Immortal God of War

Chapter 1122 - 1057: A Place That Can Unravel the Mystery

The next morning.

Creak!

Young Master Hao opened the door, walked out of the pavilion, stood before a flowerbed, took a deep whiff of the fragrance, stretched lazily, and said, "After a good sleep, I really feel a hundred times more energized."

Then he turned to look at Qin Feiyang’s pavilion. Seeing the main door tightly shut and no sign of Qin Feiyang on the terrace, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"Don’t tell me this guy is sleeping too?"

Whoosh!

He took one step and landed in front of Qin Feiyang’s pavilion, knocking hard on the door.

"What are you knocking for so early in the morning?"

A moment passed.

Qin Feiyang’s roar suddenly rang out from inside the room.

"You even have morning temper?"

Young Master Hao froze, then teased, "You’re not even coming out to take a look. The sun’s about to roast your ass already."

Tap tap!

Not long after.

Accompanied by a burst of footsteps, the pavilion door opened. Qin Feiyang stood behind the door, bleary‑eyed, and glanced up at the sky outside.

The sun hadn’t even risen from the horizon yet!

"Do you have a screw loose or something?"

He glared angrily at Young Master Hao. He’d finally planned on a good sleep and got woken up this early.

"You really were sleeping?"

Young Master Hao looked at him in fascination, like he’d discovered a new continent.

"I’m human too, you know. I get tired as well. Why can’t I sleep?"

Qin Feiyang shot him a glare, turned, and walked toward the washroom.

"You? Human? You’re obviously a monster."

Young Master Hao followed him in, chuckling.

Qin Feiyang rolled his eyes at him and said, "Alright, cut the crap. What are you doing here so early in the morning?"

Young Master Hao said discontentedly, "Weren’t you the one who said you’d help me investigate the cause of Shen Feiyun and Li He’s deaths? You forgot already?"

Qin Feiyang said, "I never said I’d help you investigate. I only said I’d give you some ideas."

"Don’t be like that. I really don’t have much confidence doing it alone."

Young Master Hao gave a sheepish grin, deliberately putting on the posture of a little underling, gazing at Qin Feiyang in worship.

Qin Feiyang shook his head helplessly and said, "Wait for me first."

With that, he went into the washroom.

Before long he came out, looking much more refreshed.

Qin Feiyang entered the hall, took out "Qinghai’s Best," and started brewing tea as he said, "Logically speaking, with your usual style, after coming back from Qinghai, shouldn’t you be heading to the Dragon Phoenix Building first?"

Young Master Hao chuckled. "That’s exactly why I came to find you. Stop brewing tea, let’s go together."

Qin Feiyang quickly reached out and said, "No thanks. If it’s nothing important, I usually don’t go to that kind of place."

"So boring."

Young Master Hao pouted and could only sit down obediently opposite Qin Feiyang.

A moment later.

The tea was ready.

Qin Feiyang poured two cups, handed one to Young Master Hao, and slowly savored his own.

Young Master Hao had no mood for elegance now and urged, "Hurry up and talk. How exactly do you see this whole matter?"

Qin Feiyang said, "Everything I know, you already know too. Why ask me?"

"Yeah."

"I do know."

"But I just can’t figure out what dirt Fu An-shan has on the God Python Tribe’s chief."

Young Master Hao said with a frown.

"I don’t know either."

"This isn’t something that can be figured out in a short time."

Qin Feiyang shook his head.

"There’s actually something you can’t do? Now that’s rare!"

Before his voice fell.

A cold snort sounded from outside the door. Wang Youer appeared, dressed in a snow‑white long dress, three thousand strands of black hair cascading like a waterfall, her crystal‑clear skin looking like it would break at a touch, drifting over like a fairy.

Qin Feiyang glanced at her and said, "Who pissed you off this time? Why so much gunpowder smell this early in the morning?"

"What do you think?"

Wang Youer shot him a cold look, sat directly down beside the two of them, rinsed a teacup, and leisurely started sipping tea.

"You really don’t treat yourself as an outsider at all."

Qin Feiyang said.

Wang Youer remained unmoved and said blandly, "No matter what, I’m your fiancée now. How does that make me an outsider?"

Qin Feiyang let out a powerless sigh, got up, and looked at Young Master Hao. "Let’s go. I’ll take you somewhere."

"Where?"

Young Master Hao asked suspiciously.

Qin Feiyang smiled faintly. "A place that can solve the puzzle."

As he spoke, he opened a portal. After speaking, he walked in without looking back.

Young Master Hao’s eyes lit up and he hurriedly followed.

"Bastard!"

"You leave the moment I show up, you’re doing this on purpose!"

Wang Youer stomped her feet in anger, then quickly stood up and rushed in after them.

And not long after the three of them left, a purple‑robed youth appeared in the sky above the courtyard.

It was Gongsun Bei!

The moment he appeared, he tried to sense Qin Feiyang’s aura.

But in the end, not only did he fail to sense Qin Feiyang, even Young Master Hao and Wang Youer’s auras had vanished.

"So early in the morning, where did they all run off to?"

Gongsun Bei frowned, opened a portal, and left as well.

At the same time!

North City.

Inside a rather luxuriously furnished study, an old man in black lay half‑reclined on the chair behind the desk, eyes closed in rest, at ease and unhurried. This was Fu An-shan!

"My lord, you’ve been smiling all this time lately. Did you run into some happy event?"

Beside him stood a short man with a weasel‑like face, yellowish long hair, and two ferocious knife scars on his neck, currently fawning over Fu An-shan.

"Of course. If there weren’t something good, would I be this happy?"

Fu An-shan said.

"What happy event? Tell me so I can be happy for you too, my lord."

The short man said obsequiously.

"There’s no harm in telling you."

"That useless son of mine, Fu Xiong, wasn’t he framed and killed by Ancestor Mu and the others?"

"And now, Shen Feiyun and Ancestor Mu are both dead. You could say my great revenge has been taken."

"So now, I want to find another woman and have a few more children with him, in case something unexpected happens again in the future and there’s no one to take care of me in my old age."

Fu An-shan said with a laugh.

"So that’s how it is."

The short man nodded in sudden realization, then flattered, "That’s a great thing, it proves that my lord you’re still strong and vigorous. It’s just... I wonder, my lord, have you found a woman you’re particularly interested in now?"

"Of course I have."

Fu An-shan nodded.

"Who? So lucky, to be favored by you, my lord?"

The short man asked.

"Well, let me keep that a secret for now."

"When the time comes and I marry her, you’ll definitely be shocked out of your wits."

Fu An-shan said with squinted, smiling eyes.

The short man chuckled, cupped his hands, and said, "Then I’ll congratulate you in advance, my lord."

"Hahaha..."

Fu An-shan laughed loudly, his old face glowing with joy.

"Hehe."

"What’s got you so happy?"

"Can you tell us so we can have a laugh too?"

Suddenly.

A teasing voice echoed through the study, and right after, a patch of void rippled as two men and a woman manifested out of thin air.

"Huh?"

Fu An-shan was startled. He looked at the three, and barked domineeringly, "You’ve got some nerve, barging into my study without my permission!"

But before the words had even fallen, his old face instantly went green. He shot to his feet, staring the three over, eyes full of disbelief.

That’s right!

The newcomers were Qin Feiyang, Young Master Hao, and Wang Youer.

"Seeing me come back alive, are you very disappointed?"

Qin Feiyang plopped himself down by the tea table, looked up at Fu An-shan, his eyes full of mockery.

"Impossible!"

"Ancestor Mu is already dead. Who the hell are you, to dare impersonate him!"

Fu An-shan shouted.

"Impersonate?"

Qin Feiyang laughed.

A living, breathing person standing right in front of him, and he calls it an impersonation? Looks like this guy fully bought into those death rumors.

"Not answering?"

"That proves you’re a fake. You dare impersonate the General Tower Master’s Direct Disciple? You really don’t know life from death. Wei Yan, seize him for me!"

Fu An-shan’s gaze turned cold as he shouted at the short man beside him.

"Yes!"

The short man answered respectfully, then, with a chilling, feral grin, charged at Qin Feiyang like a vicious fiend.

"Wei Yan?"

Qin Feiyang looked at the short man in surprise. Why did that name sound a bit familiar?

Right!

Yan Wei, Wei Yan!

Could this person be that Yan Wei?

Swoosh!

Just as Qin Feiyang was about to quietly ask about it, Young Master Hao stepped sideways to block in front of Qin Feiyang, gave that Wei Yan a glance, and shouted, "Fu An-shan, are you looking for death?"

Fu An-shan’s pupils shrank, then he suddenly sneered, "You must be an impostor too. Wei Yan, take him down as well!"

"Understood!"

Wei Yan laughed darkly again and again.

Young Master Hao was completely enraged and shouted, "Outrageous! Just you wait, I’ll have Gongsun Bei come over right now and flatten your Trading Pavilion!"

With that, he took out an Image Crystal Stone!

"Huh?"

Fu An-shan was taken aback.

Could it be that Ancestor Mu really isn’t dead?

But that’s impossible!

Because this news was reported back personally by Pei Qin and the others.

And Tan Jing was someone from his Trading Pavilion; there’s no way he would lie.

Buzz!

Gongsun Bei’s phantom appeared.

"Crap!"

Seeing Gongsun Bei appear, Fu An-shan’s expression changed instantly.

Wei Yan’s body also went rigid. He didn’t dare move forward anymore, his face full of fear.

At the same time.

Gongsun Bei had also been looking for Qin Feiyang. Upon seeing the three of them, he immediately said, "You just got back. Why aren’t you resting properly?"

Young Master Hao said, "We rested for a night, that’s enough. Right now we’re at the Trading Pavilion in North City. Someone suspects we’re impostors and even wants to make a move against us, so we need you to help testify for us."

"Who has such guts?"

Gongsun Bei raised an eyebrow.

Young Master Hao turned the Image Crystal Stone to face Fu An-shan and Wei Yan.

"Greetings, Lord Gongsun!"

The two hurriedly bowed.

Gongsun Bei said, "Daring to lay hands on them, you’re quite bold, huh!"

Fu An-shan’s aged body trembled sharply. He hastily said, "Lord Gongsun, this is a misunderstanding, please let me explain."

"Fine, I’d like to hear how you explain this."

Gongsun Bei said, his eyes flashing with cold light.

"Because of the rumors."

"The rumor says Ancestor Mu perished in Qinghai. Now he suddenly appears before me, of course I’d be suspicious!"

Fu An-shan said.

"That’s true enough."

Gongsun Bei nodded, then snorted coldly. "Good thing you didn’t cause a huge mistake. Otherwise, even if you had ten heads, it wouldn’t be enough to cut off!"

"Yes, yes, yes."

Fu An-shan nodded repeatedly, cold sweat already pouring down his forehead.

Young Master Hao gave a cold snort, turned the Image Crystal Stone back toward Gongsun Bei, and said with a grin, "Thanks!"

Gongsun Bei rolled his eyes at him, then looked at Qin Feiyang and said, "When you’re done here, come find me at the Divine Envoy Hall."

"Divine Envoy Hall?"

Qin Feiyang was slightly taken aback, a glint flashing in the depths of his eyes as he nodded. "Alright."

If he guessed right, Gongsun Bei calling him to the Divine Envoy Hall was definitely about the two people impersonating his parents.