Ancient Martial Saint Emperor in Another World [Complete] - 1

Chapter One: Past Events

"Huff, huff, huff—" Qin Feng struggled to breathe the air in the control room of the Divine Wind. "Damn it, these Federation trash are really persistent! They've been chasing me for over a year and they still won't let go! Fine, I'll see if I, Qin Feng, am more powerful, or those Federation's bio-engineered humans are!"

Qin Feng, the SSS-class space pirate recorded by the Galactic Federation, has plundered 42 ships of various sizes since his debut, without a single failure, amassing a fortune of 700 billion Federation dollars.

The Federation has organized numerous encirclements, but each time Qin Feng finds a weak point in the encirclement and breaks through. Sometimes, he even annihilates isolated Federation ships with his superior skills and cunning tactics, earning him the title of "Dark Night Demon God."

The Federation has also investigated Qin Feng's background but found no information; he seemed to have appeared out of thin air. However, what they don't know is that Qin Feng is an ancient martial artist—yes, an ancient martial artist.

In the 31st century, an era dominated by technology and transformation, where lifespan can reach 300 years, people utilize technological advancements to modify their bodies to gain greater abilities and achieve their desired goals. In this context, people focus more on discovering their own special abilities and how to modify themselves, forgetting the infinite potential of the human body.

Qin Feng doesn't know who his parents are and has lived in an orphanage since he was old enough to understand. Children in his orphanage are either born mentally challenged or have no special abilities and are called "useless." According to the old man at the orphanage, when he found Qin Feng, he found a very old book in his belongings. The cover had several very imposing characters that the old man couldn't recognize.

Qin Feng was fascinated by this book that accompanied him throughout his childhood, taking every opportunity to learn and translate its sentences. His efforts paid off; after three years, young Qin Feng finally grasped the general meaning of the book through various means.

"The Chinese Martial Arts Classic" is a book that summarizes five thousand years of Chinese martial arts and unique skills. It not only records some lost and unparalleled martial arts from various schools and sects, but also some

legendary techniques that only exist in legends. These include: Internal Energy Cultivation Methods: Beiming Divine Skill, Nine Yang Divine Skill, Nine Yin Divine Skill, Yi Jing Xi Sui Jing and Taiyi Divine Skill, Heavenly Demon Manual, Longevity Formula, Dao Heart Demon Seeding Technique, and Heaven-Changing Earth-Striking Technique;

Close Combat Techniques: Shattering Void Fist, Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms, Nine Yin White Bone Claw, Great Dragon-Capturing Hand, and Great... The text lists various martial arts techniques and their application, including: Mingwang Slash, Thousand Leaf Formless Hand, Nine Netherworld Soul-Dropping Finger, Ten Thousand Buddha Jiaye Palm, Nine Luminaries Overlord Fist;

Weapon Techniques: Dugu Nine Swords, Yue Nu Su Xin Swordplay, Liangyi Weichen Swordplay, Piaomiao Shitian Swordplay, Tian Dao Nine Techniques, Huangji Jingtian Technique, Moluo Liepo Slash, Shenmen Fifteen Swords, Bitao Luohun Technique, Wuliang Canghai Technique, Baoyu Lihua Spear Technique, She Ri Xuanxiao Technique, Xuelian Nuzhan, Siyu Youming Slash;

Movement Techniques: Dragon Travels the World, Zongyun Tianti, Piaomiao Linbo Step, Tianmo Babu, Huanying Jiugong Step, etc.

Finally, it describes the creation of a unique martial arts manual, "Cangqiong Lu," which encapsulates the essence of five thousand years of Chinese martial arts. "Cangqiong Lu" includes the mental technique Cangqiong Technique, the fist technique Mieshi Hongtian Fist, the weapon technique Youming Shishen Technique, and the movement technique Huntian Xukong Dao.

When this martial arts manual was first published, it caused a bloodbath in the martial arts world. In the struggle for this secret manual, thirteen martial arts sects, large and small, vanished. Major sects like Shaolin, Wudang, and the Blood Saber Sect suffered a decline and gradually faded from the historical stage. It can be said that this book was the culprit behind the decline of the Chinese martial arts world!

Little Qin Feng, lacking guidance, naively believed that the *Cangqiong Lu*, which combined all the ultimate techniques, was the best. He began practicing the *Cangqiong Jue* according to its incantations, unaware that countless people had obtained this book and attempted to master it over a thousand years, yet none had succeeded.

The key issue is that the most difficult part of the *Cangqiong Lu* to master is the mental cultivation method, the *Cangqiong Jue*. This method is based on the Nine Yin Divine Skill and the Nine Yang Divine Skill. To cultivate the Nine Yin, one must have the Nine Yin Meridians; to cultivate the Nine Yang, one must have the Nine Yang Meridians. To cultivate both simultaneously requires a Chaotic Body. Forcing such practice will result in qi deviation, physical explosion, and death. Consider that the Nine Yin and Nine Yang Meridians are already extremely rare, let alone the legendary Chaotic Body?

Qin Feng has been practicing the Azure Sky Technique since childhood and has now reached level 3. He often experiences unbearable pain in his meridians, which is manageable; if he were to force himself to reach level 4, he would explode and die…

“Damn it, these bastards! They want to steal what I painstakingly obtained from that ancient tomb! This is something left to us by our ancestors!” Qin Feng pulled a book from his inner pocket. The book gave off an impression of antiquity.

Indeed, this book, stolen from the tomb of Cao Cao of the Three Kingdoms period, was made of neither cloth nor silk, its material unknown. The cover bore four imposing seal characters:

“Cao Gong Bing Lu” (Records of Cao Gong's Military Strategy). The Records of Cao Gong's Military Strategy is divided into Military Strategy and Military Secrets. The Military Strategy section was written by Cao Gong in his later years, summarizing his life's battles and combining the strategies of various philosophers, as well as those of Guo Jia, Zhuge Liang, and Pang Tong. It not only covers military campaigns and troop deployment but also the essentials of governing a country.

Military manuals are the techniques used by weapons on the battlefield. They include Lu Bu's Sun and Moon Reincarnation Slash, Guan Yu's Shocking Evil Spring and Autumn Slash, Zhang Fei's Heng Hou Killing Spear Technique, and so on. They also include analyses of the structure of various weapons on the battlefield, as well as some forging methods and techniques.

Of course, none of this constituted the Federation's year-long pursuit of Qin Feng. What truly made the Federation authorities envious and determined to obtain him was the legendary record of the immortal techniques of the Earth Immortal Zuo Ci in the book "Cao Gong's Military Records." Qin Feng, of course, was unaware of this; he only saw a passage of about 700 words on the last page: "What Heaven desires is the profound; what the profound desires is the void; what the void desires is the Way. Therefore it is said: The Way that can be spoken of is

not the eternal Way—" "What nonsense is this? Did Cao Cao get sleepy at the end and just scribble something down?" Shaking his head, Qin Feng closed the book and put it back in his pocket. During his year-long escape, Qin Feng had thoroughly memorized "Cao Gong's Military Records," but he couldn't understand the last 700 words at all.

Suddenly, "Attention! Suspicious target detected. Target located near Leo Star at 0wkm. Please prepare for defense. Attention! Suspicious target detected—" The automatic alarm system on the cold light radar sounded, and the red warning light illuminated.

"Damn it, it won't leave me alone," Qin Feng wailed. "Ah, 0wkm, I have to hurry, or I'll be in big trouble if I get caught. But where to go, Pisces or Aquarius? Hmm, Pisces! Activate Level 3 acceleration program, target: Pisces Star."

Chapter Two: The Pursuit

. On the flagship of a fleet near Leo Star, 0wkm away, a young lieutenant in white uniform reported to the captain in silver uniform, "Report, headquarters has arrived at Leo Star, approximately 0wkm from the target. Requesting instructions!"

"Hmm, any movement from the target? Are our forces concealed?"

"Our forces are concealed. The target is currently showing no movement."

Suddenly, a red light flashed on the monitor. "The target has moved, sir!"

"Good. Where is the target moving? Towards Pisces or Aquarius?" The captain asked calmly, like a hunter waiting for his prey to fall into his net. Indeed, this time, three squadrons totaling 20,000 warships had been transferred from the Central Army to hunt down this single pirate ship. The captain seemed to envision himself being praised by the Federation's leaders after capturing the target.

"Sir, the target is moving towards Pisces. Should our forces pursue?"

"Order full speed ahead! Target: Pisces. Also, notify Pisces to prepare for interception, and notify Aquarius to join us in encircling it! Haha, it's time to close the net."

"Yes, sir!"...

On the Kamikaze. "Attention! Suspicious target detected! Target located near Pisces, 30km away! Prepare immediately! Attention—"

"Fuck! Damn it, the military's most advanced Shadowless ships have been sent! Is this really necessary? It's just a book!" Qin Feng knew the moment the alarm went off that the Federation's newest warships—the Shadowless series—were waiting for him on Pisces! Only the Shadowless could get this close to the Wind God before being discovered.

What to do now? Pisces ahead was already a trap, waiting for him to fall into it. The pursuing ships were flying in an encirclement formation; escape was impossible. Horizon was probably similar to Pisces. Was he really doomed to fail today? Surrounded on three sides, his only option was to flee west, but that was the infamous Sea of Death, a mysterious star region that had swallowed countless ships. Going there was practically suicide!

Damn it, being captured meant certain death for years, but going to the Sea of Death might offer a chance. Well, whatever, he'd risk it all! Qin Feng gritted his teeth and said, "Activate the ultimate acceleration program, target: Death Sea!"...

"Report, sir, the target is moving towards the Death Sea at high speed!"

"What? The Death Sea? Is he out of his mind?" The captain almost couldn't believe his ears. "Order, activate the ultimate acceleration program, target: Death Sea! We must catch him before he enters the Death Sea!" The captain roared...

The Kamikaze. His palms were sweating as he gripped the control lever. The Kamikaze had been traveling at full speed for four hours, with only 24% of its energy remaining. However, the enemy ship was getting closer and closer. Fortunately, the Death Sea was almost there. If they could sustain themselves for another half hour, they could enter the Death Sea. Suddenly, "Warning, unexplained malfunction in the propulsion system, please handle immediately! Warning, unexplained malfunction in the propulsion system, please handle immediately!"

"Damn it," Qin Feng cursed. Indeed, at this critical moment, it would be difficult for anyone to remain calm in this situation. "Do we really have to use the backup system?" That was something to save their lives! " ...

Report, sir, the target has suddenly slowed down. Should we continue at our current speed?"

"Slow down? No, let's slow down too. He's probably scared of the Sea of Death and wants to surrender, hehe—" the captain said optimistically. It was precisely because of this optimistic thinking that he missed the best opportunity to capture Qin Feng.

If he had continued at full speed, he would have been able to capture the Shenfeng, whose propulsion system was malfunctioning, and thus capture Qin Feng. In that case, his dream of promotion and wealth would probably have come true.

Of course, if he had captured Qin Feng, Qin Feng wouldn't have entered the Sea of Death, and wouldn't have encountered the Death Meteor Shower. In that case, Qin Feng would only have been the pirate Qin Feng, and not the legendary Holy Emperor Qin Feng of the Starry Continent. Back to the main point, due to the captain's optimistic assessment, the chase entered a relatively slow phase...

the Shenfeng. "Activate backup power system. Full speed ahead, target: Sea of Death." Caught in a dilemma, Qin Feng watched the approaching red dot on the radar and finally made up his mind. Indeed, if he didn't switch, he'd be caught, and keeping the backup system would be pointless. Switching, however, at least offered a chance of survival—something was better than nothing…

"Report, sir! The target has suddenly accelerated towards the Sea of Death! Should our forces accelerate?"

"What? Accelerate towards the Sea of Death? Quick, accelerate! No, full speed ahead!" The captain secretly resented Qin Feng for playing this trick at the last minute. He secretly thought that if he caught Qin Feng, he could torture him to vent his anger. Of course, he could only "torture" him in his mind; he didn't dare to actually do it. Qin Feng was someone the Federation's central leadership had repeatedly instructed them to treat well; he couldn't risk his life for a moment of pleasure.

From beginning to end, the captain didn't believe Qin Feng would dare fly into the Sea of Death. He believed Qin Feng's actions were merely to add leverage during negotiations. From beginning to end, he failed to properly understand and assess Qin Feng's resolve, which ultimately led to the failure of the pursuit! ...

Closer, closer. Qin Feng's finger rested on the deceleration button. After all, ahead lay the Sea of Death, a place where no survivors had ever been recorded. In the distance, the Sea of Death appeared pitch black, and the planets within its boundaries resembled grotesque skulls beckoning him to death. Beads of sweat streamed down his forehead.

After all, Qin Feng was only human. Humans inherently possess a primal fear of death; it's human nature. No matter how magnanimous or righteous you are, in the face of death, you'll experience a sliver of fear. Those heroes who bravely faced death in books are, to some extent, idealized. Qin Feng was a living, breathing person, not the kind of two-dimensional hero described in books, so he felt a mixture of fear and excitement.

Normally, Qin Feng felt completely in control when robbing others. Even during the most intense crackdown this year, he wasn't afraid. After all, such dangers were predictable. However, facing the Sea of Death, Qin Feng felt an indescribable fear, perhaps a fear of the unknown, but also a kind of excitement—an excitement of exploring the unknown. The

red dot on the radar was getting closer and closer; he had to make a decision immediately. Either way, he was going to die. He'd rather die than give it to them. If they had the guts, they could come into the Sea of Death and take it. Thinking this, Qin Feng withdrew his fingers. Looking at the approaching Sea of Death, Qin Feng felt himself trembling—a trembling of excitement, a strange anticipation.

Chapter 3 Death

"Reporting, sir, we...we have entered the outer perimeter of the Sea of Death. Should we slow down?" the lieutenant asked in a trembling voice.

"Damn it, this piece of trash, he won't even give me a chance to make a contribution! I—" Seeing Qin Feng rush into the Sea of Death, the captain could no longer hold back. The curses he had been holding back for over a month poured out like mercury, but he was helpless.

"Send word, turn back! He's a madman, we need to survive." The captain slumped onto the command platform, dejected

. It was all over. Promotion was hopeless; he might even be dismissed. The thought of the methods of those bigwigs in the Federation's central government sent a chill down his spine…

Meanwhile, Qin Feng, like a martyr, charged into the Sea of Death. The man-eating demons or prehistoric behemoths he expected didn't appear. Instead, he was captivated by the scenery of the dead: a dark space seemingly painted with a blue-purple halo (condensed light), the planets moving silently. The stark contrast between extreme movement and stillness intoxicated even a seasoned super pirate like Qin Feng. It was like a tranquil cradle, irresistibly alluring.

However, if the Sea of Death were merely beautiful and serene, it wouldn't be called the Sea of Death; it should have a romantic name. Beneath this beautiful exterior, how much danger and hidden murderous intent lay hidden?

Let me first explain this Sea of Death. The entire Sea of Death can be seen as a celestial body gradually evolved from a black hole. Long, long ago, this place was likely a black hole, a celestial body with an infinite capacity to devour everything. However, everything has its limits. When the energy absorbed by this black hole exceeded its absorption limit, it exploded.

After countless eons of evolution, this region known as the Sea of Death gradually formed. In this region, small black holes and wormholes frequently appear, and there are frequent mergers and splits between celestial bodies. Meteorite streams are a regular occurrence, along with phenomena such as magnetoelectric pulse shockwaves (energy waves capable of destroying all electronic devices) and condensation bursts (energy bursts that can escape the black hole's grasp, the resulting spatial fluctuations enough to destroy 13 galaxies).

Therefore, there has never been a single record of survival over the years. And our protagonist, Qin Feng, of course, couldn't possibly survive—he died! If he didn't die, how could he be reincarnated into another world? If he didn't reincarnate into another world, then I, Tiger, wouldn't be able to finish writing this book! Hehe~~~~

Back to the main topic. Qin Feng, that idiot, was completely unaware of the impending doom. He was already immersed in the beautiful scenery when suddenly, he was awakened by a vibration. A feeling of the end of the world washed over him, and then all the electronic systems on the Kamikaze malfunctioned (magnetic pulse shock wave). Immediately afterwards, Qin Feng felt something hit the Kamikaze (meteorite stream). Qin Feng finally realized that it was a meteor stream.

If the system were intact, Qin Feng might have been able to carve out a way out with his skills. But with all the electronic systems malfunctioning, he was just a useless plug! The Shenfeng was hit more and more, and the fuselage was getting worse and worse. Finally, Qin Feng had no choice but to use the Azure Sky Technique to resist the external pressure.

The true energy circulated more and more within his body, showing faint signs of breaking through to the fourth level. The pressure inside and outside his body seemed to be vying against Qin Feng's body, causing him pain so intense that he almost fainted. However, a sliver of clarity came when he subconsciously bit his tongue, and the pain brought him back to his senses. Yet, human strength is always limited. Finally, with a "bang," Qin Feng felt a wave of relief wash over him, followed by another wave of intense pain. In his blurry vision, he seemed to see his body shatter into pieces like a bursting balloon before losing consciousness.

The scene rewinds to the moment of the "bang." Under the interaction of the intense external pressure and the potential for human beings to face death, Qin Feng's Azure Sky Technique finally broke through to the fourth level. At the fourth level of Azure Sky, those who cultivate without a chaotic body will inevitably explode and die. This is because the pressure generated by the Azure Sky Technique far exceeds the external pressure. If Qin Feng had cultivated the Nine Yin or Nine Yang Techniques, he might have been able to reach the Great Perfection level with this opportunity.

Unfortunately, he happened to cultivate the Azure Sky Technique, the number one cultivation method in five thousand years of Chinese history, and since he wasn't a Chaos Body, he tragically died, and his body was never found! Let's mourn for Comrade Xiao Feng! However, as the saying goes, "Heaven will entrust great responsibilities to those who are destined for them, and will first test their will and strengthen their bodies"—but since Xiao Feng's death was so tragic, Tiger decided to compensate him by letting him be reborn into the body of someone with a Chaos Body~~ Tiger is pretty good, isn't he, haha…

On a light blue planet in a parallel dimensional space to the Milky Way.

In an ordinary courtyard of the Great Qin Kingdom's palace on the Starry Sky Continent.

"Sigh, when will the Ninth Prince wake up?" A simply dressed palace maid, around thirty years old, sighed to herself, "He mustn't…" "

The Ninth Prince will be alright, the royal physician has already come to see him," the simply dressed palace maid immediately reassured herself.

"The Ninth Prince just fell and hurt himself; he'll be fine in a few days. Sigh, he's just too honest. Even the Third Prince's servants dare to ride roughshod over him. Although his martial arts skills are lacking—he's been training for three years and isn't even a novice swordsman yet, unlike the Third Prince, who's already a high-level swordsman at only 15—perhaps His Highness has a good talent for magic!" the plain-looking palace maid muttered to herself.

"However, although those servants who serve the Third Prince wear better clothes made of fine silk than the Ninth Prince, the Ninth Prince is really good to me." The plain-looking palace maid shook her head and sighed, "By the God of Light, please bless His Highness the Ninth Prince!"

Chapter Four: Return of the Soul

. The Ninth Prince of the Great Qin Dynasty, Qin Feng, was born to a lowly palace maid. Because the King accidentally left behind a dragon's sting during a drunken night, he, Qin Feng, the so-called prince, was born. His mother suffered from a chronic illness during his birth and finally passed away when he was four years old, leaving behind this poor child.

Since ancient times, the imperial harem has been a place of even fiercer struggles than the imperial court. Because his mother was a lowly palace maid, the Ninth Prince withdrew from the competition for the throne early on and suffered constant bullying. Even the servants of powerful princes dared to yell at him.

After his mother's death, the Ninth Prince, Qin Feng, was left destitute and alone. The servants treated him with increasing arrogance, and his father, whom he had never met, was unaware that he had such a lonely son. This situation fostered Qin Feng's timid and withdrawn personality.

Three days ago, while practicing martial arts, he was "accidentally" tripped and knocked to the ground by the Third Prince. Unfortunately, a piece of fruit peel "accidentally" lay where he fell, and the Third Prince "accidentally" hit him with a bit too much force. Our poor Ninth Prince slid forward like an ice skater, his head making intimate contact with a black iron pillar, and he immediately fainted. Thus, another joke about the "useless prince" was added to the palace's repertoire, along with a tale of our handsome and mighty Third Prince's wit and bravery.

For a time, many servants and concubines would often say to the Third Prince, "The Third Prince is so brave and clever; he saw through the despicable 'useless prince's' sneak attack and captured him in one fell swoop! The despicable 'useless prince,' unrepentant, attempted to rebel against our mighty Third Prince, only to accidentally bump into a stone pillar. Oh, God of Light, this is absolutely a great blasphemy against our mighty Third Prince!"

While the palace was filled with praise for the Third Prince, the other protagonist of this story, the "useless" Prince Qin Feng, lay on a simple bed, his forehead wound treated, but still unconscious.

Suddenly, the "useless prince" opened his eyes, but his gaze held a hint of confusion.

"Ah, Your Highness, you're awake! That's wonderful! By the God of Light, this is the most beautiful news I've ever heard!" said the palace maid who had been guarding the "useless prince's" bedside. She was the same plain-looking maid who had spoken in the courtyard earlier.

"You are..."

"Ah, Your Highness, are you alright? I'm Yama, don't you remember me?"

"Yama?" The Ninth Prince looked at Yama in confusion, then asked, "You're Yama, then who am I?"

"You're Qin Feng, the Ninth Prince of my Great Qin?! Your Highness, what's wrong? Don't you remember?" the maid said, her voice trembling with tears.

"Don't cry, don't cry, I remember now, you're Yama, I'm Qin Feng, right?" Qin Feng quickly replied, then scratched the back of his head and asked,

"Where is this?"

"This is your courtyard! We're in the palace! Waaah~~~ Poor Ninth Prince, he actually broke his head!" Yama couldn't help but cry out.

"I'm fine, really, I just can't remember for a moment!"

"Is that so?" Yama reached out to touch the Ninth Prince's forehead, but he subtly avoided her touch. Of course, this avoidance was very subtle; only an expert could notice it.

"Your Highness, please wait a moment, I'll go and fetch the royal physician." Yama said, then hurriedly ran out without looking back.

Watching his departing figure, the Ninth Prince pondered for a moment, surveying his surroundings. Simple, very simple; besides a bed, a desk, and four stools, there was basically no decoration. Stepping out of the room, there was a small courtyard of over 100 square meters, with two trees planted in it.

A sense of despair washed over the Ninth Prince. He seemed to be on a very backward planet... Wait, a backward planet? How could he have such thoughts? Who am I? Suddenly, the Ninth Prince felt a sharp pain erupt from the depths of his mind, as if countless images were flooding in like snowflakes. Then, his vision blurred, and he lost consciousness.

In a hazy, dreamlike state, fragments flashed before his eyes, seemingly from a long time ago, yet also from an instant, everything appearing as if recalled from the depths of his memory. In a vast black world, rows of silver-white, humanoid iron monsters flew about, trailing long tails behind them—these were mechs. Strange, I've never seen them before, how do I know they're called mechs? And who am I?

…

Opening his eyes, he saw a face filled with anxiety and sincerity; it was undoubtedly Yama.

“Your Highness, you're awake! Oh, God of Light, praise be to your great grace!” Yama said excitedly.

“Thank you, Yama, I'm alright, don't worry.” Qin Feng stood up and said, but noticed Yama's surprised expression.

Had he said something wrong? Otherwise, why was her expression so strange? Qin Feng thought to himself, but his hands didn't stop. He got out of bed and walked towards the dining room. He looked around and saw that it was already dark. At this moment, his stomach was rumbling. So he ordered, "Yama, go to the kitchen and get me something to eat. I'm hungry."

Unexpectedly, Yama, who had just recovered, fell into a petrified state again! Ugh! Gently shaking Yama to release her from the petrification, Qin Feng asked softly, "Yama, how many days have I been unconscious?"

"Your Highness, you've been unconscious for three whole days. You collapsed in the courtyard that day. Luckily, the royal physician and I rushed back. Your Highness, please, please don't run around like that anymore, okay?" Seeing Yama's heartfelt concern, Qin Feng was deeply moved. "Okay, thank you, Yama."

"Your Highness, the basic magic class at the Martial Arts Hall starts tomorrow. Would you like to go and solidify your foundation? Of course, I know Your Highness's foundation is very solid, but, well, it would be good to review it more often." Yama stammered to Qin Feng, her eyes full of expectation.

Actually, Yama did this entirely for Qin Feng's sake. As everyone knows, Qin Feng is weak and incompetent. Although he studies martial arts in the intermediate area, he knows nothing about the basics, which often leads to him being bullied by his brothers and sisters, without any power to fight back. Originally, Yama didn't dare tell Qin Feng, fearing she would hurt his fragile pride again. However, Qin Feng gave off a very different feeling today—a kind of confidence she had never seen before. So Yama mustered up her courage and spoke up.

Nodding, Qin Feng said, "Okay, Yama, perhaps reviewing the basics will be unexpectedly helpful." Qin Feng didn't know who he was, and he was completely ignorant of the martial arts and magic of this world. Yet Yama had taken care of everything for him, like giving a pillow to a sleepy person—it was incredibly comfortable! Chapter Five

: Freshmen

After dinner, Qin Feng excused himself to rest and lay alone on his bed, contemplating his situation. Qin Feng didn't know who he was either; he discovered he had the memories of two people!

One was a profession called "space pirate," which was initially very prestigious. However, after retrieving a book from a place called "the Tomb," he lived a life like a "rat," constantly on the run for a year, and finally died a heroic death.

The other made him feel very depressed; a prince of a kingdom was actually bullied by those lackeys! They were truly despicable, too stupid, too idiotic!

In an instant, Qin Feng understood many things and remembered many things. With

a slight smile, Qin Feng muttered to himself, "Whatever, whether I'm a pirate or a prince, I am who I am! I am Qin Feng!" His words were full of confidence.

Qin Feng sat up and carefully reviewed and organized his two memories.

The place I'm currently in is called the Starry Continent, a continent crisscrossed by powerful forces. There are three great empires: Mehes, Izumo, and Fadir; four kingdoms: Redstone, Qin, Kavanagh, and Fenglan; seven smaller duchies: Green, Bit, Val, Monsha, Blue Sun, Mejia, and Qiuqing; and the independent Holy Domain—the Papal Kingdom.

The countries are named according to their size: those with more than 90 counties are called empires, those with fewer than 90 but more than 40 counties are called kingdoms, and those with fewer than 40 counties are called duchies. Qin has three counties.

Furthermore, west of the Ten Thousand Mountains lies a kingdom inhabited by tens of thousands of orcs. In the northern part of the continent, on the Keqin Grassland, lives a nomadic people—the Hulan tribe. The Hulan are skilled in riding and archery; children practice drawing and controlling bows from a young age, and almost everyone becomes an excellent warrior on horseback. In the northwest, on par with the Hulan, is the Northern Qiang tribe, commonly known as the Berserker tribe, renowned for its berserkers. These berserkers possess immense strength, but a fatal weakness: when enraged, they cannot distinguish friend from foe, thus they have never been accepted by the world and are confined to the jungles nestled between the Red Stone Kingdom and the Ten Thousand Mountains.

To the south of the Ten Thousand Mountains lie the famous Elf Forest and the Monster Forest. Off the eastern coast of the Fenglan Kingdom lies an island inhabited by the continent's strongest species, the dragon, known as Dragon Island. As for the Qin Dynasty, it has four major legions: the Azure Dragon Legion (East), the White Tiger Legion (West), the Vermilion Bird Legion (South), and the Black Tortoise Legion (North). The capital is guarded by the Imperial Guard and the Feathered Forest Army, bringing the kingdom's total military strength to over a million.

That's all he remembered. As for the power dynamics within the harem and the court, his original memories contained roughly the following information: the eldest prince's mother was the current empress, and the current Left Prime Minister, Solit, was the empress's father; the third prince's mother was Consort Yu, and his brother was Right Prime Minister Yu Tianyang, who controlled the finances; the seventh prince's mother was Consort Mingzhu, the eldest daughter of a prestigious purple-robed noble family, whose mother was Annie Phoenix, the sister of the Vermilion Bird Legion's commander.

Three factions were subtly vying for the throne within the court and the harem. The eldest prince was currently one year old and a mid-level mage; the third prince was fifteen and a high-level swordsman; the seventh prince was twelve and a mid-level swordsman; and he himself wasn't even a novice swordsman or a magic apprentice.

Qin Feng pondered the situation. A balance had been subtly achieved between the three factions in the court and the harem. He was alone and helpless; if he dared to interfere, he risked incurring a joint attack from all three. Based on the memories he received from the "pirate," Qin Feng believed that his best course of action was to be even more ruthless and vicious, while not crossing the other party's bottom line. This way, those weaker than him wouldn't dare bully him, and those stronger wouldn't deign to. Once he had his own territory, he could then go there to cultivate his power and surprise them.

Who would have thought that the previously muddle-headed Ninth Prince had suddenly become a different person, that beneath that sheep's skin lay a hungry wolf waiting for its chance? Lost in thought, Qin Feng drifted off to sleep.

The next day, Qin Feng was awakened by the sounds of Yama preparing breakfast. Arriving in the hall, he saw Yama already up and busy in the kitchen, which was essentially just a makeshift stove next door. Normally, each prince's food was prepared by the royal kitchen.

Unfortunately, Prince Qin Feng, a useless and destitute prince, had no one to rely on, so even the servants skipped his portion. Of course, the previous Ninth Prince wouldn't dare say anything, but now it was Qin Feng, so… hehe, he'd better see who dared to skimp on the prince's meals later, Qin Feng thought to himself.

Watching Ya Ma bustling about, Qin Feng felt a sudden pang of heartache. This loyal palace maid, even serving a powerless and useless prince, remained devoted and unwavering. Qin Feng couldn't help but walk over and take Ya Ma's hand, saying, "Thank you, Ya Ma." This gesture greatly surprised Ya Ma.

The Ninth Prince was notoriously weak and aloof; he rarely spoke, let alone held hands. Besides going to the martial arts hall to "accompany" the prince in his studies, he would come back to eat, return to his room, and then come out precisely at dinner time, sometimes not uttering a single word for days on end.

He only uttered a few sounds like "Ouch, ouch, it hurts, have mercy" when bullied by powerful or favored princes, hence the nickname "the mute, good-for-nothing prince." However, since the Ninth Prince's injury, Yama noticed a change in him. First, he was more confident, and second, he was more talkative—hmm, he seemed a bit like a little adult. But he was only 10 years old! Thinking about this and seeing the Ninth Prince's actions, Yama couldn't help but laugh.

Imagine a 10-year-old child holding the hand of a 14-year-old girl, looking at her with deep affection and saying, "Thank you." How awkward would that feel? And our "love saint," the Ninth Prince, was oblivious, because most of his consciousness was still stuck at 25.

Of course, if Qin Feng were taller and adjusted his clothes, it might be more believable, but our poor Ninth Prince was clearly still growing, a full head shorter than Yama, so his actions and expressions just now resembled a childish game.

After lunch, Yama urged Qin Feng to hurry to his basic classes. Today was the first day of this term's basic courses, and Yama didn't want him to be late. Qin Feng casually asked Yama for directions to the royal kitchen, and Yama, probably not expecting him to dare cause trouble, told him. Thus, our Ninth Prince Qin Feng began his first activity after being a new student.

Chapter Six: A Scene in the Royal Kitchen

The architecture of the Qin Palace resembled that of medieval Europe, a style Qin Feng had previously studied in his research, with occasional touches of ancient Eastern influences.

Walking along, admiring the palace scenery, Qin Feng felt a refreshing coolness. Soon he arrived at the royal kitchen. Looking at the yellow and white building before him, and then thinking of his own dilapidated courtyard, Qin Feng shook his head helplessly. He, a prince, lived and ate worse than some servants—what kind of world was this!

Entering, he saw a group of eunuchs busily preparing breakfast. They were all startled to see Qin Feng. In their eyes, this useless prince was just a complete idiot, so not a single one of them came to greet him. They had even forgotten that they were just servants!

Of course, in their hearts, this Ninth Prince was trash, even worse than them. They usually suffered endless humiliation in the palace, used as tools for their masters' venting their anger. Today, they finally had some fun delivered to their doorstep, and it was a prince no less—how could they let it pass?

Immediately, a man in his early twenties with a pointed face and triangular eyes stepped out from among the busy eunuchs and said to Qin Feng,

"Your Highness, what brings you here? You've had breakfast, haven't you? Alas, I suppose our imperial kitchen's cooking can't compare to that of your beautiful palace maids, otherwise, why wouldn't you accept our food?" He sighed a few times, but the hint of mockery in his eyes didn't escape Qin Feng's notice.

This servant is really bold, daring to ridicule a prince to his face. Not bad, not bad, a sneer flashed across Qin Feng's lips. Well then, I'll test your mettle, you servant. With that thought, Qin Feng walked towards the large table in the center, where various delicious breakfast dishes had already been prepared. Although he had already eaten breakfast, seeing such exquisite pastries, Qin Feng certainly wouldn't be polite.

He casually picked up a pastry and popped it into his mouth, a move that terrified all the eunuchs in the royal kitchen. In their minds, this cowardly Ninth Prince, after being openly mocked, would surely blush and cower. That would give them more amusement during their leisure time; perhaps telling their masters about it would bring them laughter, and maybe even a reward. However

, today this useless prince didn't behave as they expected. Instead, he put the breakfast meant for the Queen, the Consorts, and the princes into his own mouth! Oh, God of Light, when did this damned good-for-nothing become so bold? Doesn't he know that this breakfast was carefully prepared to serve the King, Queen, Consorts, and princes? Oh, heavens, this damned, cursed, mute, good-for-nothing prince!

By the time the eunuchs reacted, Qin Feng had already finished his second plate of snacks. They swarmed around him, seemingly determined to teach this mute, good-for-nothing ninth prince of the Qin Kingdom a lesson if he didn't give them a proper explanation. They wanted to show him that even servants have dignity!

Qin Feng looked at the eunuchs surrounding him, their eyes red and their breath coming in ragged gasps, and couldn't help but wonder: In his original world, mad cow disease didn't seem to be contagious to humans. Could it be that in this world, the virus had mutated and could cross-infect humans?

Hmm, very likely, and the virus's transmission speed was many times faster. Otherwise, why would this group of people, who were perfectly fine before, suddenly have red eyes and be breathing heavily? But, it seems I'm not wearing anything red today?

Just as Qin Feng was wondering what was going on, the same triangular-eyed man emerged from the crowd again, pointing at Qin Feng's nose and cursing like a mad dog: "You...you mute good-for-nothing, what right do you have to eat our food? You lowly palace maid's bastard..."

Two short, forceful slaps abruptly interrupted the triangular-eyed man's mad dog-like roar, plunging the entire imperial kitchen into a terrifying silence. Clearly, the eunuchs were all stunned by Qin Feng's actions. Only the Ninth Prince, who should have been weak, incompetent, and cowardly, seemed unfazed, casually picking up another plate and continuing to eat with relish.

The entire imperial kitchen echoed with the "smacking...smacking..." of him eating his snacks, while the once arrogant and domineering triangular-eyed man covered his flushed cheeks, staring at Qin Feng in disbelief, speechless. "Oh, has the God of Light abandoned us? That wretched, mute, good-for-nothing Ninth Prince, that cowardly, incompetent, and timid Ninth Prince, that lowly palace maid's bastard, actually... actually hit someone? Oh, heavens, perhaps we'd rather believe that this bastard can climb trees."

However, regardless of what these people thought, our Ninth Prince Qin Feng continued to enjoy his delicious snacks, completely ignoring the eunuchs, treating them like air. Well, perhaps it's not appropriate to compare them to air. Don't you see, air is one of the three essential elements for human survival; we cannot live without it every moment. And these... crippled men (let's call them that for now, after all, they used to be) are ones Qin Feng deeply hates.

Finally, after Qin Feng finished his fifth plate of snacks, these dumbfounded "crippled men" made way. "Hmph, finally here, huh? Damn it, I've been waiting for you! You beat the young one, so the old one won't come out?" Qin Feng chuckled to himself.

A bloated figure emerged from the cleared path. Despite Qin Feng's reluctance, he couldn't help but think of a cute animal—a pig! His chubby, white face was almost a ball of flesh, his small eyes nearly slits, with only occasional glints of shrewdness peeking through. Of course, most people wouldn't notice; they would simply think he was an ordinary, overweight man.

The fat man glanced at Qin Feng, who was eating snacks, and suddenly knelt down, saying,

"This humble servant, Norodon-Sihak, the Grand Steward of the Royal Kitchen, greets His Highness the Ninth Prince."

This action stunned everyone present, including Qin Feng. Who was this Norodon? He was a veteran of the Royal Kitchen, having served two kings. His culinary skills were unparalleled, and he had been rewarded by the king and queen many times, enjoying the king's trust and favor. The king had even granted him the privilege of not kneeling before the prince—what an honor!

Even the eldest, third, and seventh princes, who were notorious for their arrogance in the palace, had to bow respectfully to him. Yet now they were kneeling before a powerless and incompetent prince known as a good-for-nothing. This…

Qin Feng knew he was in trouble the moment he heard the prince's name, Norodon-Sihak. Qin Feng's actions today were simply to get the royal kitchen to resume its food supply. His commotion was merely to show these eunuchs that he was not someone to be bullied. He had thought it would be good if a consul came out, but who knew that a consul general would appear, and a favorite of the king at that, and this favorite was kneeling before him! Oh my god, did I forget to check the calendar before I went out today? Otherwise, how could this happen! Qin Feng secretly groaned.

Chapter Seven: All-Element Magic Attributes

Looking at the kneeling, obese man before him, Qin Feng hurriedly stepped forward to help him up, saying, "Eunuch, please get up! Eunuch, you're too kind. My father once said that you can be exempt from kneeling when meeting the princes!"

"This servant wouldn't dare! This servant is guilty! I beg Your Highness the Ninth Prince's forgiveness!" Norodon struggled free from Qin Feng.

"Eunuch, there's no need for that. What's on your mind?" Qin Feng said, struggling to help Norodon up, which surprised Norodon. Norodon was a very obese man, weighing at least 300 jin (approximately 150 kg), and he was even struggling to kneel. This supposedly cowardly prince, who was said to be not even a novice warrior, could help him up effortlessly! Of course, although Norodon was very surprised, he didn't show it on his face.

"Your Highness, this old servant has been negligent. Two days ago, Xiao Guizi, who was in charge of Your Highness's meals, was attacked by thieves when he went home to visit his family and unfortunately died. This old servant only found out yesterday. I did not expect that my negligence would cause the Ninth Prince to not be able to eat good food for many days. This old servant is ashamed... This old servant has failed Your Majesty's expectations..." He said, looking very remorseful.

"Your Excellency need not feel guilty. You are responsible for the food and drink of the entire palace. You have worked diligently and conscientiously. Although you have been a little negligent, it does not detract from your overall excellence. Ah Feng just happened to be passing by today and saw that the food in the Imperial Kitchen was exquisite. In addition, I had not eaten the snacks from the Imperial Kitchen for several days, so I ate a few. I hope Your Excellency will not take offense!" Qin Feng said with a smile.

"Not at all, Your Highness is honored to have the Imperial Kitchen come and taste the snacks made by these servants."

"You're too kind, Eunuch. Please continue with your business, Ah Feng has to go to the Martial Arts Hall for his lesson. Please take care of Ah Feng and send a young eunuch to deliver his meals again, otherwise, Ah Feng will come to the Imperial Kitchen to nag you every day. Thank you for your hospitality, Eunuch. Ah Feng will be going now, please wait."

"Of course, Your Highness, rest assured, this servant will arrange everything properly, Your

Highness, please take care." In fact, the original Ninth Prince had been suspended from meals for more than just a few days, but everyone was smart enough to understand each other implicitly, and all the responsibility was pushed onto that Xiao Gui Zi, whose existence was uncertain...

Qin Feng arrived at the Martial Arts Hall following the route he remembered, and found that the Martial Arts Hall was divided into basic, intermediate, and advanced areas. In fact, the Martial Arts Hall of the Great Qin Kingdom was more like a small academy, only it could not compare in terms of scale or facilities. The original Ninth Prince remained in the basic training area, while most of the other royal descendants who had attended classes with him moved to the intermediate training area. Only a few remained, such as our "useless prince"!

As soon as he entered the martial arts hall, he heard a sharp, sarcastic voice say, "Oh, isn't this our noble Ninth Prince? It seems you've really mastered that 'Wild Geese Descending on the Sandbank' move, haha, you're a genius! Haha~~~"

Qin Feng recognized the voice immediately—the Third Prince, the one who had humiliated him just a few days ago!

"Haha!"

"That's right, that's right, our Ninth Prince might actually be able to use that move to become a trainee warrior, haha~~"

Laughter erupted around him again. Qin Feng repeatedly told himself to hold back, to hold back. Now was not the time to confront them directly. Taking a deep breath, Qin Feng turned and walked towards the basic training area, another burst of enthusiastic laughter erupting behind him…

Hmph, these spoiled brats, one day they will pay the price for their actions! Qin Feng thought bitterly. In his memory, when he was a space pirate, how heroic and dashing he was! People always avoided him. When did he become the one who avoided others?

Just as Qin Feng was immersed in his memories of the past, an old voice rang in his ears:

"Children, my name is Lang Kelido, and I will be responsible for your learning of basic magic knowledge." Qin Feng carefully examined the old man who spoke. He wore a dark red high-level magic robe, his face was full of wrinkles, and his wise eyes seemed to see into people's hearts. He couldn't help but recall the information about Lang Kelido that Yama had introduced to him that morning: Lang Kelido: a fire magic master, said to be only a step away from becoming a grand magic master, and also the vice president of the Magic Guild of the Great Qin Kingdom, with profound attainments in magic, especially fire magic.

"First, let me measure your attributes!"

Upon hearing that attributes would be measured, Qin Feng's eyes lit up. From the Ninth Prince's original memories, he knew that everyone in this world had a talent attribute, which allowed them to cultivate magic corresponding to their attribute. Only by cultivating magic of the same attribute could they gain anything; otherwise, not only would the progress be slow, but they would also easily explode and die!

The original Ninth Prince had been punished by the Third Prince before the attribute test, thus missing the opportunity and not knowing any of his attributes... But Qin Feng finally had a chance to be tested today! The people participating in the test quickly formed a long queue, and soon red, yellow, blue, green, and other lights lit up in front of them.

Finally, it was Qin Feng's turn. Lang Kelido, standing before the table, placed his hand on a basketball-sized crystal ball and said, "Put your hand opposite mine, don't do anything, I'll handle everything!"

Qin Feng nodded slightly and gently placed his hand on the slightly cool crystal ball. Instantly… he felt a strange energy flow from Lang Kelido's hand into the crystal ball. Then… some strange energy within his body rapidly emanated and poured into the crystal ball.

Suddenly… the entire crystal ball turned fiery red, like a rising sun, illuminating the hall. Even without Lang Kelido saying it, Qin Feng knew his innate attribute was fire!

Suddenly… the entire crystal ball cleared abruptly, the fiery red color vanishing rapidly, replaced by a clear, watery blue, like the ocean.

"My God, it's a dual water and fire attribute!" someone in the crowd exclaimed.

However, this wasn't the end. The crystal ball then lit up with emerald green and earthy yellow light in succession. Just when everyone, including Lang Kelido, thought it was over, Qin Feng suddenly felt three frenzied forces flow into the crystal ball from between his hands. The crystal ball transformed in sequence, turning from jet black to milky white, until finally, the entire crystal ball was blank, empty... But Qin Feng didn't know if this was normal or abnormal.

On the other side, Lang Kelido opened his mouth in surprise. Only after Qin Feng gently shook him awake did Lang Kelido look at Qin Feng in shock, trembling as he said, "Quick... put your hands on the crystal ball again, quick!"

Chapter Eight: The Future God of Magic

. Qin Feng didn't know what he was going to do, and why he looked so excited, but since he wanted to be tested, he had to follow orders. So... Qin Feng put his hands on it again.

Just like before, the crystal ball was initially fiery red, but after a few seconds, all the red light within the entire well sphere abruptly vanished. The next moment… the entire crystal ball turned aquamarine, then emerald green, then earthy yellow, and finally black and white in that order. The milky white hue of the entire sphere rapidly disappeared, leaving the crystal ball completely blank—nothing at all… no color or light remained within it!

Langkelido excitedly withdrew his hand, looking at the bewildered little fellow before him. He knew… he had encountered a genius, a multi-elemental magic talent in history!

Dual or triple-elemental talents were not uncommon in this world, and even four-elemental talents existed. (So-called dual talents are actually dual attributes; there are at least hundreds of millions of dual-elemental talents worldwide, which is not unusual at all). The reason Langkelido was so shocked was because Qin Feng was the first multi-elemental talent in the continent's history, and… his talents in light, dark, and spatial magic were unimaginably high!

Grabbing Qin Feng's hand urgently, Lang Kelido exclaimed, "Heavens... Ninth Prince, you must become my disciple! Don't worry... I will definitely teach you to become a great magician!"

How could Lang Kelido's heart remain calm? All-elemental magical talent! That was an all-elemental talent attribute in the history of the continent, and it was so strong! Then... he could very well realize his ideal. His ideal was simple—to surpass the Archmage and become a God of Magic!

Qin Feng nodded indifferently. To be honest, he didn't care much about who his teacher was. As the saying goes, the master leads you through the door, but the cultivation depends on the individual. In Qin Feng's view, a good teacher was very important, but even more important was the individual's attitude towards cultivation.

Lang Keli excitedly pulled a thin book from the table and tossed it to me, saying, "Ninth Prince... this is a beginner's fire magic book. Take it and read it yourself first. If you don't understand anything, come find me. Now, let's begin the lesson!"

"Children," Lang Keli continued, "to cast spells, you must first sense the existence of magical elements, then arrange them in a certain order, and then you can activate a magic circle to produce various spells!"

Next... Lang Keli instructed Qin Feng and the others on how to sense magical elements and how to control them with their minds, making them obey his commands!

"Actually... the so-called level of magic power is simply the amount of magical elements you can control. The greater the amount you control, the higher your magic power, and the larger the magic circle you can create when casting spells, the stronger the spell's power!

Some super spells, especially large-area, wide-range attack spells, require magic power that a small magic circle simply cannot gather.

Mental strength is your mental power to control magical elements, and magic power is the total amount of magical elements your mind can control. Generally speaking, the higher your mental strength, the higher your magic power. To control a large amount of surrounding magic power, you need a powerful..." "Mental power is impossible to achieve.

But... here's the problem: how can one perceive the existence of magical elements? 'Just close your eyes and focus your mind on the area between your eyebrows. You will slowly feel countless tiny energy bodies approaching you. And these... are the so-called magical elements. What you need to do is use your mind to command them, and try to make them move according to your wishes...'"

Qin Feng sat upright in the martial arts hall, following Lang Kelido's simple explanation of magic and the requirements for using magic. He closed his eyes and focused his mind on the area between his eyebrows. Wait, use mental power to control magical elements? It seems that the "Heaven and Earth Strike Technique" for cultivating mental power is recorded in the mental cultivation section of the "Chinese Martial Arts Classic." If he wants to enhance his mental power, is it possible...?

So, Qin Feng began to cultivate his mental power according to the incantation he remembered. Gradually, Qin Feng felt that a strange energy seemed to be slowly circulating in his brain according to the cultivation path of the Heaven and Earth Strike Technique. Qin Feng guessed that this energy was the mental power that Lang Kelido had mentioned.

After an unknown amount of time, Qin Feng's mental energy finally focused on his third eye acupoint. As his mental energy moved, Qin Feng slowly felt countless tiny energy bodies approaching him—red, yellow, blue, green, black, and white—like a group of adorable little elves swirling around him. Suddenly, a white magical element flew to Qin Feng's forehead and then slid down the curve of his nose, causing the other magical elements around him to spin happily. Happy? I can sense the feelings of magical elements? Qin Feng was startled. Could they then do as I wish?

Lang Kelido, who was teaching, suddenly felt a surge in fire-elemental magic. Then he saw the Ninth Prince Qin Feng, sitting at the back, holding a red magic ball. Startled, Lang Kelido stopped abruptly. Fortunately, he had experienced enough stimulation that day and was numb, so he quickly recovered and continued teaching, but his eyes remained fixed on Qin Feng.

Sitting in the last row, Qin Feng remained oblivious, still absorbed in his comprehension of magic. The magic orb in his hand changed color from red to blue, yellow, green, white, and black in sequence until class ended. Only then did Qin Feng awaken from his meditation, while his classmates stared at him as if he were a monster.

Lang Kelido sighed. He had seen many geniuses, but he had never seen, let alone heard of, a genius like Qin Feng. A talent for all magic systems, overwhelming magical power—he could instantly cast low-level spells after only one hour of learning! Lang Kelido was confident that Qin Feng would reach the level of a Grand Magus, or even become a God of Magic, surpassing even the God of Magic!

Qin Feng said goodbye to Lang Kelido and walked back; Yama was waiting for him for lunch.

Chapter Nine:

The Imperial Study of the Palace of Unexpected Wealth.

Qin Zongyao, the thirty-seventh king of the Great Qin Dynasty, sat casually in a chair, listening to a report from a man in black with his eyes closed.

"My lord, according to my men's intelligence, His Highness the Ninth Prince, who is studying in the basic training area of the Martial Arts Hall, has been confirmed by the fire-elemental mage Lang Kelido as an all-around talent."

"What? An all-around talent?" Qin Zongyao's eyes snapped open.

"Yes, Lang Kelido didn't believe it at first, but after testing him twice, the magic orb changed seven colors. Moreover, according to my personal observation, His Highness the Ninth Prince's magical talent is astonishing. He was able to cast low-level spells after only listening to Lang Kelido's lessons for about an hour, without chanting any incantations."

"My Ninth Prince? All-around magic, astonishing magical talent, instant casting of low-level spells?... Hmm, I don't seem to remember him." "

My lord, he is your..." The man in black explained Qin Feng's situation to the king in detail, even including Qin Feng's disturbance in the royal kitchen this morning. Clearly, he had prepared in advance.

"Damn it! How dare a bunch of servants bully my prince like this! It's outrageous!" The king stood up angrily, as if he felt that the dignity of the royal family had been trampled upon.

"Alas, I have failed in my duty, causing my Ninth Prince such a difficult life. It is all my fault."

"My lord, the Ninth Prince is still young and doesn't care about many things. If you show him more care, I think His Highness will..."

"Yes, I will make it up to him. Now, you may leave and continue with your duties. Remember, keep the news under wraps. Anyone who leaks information will be executed without exception!" A cold glint flashed in Qin Zongyao's eyes.

"Yes, my lord, this servant takes his leave." The man in black disappeared from the imperial study after speaking.

"Hmm, all-elemental talent attributes, and at such a young age, he can instantly cast low-level magic. That requires the strength of a mage! Haha, it seems that my Great Qin's dominance over the continent is just around the corner! Haha, I will reward him handsomely. Hmm, I will visit him after lunch! Imperial decree: The Ninth Prince is young and orphaned... Therefore, I bestow upon him the Autumn Blossom Pavilion for residence, 10,000 amethyst coins, and a palace maid named... Order the Blood Shadow Camp to send a small team to secretly protect the Ninth Prince's safety!"...

The secret chamber of the Right Prime Minister's residence. Right Chancellor Yu Tianyang sat facing an old man.

"Chancellor," the old man broke the silence, "information from our sources in the palace has just been confirmed. The Ninth Prince is indeed a multi-elemental talent, and a gag order has been issued. Anyone who dares to leak this information will be executed. Several loose-lipped servants have already lost their heads."

"Hmm, what do you think?" Yu Tianyang asked softly. As the elder brother of Consort Yu and the maternal uncle of the Third Prince, helping the Third Prince ascend the throne was his only option. However, confronting a multi-elemental talent, unprecedented on the continent, was something he wasn't confident about.

The old man pondered for a moment and said, "That depends on the Prince's attitude. If you want to recruit him, you can offer him plenty of money and beautiful women. A child who has been orphaned since childhood and has never seen the world will surely be grateful to you for these things. So, you must recruit him quickly. Otherwise, it would be best if Your Highness eliminated him as soon as possible, otherwise..."

Yu Tianyang weighed the options repeatedly in his mind, ultimately deciding that the desire to recruit him would prevail.

"Then let's do as you say, sir. Send him plenty of money; he's still young, so sending him beautiful women wouldn't be appropriate. Hmm, yesterday the chief of Kovo County sent up a little elven girl; send her to him too. As for money, let him spend it freely; our Yu family has plenty of money. In short, it's best to recruit him, at least to prevent him from joining the other two factions. Also, be careful about his safety." ...

The Left Prime Minister's Residence.

...

The Nalan Family.

...

Suddenly, Qin Feng became a hot commodity, the object of courtship from all sides. Our Ninth Prince, Qin Feng, was completely unaware of this until he had eaten lunch delivered by the royal kitchen. Suddenly, a voice announced, "The King has arrived!"

This startled Qin Feng, Yama, and Brenna. Why? Although this was also the royal palace, His Majesty the King had never visited since the Ninth Prince's birth. In the eyes of the two women, the King was like a high and mighty god, yet today he had suddenly descended and stood before them. Qin Feng, however, only had a vague sense of the supreme ruler of the Great Qin Kingdom.

A hearty laugh rang out first, followed by the entry of a tall, imposing man in his forties. Unfortunately, his face was pale, clearly the result of excessive drinking and womanizing. He wore a yellow robe and had a magnificent longsword hanging at his waist; overall, he possessed the air of a regal ruler.

Qin Feng and his two companions immediately knelt down. The king stepped forward and helped Qin Feng up, saying, "Come, come, let me take a good look at my poor, lonely son. My poor child, it's all my fault, child!" Tears streamed from his eyes as he spoke. Seeing the king's lament, the accompanying palace maids and eunuchs all sobbed. Qin Feng was utterly bewildered. What was going on? The king's tears were understandable, but why were these palace maids and eunuchs crying? Qin Feng was incredibly frustrated, pinching himself hard until he managed to squeeze out a single tear.

"Child, let your father make amends to you properly, okay?" The king put his arm around Qin Feng's shoulder and said, "Guards, announce the decree!" "

...Bestow upon Qiuhua Pavilion, 10,000 amethyst coins, a palace maid's name, and a divine weapon from the national arsenal..." Although Qin Feng didn't know how much 10,000 amethyst coins were, nor how valuable the divine weapon from the national arsenal was, he certainly knew about Qiuhua Pavilion. According to the Ninth Prince's memory, Qiuhua Pavilion was built on Red Maple Mountain in the royal palace, overlooking Jade Lake. It was considered one of the most beautiful buildings in the Great Qin Royal Palace, along with Chunxiaowan. Chunxiaowan was where the current Empress lived, while Consort Yu and Consort Ming were vying for Qiuhua Pavilion, yet the King bestowed it upon him. Clearly, the King had gone to great lengths this time.

"Thank you, Father!" Qin Feng hurriedly bowed and thanked him. "Mother's spirit in heaven will thank you, Father! Waaah~~" Qin Feng covered his face with his sleeve and cried. The King probably didn't even remember what his mother looked like, but he had no choice but to sigh along with Qin Feng and bestow upon his mother the title of Consort Yonghua.

After seeing the King off, Qin Feng fell into thought. What could have made the King, who had always been indifferent to him, condescend to visit and bestow such lavish rewards upon him? Before Qin Feng could figure it out, a voice called out, "Left Prime Minister Solitu requests an audience." Qin Feng hurriedly went to greet him. It was an elderly man, around thirty years old, with a ruddy complexion, even better than the king, and although his face was full of wrinkles, he didn't look old at all. ...

After seeing off the Left Prime Minister, Qin Feng hadn't even had a sip of water when a voice called out, "Right Prime Minister Yu Tianyang requests an audience." Qin Feng had to rush out to greet him... After Qin Feng and Right Prime Minister Yu Tianyang exchanged a few meaningless words, after the Right Prime Minister left, a voice called out, "Patriarch of the Phoenix family, Casano Phoenix, requests an audience." Qin Feng almost collapsed. Finally, after seeing off the head of the red noble family, Qin Feng was practically foaming at the mouth.

After dinner, Yama had already sorted out the gifts she had received: a total of 1 million amethyst coins in cash, plus an elven girl, a wind dragon core, a mithril-gold inner armor, and a beast egg of the level-one electric magical beast, the Purple Thunder Phantom Eagle. Each of these items was worth more than 1 million amethyst coins, meaning Qin Feng's current wealth exceeded 5 million amethyst coins.

In the Starry Continent, the currency exchange rate is as follows: 1 Purple Crystal Coin = 100 Gold Coins = 10,000 Silver Coins = 1,000,000 Copper Coins. An average family of three's annual living expenses are only about 10 Gold Coins. Think about it, before this windfall, Qin Feng only had about 50 Gold Coins!

Chapter Ten: Rebuilding Ancient Martial Arts

. Autumn Blossom Pavilion, Great Qin Palace.

Qin Feng lay comfortably on the soft bed, reflecting on everything that had happened in the past few days, finding it all unbelievable.

Two memories from different eras had actually merged? And yet, they coexisted peacefully! And in the end, he had completely absorbed them?

Then, a noble fire-elemental mage requested to take him as a disciple; his father, after ten years, finally remembered to visit him; then, the two powerful ministers, the head of the Phoenix family, known as the Red Nobles and the Eternal Nobles, took the initiative to visit him. In the blink of an eye, he had gone from a "useless talent" who was merely a source of amusement for these men to someone they all vied to curry favor with!

In just one afternoon, he went from a poor prince who couldn't even afford 50 gold coins to a tycoon with assets exceeding 5 million amethyst coins. Fate is truly wondrous! But what exactly were they after? After the soul fusion, Qin Feng had become much smarter. He wasn't foolish enough to truly believe what the king said—that he felt guilty—or what those nobles said…

Just like in the world he remembered, only by acquiring enough money and power, or possessing enough strength to make those in power hesitate, could one be nothing more than a talking dog in their eyes. The entire change happened after he attended Langkelido's class; in other words, it was his all-elemental magical talent that made them scramble to curry favor with him.

But was it really worth them going to such lengths for just an all-elemental magical talent? Actually, it was all Qin Feng's fault for not appreciating his good fortune! In the more than ten thousand years of recorded history on the Starry Continent, only five legendary masters have emerged: two Archmages, two Sword Gods, and one Divine Knight. Legend has it that each could easily annihilate an army of hundreds of thousands, possessing unparalleled power and omnipotence. However, after advancing to Archmages or Sword Gods, they mysteriously vanished, as if they had never existed…

These two legendary Archmages were both gifted in all five elements of magic. Besides the amount of magic power and control, the most important measure of a mage's ability is their magical talent. Historically, all the renowned Grand Mages possessed dual, three, or even four elements of magic talent. Just how powerful are Archmages?

For example, a single forbidden spell can wipe out at least 100,000 people (assuming they stand still in close proximity), while an Archmage can easily cast multiple forbidden spells. It's conceivable that if a nation possessed an Archmage, dominating the continent would be within its grasp.

Why was Lang Kelido so eager to take Qin Feng as his disciple? Qin Feng's powerful magic was certainly one reason, but more importantly, Qin Feng was a multi-elemental magic talent, destined to become a Grand Magus or even a God of Magic, or something beyond. Imagine, to be the teacher of such a great figure, even just his first teacher, would be a tremendous honor!

Therefore, everyone from the King of Qin to the powerful elites tried their best to curry favor with Qin Feng, because in their eyes, he was the continent's third God of Magic!

"Since they think my multi-elemental magic talent is a worthwhile investment, then… hehe, but should I give them a surprise?" Qin Feng sat up in bed. Since merging two sets of memories, many aspects of his personality had changed—well, it should be said that his personality had changed drastically from the original Ninth Prince. Moreover, some of his thoughts and beliefs had changed. As

the saying goes: "A minor hermit hides in the city, a major hermit hides in the court." The best cover was to stand in the open and let them misjudge his strength. Hmph, let them see how powerful a mage who knows martial arts is! Hmph.

"Oh dear, I've completely forgotten to practice these past two days," Qin Feng patted his head. "No matter where you are, strong strength is the basic condition for survival."

He assumed a five-point-up-the-sky posture and recalled the first level's mantra of the *Azure Sky Technique*: "Visualize the dantian area, where there is a chaotic energy, hazy and unclear, containing both yin and yang, slowly rising from the dantian, passing through the chest, through the tongue… and returning to the dantian from the perineum. This is one cycle."

So Qin Feng began practicing according to the mantra!

First, he visualized a chaotic energy in his dantian, hazy and unclear, containing both yin and yang… Qin Feng imagined it as a Tai Chi symbol, the yin and yang fish connected end to end, rotating continuously, faster and faster, until finally the black and white merged into one, indistinguishable—this was the chaotic energy. Because Qin Feng had practiced the *Azure Sky Technique* before, he quickly entered a meditative state.

After pondering for an unknown period, Qin Feng, following the instructions, allowed the chaotic energy to rise gradually. It passed through the Tanzhong acupoint, then through his tongue pressed against his upper palate, directly to his brain. After lingering there for a moment, the chaotic energy gradually descended down his back, passing through a series of acupoints, reaching the Huiyin acupoint, and finally returning to his Dantian!

Of course, the process was extremely complex. It's important to know that the *Cangqiong Jue* is said to condense the essence of 5000 years of Chinese martial arts, and is based on nine unparalleled extraordinary skills. In the more than 400 years since its creation, no one has mastered it. This is partly due to its demanding physical requirements, but more importantly, it defies common sense, taking an unconventional path and breaking the traditional martial arts cultivation model.

Therefore, those who possessed it throughout history dared not attempt it lightly, and those who did not fully follow the requirements. After all, long-established martial arts concepts would lead them to distrust the *Azure Sky Manual*. Imagine practicing a martial art when you no longer fully trust it—wouldn't you suffer a qi deviation?

Qin Feng, however, was different. From a young age, no one guided his cultivation, and no one told him about the taboos of martial arts practice. Therefore, he had no such constraints in his mind and could completely follow the instructions, unexpectedly reaching a level even higher than "breaking down and then establishing."

Consider this: when building a house, is it better to lay a solid foundation from the beginning or tear it down and rebuild it halfway through? Of course, it's better to build it from the beginning. The Chaotic Body and the internal energy cultivation method complement each other. As for how high his final achievements will be, that depends on how deeply Qin Feng comprehends the *Azure Sky Manual*.

Chapter Eleven: The Female Slave's

Night Passes Silently.

When Qin Feng slowly opened his eyes, it was already broad daylight outside. It turned out… a whole night had passed!

Qin Feng felt refreshed and was about to stretch his limbs when he noticed a sour, foul odor emanating from his body. “Heavens! I forgot there’s a ‘detoxification’ period before you even begin practicing!”

Qin Feng cried out. “Yama, prepare the bathwater! I need to bathe and change!”

Actually, Qin Feng’s so-called “detoxification” period was the process of expelling impurities and waste from the body during the transition from the acquired to the innate state. Normally, according to traditional methods, this transition requires a certain level of internal energy cultivation, such as opening the Ren and Du meridians and unblocking the eight extraordinary meridians. However, the *Azure Sky Technique* truly lived up to its reputation as the number one extraordinary skill in China. It didn’t first accumulate internal energy; instead, it first led from the acquired to the innate state. Although the first one or two levels weren’t as effective as traditional methods,

from the third level onwards, there would be a rapid increase in power. Once you reached the third level, your skill would be dozens of times greater than at the second level! In his memory, he had repeatedly suffered losses in one-on-one battles against some superpowered warriors from the Galactic Federation when he was on the second level.

However, after breaking through to the third level, the situation changed dramatically. He could often chase down a dozen or even dozens of opponents by himself. Therefore, the authorities at the time ordered that superpowered warriors with fewer than 100 members were not allowed to act alone, which shows how arrogant Qin Feng was with the third level of the "Azure Sky Technique".

Qin Feng soaked in hot water, vigorously scrubbing the black, oily substance on his skin while cursing angrily, "Damn it, you annoying guys have finally come out again, hehe..."

Although he was cursing, there was a strange joy in his voice. In that memory of being a space pirate, he had experienced a life-or-death situation, so his appreciation for life and his desire for living were beyond the comprehension of ordinary people!

Qin Feng scrubbed quickly, but he felt that the feeling was different from the "poisoning" he remembered. When he expelled the toxins in his memory, although there was a feeling of lightness, his meridians were sometimes hot and sometimes cold, and his meridians often felt swollen and painful.

Today, however, everything was completely different. His meridians no longer experienced alternating hot and cold sensations; instead, they felt a cool and soothing warmth, without any swelling or pain. Qin Feng didn't know what was happening, but he knew it was definitely a good thing.

In fact, Qin Feng's luck couldn't be better. The *Azure Sky Technique* was based on the Nine Yin Divine Skill and the Nine Yang Divine Skill, while also incorporating characteristics of the *I Ching*, the *Marrow Cleansing Classic*, the *Taiyi Divine Skill*, the *Heavenly Demon Book*, the *Longevity Technique*, the *Dao Heart Demon Seed Technique*, the *Heaven and Earth Transformation Technique*, and the *Northern Darkness Divine Skill*.

However, everyone should remember that the Nine Yin Divine Skill and the Nine Yang Divine Skill are respectively extremely Yin and extremely Yang techniques, placing almost demanding requirements on the practitioner's physique. They correspond to the Nine Yin Meridians and the Nine Yang Meridians, respectively. The *Azure Sky Technique* requires the combined characteristics of both the Nine Yin and Nine Yang Meridians to cultivate, which is the Chaos Body. Moreover, the Nine Yin Meridians and the Nine Yang Meridians are already rare physiques, even rarer than those of legend, let alone the Chaos Body, which can supposedly possess both Yin and Yang!

However, as the saying goes, nothing is more coincidental than a story. The original "useless" Ninth Prince of the Great Qin Dynasty happened to be a legendary Chaos Body; otherwise, he wouldn't have been a multi-elemental magic talent, since chaos gives birth to all things. And coincidentally, Qin Feng's soul from another timeline possessed this divine skill suitable for a Chaos Body. This fusion ultimately benefited the current Qin Feng.

After washing up, Qin Feng realized that Yama had forgotten to bring in her clothes, so he called out, "Yama, bring me my clothes!" After a while, the door creaked open, and someone walked in, carrying brand-new clothes. Intuitively, Qin Feng realized it wasn't Yama, because this person was much smaller and thinner than Yama.

"Who are you?" Qin Feng stared intently at her, raising his internal energy to its peak. After merging memories, perhaps because the memories of being a space pirate were more dominant, Qin Feng's new soul inherited more of his personality, becoming extremely alert.

"Ah, Master, I'm sorry," the girl was clearly startled. She looked up in a panic, her face flushed red with nervousness, only to find her so-called master staring at her with an idiotic expression. Her face instantly turned even redder, almost as red as a boiled shrimp, and she quickly lowered her head in embarrassment.

"Hmm...who are you?"

"Master, you haven't given me a name yet."

"Master? Slave? You're saying you're my slave?" Qin Feng jumped out of the water in shock. Good heavens, this girl was actually his slave?!

"Ah~~"

"Ah~~~~~~ Splash!" Two high-decibel screams rang out in the bathroom. Fortunately, the bathroom was well-soundproofed, and Yama, waiting outside, didn't hear them.

It turned out that Qin Feng, in his excitement, stood up from the water, and his perfect white pig-like appearance made our beautiful little girl scream in embarrassment, even though Qin Feng's body was only 10 years old.

Qin Feng finally came to his senses amidst the girl's screams and found himself standing naked in front of a girl! Qin Feng, always so proud and conscious of his image, oh, our poor Qin Feng, his naked body, treasured for 25 years, was exposed before a little girl!

Oh God, Buddha, Jade Emperor, Allah, save me! Qin Feng, who never believed in any religion, was now devoutly praying to the legendary gods and Buddhas. Qin Feng sadly realized that even if he washed himself a thousand times, he could never go back to the way things were.

Unlike his fellow space pirates, Qin Feng had never even held a girl's hand in his previous life. The time others spent playing with women, he had spent practicing ancient martial arts.

It could be said that whether it was Pirate Qin Feng or Ninth Prince Qin Feng, their experience with women was practically zero! Of course, the Ninth Prince still lived with Yama, but Yama was more of a mother figure to him.

Looking at the girl before him with grief and indignation, Qin Feng gritted out a few words: "Who sent you here?" His cold tone seemed to conceal a terrifying killing intent.

"Master, Aunt Yama asked me to come in and bring you some clothes." The girl lowered her head

. "Raise your head."

Good heavens, what a face! It was as if all the spirit of heaven and earth was concentrated on this face. Words like "national beauty," "beauty that could topple kingdoms," "beauty that could make fish sink and geese fall," and "beauty that could shame flowers and eclipse the moon" flashed through Qin Feng's mind. But even if all those words were applied to her, they wouldn't be enough to describe her. His mind went blank. When Qin Feng was a pirate, he thought the female celebrity who endorsed a certain clothing brand was the most beautiful. But today, after seeing this face, he understood what it meant to rival the moon in brilliance!

Long, flowing purple hair, emerald green eyes, light eyebrows, a high nose bridge, a small, delicate nose, and a mischievously parted, exquisite mouth. Her cute little face was flushed red with shyness.

Silence. The bathroom suddenly fell into extreme silence. An ambiguous, strange emotion slowly began to grow.

Chapter Twelve Awkwardness

"You..."

"I..." Both wanted to say something at the same time, but realized the other was about to say something, so they both chose to yield, and the bathroom fell silent again.

"Ahem," Qin Feng finally broke the silence with a cough (how cheesy!), "What's your name?"

"This slave doesn't have a name, waiting for the master to give it to me."

"You said you're a slave?" Qin Feng looked at the girl in front of him, surprised, then saw the girl's face darken, and quickly said, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean anything by it."

"It's alright," the girl shook her head helplessly, sighing softly, which made Qin Feng's heart ache for no reason.

"Can you tell me your story? Maybe I can help you in some way."

The girl's eyes lit up when she heard this, then gradually dimmed again, and she shook her head weakly.

"Believe me, I can help you!" Qin Feng said excitedly, grabbing the girl's hand, and then a jolt of electricity ran from his fingertips.

"I'm sorry!"

"It's nothing, you are my master." The girl's voice grew softer and softer, but a hint of resistance flashed in her eyes.

"No, I didn't mean to treat you as a slave!" Qin Feng quickly waved his hand.

Although Qin Feng didn't consider himself a gentleman, he would never stoop to forcing a girl he liked.

"Don't worry, I'll definitely help you get rid of your slave status!" Seeing the girl's gloomy expression, Qin Feng hurriedly said.

"Really? You'll be willing to give me my freedom?" The girl looked at Qin Feng with disbelief.

At this point, any man would know how to answer, and Qin Feng was no exception.

"Of course, don't worry! I'll definitely help you! Trust me!" Qin Feng patted his chest, unaware of the sly glint in the girl's eyes.

Eager to demonstrate his abilities to the girl (a mistake every novice in love makes), Qin Feng finally couldn't resist standing up from the water again!

Thus, his fair and tender body was once again exposed to the girl, and a certain male part politely saluted the opposite sex before him (perhaps 10 years old is a bit young, but consider him precocious; alas, poor child, sacrificed for the sake of the story)! And so, the girl, who had been captivated by Qin Feng's soaring ambition, let out another terrifying scream.

This scream finally pierced the bathroom wall, startling Yama, who was waiting outside. Driven by protectiveness, Yama rushed into the bathroom with a speed disproportionate to her age, then retreated even faster, collapsing to the ground with a "thud," pinning the girl, whose face was flushed crimson.

"What happened?" Yama asked, helping the girl up.

Rewind five seconds; Yama, who had just rushed in, collided with the girl rushing out. Because the girl's speed in was far greater than Yama's speed out, according to the law of conservation of momentum, they both underwent projectile motion in the direction of the girl's movement—a close encounter with the ground as they flew out of the bathroom!

"Master...he...he..." the girl stammered.

"Your Highness, what happened? Tell me!" Yama pressed.

"He...I...I'm so embarrassed!" The girl stamped her foot in embarrassment and ran back to her room, leaving Yama standing there bewildered, completely unable to understand what had happened.

Just as she was about to go to the bathroom to see what was wrong with His Highness, she saw Qin Feng emerge from the bathroom, his brilliant golden hair casually draped over his shoulders, wearing a snow-white, high-quality mink robe. Although he appeared slightly childish due to his youth, his blue eyes shone with a familiarity and sharpness beyond his years.

The only thing that puzzled Yama was why Qin Feng's face was so bright red. Had His Highness applied rouge to his cheeks? But she hadn't asked Evelyn to bring rouge in earlier! Yama scratched the back of her head, unable to understand why His Highness's face was so beautiful... And Qin Feng, at this moment, wished he could disappear into a crack in the ground!

"Um, Yama, I'm going to class."

"But, Your Highness, have you forgotten? Last night, Archmage Langkelido said you no longer needed to attend classes in the Basic Area; you could just cultivate at home based on the insights he left behind, right?" Yama looked at Qin Feng with suspicion.

"Um, of course I haven't forgotten. How could I forget? Hmm, Yama, hurry up and cook, I'm hungry." Qin Feng changed the subject.

"Your Highness, the Imperial Kitchen delivered your breakfast early this morning! Didn't you go to the Imperial Kitchen to see Archmage Noroton yesterday?" "

Hmm, of course, I remember. So, Yama,..."

"..." Finally, after Qin Feng made countless mistakes and said countless wrong things, he heard a savior—

"Master, it's time for breakfast." What is divine music? This is divine music! Qin Feng was deeply grateful to this slightly familiar voice. He turned around to find the owner of the voice, and his face turned bright red.

It was her! "Oh my god, help me!" The girl carrying breakfast was blushing so deeply her face was almost touching the plate.

Finally, Yama broke the awkward silence, "Avelia, what are you standing there for? Quickly put the breakfast on the table."

Qin Feng sat down at the table, glancing at the girl out of the corner of his eye. He noticed her gaze was also on him. Their eyes met, and they quickly looked away, feeling guilty.

"Ahem, well, what's your name?" Qin Feng finally decided he had to find out the name of the first girl to see him naked.

"My name is Evelia," the girl said softly.

Qin Feng found the name unfamiliar and turned to Yama with a questioning look. Yama understood and explained, "Avelia is a gift from the Right Prime Minister. She's an elf. I wanted to report to you yesterday, but you were too tired, so..."

"An elf?" Qin Feng looked at the girl in confusion. Based on the Ninth Prince's memories, Qin Feng knew that such a beautiful and proud race existed on the continent.

They possess magical talent that humans envy. Ordinary elves are usually born with the level of high-level mages, and every elven queen has possessed the strength of a god of magic. There are also quite a few archmages, three in total, and as for mages, archmages, and magicians, they are countless.

The two gods of magic, two sword gods, and one holy dragon knight mentioned earlier refer to human history, not including other races on the continent. Moreover, elves have an innate and extremely strong sense for archery, hence the elven race also produces archers. The story after

Chapter Thirteen, the Elven Princess,

is quite cliché. After understanding the situation, Qin Feng took Evelyna's slave contract from Yama and tore it in half in front of her, fulfilling his promise.

Overwhelmed with emotion, Evelyna suddenly threw herself into Qin Feng's arms and burst into tears.

After a long while—

"Ahem, Evelyna, could you... could you let me move a little~~~~"

"I'm sorry, I..." Evelyna's face turned red to the roots of her neck, and she lowered her head, clutching the hem of her skirt.

"Hiss, hiss..." Qin Feng moved his numb feet and heels, letting out an exaggerated, strange cry.

"Hehe..." Qin Feng didn't know what it meant to feel like a gentle breeze or to hear celestial music; he was just staring blankly at the lovely girl in front of him.

A kind of longing remains etched in the heart even after countless reincarnations; a kind of love endures eternity even when separated by death. A force called destiny binds the two young people together at this moment. Fate records their pulses, and time captures the eternal laughter of their first open hearts.

"Ouch!" Qin Feng covered his ears, looking at the girl with a mischievous smile before him. He couldn't believe she was the same pitiful elf girl from before.

"What are you looking at? Haven't you ever seen a beautiful girl before? Humph!" Evelya stood with her hands on her hips, looking fierce, but a hint of fear and anticipation flashed in her eyes, which Qin Feng didn't notice.

"Um, I've never seen such a beautiful girl before, so I'm taking a few more glances."

"Hmph." Evelya secretly breathed a sigh of relief, a sudden surge of emotion washing over her delicate heart. As a newly freed slave, Evelya knew all too well how precious freedom was. She didn't want to repeat her past life, so she was terrified that Qin Feng would blame her. Fortunately, Qin Feng's actions won her trust.

"Evelya!"

"Hmm?"

"Tell me your story, okay? How did you become a slave? Of course, if you don't want to tell me, that's fine too."

"It's alright, I'll tell you even if you don't ask. My full name is Evelya-Elwin."

"Elwin? That's a surname only the elven royal family possesses!" Yama, that blaring light bulb, had somehow walked in.

"Yes, the current elven queen, Floriana-Elwin, is my mother," Evelya said proudly, completely ignoring the two people beside her who were frozen in shock.

"But, since you're an elven princess, how did you get captured and forced into a slave contract?" Qin Feng, who was the first to regain his senses, asked疑惑地问道.

“She was just being playful and sneaked out while her mother was visiting the dwarves…” Evelya’s head drooped lower and lower as she spoke, but Qin Feng’s persistent probing finally revealed the gist of the matter.

It turned out that Evelya, this little rascal, was already 14 years old, but had lived in the elven forest since childhood. Almost everyone in the elven race, except the Elven Queen, had been tricked by her. She had pulled the elders’ beards, stolen the elven female warriors’ underwear and sold it at a high price to the elven male warriors who rushed to the scene… earning her the nickname “Little Witch” from her people.

However, although she was mischievous, it had a pure, innocent charm. Therefore, everyone in the elven race doted on this adorable little princess. Perhaps the little pranks in the elven forest were no longer enough for the little princess, so she secretly planned a “victorious escape.”

Finally, she seized the opportunity when the Elven Queen was visiting the dwarves and slipped away from the elven forest. The little princess, arriving in the human world for the first time, was completely captivated. The bustling city, the various goods, the dazzling array of jewelry, the countless foods—all of this deeply attracted the naive and inexperienced Evelyn.

This wasn't to say Evelyn was greedy, but rather a strong curiosity about the outside world from someone who had never seen it before. Finally, when Evelyn had finished eating at a luxurious hotel and was about to leave, she was stopped. Money! What was money?

In the elven forest, there was no concept of money; everyone lived a self-sufficient life. Where would she get money? Just as Evelyn was arguing heatedly with the hotel staff, a kind-looking uncle appeared. He kindly paid Evelyn's bill and then warmly invited her to his home.

What happened next was exactly as everyone had guessed: the utterly inexperienced Evelyn was thus unwittingly transformed into a slave. At first, Evelya resisted fiercely. However, after witnessing the horrors of the slave contract, the tragic fate of some of her fellow slaves who disobeyed being gang-raped to death, and the man's threat to leave her naked in the square for passersby to gang-rape if she didn't obey, Evelya reluctantly accepted her reality as a slave.

Fortunately, it only took two days from her capture to her arrival at Qin Feng's place. The twists and turns of that time are best left unexamined. Since she hadn't undergone any slave training, her personality remained largely unchanged, except for a slight fear of strangers.

Looking at the pitiful elf princess before him, Qin Feng was speechless. This little brat was really causing trouble! Meanwhile, the compassionate Yama comforted her with tears in her eyes.

"Avelia, do you know who that uncle who deceived you is?"

"I vaguely remember overhearing someone call him Earl Campas, but I don't know. Your human society is very complicated."

Qin Feng glanced at Yama questioningly. Yama understood and said, "Campas is the current head of the Slevo family. The Slevo family is the largest slave trader in the kingdom, with tens of thousands of slave-hunting teams. Their trade covers humans, elves, orcs, etc. Their trade volume accounts for 0% of the national slave trade, and their annual profit is as high as 70 million amethyst coins. Moreover, they have good relations with some powerful figures in the court!" "

Hmph, I don't care if he's the largest slave trader in the kingdom or has good relations with powerful figures in the court. I'll still wipe him out! I'll rob him of his money, cut off his food supply, and see how he can cause trouble then! Damn his ancestors, how dare he mess with my Avelia's interests!" The bandit nature hidden in Qin Feng's bones erupted again!

"Who's your Evelyna, humph!" the little girl retorted, but the smile in her eyes betrayed her.

"Hehe, well, this, um, the weather's nice today!" The man awkwardly scratched the back of his head. His inherited wit from the pirate Qin Feng had completely vanished. Alas, this was the tragedy of a naive virgin!

After breakfast, a eunuch from the royal armory arrived. It turned out that His Majesty the King had bestowed a divine weapon upon Qin Feng's armory yesterday.

After telling the eunuch to wait a moment, indicating he would be leaving soon, Qin Feng glanced at Evelyna. This little brat had been eavesdropping on their conversation ever since the eunuch arrived. Now, seeing him about to leave, her big eyes were full of pleading, and her red lips were slightly upturned—she was utterly captivating. On a whim, Qin Feng nodded in agreement.

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