Martial God

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A sharp, ear-piercing sound suddenly broke the tense silence in the room, as if a shrill screech had echoed through the air. Then came a flurry of footsteps from outside the door, growing louder as they approached.

A group of servants in luxurious robes surged into the room like a tide. They quickly and orderly lined up on both sides, resembling silent statues. Following them was a dignified middle-aged woman, elegantly dressed in palace attire, walking in with a composed and authoritative gait. Behind her was a lecherous-looking middle-aged man, dressed in wealthy garments. As soon as he entered, his eyes, like those of a ravenous wolf, immediately fixed on Qin Yuechi, his gaze darting about hungrily, almost salivating in a manner that was utterly repulsive.

"Madam." Yan Zhi, who had been arrogant and domineering, suddenly shrank back, as if a mouse had seen a cat. Her face turned pale with fear, and she hurriedly lowered her head, trembling, not daring to meet the woman's eyes.

This woman was none other than the matriarch of the Qin family, Madam Zhao Feng. She held a high status in the family, overseeing the household management and wielding immense authority. The lecherous man by her side was none other than the infamous Prince Qi, Zhao Qirui, notorious throughout the capital of the Great Qi Kingdom for his debauchery and immoral behavior. He was a man of ill repute, living a life of indulgence and depravity, despised by all.

Madam Zhao cast a cold glance at Yan Zhi, her eyes filled with disapproval and scolding. "Useless fool, you can't even handle such a small matter!"

Yan Zhi, frightened, immediately dropped to her knees with a loud thud and kowtowed rapidly, her voice trembling. "I am incompetent, please punish me, Madam."

"Leave, you are embarrassing yourself," Madam Zhao waved her hand in disgust.

Yan Zhi, as if pardoned, quickly stepped aside, her eyes filled with resentment as she glared at Qin Chen. She sneered inwardly, "Little brat, now that Madam has arrived, let's see how arrogant you are."

Madam Zhao’s gaze shifted to Qin Chen, who was holding a sword with a determined expression on his face. Her voice was as cold as the winter wind, carrying an air of mockery. "I didn't expect my nephew to wake up from his coma with such boldness. Not only do you dare to take a life, but you also threaten to exile my servant three thousand miles and reduce her to a p********e. You must have grown some courage. I almost thought you were the legitimate eldest son of the Qin family."

Her words were dripping with sarcasm, trying to suppress Qin Chen's confidence.

Qin Yuechi's face turned as pale as paper, and she rushed forward. "Madam Zhao, Chen'er is still young, he was just impulsive. Please don't take it to heart." Her voice carried a hint of pleading, hoping Madam Zhao would show mercy.

Madam Zhao, however, coldly replied, "Young? If I remember correctly, Qin Chen is almost sixteen. I heard that he still hasn’t awakened his bloodline during the awakening ceremony at Tianxing Academy. As a member of the Qin family, instead of bringing glory to us, he has been fighting with others, ruining the reputation of the Duke of Dingwu's mansion, and now he is here making wild accusations. He has violated the family rules. What punishment does he deserve?"

Qin Yuechi staggered, as if struck by a heavy blow, her face drained of color, and her heart filled with worry. She knew that Madam Zhao was using this opportunity to thoroughly punish Qin Chen, and she didn't know what to do.

"The one who deserves punishment here is you!" Qin Chen's eyes glinted like cold stars as he stared at Zhao Feng, his voice icy and stern. "As the matriarch of the Qin family, you allow your servants to bully the family's children. Is this the family rule you speak of?"

"You..." Madam Zhao never expected Qin Chen to speak back to her, and she instantly flew into a rage. Her facial muscles twitched, her eyes burning with fury.

Before she could speak, Qin Chen continued, "As a woman, you associate with Zhao Qirui, the notorious playboy of the capital, and engage in such disreputable behavior. Is this your idea of feminine virtue?"

Zhao Qirui, who had been lecherously eyeing Qin Yuechi, froze, as if slapped in the face in front of everyone. His face flushed, and he angrily cursed inwardly, "This little bastard, how dare he insult me!"

Madam Zhao pointed at Qin Chen, so enraged that even her hairpin trembled slightly. "Zhao Qirui is my brother-in-law," she shouted. Madam Zhao’s family had ties with the royal family, so calling Zhao Qirui her "brother-in-law" wasn’t considered improper.

"You two, as siblings, secretly meet in private, which is already disgraceful. But as a titled matriarch, you should represent all women and act with dignity. If this matter gets out, how can the Qin family stand in the Great Qi Kingdom?"

Qin Chen's eyes blazed with a cold light, like a sharp sword piercing through the heart. "How will the Qin family survive when this scandal tarnishes its reputation?"

"You little brat, stop spouting nonsense! Capture him!" Madam Zhao could no longer contain her fury, roaring at the two guards. She knew that if Qin Chen’s words spread through the Qin mansion, she would lose all face and status in the capital, undoing everything she had carefully built.

The two guards immediately growled in anger, leaping at Qin Chen like wild beasts. They were agile and swift, intending to subdue him in one move.

Qin Yuechi cried out in alarm, instinctively stepping in front of Qin Chen, "Who dares touch my son?"

One of the guards narrowed his eyes, not hesitating even in the face of Qin Yuechi’s obstruction. He coldly replied, "Young Miss, I’m sorry." He shoved her aside with a violent push, his movements rough and merciless.

But before he could lay a hand on her, a flash of cold light streaked through the air. Everyone barely had time to react before a spray of blood erupted from the guard’s severed arm. He screamed in agony, stumbling backward, trying to escape the deadly scene. However, Qin Chen's sword was like a falling star, pursuing him relentlessly. No matter how he tried to dodge, he couldn't escape the fatal blow. The sword plunged into his heart, his eyes filled with terror and despair.

Blood erupted from his chest, spraying like a fountain. He desperately tried to cover the wound, but the blood poured uncontrollably, and he collapsed, his life fading away.

"I said, whoever dares touch my mother will lose their life!" Qin Chen’s voice was low and resolute, like a demon from hell pronouncing death. With blood on his hands, his figure looked like a death god from the underworld, sending a chill through the room.

The room fell deathly silent, only the sound of dripping blood echoing through the quiet space, like a countdown to death. Everyone was frozen, paralyzed by the sudden bloodshed, unsure how to react.

The servants outside the door were horrified, some even collapsing to the ground. Yan Zhi was so terrified that her face turned pale, shaking like a leaf in the wind, her teeth chattering uncontrollably.

The second guard, too, felt a chill run down his spine. His body froze, unable to move a muscle. He suddenly realized that even though Qin Chen had not awakened his bloodline, he had been accepted into Tianxing Academy through sheer talent. At fifteen, he was already a warrior of the Human Rank.

On the Tianwu Continent, warriors were ranked in nine levels: Human, Earth, Sky, Mysterious, Sect, Venerable, King, Emperor, and Immortal. Before reaching the Human Rank, one had to enter the Meridian Condensation stage, which involved opening up the body’s meridians. Only after opening at least seven meridians could one condense true qi and advance to the Human Rank. As a Human Rank warrior, one already had combat abilities, which was why these ordinary guards could be killed by Qin Chen with a single sword.

After a brief daze, Madam Zhao snapped back to reality, disbelief written across her face. She never expected Qin Chen, who had always been so obedient in her eyes, would openly kill someone in front of her. This was completely beyond her expectations, and she could hardly accept it.

Not only her, but even Qin Yuechi was stunned. Looking at the bloody scene, her emotions were mixed. She was worried about Qin Chen’s safety, but also shocked by his reckless actions.

"Qin Chen, how dare you commit murder in public! Guards, seize him and punish him according to family law!" Madam Zhao barked, trying to regain control of the situation.

"Yes." Another guard quickly regained his composure, knowing that if he hesitated now, he would face Madam Zhao’s wrath. "Clang!" His war knife was drawn swiftly, his eyes filled with savage hunger as he lunged at Qin Chen, aiming to strike his arms and disable him.