Feng Qi Must Die

"Hall Master Han, how is my father?" Seeing Han Zuo galloping toward them, Qiu Feipeng hastily reined in his horse and asked anxiously.

"Feng Qi held a public trial outside Luyang City. The young master tried to save the old gang leader, but Feng Qi severely wounded him..." Han Zuo also stopped his horse and briefly told Qiu Feipeng and the other man what had happened to the Iron Palm Gang.

After hearing this, Qiu Feipeng's eyes blazed with fury. He clenched his fists and slammed one against his chest. "This is too much! If I don't tear him to pieces, I, Qiu Feipeng, am not human!"

Inside the carriage.

Having heard of the Iron Palm Gang's misfortune, the regret in Feng Shiyi's eyes deepened. He let out a long sigh and murmured to himself, "Peacekeeping Gang, Peacekeeping Vanguard. Feng Qi has finally come this far. He really did it. He didn't lie to us. I wonder if he still remembers the Feng Family's kindness."

"He came from the Demon Realm and was reborn by possessing a body. What damn gratitude could he possibly owe your Feng Family? Even if he really were the original Feng Qi, you beat him half to death, threw him somewhere, and left him uncared for. And you still expect him to be grateful?" Feng Jiu glanced at Feng Shiyi and sneered.

He took a waterskin and washed down the meat in his mouth, then let out a full belch. Temporarily pausing his meal, he continued mockingly, "Have you people ever stopped to think about who got you into this mess? Feng Qi sweet-talked you a few times, and every last one of you got carried away. Tiny rats dreaming of swallowing the world whole—did you ever consider whether you had the stomach for it? Ending up like this is entirely your own doing. At the end of the day, the Feng Family was nothing more than Feng Qi's stepping stone."

"Feng Jiu, don't talk nonsense." Feng Shiyi snapped. "I saw with my own eyes that Feng Qi risked his life to protect the Feng Family. Feng Zhong is the true culprit behind our current plight. I believe in Feng Qi. He will definitely save us..."

Feng Shiren swept his gaze over them but said nothing.

"Heh." Feng Jiu laughed disdainfully, too lazy to bother with this pack of idiots anymore. He popped a digestion pill into his mouth, listened to the conversation outside for a while, then lifted the carriage curtain and called out, "Hall Masters, your approach is wrong. Feng Qi has already built up his power, and no one knows how high his attributes are now. Gang Leader Qiu is also in his hands. With this plan of yours, you won't be able to kill him."

"Who is he?" Han Zuo asked.

"Another Heavenly Demon from the Feng Family. His name is Feng Jiu, and his attribute is Taotie." Yan Wu looked back at Feng Jiu. "We've already tested it. Give him enough food, and his strength will rise without limit. From morning until now, he hasn't stopped eating for even a moment. He eats, shits, then eats again. He burst his stomach several times, yet came away completely unharmed. His strength has at least doubled. If not for him, we could have returned half an hour earlier. We brought him along to deal with Feng Qi. Back at the Feng Family, Feng Qi tricked him once."

Taotie?

Looking at Feng Jiu, whose white robes were stained with grease, Han Zuo instinctively frowned. But he quickly concealed his disgust, cupped his hands, and said, "May I ask, Mister Jiu, how is our plan wrong?"

Feng Jiu had suffered betrayal and relentlessly tortured himself. His will had long since become incomparably firm, and he did not care in the least about other people's eyes. He smiled. "We Heavenly Demons grow through our own attributes. Feng Qi is now making a huge show of things in Luyang City. His words and actions align with his attribute. The greater the impact he creates, the faster his strength grows. You could say his power is increasing every moment.

By the time you come up with a strategy and bring in reinforcements, who knows how strong he'll have become? Perhaps by then, he won't even need to use Qiu Yuanlang to threaten you. With force alone, he'll be able to knock every one of you flat."

Back at the Feng Family, he had once wanted to overturn the Heavenly Demon theory and deny Feng Qi from the root. But his theory about a virtual world could not persuade Feng Shiyi and the others at all. The Heavenly Demon theory had taken root first and was already deeply ingrained in their minds.

So he simply went along with the Heavenly Demon theory, intending to use it to trip up Feng Qi at a critical moment.

"Mister Jiu, then how should we deal with him?" Remembering what had happened afterward, Han Zuo's expression changed as he asked.

"Destroy his attribute. Only then can you truly weaken him, just as stopping me from eating would weaken me." Feng Jiu's secret could no longer be hidden, so he might as well go all in. "He wants to preserve things, so go destroy what he has preserved. Make people realize that his preservation achieves nothing, or even has the opposite effect, and his attribute will naturally weaken.

Didn't he give silver to those victims? You can put on Peacekeeping Gang uniforms and rob the silver back, while threatening the victims not to tell anyone. Do it a few times, and Luyang City will be filled with outrage. No one will believe in the peace and justice he claims to preserve anymore..."

"Mister Jiu, is that true?" Qiu Feipeng's eyes lit up.

"Haven't you already tested it on me?" Feng Jiu smiled. "We are the same kind of people. There's no reason attributes should work on me but not on him."

"We can give it a try." Han Zuo looked at the people beside him. "Feng Qi doesn't have that many men. He can't watch over all of Luyang City. This will be easy enough to carry out."

"Good." Qiu Feipeng said.

"However, you'd best prepare for failure." Feng Jiu said.

"Why?" Han Zuo asked.

"Because I strongly suspect that Feng Qi's Keyword is not preservation at all. Preservation is merely a false image he has created." Feng Jiu's smile vanished, and he turned serious. "Heavenly Demons are skilled at disguising themselves. Revealing one's own Keyword is equivalent to exposing one's weakness to the world.

At the Feng Family, Feng Qi sold me out without the slightest concern. He also sold out the Feng Family he claimed to preserve, yet his attribute did not weaken in the least. Instead, it only grew stronger. That is highly abnormal. Preservation may only be his disguise, meant to conceal his true Keyword."

The group looked at one another. Han Zuo asked, "What do you think his attribute is, Mister Jiu?"

"Most likely deception." Feng Jiu said. "In the name of preservation, he deceived me, deceived the Feng Family, and deceived the people of Luyang City. That can likewise allow him to grow rapidly." He glanced at Feng Shiyi. "As long as someone is still being deceived by him and firmly believes his lies, his attribute will not weaken."

"If his attribute truly is deception, then Mister Jiu's method from earlier can still work." Han Zuo said. "Take back the wealth he distributed, and people's trust in him will naturally disappear."

If only it were that simple. Feng Jiu sighed inwardly. Preserving peace and such were trivial matters. The most crucial thing was the Heavenly Demon theory he had spread—that was deception at its finest!

Starting a rumor was easy; dispelling one was hard. It would be far too difficult to erase the influence of the Heavenly Demon theory.

"You Hall Masters may naturally give it a try. In any case, we have nothing to lose." Feng Jiu smiled. "But throughout history, only Heavenly Demons can deal with Heavenly Demons. The best method is still to find more Heavenly Demons, cultivate them in ways suited to their attributes, then use them against Feng Qi. He exposed the secrets of the Heavenly Demons, making him a traitor to the Demon Realm. Who knows how many Heavenly Demons hate him to the bone!"

Feng Jiu had never believed Dug's Keyword was preservation, nor did he particularly believe these people could deal with the cunning Feng Qi.

He had to make more preparations. He could not break the Heavenly Demon theory by himself, but if more candidates joined forces, then once everyone had grown stronger, it would become much easier to come forward and debunk it.

Of course, perhaps there would be no need to debunk anything by then. They might simply kill him outright.

Feng Jiu had been tricked by Dug from the very beginning. After finally showing goodwill once, he had suffered betrayal again, while Feng Qi had thrived every step of the way. His jealousy had long surged from his heels to the crown of his head.

At that moment, only one thought remained in Feng Jiu's heart: he could lose the Simulation Arena, but Feng Qi had to die.