"Hah, your Zhuge family is about to be annihilated, and you still care about promises? Besides, I'm not killing you, I only want the Qingluan Sword. In exchange for your father's life, is that a problem?"
"Remember, you were the one begging me to save him. I can save people, and I can kill them! It's just a matter of moments!"
Zhou Xuan's words terrified Zhuge Qing.
The Qingluan Sword, the ancestral artifact of the Zhuge family, was said to be able to transform into the divine Qingluan bird. It was rumored that only by obtaining this divine weapon could one truly possess the power to transform and fly.
But this was just a legend.
Zhuge Qing didn't know if it was true or not.
However, now, the benefactor who saved his father needed this item.
Zhuge Qing's expression shifted slightly, "The ancestral treasure of my Zhuge family will naturally not be handed over lightly."
Zhou Xuan sneered, "Patriarch Zhuge, if you don't give it to me, then don't blame me for being impolite."
Before his words even fell, Zhou Xuan moved.
Everyone around felt a blur before their eyes.
The next moment, a thud was heard.
Zhou Xuan was already standing behind Zhuge Qing.
Everyone was greatly astonished.
What kind of speed was this? It was unimaginably fast.
Zhuge Qing's face turned even paler.
He felt a strong sense of crisis.
This sense of crisis made him tremble uncontrollably.
"This... how is this possible?"
Zhuge Qing was horrified.
Who exactly was this person?
Why was he so powerful?
Zhuge Qing wanted to turn his head, but found himself being choked by the neck, unable to turn back at all.
"You... let... let go of me!"
Zhuge Qing struggled with all his might, but ultimately could not break free.
"You are still unwilling to hand over Qingluan?"
Zhuge Qing was stunned and quickly said, "If Master wants the sword, I naturally won't be stingy, but... only I can wield the Qingluan Sword, and only my blood can activate its power. However, I haven't found the method yet."
Zhou Xuan said indifferently, "Is that so."
Zhuge Qing looked at Zhou Xuan, inwardly cursing, truly despicable. He was too foolish to have boasted so much. Perhaps his father would be angered to death once he woke up.
But then he thought, although this guy was no saint, demanding such a high price, he was still a renowned prodigy in the cultivation world. It was a foregone conclusion that he would become a prominent figure in the future.
Therefore, he endured it. It was better than dying right now.
After all, it was for the sake of saving his father.
Zhou Xuan smiled, "What, you're reluctant to part with the Qingluan Sword?"
"I really should let the other four families see what a faithless person you are. I have a recording."
Zhuge Fei quickly shook his head, "How dare I? I'm just a little reluctant. After all, the Zhuge family only has one such sword..."
Zhou Xuan shook his head, "Don't worry, that Qingluan Sword isn't of much use to me."
Zhuge Fei asked curiously, "Then why?"
Zhou Xuan said, "Take me to see it."
The two arrived at the treasury.
The Qingluan Sword hung in the center.
The green blade looked ordinary.
Zhuge Qing took down the sword.
Zhou Xuan hurriedly inquired with his ancestor in secret.
The ancestor's aged voice replied, "This is a mortal artifact."
Hearing these four words, Zhou Xuan immediately understood.
He knew that things wouldn't be so smooth.
This Qingluan was not a spiritual artifact.
Then where was the real Qingluan?
And where was it?
"Patriarch Zhuge, are you sure this is the Qingluan Sword?"
"Are you trying to fool me?"
Zhuge Qing's face suddenly changed dramatically.
Zhou Xuan now understood everything.
As soon as he asked for it, Zhuge Qing had already instructed the observant servants to pull off a substitution trick.
Zhou Xuan sneered, "Very good, truly marvelous, Patriarch Zhuge."
"It seems my efforts today have been in vain."
With that, he walked directly towards Zhuge Changfeng's ward.
Zhou Xuan didn't want to go to such lengths initially, but he urgently needed to gather the Four Great Spiritual Artifacts to gain more power against the Qin family.
Now that the real Qingluan was intentionally hidden by Zhuge Qing, he couldn't just go and forcibly snatch it. That would be no different from the Qin family who had stolen the Zhou family's treasures and caused the death of all its members.
His master's teachings were not for him to become like the Qin family.
He was just going to see Zhuge Changfeng now.
Wang Daolu rushed out and said, "The old man is awake!"
By the bedside.
Zhuge Changfeng looked robust.
He struggled to get up to thank Zhou Xuan.
"No need to be polite, Old Master. Now that you are awake, I should be going."
Let the Qin family be anxious for a while. His purpose has been achieved.
It was not yet time for a complete break, and he would not push things to the extreme.
He wanted the giant Qin family to collapse, not a small fry like Qin Qingya.
Zhuge Changfeng hurriedly tried to make him stay.
But Zhou Xuan was in a hurry, and even Wang Daolu kept pace with Zhou Xuan.
Zhuge Qing informed his father of the events and was hit by a palm!
"You useless piece of trash, are you trying to kill me with anger?"
"Dad, you are already well. I will offer Zhou Xuan money, enough for him to use for three lifetimes!"
"But Qingluan cannot be touched!"
"You! You are going to anger me to death!"
"You brainless idiot, you shouldn't have boasted in the first place!"
Zhuge Changfeng clutched his chest, as if about to collapse again.
"Dad, don't worry. I was just worried about you before. The doctor had already issued a critical illness notice. How could I have imagined that Zhou Xuan could actually cure you?"
"So you wish your old man were dead?"
"Slap!"
Zhuge Qing was slapped again.
"Qingxue, Mingyue, come quickly and escort me to find Master Zhou!"
"Bring Qingluan!"
"Yes, Grandpa!"
Zhuge Changfeng was still worried, "If you dare to tamper with it again, I'll chop off your leg right now!"
Seeing that Zhuge Changfeng was truly angry.
Zhuge Qing had no choice but to obediently hand over the real Qingluan.
At this moment, the gatekeeper reported.
"Master, Master Zhou has left. He got into a Qin family car."
"Who picked him up?" Zhuge Changfeng hurriedly asked.
"It was Qin Huaiyu, the head of the Qin family himself."
"Oh dear, this is bad, Zhuge Qing, you wicked son, I'll beat you to death today!"
The old man grabbed his cane and was about to beat his son.
Meanwhile, Zhou Xuan had already arrived at the Qin family.
"Zhou Xuan, you dare to come alone. Aren't you afraid I'll kill you?"
"You know, I can save Qin Qingya, or not."
"What I said about killing you is not false."
"Everyone says you, Qin Huaiyu, are cold-blooded and heartless. It seems the rumors are true," Zhou Xuan said sarcastically, crossing his arms.
Qin Huaiyu, however, changed her tune.
"As long as you submit to our Qin family, I will give you special treatment. For example, not being so cold and heartless?"
"Hehehe... Thank you for your kind offer, Miss Qin, but I'm not fortunate enough to enjoy it."
"I cannot do things like forceful appropriation, murder, or erasing traces of existence."
Qin Huaiyu looked at Zhou Xuan, who was impervious to persuasion, and wished she could tear him limb from limb.
She had never seen anyone dare to offend her with such audacity. Not only had he offended her, but now, even when she tried to recruit him, it was completely useless!