Chapter 2

The Emperor Star descends when it cries blood.

In the eastern part of Nanjiang, the outskirts of Lincheng have just experienced a bloody battle. The night wind is 

chilling, and the blood-soaked forest is filled with a sense of tragic grandeur.

"Hui'er," the middle-aged man with an ethereal demeanor lightly flicked his wrist, dispatching the last of the 

black-clad men. With a hint of sorrow in his eyes, he gazed at the white figure outside the broken carriage, 

then hurried away, sighing, "Why bother?"

As early as a few years ago, during a divination, he discovered that the Emperor Star of the vast universe was 

becoming increasingly dim.

Gently holding the woman in white, whose body was already cold, Feng Wufei softly instructed the person 

behind him, "Wuxin, take Hui'er away..."

Wu Xin came to him silently and picked up the woman.

Slightly stunned, Feng Wufei saw the baby tightly held in the woman's arms, reached out to check for breath, 

and found none.

With a light sigh, Feng Wufei pried the woman's arm away, picked up the dead baby, glanced at Wuxin, and said, 

"Let's go!"

Holding the baby, Feng Wufei seemed to leave the forest slowly, but in reality, it was swiftly. Not far away on the 

official road stood a simple carriage. With a heart full of sorrow, being in the royal family meant living on the 

edge, and perhaps the ignorant passing of this newborn was a kind of blessing.

If it weren't for the favor he owed to the Royal Si Cang Clan back then, he wouldn't have bothered with these 

mundane matters. Even though Hui'er was the orphaned daughter of his close friend, he wouldn't have waded 

into this murky water. In the end, he was just a step too slow.

The emperor's only son died in Lin City just like that; this world is bound to change sooner or later, right? 

All he could do was find a peaceful place to bury Hui'er and her child, hoping they could find peace in death.

Sitting at the front of the carriage, Feng merely raised his head to observe the celestial phenomena; the Emperor 

Star must have fallen.

Suddenly, Feng Wufei's eyes widened in disbelief as he pinched his fingers. The once dim Emperor Star had 

indeed disappeared, only to be replaced by a dazzling new Emperor Star—what on earth was happening?

Before he could make sense of it, the baby in his arms suddenly stirred slightly. Feng Wufei, startled, lowered 

his gaze. The baby's pale little face had its nostrils gently flaring, and a faint breath escaped from its lightly 

colored lips.

Is it possible that there are such things as resurrection in this world?!

Feng Wufei was astonished and bewildered, hurriedly checking the baby in her arms. 

Finally, he confirmed that the baby, who had originally been lifeless, had truly come back to life. Looking up at 

the vast starry sky, the newly risen Emperor Star twinkled with brilliant light.

Gradually calming his astonishment, Feng Wufei suddenly burst into laughter, "Hahaha, it's the will of heaven!"

The favor owed to the Cang family, let's settle it this time! And this baby will be the only disciple of the 

Immortal of Penglai.

"What name should I give you?"

Slowly suppressing his smile, Feng Wu Fei thought for a moment, then bowed his head and gently stroked the 

baby's brows and eyes, "Let's call you Qing. You will be the future Emperor Si Cang Qing of the Canghuan 

Kingdom, and also the 17th generation heir of my Penglai Pavilion, Feng Qing!"

With a sudden wave of his hand, Feng Wufei stepped into the carriage and instructed from inside, "Wuxin, 

head straight back to Penglai Pavilion!"

"Yes, Pavilion Master!"

The jade steed neighed long, and the clattering of the wheels echoed on the official road at midnight. 

The wind had ceased for the night.

◇Cang Huan◇Seven Palaces◇

Feeling completely weak and dazed, Feng Qing's consciousness gradually became clearer over an unknown 

number of days, and he finally slowly opened his heavy eyes. 

A green gauze curtain came into view. Feng Qing was slightly stunned, slowly moved his body, and realized 

that at this moment, he could no longer float away freely as he did before.

After a moment of contemplation, Feng Qing raised his hand and was taken aback to see his short, frail arm. 

Beneath his indifferent demeanor, a hint of surprise surged within him. Is this really his own arm?

Taking another look at the situation, he knew clearly that he was either reincarnated or possessed.

In a moment, the door creaked open from the outside, and Feng Qing cautiously looked over. After all, he was 

just a baby now, with no ability to defend himself. Since he was alive again, he couldn't be manipulated or even 

killed at will. His life had to be in his own hands!

Walking in was a woman in her twenties, her delicate face showing surprise. "Ah, the baby is finally awake!" 

Before she finished speaking, she rushed to Feng Qing's side, unable to contain her joy, and picked up Feng Qing, 

blinking her big eyes and playfully saying, "Baby, baby, you are so cute!"

From the moment the woman ran up to him and picked him up, Feng Qing just tensed his body and watched 

coldly, not struggling at all. He knew that at this moment, he couldn't do anything. Looking at the woman in 

front of him who was beside herself with joy, Feng Qing understood deep down that she meant no harm.

"Ah," the woman exclaimed in surprise, "The baby has been sleeping for several days, he must be hungry. 

I'll go find the master right away..." Holding Feng Qing tightly in her arms, the woman hurriedly ran out of the 

room.

"Lu Huan, how did you carry the young master out of the room?" As soon as she stepped outside, Feng Qing 

heard a scolding voice not far away. A burly man rushed over.

"Ah, Wuxin," Luhuan saw the man and the subsequent Feng Wufei, and immediately stood up obediently, 

"Master!"

"How did you carry the young master out?" Feng Wufei's voice was authoritative without being angry.

"The baby is awake," hearing Feng Wufei's question, Luhuan exclaimed, "I was afraid the baby would be hungry, 

and I was just about to go find something to feed him..."

"What can a newborn baby eat?" Wuxin reproached somewhat, "Besides, the young master's health is weak. 

If he stays out like this and catches a cold, what will we do?"

"Uh..." Luhuan felt a bit at a loss, ashamedly lowering her head and glancing at Fengqing.

Watching the conversation between the people in front of him, Feng Qing quickly sorted out his situation and 

the relationship between those people. Knowing that he was safe at the moment, he felt relieved.

Feng Wufei had just been observing this newborn and found that the child was very well-behaved, unlike other 

babies who cried incessantly. The child's eyes were exceptionally clear, seemingly filled with a contemplative 

depth.

Deep contemplation?

Arriving in front of Lu Huan, Feng Wufei reached out to take Feng Qing and observed him carefully.

Feng Qing also did not hide his inquisitive gaze, staring straight at Feng Wufei.

"Haha," after a while, Feng Wufei burst into laughter, "As expected of the emperor's rising star! Luhuan, go 

find a wet nurse, the baby must be starving."

Feng Qing also secretly agreed, feeling the emptiness in his stomach as soon as he woke up. He lowered his 

head again, and Feng Wufei's fingertip gently traced over Feng Qing's features. Watching Feng Qing instinctively 

shy away, he chuckled deeply, "Baby, I am Feng Wufei, the master of Penglai Pavilion, and also your master. 

Hmm, you are Feng Qing, the young master of Penglai Pavilion."

Regardless of whether the infant Feng Qing could understand, Feng Wufei continued, "And your real name is 

Si Cangqing, the sole heir of the Si Cang family."

Si Cang? This surname, he seemed to recognize. During the days when he wandered as a restless spirit, he knew 

that the royal family of the Canghuan Kingdom bore the surname Si Cang. 

Looking at the thoughtful infant, Feng Wufei revealed a playful smile, "The Si Cang family is the royal family 

of the Canghuan Kingdom. And you, in the future, will be the sole ruler of the Canghuan Kingdom!"

Leaning down to Feng Qing's ear, Feng Wu Fei softly uttered, "Baby, you can understand my words, right?"

Feng Qing remained indifferent from beginning to end, his expression showing not a hint of change, but deep 

down he was still secretly shocked—this Feng Wufei is no simple character!

"Hehe," Feng Qing suddenly lifted Feng Qing's small body high up, laughing heartily, "Feng Qing, Si Cangqing, 

your master is waiting to see how you will dominate the world!"

If at first he was reluctant to take in this unfortunate prince for the Si Cang royal family, now he is extremely 

grateful. He is very much looking forward to how this extraordinary prince, who was remarkable even as 

a baby, will stir up the already troubled world in the future!

Dominate the world, huh? Feng Qing looked at Feng Wufei who was laughing heartily and thought to 

himself, he has no desire to get involved in trouble. As long as it doesn't hinder him, he couldn't care 

less about dominating the world. 

However…

Thinking that he was actually the only prince of the Canghuan Kingdom in this life, Feng Qing secretly thought 

that he would definitely be entangled in those power struggles. From his recent experiences in the Canghuan 

Palace, he understood the situation in the Canghuan court, and by a twist of fate, he had become 

the son of that young emperor. Since the fact was established, so be it.

Now that he has a chance to be reborn, he must firmly control his own destiny in this life. No one, whether 

the royal family or the Qin family, can control himself.

And in this new life, may he encounter even more novel people or things!

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