Immortal God of War-Chapter 169: So What if He’s the Crown Prince?_1

After Lu Hong went upstairs, Qin Feiyang asked, "Fatty, how has she been behaving recently?"

Fatty chuckled. "Absolutely no problem. She’s probably been completely subjugated by your ’intimidating’ aura, Boss."

Qin Feiyang raised an eyebrow and said angrily, "Can’t you be a bit more serious?"

"Master Fatty is already very serious, okay?" Fatty said, aggrieved.

"Forget it!" Qin Feiyang held up a hand. "Just pretend I didn’t say anything."

A light patter of footsteps announced Lu Hong, who ran down from upstairs carrying an ink brush, ink stick, and paper. Upon reaching the tea table, she neatly placed them in front of Qin Feiyang and then sat down to grind the ink. She was like an obedient little maid.

Qin Feiyang watched Lu Hong for a moment and said with a gentle smile, "Actually, you don’t have to be so deferential. We can interact as equals, like friends, but on the condition that you don’t do anything harmful to me."

Lu Hong was taken aback and asked, "Really?"

"Of course," Qin Feiyang replied with a smile.

Lu Hong also smiled, her face glowing.

Wow, she was quite charming.

In fact, Lu Hong wasn’t unattractive. It was just that in the past, her heavy makeup had concealed her true features. Back then, she had no strength or background. If she wanted to survive and advance, she had to abandon her dignity and curry favor with others. But since following Qin Feiyang, she no longer needed to please anyone and gradually realized that life could be this effortless. Consequently, she slowly stopped paying so much attention to her appearance, which, paradoxically, made her even more charming.

Qin Feiyang shook his head and smiled, then picked up two blank sheets of paper and began to write.

Soon, he had prepared two lists. He then pulled out his Qiankun Bag and tossed it to Fatty, saying, "Check if I have the medicinal herbs on these lists in my Qiankun Bag."

"You got it!" Fatty immediately picked up the two lists and began examining them carefully.

"Huh?" Suddenly, a look of surprise crossed his face. He turned to Qin Feiyang and said, "Elder Qin, Master Fatty can roughly guess that this list is for the Shape-shifting Pill, but what about this other one? Master Fatty can’t make heads or tails of it."

"It’s for the Potential Elixir," Qin Feiyang said, his eyes glinting as he spoke.

"Potential Elixir?" Fatty was stunned. "How come Master Fatty has never heard of it?" he asked, puzzled.

Qin Feiyang said, "It’s not just you; even I hadn’t heard of it before. Hurry and see if you can find them."

"Oh," Fatty replied and, though still full of questions, began to search.

After pondering for a moment, Qin Feiyang turned to Lu Hong and said, "I want to tell you something."

"What is it?" Seeing Qin Feiyang’s rather serious expression, Lu Hong couldn’t help but feel nervous.

Qin Feiyang said, "Actually, my real name isn’t Jian Haotian. It’s Qin Feiyang!"

"What!" Lu Hong shot to her feet, staring at him in shock. novelbuddy-cσ๓

The man wanted by the royal family had been by her side all along?

"What’s so surprising about that?" Fatty pouted.

"You knew?" Lu Hong looked at him in disbelief.

Fatty said helplessly, "Not only does Master Fatty know, but Ling Yunfei and Feng Ling’er also know. Only you, silly girl, failed to see it."

"What do you mean?" Lu Hong frowned.

"Have you forgotten the wolf in the old castle?" Fatty rolled his eyes.

Lu Hong thought back carefully and finally understood. A bitter taste filled her heart. Everyone who had been to the old castle had guessed Qin Feiyang’s true identity, yet she alone had remained oblivious. How foolish she had been!

Qin Feiyang smiled. "Now you have two choices: leave, or stay."

"Leave?" Lu Hong’s delicate brows furrowed. "Aren’t you afraid I’ll report you?"

"Then I’ll only have myself to blame for misjudging you," Qin Feiyang replied with a faint smile.

Lu Hong stared at him, stunned. She had initially thought Qin Feiyang would threaten to kill her to silence her. She hadn’t expected such an answer.

Then, Lu Hong’s face broke into a smile. "I trust Fatty’s judgment." Fatty had often told her that Qin Feiyang was no simple person. Perhaps this was an opportunity sent by the heavens, a way out. She was willing to take this gamble!

Fatty smirked. "Master Fatty can be wrong sometimes, you know!"

Lu Hong chuckled. "Then I’ll just have to accept my fate."

"Huh!" Fatty was taken aback, then shook his head and chuckled. He gave Lu Hong a thumbs-up, his eyes full of admiration.

Lu Hong had never imagined things would turn out this way. Once, she had hated Qin Feiyang. Back in the Elixir Palace, he had ruthlessly slapped her and even nearly killed her. She had thought they would be eternal enemies. Who would have guessed that today they would become friends? All of this felt like a grand joke played on her by the heavens.

Qin Feiyang was also very satisfied with Lu Hong’s reaction. He took out a Top-Grade Vermilion Glazed Pill and handed it to her, smiling. "Here, take it!"

With this, Qin Feiyang was now left with only five.

"Thank you." Lu Hong accepted the Top-Grade Vermilion Glazed Pill, her hands trembling. She had longed for this pill for a very long time. Now that she finally had it, it felt like a dream.

Qin Feiyang said, "Oh, and prepare two bamboo slips."

Lu Hong was愣了一下, then asked in confusion, "What are the bamboo slips for?"

Fatty rolled his eyes and said, "Duh, obviously for a perfect Martial Arts Technique."

Lu Hong’s slender frame trembled, and her eyes misted over, blurring her vision. A perfect Martial Arts Technique—it was something she had never dared to even dream of before. It was an extravagant hope, something seemingly impossible to achieve in her lifetime! Yet now, this man before her was not only giving her a Top-Grade Vermilion Glazed Pill but also a perfect Martial Arts Technique. Was this really happening? Was she dreaming?

"What’s wrong?" Qin Feiyang teased. "Don’t want it? Well, I won’t force you."

"I do, I do! I’ll go get the bamboo slips right now!" Lu Hong nodded eagerly and ran upstairs, her steps light with joy.

Fatty sighed. "She’s so easily moved. It seems she’s quite simple at heart."

"Everyone has a simple side; it’s just often buried by harsh realities. Anyway, have you found them?" Qin Feiyang asked.

Fatty nodded. "I have all the medicinal herbs for the Shape-shifting Pill, enough for you to refine dozens of them..." As he spoke, a hint of suspicion crept into his eyes, and he frowned. "But this Potential Elixir requires thirty-three types of medicinal herbs, and there are only two types of them in the Qiankun Bag."

"I mean, Boss, what on earth is this Potential Elixir, and what does it do?" Fatty looked at him, perplexed.

"That’s a secret for now." Qin Feiyang offered a cryptic smile.

Just then, Lu Hong came downstairs with two bamboo slips.

The perfect Martial Arts Techniques Qin Feiyang gave to Lu Hong were the Moon Palm and the Gale Step.

After copying them, he stood up, put away the Qiankun Bag, and said to the two of them, "No matter what, you must help me find the medicinal herbs for the Potential Elixir within three months. Spare no expense!"

"Alright!" they both nodded.

"Also, if anyone asks, never mention the words ’Potential Elixir’," Qin Feiyang instructed. He then went to the old castle. First, he refined a Shape-shifting Pill and reverted to his appearance as Jian Haotian. Then, he began refining the ten Vermilion Glazed Pills.

「Outside.」

Fatty’s brows were tightly knit. "Qin Feiyang seems serious this time," he said.

Lu Hong rolled her eyes at him. "When is he ever not serious?" After a moment of thought, she continued, "Let’s find an opportunity to go to the Treasure Pavilion and ask Chief Li."

"That’s easy." Fatty stood up. "Master Fatty will go find a disciple from the Martial King Palace right now to pass a message to Chief Li. You watch things here." With that, he hurriedly departed.

「By dusk.」

Chief Li arrived at Quiet Heart Lake. Upon seeing the list, he immediately furrowed his brows. Thirty-three types of medicinal herbs—truly unheard of.

He looked at Fatty and Lu Hong and asked, "May I ask, what elixir are these ingredients for?"

Lu Hong smiled. "I’m sorry, Jian Haotian instructed that it is not to be divulged."

Chief Li asked, "Then where is he now?"

Lu Hong smiled faintly. "Apologies, he’s in seclusion for cultivation and isn’t receiving any visitors at the moment. If you need to see him, I can make an appointment for you."

"An appointment?" Chief Li’s face tightened, clearly displeased. After all, he was a manager of the Treasure Pavilion and a War Emperor. Now, to see a mere martial master, he actually needed an appointment? What had the world come to?

"Senior, you really can’t blame Brother Jian for this. He’s just incredibly busy. If there’s anything, you can discuss it with us," Fatty said with a sly grin.

Chief Li sighed. "The times are truly degenerating!" He then nodded. "Alright, I will do my best to find these medicinal herbs for you. However, regarding the price..."

Lu Hong smiled. "Senior, we’re old acquaintances. If you could offer a bit of a discount, we’d appreciate it."

"You two really don’t want to be on the losing end of a deal, do you? How much do you need?" Chief Li sounded somewhat helpless.

"As much as you can get," Lu Hong said.

"Alright then. Do you have Image Crystal Stones?" Chief Li asked.

"Of course, we do," Fatty chuckled, taking out his Image Crystal Stone. Lu Hong also took hers out.

This young lad is really generous, Chief Li thought, unable to suppress a pang of envy.

The three of them bit their fingers, and each dripped a drop of blood onto the others’ Image Crystal Stones, establishing a contractual link for easier communication in the future.

THUMP!!

Just then, a knock sounded at the door.

"Who is it?" Fatty frowned.

"His Highness, the First Prince, has arrived! Open the door at once and receive him!" a commanding voice shouted from outside.

"So arrogant?" Fatty’s lips curled into a smirk as he shouted back, "Master Fatty is currently entertaining honored guests! Wait outside for Master Fatty!"

Hearing these words, the First Prince, who was standing outside, couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow. Next to him stood a young man in fine clothes, who was Lin Han’s son, Lin Hao. The four palace guards with them, however, were stunned.

Lin Hao was also dumbfounded. Someone actually dared to speak to the First Prince like that?

After recovering his senses, one of the guards roared, "You dare make the First Prince wait out here in the cold? Are you tired of living?"

"Damn it!" Fatty retorted. "So what if he’s the First Prince? This isn’t the royal palace, so stop throwing your weight around here! When you’re here, you follow Brother Jian’s rules! If you’re told to wait outside, you wait outside! What’s with all the damn nonsense?"

Fatty was unbelievably arrogant, completely disregarding the First Prince.

"This is outrageous!" The guard was uncontrollably furious. He took a step forward, about to forcibly break down the door.