Nuit éternelle

Chapitre 48

"Yes, they exist, but I'm afraid even the King won't see them in his lifetime." Feng Xinglie smiled bitterly, a deep sorrow filling his heart. They were all dead in that era; for them to come to this world and meet Feng Xingying was nothing short of a miracle. However, miracles are rare; the others were probably already...

“That’s not necessarily true…” Feng Xingying pondered for a moment, his cold eyes fixed on the ground, as if he had remembered something.

"What? Is there something else going on?" Feng Xingying always spoke with certainty and never offered empty words of comfort. Upon hearing her words, Feng Xinglie's heart skipped a beat, and he asked anxiously.

"You forgot, in the past six months, a commercial force has emerged from various countries, adopting a profit-sharing system and forming a huge commercial network that is now sweeping across various countries. If you think about it, I only arrived here six months ago, and the timing of the leader of that organization's appearance coincides with my own."

"The Business Alliance." Feng Xinglie's eyes lit up, and he almost jumped out of Ling Yuxiang's arms. His face was full of a bright and beautiful smile of excitement. He grabbed Ling Yuxiang's hand tightly in his excitement: "If it really is, then... it must be the fourth sister! Only she is more snobbish in finance than any of us!"

A smile seemed to appear on Feng Xingying's face beneath the mask. He nodded slightly, his tone full of excitement: "And didn't Ironblood Fortress produce a Moon Goddess in the martial world? Three months ago, the world was in chaos, with internal strife and rebellion erupting throughout the Qin Kingdom. The White-Clad Goddess, a legendary hero, amazed everyone with her skills, leading the heroes to repel the Northern Demonic Sect. With three hundred against a thousand, she annihilated all the members of the Fengshan Demonic Sect in one fell swoop, leaving no one alive, and became the current leader of the martial arts world. In battles between small groups of equal strength, besides the Third Brother, I have never seen anyone whose mastery of the art surpasses yours, Xiao Lie."

Feng Xinglie's mind was in a daze. She didn't know much about what was happening in the martial arts world. At that time, she and Ling Yuxiang were fighting at Baihui Pass and didn't know that such a big thing had suddenly happened in the martial arts world. Feng Xingying's Tian Sha organization was largely connected to the martial arts world, and relatively speaking, she was faster in this regard than she was.

"The third sister is originally a descendant of one of the major ancient martial arts families. If she really comes here, with her brains, I'll be the first to disbelieve that she can't become the number one in the martial arts world." Jing Xi was so happy that she couldn't stop laughing, almost dancing with joy. Feng Xinglie was shocked. Such a great discovery made her extremely happy.

Although the three men were not intimidated by their words, they couldn't help but marvel. As expected of the family that produced Feng Xinglie, every woman was a monster!

"Which of us Feng sisters would willingly remain in obscurity? It really is them; they'll surely rise to prominence soon enough. We can confirm our contact then. But you seem to be in some trouble right now." Feng Xingying sighed, her gaze turning serious and strange. She said in a deep voice, "Xiao Lie, how did you get involved in this Qing Kingdom affair? I don't recall you having any meddlesome tendencies! Don't blame me for not warning you, I'm determined to get involved in Qing Kingdom affairs! If we clash, it'll be very difficult."

"You want to meddle in Qing Kingdom's affairs?" Feng Xinglie's face immediately showed surprise and doubt. She knew Feng Xingying's kind of person all too well. Unless she really angered her, she wouldn't even glance at her. Just which unlucky guy in Qing Kingdom had offended her?

At this point, Yao Tianlin couldn't help but interject: "Was the person who played with the Dragon Beard Ghost Lock sent by you?"

The reason they confronted Feng Xingying was because her attire was almost identical to those of the others, even down to the location of the pouch at her waist. However, she clearly carried far more strange items than the people chasing them.

Feng Xingying's eyes flashed with a murderous glint, his chilling killing intent causing the temperature inside the stone cave to drop abruptly. He spat out bits of flesh and blood between his teeth: "Those people were once my subordinates, and the Dragon Beard Chains were one of the weapons I invented, but now they are no longer worthy to stand by my side! I came here for two reasons: first, to find Xiao Lie; second, to crush those who betrayed me one by one! Third..."

Her gaze suddenly fell on Qingli, as if she hesitated.

Qingli was puzzled, feeling that the eyes seemed somewhat familiar, but she couldn't quite put her finger on it. Her expression darkened as she pondered, "The traitors that Miss Ying mentioned are the people who came to kill me. And the only people who came to kill me are my father's confidants. How did Miss Ying get in touch with these people? Could it be... that your purpose in coming here was originally me? Or... do you know me?"

Numerous questions had been swirling in the minds of the three men, though none of them uttered them aloud. Where did these two formidable women come from? Why were they separated? Who were their teachers? It seemed as if they had no prior contact, as if they had been separated by some great calamity. Yet, the Great Qin King Feng Xinglie, as they knew him, seemed to have no such deeds to speak of! And when it came to their youth, who could possibly comprehend the abilities and inevitable achievements of others? All of this was far too strange. Feng Xingying and Feng Xinglie seemed to exist in their own world, as if they couldn't intrude even a step into it.

The brilliant speculation and analysis did not elicit any praise from Feng Xingying. She gave a sarcastic smile and suddenly asked Feng Xinglie, "Do you mind the issue of identity?"

"Heh, what's the big deal? Do you think my Yu Xiang would be scared away by me? If he were that kind of man, would I let him become my man?" Feng Xinglie, whose eyes were flickering, suddenly snuggled lazily into Ling Yu Xiang's arms and said with a smile, she could already guess what was going on.

According to Feng Xingying, she only came to this world half a year ago. If that's the case, then the only possibility is that she was reborn into another body. Presumably, the owner of that body really knew Qingli. If she were exposed, then her own identity would probably be exposed as well, which is why she asked her.

But would Feng Xinglie even care? Would Ling Yuxiang be afraid that she was a wandering ghost? Ha, what a joke! Even if she were a demon or monster from the mountains, this man would never let go. Who is Ling Yuxiang? Would his feelings waver because of something like this?

Hearing her trust so deeply, Ling Yuxiang's gaze softened unexpectedly, almost melting with tenderness. The two locked eyes once more, oblivious to the others nearby, their sweet affection spreading as they entered their own private world. (How blissful! You two are so arrogant!)

“That’s true, Xiao Lie, you’ve always been arrogant.” Feng Xingying murmured, removing the leather gloves that only revealed half of his fingertips. He pulled the gloves behind his head, and with a “click,” the mask mechanism on his hand fell off. Feng Xingying swiftly peeled off the small chain behind his head, and the mask slid off his face, revealing a sinister smile of a professional negotiator: “Third Prince, I think we can have a good talk.”

Feng Xingying had a beautiful face with delicate features and skin as smooth and delicate as jade. Although the light was dim here, the group of people were all martial arts practitioners and could see her clearly at a glance. Her figure was covered by a black tight-fitting dress from the neck down, and although it was not obvious, it was still stunningly beautiful. Combined with her cold expression, she had a cold and beautiful aura and could be called a great beauty of the iceberg generation.

When Qingli came into contact with this face, her entire face nearly contorted with excessive horror! Her fingertips trembled involuntarily as she lifted them, her vision blurred, her breathing became erratic, and she exclaimed in horror:

"You...you...Nangong Rou, the Crown Prince's Consort Rou! How is this possible..."

Chaos in Qingqiu, Chapter 86: Something's Wrong

“Nothing is impossible in this world, it just depends on whether you can accept it.” Feng Xingying coldly tugged at the corners of her stiff mouth, her beautiful but zombie-like face full of resentment, her voice changing from hoarse and unbearable to clear and melodious: “Third Prince, you are right, I did come here specifically to find you, to discuss a deal with you! I only found out that Xiao Lie was here after I sent someone to investigate. Bai Zhongyan went down the mountain without finding anything, so I guessed that with Xiao Lie’s adventurous nature, you must be stuck on the mountain, which is why I came here and met you on the mountain path.”

Although she spoke casually, everyone present could hear the confidence and wisdom contained in her seemingly self-evident analysis, and they couldn't help but frown at the same time.

Qingli's heavy gaze swept back and forth across Feng Xingying and Feng Xinglie, and the atmosphere inside the cave suddenly became strange. A putrid, fishy smell spread through the air, filling it with a sense of unease and a suffocating silence!

After a long silence, Qingli's gaze gradually cleared, and she stopped looking at Feng Xinglie and fixed her gaze on Feng Xingying.

"What kind of deal?" he asked casually, his handsome face relaxed.

Feng Xingying was taken aback, and admiration and a smile appeared in his cold eyes: "You have no doubts at all?"

“I’m not a saint, I don’t know the cause and effect, of course I have many questions.” Qingli shrugged, mimicking her earlier gesture.

Of course he found it strange. The Crown Princess of Qing Kingdom, who was always a gentle and lovely beauty, the most beautiful young lady of the Nangong family, Nangong Rou, had suddenly become a shrew and inexplicably became Feng Xinglie's sister. If he didn't have any doubts about such a thing, then he must have been out of his mind!

Feng Xingying herself was unaware, but Qingli knew. He had met Nangong Rou several times, and Nangong Rou gave him a refreshing and elegant impression, the quintessential lady of a prominent family, leaving a very deep impression. How could such a gentle and kind person be equated with this cold and ruthless woman, as if from hell? Even if she had changed or concealed her abilities, it was impossible to hide them so deeply! Furthermore, Feng Xingying, like Feng Xinglie, was undoubtedly someone who disdained hiding herself; how could she have maintained a ladylike image in the Nangong family for decades?

Qingli even subconsciously wondered if Feng Xinglie and Feng Xingying harbored any ill intentions towards Qing Kingdom, and what connection Feng Xinglie had with the Nangong family of Qing Kingdom. It wasn't that he had these doubts, but all of this seemed so logical. Almost any normal person would think along these lines, and even Ling Yuxiang, who was frowning and deep in thought while holding Feng Xinglie, would not be an exception.

Qingli's somber expression vanished, replaced by a relaxed one, her face radiating a golden glow as she gazed intently at Feng Xinglie with a gentle smile: "However, doubt is doubt, not certainty! Xinglie once asked me whether I trusted her, and my answer was just one word. Now, my answer remains the same: I trust her!"

He uttered the word "trust" with force, then took a deep breath and smiled, "Although I have doubts, I know what kind of person Xing Lie is. She may indeed be hiding something from us, but she has never harmed me, Qing Li, in the slightest! When I was trapped among three thousand royal cavalry in Qing Kingdom, it was she who saved me, helped me, and enabled me to overcome the difficult situation. This time, when the mountain was besieged, I would have certainly died without her. She refused to abandon me and was even willing to entrust her life to me, resulting in serious injuries. If I, Qing Li, am not grateful for Xing Lie's treatment of me, if I do not know how to repay kindness, and instead harbor doubts and scheming towards my savior who has saved my life so many times and towards the person I truly love, then wouldn't I be worse than a pig or a dog?"

Yao Tianlin seemed to sense something and calmly replied, "We never intended to control everything about Xing Lie from the beginning. Trying to trap her would be like Qin Han, digging our own grave! Since she has secrets, even Brother Ling doesn't mind or pry, so why should we be like those gossipy old women and nitpick? Or, Miss Ying, do you think Xing Lie isn't worth us doing this for?"

“Xiao Lie, I never imagined that every single one of these men would be so devoted to you. Even the Third Prince Qingli, who has lived through political struggles since childhood and should be the most suspicious person, doesn’t have the slightest doubt about you under such a strange situation. It’s really…” Feng Xingying was stunned for a moment, then felt a sense of relief and sighed.

She looked around and saw three men with equally clear and firm gazes, all smiling broadly. She truly hadn't expected that such beautiful emotions still existed on this land, in this world! Such pure trust, men with such clear and unwavering eyes! And there were three of them!

"Of course, who do you think I am? Back then, even you women were just as devoted to me, weren't you?" Feng Xinglie laughed arrogantly, his narcissistic expression revealing a mixture of joy and emotion in his eyes. Unwavering under any circumstances, Qing Li had the audacity to trust her unconditionally and rationally, a trust that weighed heavily on her heart yet also brought her comfort. She was glad she hadn't misjudged him, but worried that she couldn't reciprocate his feelings, nor was she capable of doing so. They trusted her so much, sacrificed so much for her, only to be met with heartbreak in the end.

"Hmph, look at your smug face, be careful I'll expose your secrets to my brother-in-law!" Feng Xingying rebuked angrily. Feng Xinglie, carried away by his smugness, abandoned his indifference and threatened fiercely.

But she had to admit that Feng Xinglie's unique personal charm and affability truly had the power to win people's hearts! Wasn't that exactly what attracted them back then? Therefore, each of them knew that although she wasn't the most outstanding among her sisters in every aspect, in terms of overall strength, she was definitely number one! Because they were all willing to serve her, it meant that Feng Xinglie possessed all of their expertise!

"Do you need to expose me? Hmph, when have I, Feng Xinglie, ever been afraid? Actually, I already told them, but they just didn't take it seriously." Having made up his mind, Feng Xinglie didn't dodge the question and spoke directly.

"You told us? When?" the three men asked, puzzled.

"Huh? Which of you has a bad ear and didn't hear me? I said back then that I fell from the sky?" Feng Xinglie was surprised, as if it was entirely their fault.

"Is this what you call telling someone?" The three of them glared at each other and retorted. This sounded like a joke, so why would they take it seriously?

Ling Yuxiang's expression flashed, as if he had thought of something. He wrapped his arms around her and looked her up and down, exclaiming in surprise, "Could I have really caught a little fairy?"

Feng Xinglie couldn't help but chuckle, rolling her eyes and laughing as she scolded, "What's wrong with you? You actually think we're like fairies? If there were fairies as insidious, despicable, cunning, and shameless as us, wouldn't the world be turned upside down? We're not fairies at all, just people from another world. In that world, we're already dead, and we probably died at the same time..." She paused, then gave a deliberately sinister chuckle, "Yu Xiang, we're female ghosts! Evil ghosts who have wandered the human world for many years. How about it, are you scared yet?"

Ling Yuxiang was startled at first, then stunned. Almost reflexively, he hugged her tightly, as if trying to meld her into his body. His handsome brows furrowed, and his long, narrow phoenix eyes revealed unease and heaviness: "Afraid! Of course I'm afraid! I don't care if you're a wandering ghost, a demon, or a monster, but... Lie, tell me you didn't suddenly disappear! Tell me you won't leave me!"

Since she never belonged to this world to begin with, will she one day return to it?

This realization made it impossible for Ling Yuxiang to calm down. A huge weight hung over his heart, refusing to be lifted. Even when surrounded by a massive army, he had never felt such fear! It was as if everything was out of his control. Just the thought that Feng Xinglie might disappear at any moment made his heart ache as if it were being sliced apart layer by layer by a sword!

A frightened voice helplessly sought her promise. Feng Xinglie hadn't expected Ling Yuxiang to react this way. She was moved but also felt helpless. She put her hand behind him and gently patted him, letting him breathe warm and hot on her neck.

"As long as I'm still in this world, of course I won't leave you. But actually, none of us really know how we came to be here. Perhaps a rift in spacetime brought our souls here during that explosion. I can't say for sure about Xiaoying and the others; since it was half a year ago, they must have been reincarnated. But I've been in this body since birth, which can be considered a cycle of reincarnation. Logically speaking, my body and soul should be perfectly integrated, and my soul shouldn't wander aimlessly. At least, it's never happened in the past ten years. So, you can rest assured!" Feng Xinglie suddenly recalled the scene of seeing Feng Qing a few days ago. He frowned almost imperceptibly, but he just took it as a coincidence and didn't pay much attention to it. Little did he know how much hidden danger this unintentional mistake had left behind.

However, her words of comfort did not reassure Ling Yuxiang; instead, they made him even more worried. He pondered, "I'm still not entirely at ease. I suggest you find a high-ranking monk to check on your condition. Your sisters should also go; it's for your own good. If you die, I'll take you to hell with me!"

“Xinglie, I also advise you to go and see him. I can’t bear the thought of you suddenly disappearing that day! Even though I am the King of Medicine, I can’t cure this strange disease. In the future, I will suffer because no one will waste my precious medicine. I will be very lonely.”

"We don't care if you're a human or a ghost, you're Xing Lie. If you die, it won't just be Brother Ling who suffers the same fate!"

Feng Xinglie frowned and shook his head: "People from our area are never superstitious. Who knows if those enlightened monks are real or fake? Even if he really has the ability to see our situation, what if he wants to exorcise demons and eliminate us? Do you want me to die even faster?"

Ling Yuxiang was speechless for a moment, knowing that what she said was not impossible, but he still felt uneasy and did not know how to solve it. He could only hold her sullenly. The other two also frowned and racked their brains for a solution. Kong Ni seemed to cool down all of a sudden.

"Alright, you guys! I'm perfectly fine now, don't you think I'm out of it? Don't worry unnecessarily. Since it's the same whether you want it or not, why make trouble for yourself?" Feng Xinglie crawled out of Ling Yuxiang's arms, punched the three of them on the head as if to wake them up, and said with a smile.

"We're just worried about you..." The helpless complaints and laughter mingled together, creating a beautiful scene in the cave.

Feng Xingying looked at the three of them in astonishment. From beginning to end, they were only surprised, without showing any fear of their identities. When did these ancient people become so open-minded? How could they be so unconcerned about such a bizarre thing? However, seeing the way the three of them stared at Feng Xinglie, she suddenly understood. If they were truly in love, why would they care about her identity? If they were so frightened that they developed prejudice against her, Feng Xinglie would definitely not have a good relationship with her.

With a stern, zombie-like face, Feng Xingying coughed and reminded him, "Have you all finished discussing? Now, Your Highness, may you hear what I have to say?"

"Tell me." Qingli turned around with a sharp glint in her eyes, instantly transforming into the marshal revered by thousands in Qingli Kingdom. Now that she knew the person opposite her was not the gentle Nangong Rou but the cold-blooded Feng Xingying, her attitude was bound to be different. However, the thought that Feng Xingying was Feng Xinglie's sister made her feel inexplicably awkward.

"I will help you seize power in Qing Kingdom, but I will deal with one person myself." Feng Xingying's actions were always decisive and ruthless. He went straight to the point and said coldly, "Don't doubt my abilities. You should know the current relationship between the Nangong family and the emperor. Among the powerful clans in Qing Kingdom, only the Nangong family's foundation has not been completely eradicated by the emperor. Given your current lack of power in the court, if you want to seize power as soon as possible, joining forces with the Nangong family is definitely the best choice."

"Oh?" Qingli's expression shifted slightly, then she smiled and asked, "Miss Ying seems to have a clear understanding of the political situation, and even knows that I will definitely rebel? Does Miss Ying really want to help the Nangong family?"

Feng Xingying raised an eyebrow and sneered, "Don't you even know whose sister I am? You don't need to test me."

Feng Xinglie shook his head and smiled. "Qingli, you don't need to be wary of Xiaoying at all. Xiaoying's thinking has always been simple. Although she can see things clearly, she will never pay attention to any national interests. From beginning to end, she's probably only trying to deal with that person. Her thinking is much more straightforward than mine. You want to ask her why she would do this, right? Well, I might as well tell you, because no matter what you choose, she won't suffer any losses. Xiaoying probably thought that if you were willing to cooperate with her, at worst she would simply swing her knife, and the matter wouldn't be exposed. In Xiaoying's eyes, apart from us sisters, no matter how strong your martial arts are, if she targets you, you'll only face death. Even if she's completely naked, she has curled dragon whisker needles hidden in her fingernails and toenails, and she always has three extremely sharp blades in her mouth. There are also invisible, bendable steel needles in her hair. Any one of these in her hands is enough to take a person's life in an instant."

Qingli and the other two gasped in shock. Although they had already considered the power of the strange hidden weapons on her clothes, they hadn't expected that she would have so many secrets even without clothes on! This woman... was simply a walking killing machine! Qingli couldn't help but begin to admire Feng Xingying.

"As for the Nangong family... hehe, Xiaoying definitely doesn't take them seriously, otherwise she wouldn't have suggested you drag them into this political struggle." Feng Xinglie's bright eyes sparkled, their beautiful depths seemingly drawing people in. He then chuckled, "She reminded you to use the Nangong family not out of personal motives, but simply because she felt the Nangong family was worth using. After all, Nangong Rou herself comes from the Nangong family. We Feng family members have always liked to utilize all available resources. Since we have this advantage, why not take advantage of it? Right now, the Nangong family is in crisis. The emperor intends to eradicate their power, and even Nangong Rou, the crown princess, has been forced to leave without cause. If you were to rise up and seize military power in Qing Kingdom, and Nangong Rou appeared with you, what would the Nangong family think?"

Ling Yuxiang met her gaze with his phoenix eyes, and their strong understanding instantly became clear. He then said, "Of course we'll consider whether there's any relationship between Prince Qingli and Nangong Rou. They'll definitely send people to confirm it secretly. When that happens, as long as you express your stance to Nangong Rou and Brother Qing, whether it's true or false, they will definitely help you seize power. You can't rely on just one tree, so you naturally need to find a better backer. Nangong Rou is just an excuse. In reality, it's about you and the Nangong family mutually benefiting each other. That's politics. However, they will definitely make exorbitant demands, asking you to promise all sorts of real power."

"You should negotiate with them and pretend to use Nangong Rou's identity to give them a satisfactory price. After it's done..." Feng Xinglie's eyes were full of wisdom and shone with a sharp light. He coldly put his five fingers together and drew a line across his neck, silently proclaiming the fate of that family.

In this scheme, the Nangong family was merely a pawn they used, to be discarded once discarded—a truly ruthless tactic. The Nangong family, of course, had no idea that Nangong Rou was already dead, no longer considering family interests, and completely disregarding their lives. If Qingli's promised benefits were directed at Nangong Rou herself—for example, promising to make her empress to reassure the Nangong family—how could they know that the empress from this family would show them absolutely no respect?

“But Miss Ying…” Qingli turned her eyes and looked at Feng Xingying, who was cold and icy, with a chilling aura and no human touch. For some reason, a trace of pity suddenly swept through her heart.

"I've already said it, do you think Xiaoying would care?" Feng Xinglie took in his expression and smiled faintly, "Then let me be clearer. Xiaoying never cares about anyone's life or death, and she never has any feelings that are boring to her. Apart from me and my sisters, anyone who gets in her way, she will kill, whether you are an emperor or the King of the Underworld. That's how the fearsome Shadow of Slaughter in our world's underworld came about. Even if you become emperor in the future, if you get in her way and displease her, she will probably kill you without hesitation. If you two clash, I will not help either of you, but I must tell you, you are more likely to lose."

My God, how can there be such a woman in the world!

Qingli couldn't help but shiver and muttered, "Are all the children produced by your Feng family these kinds of freaks?"

"A freak? Maybe." Feng Xingying replied coldly and stiffly, "To show my sincerity, I have naturally prepared everything that is beneficial to you. As a bargaining chip, I have brought you all the ledgers of the Nangong family's violations of laws and embezzlement over the years. You will have these things in a moment. With these, it will be easy for you to kill the Nangong family after the matter is done. Now you don't need to doubt my ulterior motives, right?"

Qingli had to admit that Feng Xingying's considerations were indeed thorough. With these, he had almost no worries. Even without Feng Xinglie's explanation, he would definitely choose to cooperate with Feng Xingying. However, he now knew, of course, that she still had ulterior motives... that is, if he refused, her sharp blade would probably kiss his neck.

"Is this how you see those ledgers? If I don't obey, you're prepared to kill me on the spot, so it doesn't matter if you give them to me first?" Qingli wanted to admire her own intelligence; she had managed to figure out her way of thinking so quickly. Or was her way of thinking so simple that anyone with a general understanding could completely guess it?

In terms of being straightforward, Feng Xingying was even more frank than Feng Xinglie. He nodded quickly and symbolically began wiping his dark blue dagger.

"So, regarding your secret, is this what you think: if we tell anyone but us, you'll just use a poisoned needle to finish us off, so you don't have to worry about us revealing your identities?" Qingli suppressed the urge to sweat and asked again, her eyes wide.

Feng Xingying nodded again, and asked patiently, "Have you finished asking? Do you agree or disagree?"

Qingli took a deep breath, barely managing to stay upright despite the near-fainting blow: "Then tell me who you're going to deal with."

"Crown Prince Qingxuan!" Feng Xingying's eyes suddenly flashed with a fierce light, and a chilling aura emanated from his body. This terrifying and venomous killing intent startled all three men except Feng Xinglie.

"What did that prince do to offend you?" Feng Xinglie asked curiously, silently mourning for him in his heart.

"He thinks he can get away unscathed after receiving my groveling salute? He even secretly sent people to infiltrate the Heavenly Fiend Organization to steal my technology, causing them considerable trouble. Hmph, do you think my assassination tools are so easy to learn? Then I'll teach him another one: death can involve skinning, bone-scraping, tendon-pulling, and even a complete metamorphosis without spitting out his last breath!" A violent, ferocious dark red flashed in her beautiful eyes, and a sliver of red, fragrant tongue appeared on her almost bewitching lips. Feng Xingying coldly uttered these chilling words. "Dare to provoke the Feng family sisters! I'll teach him what 'worse than death' truly means!"

Even though the people here were not kind-hearted, they were still frightened by the woman's vicious words. However, before they could process them, Ling Tian's shouts suddenly came from the cave entrance.

"Your Highness, there is a person here who calls himself Youming and says he wants to see you."

Feng Xinglie nodded in response, and then the group dressed up and left the cave. Sure enough, they saw two handsome men in black standing prominently by the mountain. Upon seeing Feng Xinglie, they immediately bowed and said, "Your subordinate Youming greets Your Majesty, my lord!"

It's not surprising that they received a message from Ling Yuxiang telling them where she was, but unless there was some important intelligence, they would never have come up the mountain at this time before she issued a summons. Youming is the head of the Ten Guards of Youming, and he rarely shows his face in public. The fact that he came to find her this time must mean that something big has happened in Qing Kingdom.

"My lord, war has broken out on the border!" Youming said quickly, his voice urgent yet calm.

The people present were all shocked at the same time, and exclaimed in surprise, "What did you say?"

"War has broken out on the border! The Qing Kingdom, the Ling Kingdom, and the Lie Army! According to our intelligence, the Qing Kingdom has deployed entirely new generals for this campaign, with Bai Zhongyan leading the army, launching a reckless attack on Baihui Pass and the Ling Kingdom. Before the battle, we obtained intelligence overnight and informed Commander Xi, who secretly mobilized and directed the troops, thus preventing heavy losses. The Ling army, already known for its bravery and skill, also suffered relatively few casualties. However, the Qing Kingdom army seems completely disregarding losses; according to our intelligence, they will launch another attack immediately." Youming reported quickly, looking at Qingli: "As far as I know, that large Qing Kingdom army is the same army that General Qing originally left on the Qin-Qing border. Its deployment here this time seems suspicious to me, so I've come to report and request Your Majesty's decision!"

Feng Xinglie once again felt the wisdom of his founding of the Dark Moon Sect. In terms of intelligence, the Dark Moon Sect could be said to be unparalleled in the world at this time. No matter what, Feng Xingying and the others were just taking over the power from others. How could they compare to the loyal and dedicated people he had raised?

Qingli was stunned for a moment, her face turning deathly pale. She laughed in fury, "Father, how could you use such hateful methods! Do you know how much bloodshed this would cause, even if it were just my army and me? This is 600,000 soldiers, 600,000 lives!"