He Actually Dared to Injure My Father

A pitch-black broken sword suddenly appeared in the royal hall. This was no small matter for an empire.

While everyone was still astonished, Han Fei was the first to appear in the royal hall. Han Qilin and Qi Xuanxuan arrived soon after.

Pang Ren immediately flew into a rage. "Han Qilin, you've got some nerve! You actually dared to bring people into the royal hall without permission. Let's see how you die this time. Men, seize them all!"

Sun Hao and the other ministers beside him were equally baffled and regretful. Even if their relationship with Han Qishan had not been particularly good, they had still been colleagues for many years. They truly could not understand what the Han Family was doing today.

The guards around them prepared to step forward, but the Emperor stopped them.

Others might have been surprised, but he was not, for he had seen the robe Han Fei wore. It was also the robe of a Divine Sect Core Disciple.

The Emperor said, "You are...?"

Han Fei turned to look at the injured Han Qishan, and rage immediately surged within him as spiritual energy burst from his body.

"You actually dared to treat my father like this."

He clenched his fists, and spiritual energy erupted from within him. Violent spiritual energy transformed into waves of force that flooded the entire royal hall.

Buzz! The broken sword embedded in the center of the royal hall began to tremble violently.

Boom! The banquet tables beside the red carpet were overturned by the spreading waves of force. More than twenty tables and their food flew everywhere.

Han Qishan looked at Han Fei's still somewhat youthful face and said in disbelief, "You called me Father? Are you Fei'er?"

Han Qilin helped Han Qishan to his feet. "Big Brother, you were right. He is Han Fei, who left home ten years ago."

The moment Pang Shuai saw Han Fei, he was stunned, especially when he saw Qi Xuanxuan beside him.

As a Divine Sect Core Disciple himself, how could he possibly not recognize the two before him?

While he stood there in a daze, Pang Ren beside him became furious. "Rebellion! This is rebellion! Is your Han Family trying to revolt? My son is a Tianyuan Divine Sect Core Disciple. How dare you act so recklessly? Aren't you afraid of Tianyuan Divine Sect's wrath?"

Han Fei sneered. "Your son is a Divine Sect Core Disciple? Am I not one as well?"

As he spoke, Han Fei struck out with a palm through the air, and the wind from his palm shot toward Pang Ren.

Pang Ren was an ordinary man without a trace of spiritual energy in his body. This palm strike was enough to kill him.

At that moment, Pang Ren's second son stepped forward. His name was Pang Jun, and his cultivation was at the Innate Realm Fourth Level. The reason Pang Ren had gone to such lengths to seize Han Qishan's military authority was to give it to Pang Jun. This time, however, he had kicked an iron plate.

Bang! Pang Jun's cultivation was clearly nowhere near enough to block Han Fei's palm wind. He was sent flying, coughing up blood as he collapsed on the steps beneath the Emperor.

Everything had happened in the blink of an eye. Only now did Pang Shuai finally come back to his senses. "Han Fei, I truly didn't know that you came from the Han Family of the East Continent Empire."

How could Han Fei listen to him? His father had been injured before so many people in the royal hall. How could a man as proud as his father endure such humiliation?

Clang! Han Fei pulled out the broken sword. Its blade sliced through the air, and the shattered tip stopped before Pang Ren's throat.

Tilting his head slightly, Han Fei said coldly, "Senior Brother Pang Shuai? Your father just said that Tianyuan Divine Sect would vent its anger on me. Do you think that will happen?"

Pang Shuai hurriedly shook his head. "No, of course not. I truly didn't know you were from the Han Family of the East Continent Empire. If I had known beforehand, how could I have agreed to let my father do this?"

Pang Shuai was only at the sixth level of the Spirit Gathering Realm, one of the weakest in Class Eighty-Seven. He could still hold his head high before ordinary disciples, but before Han Fei and Qi Xuanxuan, he was nothing.

There was no need to even mention Qi Xuanxuan. With a single word, she could make him into nothing within Tianyuan Divine Sect. He simply could not afford to provoke her.

Han Fei, meanwhile, was the greatest monstrous genius of Class Eighty-Eight in the Ascension Tournament. Though Pang Shuai was a grade above Han Fei, the difference in their status was far more than slight.

It could be said that he was less than nothing before the two of them. Han Fei had injured his brother and now held his sword at Pang Ren's throat, yet he did not even dare to fight Han Fei.

He understood that if he dared to make a move, the entire Pang Family might disappear. Even if Qi Xuanxuan and Han Fei did not seek revenge, the Emperor, who knew their identities, would eliminate the Pang Family. The Emperor had always been cautious and would fear the Pang Family dragging the royal family down with them.

At this moment, both Han Qishan and Han Qilin were somewhat dazed. Tianyuan Divine Sect had never made its list of Core Disciples public, and the Tianyuan Divine Sect was a mysterious existence to the Four Great Empires. Thus, they did not know that Han Fei had become a Core Disciple three years ago.

Even if the Emperor had been a fool, he could now understand some of what was going on.

"You two are...?"

Pang Shuai said quietly, "They are both Divine Sect Core Disciples. Besides being a Divine Sect Core Disciple, Qi Xuanxuan is also the Sect Master's Daughter, known as the Saintess."

Silence. The entire hall was terrifyingly quiet, and only everyone's breathing could be heard.

Han Fei said in a low voice, "If I kill your father today, I will not use my status as a Tianyuan Divine Sect Core Disciple. I will only use my identity as Han Qishan's son. If you wish to stop me, I will accompany you. Everything I do has nothing to do with the Divine Sect."

As he spoke, the broken sword was about to slice through Pang Ren's throat.

At that moment, Han Qishan spoke. "Fei'er, forget it. I'm not seriously hurt. There's no need to make this into such a big matter. Let Prime Minister Pang go."

Han Fei said anxiously, "But..."

Han Qishan said, "I told you to let him go."

He picked up the commander's seal that had fallen to the ground, walked over to Pang Ren, and gently set it down before pulling Han Fei toward the exit.

Pang Ren had already been frightened senseless by Han Fei and Qi Xuanxuan's identities and had yet to recover.

Seeing the two leave the hall, the Emperor hurriedly called out, "Han..."

But his voice trailed off, because the father and son had already left the entrance to the hall.

Qi Xuanxuan did not say a word throughout the entire incident. She merely watched silently. Han Fei held an absolute advantage, so there was no need for her to help.

However, after Han Fei and his father left, Qi Xuanxuan took out a jade token in her palm.

Whoosh! She tossed the jade token toward the Emperor. When he caught it, his expression immediately changed.

By the time he looked up again, Qi Xuanxuan was gone.

The Tianyuan Jade Token was proof of the highest status in Tianyuan Divine Sect. With it, one could mobilize all of Tianyuan Divine Sect's hidden guards.

As the ruler of a subordinate empire, how could he not understand this?

Naturally, he could not possibly believe that Qi Xuanxuan had bestowed it upon him. Perhaps even in his dreams, he would never have imagined that he would become the first person in history to hold the Tianyuan Jade Token yet be unable to feel happy about it.

"The Tianyuan Jade Token can be both a blessing and a curse. It seems the Pang Family's fire has spread to me as well."

As he spoke, the Emperor sighed helplessly and looked at the Pang Family members with a trace of helplessness in his eyes.

The group of four continued walking toward the outside.

Han Fei said, "Father, I no longer fear any force within the East Continent Empire. There was no need to keep yielding to others. They dared to bully you like this. Even if they died ten times, it would not ease the hatred in my heart. Why did you stop me?"

Han Qishan sighed. "Precisely because of your current status, I felt there was no need. I believe that after today, no one will dare harbor ill intentions toward our Han Family again. Besides, I have handed over the military authority now. There is nothing left for them to covet."

"In truth, I do not care about the military authority. I am worried about certain generals in the army. They are brothers who followed me for decades, and I fear they will become restless once I step down. If Pang Jun takes over the military authority, it will do him no good."

Qi Xuanxuan stood beside them with her hands behind her back and said leisurely, "Uncle Han, there is no need to worry. They will not be able to take the military authority. Not only would the Pang Family not dare accept it now, even the Emperor would obediently return it to you."

"Of course, if Uncle Han wishes to become the ruler of the East Continent Empire, that would not be difficult either. Even if your cultivation has stagnated, Xuanxuan can help you break through."

Qi Xuanxuan's words stunned the Han brothers, but Han Fei understood what she meant.

After all, as the young mistress of Tianyuan Divine Sect, obtaining a few Spirit Gathering Pills would be easy. However, Han Fei did not dare let Han Qishan consume the Spirit Gathering Pills of this world. He had already decided that when he had the time, he would refine a few himself for his father and second uncle, allowing them to break through their current realms.

Han Qilin revealed a faint smile. "There are too many people here and too many ears listening. Let's return home before discussing this further."