Chapter 10

Chapter 10: Liu Hua Sword in the Ultimate Deathtrap Array (Part 1)

The morning light gently enveloped the world, and Qingyang City was peaceful and serene. After the rain, it was 

a fresh new day. 

Outside the Qiuwan Inn, Si Cang Qing and Feng Lan were about to leave.

"Young master," Qiu Ping Tian suddenly appeared, slowly walking from the door with a gentle smile, and said, 

"So early, are you leaving already?"

Si Cang Qing looked at the other person's eyes calmly, which was warm and deep, "Hmm."

“I wonder if Qiu has the honor of knowing your names?" Qiu Ping Tian said with a light smile, "I saw you two 

gentlemen yesterday and found you both quite remarkable. I thought it would be nice to make friends, so you 

could look after my Qiu Ji's business in the future."

Feng Lan stood quietly behind Si Cang Qing, waiting for his master's action.

Si Cang Qing glanced at Qiu Ping Tian, then turned and boarded the carriage. Under Qiu Ping Tian's astonished 

gaze, the carriage slowly began to move. At that moment, a cold voice came from inside, "My name is Feng Qing,

see you later!"

Looking at the carriage heading towards the morning sun, Qiu Pingtian smiled meaningfully, "Feng Qing, 

we'll meet again later!" 

Turning around, he saw Pan Qi leaning against the doorpost.

Pan Qi, with a beaming smile, spoke with deliberate dissatisfaction, "I never expected that one day, the beauties 

would ignore me, Seventh Master, and instead care about you, the stingy man."

Qiu Ping Tian merely chuckled without saying a word. 

Pan Qi didn't mind much either, turning around and walking towards the house, lazily yawning.

"Young Master Qi, will you be staying here today?" Qiu Ping Tian asked. 

"Heh, of course," Pan Qi replied in a low tone, "If those old guys want to stir up trouble, let them stir up trouble 

to their heart's content."

Regarding others' private matters, Qiuping Tian only gave a faint smile and did not ask further, "In that case, 

Young Master Qi can stay at my Qiuwan Inn as you please! Rest assured, your whereabouts won't be discovered 

by anyone, but, about the room fee..."

"Alright, alright," Pan Qi waved his hand, his tone impatient, "Is it still possible that I won’t be able to pay you 

the money? But..." He turned back with a charming smile, full of flirtation, "Don't forget to sell me the news 

about Feng Qing..."

The conversation between the two gradually drifted away.

The carriage sped swiftly along the official road, with Si Cang Qing sitting cross-legged inside, eyes closed in 

deep thought. Remembering that Qiu Ping Tian from earlier, it turned out he was the young master of the 

world's wealthiest family, Qiu luo Mountain Manor. 

There are many rumors about Qiu Ping Tian. The Qiu luo Mountain Villa was originally a family business for 

generations, but under the hands of the current head of the family, it has gradually fallen into decline. 

Unexpectedly, Qiu Ping Tian, the young master of the Qiu family, started his business at the age of ten. Before 

he even reached adulthood, he had already made a name for himself in the market. From then on, Qiu Luo 

Mountain Villa was revitalized once again, with business spreading across the three kingdoms, engaging in all 

sorts of ventures, and he was known as the richest man in the world. And Qiu Ping Tian was the true head of 

Qiu Luo Mountain Villa.

Although over the past three years, the two businesses under Si Cang Qing's command, the Feng family and 

the Qin family, have become quite famous in Canghuan, they still cannot compete with the wealthiest family, 

the Qiu family of Qiu Lu Villa. Even if their combined forces were added together, they would still not be able 

to match a single Qiu family!

To revitalize the nation the first state begins with enriching the nation.

He had long planned to meet with Qiu Ping Tian, but he never expected to see his true colors so soon.

From just a brief encounter, one can tell that person is extremely scheming and adept at manipulation, making 

them very difficult to control.

Si Cang Qing opened his eyes and stared at the canopy of the carriage, pondering over the detailed plan. 

If Qiu Ping Tian could be used for himself, it would be like adding wings to a tiger for the royal family and 

Cang Huan; if not…

It's troublesome.

Fortunately, Qiu Ping Tian is just as rumored, "only seeking the benefit of the world." If they cooperate in the 

future, it will be of great benefit to each other.

"Lan," Si Cang Qing suddenly said, "let Lu Huan have more contact with Qiuluo Villa!"

"Yes, Master."

Feng Lan's voice floated in gently, and Si Cang Qing let out a slight sigh. Even if the Qiuluo Villa cannot be 

used by himself, it cannot fall into the hands of others. Now it can only be strictly guarded.

"Is there any news from Dongying Tower?" Si Cang Qing asked again. 

"Currently, there is no major movement, but we have received news that recently, it seems that Piaomiao Palace 

is experiencing continuous internal strife. The righteous sects of the martial world, under the pretext of purging 

demons and evil, have united the forces of several major sects, intending to take advantage of the situation to 

destroy Piaomiao Palace."

Feng Lan meticulously explained the recent developments in the martial arts world. Nowadays, Dongying 

Building, on the surface, is just a sect with an average reputation in the world, but secretly it monitors the 

entire martial arts world of Canghuan.

Listening to Feng Lan's words quietly, Si Cang Qing pondered secretly.

The Piaomiao Palace?

"Secretly assist Piaomiao Palace."

The forces of the Jianghu have always been difficult to conquer, so it is better to let them check and balance 

each other.

The carriage rumbled southward. Along the way, Si Cang Qing kept paying attention to the news from the 

court and the people, and carefully made detailed arrangements for the next two years.

◇Cang Huan◇Seven Palaces◇

On the Xuedong Peak, the white snow drifts lightly. 

Two black figures, treading on the snow, fly swiftly, and in an instant, they vanish into the vast expanse of white.

In the small house in Penglai Pavilion, Feng Wufei looked excited and his eyes were slightly wet, "Qing'er, 

you are finally back, nearly half a year later than you agreed!"

"There were temporary changes, so it was a little late." Si Cang Qing explained calmly.

"I heard that you met your father?" Feng Wufei asked curiously, "If that's the case, why did you come back?" 

instead of staying in the capital.

"Right now," Si Cang Qing pressed his lips together, "I still need to be stronger."

"What do you mean?" Feng Wufei frowned lightly. Over the past few years, he had a general understanding 

of Si Cang Qing's actions and believed that the latter had already amassed an absolutely powerful force. 

"Master," Si Cang Qing looked at him steadily, "I want to challenge the Absolute Deathtrap Array!"

In the deathtrap array, The Liu Hua Sword is born.

"Qing'er, don't be reckless!" Upon hearing this, Feng Wufei suddenly stood up, his expression grave. 

"The Absolute Kill Formation was created by our ancestors. In so many years, no one has ever been able to 

break through it alive."

Even the ancestors died of old age in the battle. Just to practice the 13th level of Liu Hua Sword, the ancestors 

swore not to take a single step out of the deathtrap formation unless they succeeded.

"I have made up my mind." Si Cang Qing said lightly, He was not requesting, but informing.

"Qing'er," Feng Wufei, who was usually carefree, now spoke solemnly, "You are the destined emperor star, 

you must never toy with your own safety, otherwise, this world will be in peril!"

"If it is destiny, why should Master worry?" Si Cang Qing replied calmly. Whether it was destiny or not 

didn't matter. If one couldn't even pass through a Deathtrap Array, how could they go on to rule a nation, 

let alone be called a destined emperor? 

"This..." Feng Wufei was momentarily at a loss for words but still found it hard to shake off the worry. 

"Breaking through the Deathtrap Array is no child's play."

"I, Si Cang Qing, never take things lightly." After saying this, Si Cang Qing turned and left. "Master, don't worry, 

I know what I'm doing." 

It had been more than three years since he last returned. Si Cang Qing walked towards his residence, feeling 

slightly fatigued from the continuous journey, his head throbbing faintly as he rubbed his temples.

I think I need to take a good rest for a few days. That deathtrap array, if I am to break through, I must be 

well-prepared. Fortunately, now I only have my master by my side. If Lu Huan and Wu Xin were here, they 

would probably stop me even if it meant risking their lives.

Although the master was worried, he relied too much on fate. 

Si Cang Qing sneered slightly; he never relied on fate, only on himself.

Thinking of this, Si Cang Qing suddenly stopped, turned to look at Feng Lan, and said calmly, "Lan, take a 

few days' rest, and then you will go down the mountain to follow Kui. In the next two years, you will be 

traveling to and from Xueding Mountain to contact us. "

He still believed in Feng Lan's ability.

Unexpectedly, when Feng Lan heard Si Cang Qing's words, he suddenly knelt down, lowered his head and 

said in a deep voice: "Since the master has decided to break into the formation, this servant will follow him 

to the death."

Si Cang Qing's expression was indifferent, "This time, breaking into the deadly formation has nothing to do 

with you." 

It was his own desire to master the supreme martial arts; the purpose of his shadow guards was never to protect 

his safety. 

Feng Lan merely bowed his head and repeated, "This servant swears to follow the master to the death."

"In the killing formation, there is no life or death." Si Cang Qing said calmly, "You should know that I don't 

need the protection of a shadow guard. I don't want to waste a shadow guard who has been chosen from 

thousands of people."

Upon hearing this, Feng Lan fell silent. 

Si Cang Qing no longer paid him any attention and turned to leave. 

"I swear, I will not die in vain." Feng Lan's resolute voice suddenly came from behind. 

"Oh?" Si Cang Qing turned around, looking at Feng Lan kneeling on the ground, and couldn't help but feel 

a bit intrigued.

 "You have such confidence in surviving the deadly formation?"

"Yes, Master." Feng Lan responded in a low voice, "If the Master allows the servant to follow, the servant 

will definitely not drag the master down, nor will the master lose a shadow guard."

"You are quite confident." Si Cang Qing's words contained a rare hint of appreciation, but he just didn't 

understand where the other party's confidence came from. No one in Penglai Pavilion has ever broken through 

this killing formation, and even he am not very sure about his success. 

"What makes you think I should trust you?"

Feng Lan was silent. He was never very good at talking and didn't know how to answer. But no matter what, 

he couldn't let Si Cang Qing enter the battle of life and death alone.

"Forget it," Si Cang Qing was a casual person, so he stopped insisting and just said, "Just follow me into the

battle, don't betray my trust."

Since he is the chosen personal attendant, he cannot easily die. Moreover, this person gives him a very good 

impression. 

"Yes, master." 

"Hmm, get up, rest early!"

Si Cang Qing took two steps, then paused. He looked back at Feng Lan, who was still standing there, and said 

lightly: "Also, don't refer to yourself as a servant anymore, it's really annoying.”

Previously, he hadn't paid attention, but just now he heard this person saying 'servant' here and 'servant' there, 

and it was quite annoying. After saying that, Si Cang Qing strode back to his room. 

Feng Lan was momentarily stunned, standing there, staring at Si Cang Qing's room for a long time.

In the distance, the green mountains remain unchanged.

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