Chapter 32

Chapter 32: When the Qin clan collapsed and crumbled (Part 2)

"Cough cough—" 

Qin Gaoli, who was originally lying on the bed to recover from his injuries, was now being supported by two 

servants as he tried to sit up. However, the movement pulled at the wound on his back, causing him to cough 

incessantly.

"Gao Li," as soon as he walked into the room and saw Qin Gao Li's actions, his father, Qin Man, exclaimed in 

shock, his face pained and his tone urgent, "Gao Li, you're so badly injured, why are you moving around!" 

"Father," Qin Gao Li slowly raised his head, looking at Qin Man with a fierce gaze, "I just heard that Gao Fei 

met with an accident, is that true?"

Qin Man's face flashed with gloom, and when he saw the blood on his back, he relaxed his expression,"Gao Li, 

you're heavily injured and bedridden now, so don't think too much. Everything will be taken care of by your 

father!" 

"Then it's true!" Qin Gao Li's face was twisted with ferocity, his tone cold, "Si Cang Qing, you really intend to 

annihilate the Qin family!"

Qin Man snorted coldly, "I've lived for over seventy years and have never encountered such an arrogant brat." His 

eyes were filled with ferocity and ruthlessness, "Want to kill me to the last man? I want to see what kind of life 

Si Cang Qing has to kill me!"

"Father!" Qin Gaoli was slightly taken aback, then realized, revealing a bloodthirsty smile. "Hehe, has Father 

already figured out what to do?" 

"I've already bribed the Seventh Young Master," Qin Man said with a look of great satisfaction. "The Crown 

Prince's head is worth a lot!"

I don't know who Si Cang Qing has offended, but besides them, there just happened to be others who entrusted 

Seventh Young Master. For this reason, he saved some effort this time. You have to know, hiring Seventh Young 

Master is not an easy task! 

"That Seventh Young Master," Qin Gaoli frowned slightly, a bit worried, "is he reliable?"

"In this world, who doesn't know the Seventh Young Master of the Demon Palace? He is ruthless and insane, 

specializing in doing the jobs that others dare not take! Si Cang's life is doomed here!" Qin Man's tone was filled 

with anger, his eyes full of sorrow, "I have served in the court for fifty years, dedicating myself to the Canghuan 

Kingdom. Now, I have ended up with a fate worse than death!" 

The Crown Prince's decree has been issued. In three days, more than a dozen officials involved in the dam 

construction case, led by Qin Nandong, will be publicly executed by dismemberment at the East City Gate! 

Qin Man looked at his heavily injured eldest son, his expression filled with pain. Those thirty lashes in the 

Canglong Hall were no mere show; the guards had beaten him to near death. If Qin Gaoli hadn't been trained in 

martial arts from a young age, he would have probably died under those random blows!

"Cough, cough," another fit of coughing, Qin Gaoli asked the other person, "Is there any news from Aunt and 

Little Sister?" 

"What can a mere woman do!" Qin Man's tone was disdainful, "They actually want to plead with the Emperor! 

Does the Emperor really not know what his son has done?"

The matters of the Heartbreak Gu and the bloodshed from years ago had long since caused Si Cang Juetian and 

the Empress Dowager to appear united in appearance but divided in spirit; he probably couldn't wait to eradicate 

the Qin family! 

After finishing his words, Qin Man supported Qin Gaoli, his tone calming, "Gaoli, you should rest well, don't 

worry about anything." With Si Cang Qing gone, what could the others do to them?

The autumn sunset burned with a fiery red, casting an enchanting glow. 

"Guard Feng, you are so brave!" A sharp voice suddenly shattered the tranquility of the imperial garden. The 

fierce expression on the beautiful woman's face twisted her original beauty. "Someone, drag this unruly servant 

away!"

Feng Lan looked at the hysterical woman in front of her indifferently and suddenly felt bored. On that day, 

Si Cang Qing said to himself with a cold face that he had only one master, so he was not allowed to kneel to 

anyone except his master.

Looking at the clawing and threatening empress, a trace of absurd laughter surged in Feng Lan's heart. He would 

bow and pay his respects even when he saw the current emperor, so how could he possibly kneel to her? Besides, 

from beginning to end, it was this woman who had inexplicably come to him to show off her power. It seemed 

that the master's methods had finally driven them to the edge!

Hearing the empress's words, the surrounding guards were momentarily at a loss. They had their own assessments 

of the extent of the favor shown to the Eastern Palace's leader, Feng Lan, but now that the Qin family had fallen 

from grace, the empress's position was uncertain! However, the empress had spoken…

"Everyone, step back," just as everyone was at a loss, a delicate voice broke the deadlock. It was the princess 

Si Cang Ping'e, who was following the empress. She said softly, "Mother, Father is unwell. Let's go back first!" 

"Smack!" 

Everyone was stunned.

Looking at the princess who had suddenly been slapped, Feng Lan slightly lowered his eyes. It seems this 

princess really is not favored! According to the shadow guard's report, she had always been like a puppet, 

manipulated by the Empress Dowager and the Empress. Now...

"You spineless wretch!" The empress turned her target, pointing at Si Cang Ping'e's nose and cursing, her dignity 

completely lost. "What do you think you are, to act so arrogantly in front of me?" 

Si Cang Ping'e's face turned pale, her head bowed, and she remained silent.

"What are you doing here making a scene?" Suddenly, a cold voice came from behind. Feng Lan felt a glimmer 

of joy and turned around to see that it was Si Cang Qing. 

"You—" Seeing an enemy always makes one furious, and the current scene was no exception. The empress stared 

crazily at Si Cang Qing, "Si Cang Qing, what are you so proud of! You're just a bastard!"

In the words, there was a biting hatred. 

Upon hearing this, Feng Lan's face turned icy. 

Si Cang Qing remained indifferent, only saying, "The empress has been possessed by evil spirits, publicly lost her 

composure, threw a tantrum, insulted the royal family. Guards, take her away and confine her to the cold palace, 

awaiting further orders!"

"How dare you!" The empress struggled wildly, trying to break free from the guards. "How dare you treat me like 

this, Your Majesty, Your Majesty..." 

"Take her away!" Si Cang Qing coldly watched as the already mad empress was dragged away by the guards. Just 

as he was about to turn and leave, he heard a "thud" behind him, followed by the plea of his nominal sister:

"Your Highness, please spare the Empress! She was just confused for a moment..." 

Turning to look at Si Cang Ping'e, Si Cang Qing casually said, "You are the princess of Canghuan Kingdom, this 

palace won't do anything to you, but it's best if you don't meddle in other matters!"

If she weren't also the emperor's child, if she hadn't always been just a puppet, he definitely wouldn't have let her 

go. 

"No," Si Cang Ping'e raised her head, looking steadily at Si Cang Qing's face, her eyes flashing with complex 

emotions, not at all as weak as the rumors suggested, "Your Highness has dealt with my uncle, which has already 

enraged my grandfather. If..."

At this point, Si Cang Ping'e bit her lip and didn't continue. 

Feng Lan looked at Si Cang Ping'e with slight surprise, not expecting her to plead for this. It seemed that this 

princess also didn't like the Qin family very much, and instead, she started to worry about Si Cang Qing... 

Glancing at Mo Zhiyan beside her, Si Cang Qing said no more and left.

◇Cang Huan◇Seven Palaces◇

"Your Highness, please get up!" Mo Zhiyan, who had been left behind, bent down and whispered, "Don't worry, 

Your Highness will be fine."

Si Cang Ping'e looked up, staring blankly at the gentle young man in front of her. Her expression changed several 

times before she finally smiled calmly, stood up, and said, "Thank you, Master Mo, for your understanding."

"Your Highness, you flatter me," Mo Zhi said gently, "It was His Highness the Crown Prince who ordered me to 

stay and escort you back to the palace." 

Slightly taken aback, Si Cang Ping'e said no more. Like before, she lowered her head and silently walked back.

……

"Master, take a break!" 

Upon hearing this, Si Cang Qing stopped his work, leaned back, and immediately felt gentle yet firm hands 

massaging his shoulders. Closing his eyes comfortably, a barely noticeable satisfaction appeared on Si Cang 

Qing's face—Feng Lan always had a keen sense of observation, knowing when to speak up at the right moment 

when he was tired.

Suddenly, Si Cang Qing slowly opened his eyes, his expression inscrutable. 

"Master," Feng Lan also sensed something amiss, his voice low, "Someone is approaching." 

A hint of displeasure flashed in Si Cang Qing's eyes as he stopped Feng Lan's movement, his tone icy, "I'll handle 

it."

That Qi Shuangran, does he really think he can be so audacious just because he is the master of the Piaomiao 

Palace? He dares to provoke him time and again. If he truly loses his patience, he won't care about any ancestral 

agreements!

A faint sound broke through the air, startling Qi Shuangran as he approached the Crown Prince's palace. He 

quickly turned around, and with a wave of his left hand, a silver whip appeared, emitting a cold, dazzling light 

under the moonlight. 

Such a master exists in this palace?

Without time to think deeply, Qi Shuangran swung his long whip, and the cold air swept through, causing the 

branches and leaves of the surrounding trees to fall with a rustling sound. 

Swiftly twisting his body, Si Cang Qing lightly tapped his foot, channeling all his internal energy into a smooth 

Liuhua Sword technique, directly meeting the opponent's cold whip. His left hand flicked, snatching the cold 

whip; his right hand struck out like a flash of lightning.

Under the moonlight, Si Cang Qing's perfect features suddenly came into view. 

Having once taken a palm strike from the other party, Qi Shuangran reacted extremely quickly, dodging in a 

flustered manner, but still got injured by the invisible sword energy. 

After leaping back several zhang, Qi Shuangran finally exclaimed in surprise, "Feng Qing, how is it you!" For a 

moment, he didn't understand the situation.

Hearing the other party's call, Si Cang Qing paused and asked coldly, "Qi Shuangran, who sent you to assassinate 

me?" It was obvious that this time Qi Shuangran was not targeting ‘Feng Qing’ himself, but rather... 

In the martial world, who doesn't know about the Seventh Young Master's arrogance? As long as one can afford 

the price, he dares to kill even the emperor!

He quickly reacted and laughed heartily, "How did I not realize that you are the Crown Prince! Feng Qing, 

Si Cang Qing..." 

He had always just sent people to follow the clues of Penglai Pavilion, because Penglai Pavilion had always been 

indifferent to worldly affairs, so he never expected that Feng Qing was the new Crown Prince now famous 

throughout the world!

"I didn't expect that the Penglai Pavilion actually has ties to the royal family!" Qi Shuangran observed Si Cang 

Qing with great interest. In the nearly two years since they last met, he had completely shed his youthful 

innocence and grown into a true man. His perfect and cold features, the eerie red lotus seal, and the proud aura 

emanating from him…

Make his blood boil even more!

With a bright smile, Qi Shuangran suddenly launched an attack, his body movements were strange, and his white 

clothes appeared and disappeared, and he said: "If you want to get information from me, it depends on the 

strength of Your Royal Highness the Crown Prince!"

There was joyful laughter between the words.

Si Cang Qing stood there cautiously. It seemed that Qi Shuangran's phantom technique had reached an 

unprecedented peak. In the past, the successors of Piao Miao Palace had to rely on the Void Whip Technique and 

the Phantom Technique to support each other in order to bring out the best of both martial arts. And now…

Si Cang Qing controls all movement with stillness, the so-called thirteenth level of Liuhua Sword Technique, the 

energy of heaven and earth is at my disposal. It is said: All things are nothing, but heaven and earth all exist. 

Follow the Tao and practice, without being deliberate and yet without being unintentional, without having and 

without not having. When something exists without any intention, heaven and earth are the ultimate; when 

something exists with intention but without any effort, heaven and earth are the most peaceful.

The figure suddenly moved, with a gust of wind from Si Cang Qing's palm. In an instant, it struck Qi Shuangran's 

chest. With a swing of his left hand, the cold whip firmly bound the opponent. 

There were no flashes of blades or swords, no life-and-death struggle; the fight abruptly came to an end.

A trace of blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth, but Qi Shuangran didn't care at all, still laughing 

softly, "I was right, you actually mastered the thirteenth level of Liuhua Sword."

"Speak!" Si Cang Qing exerted force on the whip in his hand, causing Qi Shuangran to groan.

Qi Shuangran looked up at the sky and said helplessly, "Even if I don't tell you, Your Highness, can't you guess 

it?"

With a slight flicker in his eyes, Si Cang Qing stared fixedly at Qi Shuangran, "Hand over the evidence of your 

transaction to me!" Given Qi Shuangran's style, even if he agreed to take action, he would definitely keep the 

other party's handle.

"Your Highness, you are indeed wise!" Qi Shuangran, unfazed by his situation, chattered away as if in casual 

conversation, "Sigh, if our ancestors had been as clever as you and me, there would have been no need to split 

the family. I reckon we would be like brothers now, but alas..."

Not wanting to deal with it any further, Si Cang Qing loosened the whip in his hand and said, "Today, on account 

of the last wishes left by the ancestors, this palace will spare your life." He turned and walked towards the 

sleeping quarters, waving his hand as the Void Whip suddenly disappeared. "If you still want this whip, bring 

what this palace wants."

This Void Whip is the symbol of the successive Palace Masters of Piaomiao Palace. As the saying goes, as long 

as the whip is there, the man is there. He believes that Qi Shuangran does not need to give up the entire Piaomiao 

Palace for the sake of the Qin family.

"Ah..." Qi Shuangran sighed and muttered to himself, "I am embarrassed again. He actually took away my Void 

Whip. Whatever..."

Qi Shuangran rolled his eyes a few times and smiled strangely: After searching everywhere for Feng Qing, why 

should he offend him for the sake of the Qin family...

Si Cang Qing...

Under the moonlight, the person in white was muttering something to themselves. Moments later, they vanished 

without a trace. 

It was a night without wind! 

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