the Meng Family’s Old Family Head is an Alchemist. If he dies, no one will be left to perform Alchemy, a situation nobody wants. Moreover, you heard it too: the Meng Family’s Old Family Head is on the verge of breaking through to Four-star War Emperor. If the three leaders weren’t confident of succeeding, they wouldn’t risk tearing all semblance of peace with the Meng Family." Qin Feiyang voiced his concerns.
"You’re right."
Fatty nodded, his brow deeply furrowed.
"First, let’s find Meng Tong."
"We’ll deal with other matters after we’ve looted the treasury."
"Fatty, activate your wings and go out to help," Qin Feiyang ordered.
"Why me? It’s too dangerous, I’m not going!"
Fatty shook his head, his face turning pale.
"Stop your whining!"
Qin Feiyang glared at him, grabbed his arm, and in a flash, teleported them to the bottom of the pit.
The layer of ice burying the ancient castle shattered with a loud CRUNCH.
Seeing this, the short guard was startled and began to roar, "Family H—"
However, before he could finish, Qin Feiyang lunged from the pit and shattered his skull with a single palm strike.
AH!
A horrified scream tore through the air.
"It’s Qin Feiyang!"
"Family Head, hurry, Qin Feiyang is out!"
The guards stationed outside the main hall immediately raised an alarm when they saw what happened.
"Quick!" Qin Feiyang urged Fatty.
"This is truly a miserable fate!"
Fatty wailed. He swiftly unfurled his wings, flew out of the pit, grabbed Qin Feiyang, and soared into the sky. As he flew, he asked, "Where to?"
"Anywhere," Qin Feiyang said. "Our immediate priority is to escape the Meng Family Head’s pursuit."
SWOOSH!
Fatty glanced down and then dived toward a garden ahead.
The garden was filled with vibrant, blooming flowers, lush young trees, a gazebo, and a clear stream. Many maids and guards were present.
However, before they even swooped all the way down into the garden, Qin Feiyang pulled Fatty back into the ancient castle.
Because they moved so quickly, the maids and guards in the garden didn’t even notice them.
It all happened in the blink of an eye.
The Meng Family Head rushed out of the main hall. His expression hardened when he saw the short guard’s body in the pit.
He turned to the guards at the entrance and barked, "Where are they?"
But the guards were all standing there, dumbfounded.
The three leaders also emerged from the main hall, their eyes full of confusion.
"My apologies, gentlemen, I have some personal matters to attend to."
The Meng Family Head gave the three leaders an apologetic smile, then turned to his guards and bellowed, "Answer me! What are you all standing there for?"
The guards snapped back to their senses, simultaneously pointing skyward and exclaiming in unison, "They flew up there!"
"Flew?"
The Meng Family Head was stunned. Then, anger flared within him, and he sneered, "You dare to deceive me? Such audacity!"
How could a War King possibly fly?
Therefore, he assumed the guards were trying to fool him.
"Family Head, we’re not lying!"
"They really did fly up!"
"There’s a fatty with Qin Feiyang; he has a pair of black wings on his back!"
The guards hurriedly knelt, protesting frantically.
"Wings?"
The Meng Family Head was dumbfounded.
How could a human grow wings on their back?
SWOOSH!
He shot into the sky, hovering above the council hall and scanning in all directions. However, he found no trace of them.
Damn it!
he cursed inwardly. He glared down at the three leaders, a cold glint deep in his eyes.
If it weren’t for these three suddenly showing up, Qin Feiyang would never have had a chance to escape. If he didn’t know these three so well, he might have suspected they came specifically to help Qin Feiyang.
SWISH!
He swooped down, landing before the main hall, and barked at the guards, "They must still be in the City Lord’s Manor! Order an immediate lockdown and conduct a thorough search!"
"Yes!"
The guards respectfully complied and hurried off.
The three leaders exchanged glances.
The old man in the snakeskin robe asked, "Brother Meng, what is it about this Qin Feiyang that gives you such a headache?"
Qin Feiyang was already famous in White Fox City. Over the past two months, his name had spread to all tribes, large and small, within a hundred-li radius.
The three leaders’ tribes were nearby, so naturally, they knew of him.
They had come to White Fox City this time partly to acquire some elixirs, and partly to see this young man who was causing the Meng Family so much trouble. Unfortunately, they had emerged a step too late and missed him.
"Gentlemen, you don’t know the full story," the Meng Family Head said irritably.
"This little whelp possesses a mysterious treasure that allows him to hide."
"Every time we find him, he vanishes."
"Otherwise, I would have dealt with him long ago! How could I allow him to act so arrogantly for so long!"
"A mysterious treasure?"
A glint of interest flashed in the eyes of all three leaders simultaneously.
"Enough about that. Let’s go inside," the Meng Family Head took a deep breath and said, "You’ve come a long way to visit White Fox City; let’s not allow these trifles to spoil your mood."
"Brother Meng is right. No matter how ants may leap about, they are still just ants. They can never topple an elephant," the burly man chuckled.
Hearing this, the Meng Family Head smiled.
Indeed. How could the Meng Family, a giant elephant, be toppled by a few tiny ants?
The four of them walked into the council hall, chatting and laughing.
「Meanwhile,」 all exits of the City Lord’s Manor were secured by guards. The perimeter was patrolled with guards every three steps and sentries every seven, resembling an iron cage from which not even a fly could escape.

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