Chapter 59: Special Elixir

In the underground music room, Qin Feng's performance had reached its conclusion.

The final note, like a boulder cast into a calm lake, triggered a violent reaction—not a physical sound, but an invisible energy Vibration Technique! The air in the entire music room seemed to warp, monitoring instruments emitted overloaded bursts of static, and screens instantly went black! Gu Qingcheng and Su Wenqian were pushed backward by a gentle yet irresistible force, until their backs hit the wall.

Only Qin Feng remained seated steadily before the piano, his body enveloped in an invisible force field imperceptible to the naked eye. He could clearly sense that a specialized "information packet," condensed from his immense Spirit, had successfully traveled along the pathway indicated by the sheet music, aimed toward the distant Deep Sea coordinates.

Almost at the exact moment the information was sent, his Consciousness Deep's Source Technology Imprint trembled slightly, transmitting a faint feedback message—【Authentication information received. Basic authorization confirmed. Coordinates locked. Initial connection established. "Guan Zhou" status: Dormant (low-power operation). Estimated energy required for activation: Extremely high. Activation method: Unknown.】

Success!

Though it was only an initial connection, and activating "Guan Zhou" remained immensely difficult, this was undeniably a milestone breakthrough! It proved the authenticity of the sheet music—and that Qin Feng himself met the stringent "resonance condition."

Just as Qin Feng gathered his thoughts and slowly opened his eyes, the miniature communicator hidden in his ear delivered Lin Xuan's cold, urgent voice, backgrounded by sharp alarms and the distinctive hum of energy weapons:

"Boss! Three o'clock perimeter of the manor—high-intensity energy signature detected! It's a 'Deep Abyss' assassination team! Four members, heavily armed, equipped with optical camouflage and short-range spatial warping! They've breached the first outer defense line! Request orders!"

They came! Because he refused that arrogant "invitation," the "Deep Abyss" retaliated immediately—with the most direct, most brutal force!

"Execute the predetermined protocol." Qin Feng's voice showed no fluctuation, as if he himself were not the target of the assassination. "Leave one alive."

"Understood!" Lin Xuan's communication cut off instantly.

On the ground, within the dense forest surrounding the manor, a battle beyond conventional understanding had erupted. Four ghostlike figures, their forms flickering between reality and illusion, surged toward the main building at astonishing speed. Their weapons glowed with ominous hues, each strike carrying the power to tear through space.

Yet they faced Lin Xuan—the elite of the former Special Intelligence Division, a master of extreme-environment combat and advanced assassination and counter-assassination techniques! More importantly, this manor had long been fortified by her like an iron fortress.

An invisible energy field erupted, disrupting the assassins' spatial warping. Automated defense weapons hidden among trees and rocks opened fire simultaneously, their fire net precise and lethal. Lin Xuan herself moved like a death god of the night—her figure darting through the woods, each appearance accompanied by the fall of an assassin—either pierced through the core by an accurate energy shot, or with her neck snapped instantly in close combat, clean, efficient, without a trace of hesitation.

In under thirty seconds, three assassins were dead. The last, attempting to trigger self-destruction, was struck by Lin Xuan's precise electric dart, instantly paralyzed and rendered immobile.

The battle began suddenly—and ended even faster.

…

Almost simultaneously with the assassination, in Modu, the Xiao Family estate.

With her mother Zhao Wanqing's full support, Xiao Yufeng, brimming with confidence, was preparing to deploy more family resources to create greater trouble for Qin Feng—when her father Xiao Mingyuan stormed in, face ashen, and hurled a Tablet Computer onto Zhao Wanqing's lap without even reprimanding his daughter.

"Look! Look at what your daughter and you have done!" Xiao Mingyuan's voice trembled.

The Tablet Computer displayed a newly received emergency alert, marked "Top Secret," transmitted via the highest-level confidential channel. The message was brief—but struck like a thunderclap:

【Upon decision by the highest leadership council, given the Xiao Family of Modu and its affiliated factions' prolonged, serious violations of law and regulation, and their substantial threat and obstruction to national strategic-level key projects and critical personnel, the highest-level sanction is hereby imposed. Effective immediately: freeze all assets of the Xiao Family and its core members; restrict all related personnel from leaving the country; establish a special investigation team to conduct a full probe into all Xiao Family-related matters. This order takes immediate effect!】

"T-top-level sanction?!" Zhao Wanqing's indulgent composure vanished, replaced by boundless fear and disbelief. "How… how could this happen? Just because of Qin Feng?"

"Because of Qin Feng?!" Xiao Mingyuan let out a bitter laugh, as if aged ten years in an instant. "Do you even know who he is?! That bastard Ye Lingyun used us as his weapon! We're finished! The Xiao Family's century-long legacy—gone!"

Xiao Yufeng stared blankly at her frantic father and pale-faced mother, her mind utterly empty. She didn't understand—she'd only wanted to help Lingyun brother get revenge. How could this have led to such a terrifying consequence?

At that moment, Xiao Mingyuan's private phone rang—it was his uncle, a high-ranking official in the Capital. The moment he answered, a weary, desperate roar came through:

"Mingyuan! Who the hell did you piss off?! Direct orders from above! No room for negotiation! The Xiao Family… is gone! Prepare for the aftermath!"

The call ended. Xiao Mingyuan's phone slipped from his hand, shattering on the floor. He collapsed onto the ground, eyes hollow.

Zhao Wanqing slumped onto the sofa, staring at her dazed daughter, recalling her own words—"Mother only wants you to be happy"—and felt only bitter irony and despair.

Meanwhile, far away at Qin Feng Manor.

Qin Feng had just stepped out of the underground music room when Su Wenqian approached, whispering: "Boss, the Xiao Family in Modu has been fully contained. Official notices have been issued."

"Mm." Qin Feng responded indifferently, as if hearing of a trivial matter.

To him, the Xiao Family's collapse was merely a single move in a game of killing a chicken to scare the monkeys—a casual swat at a buzzing fly.

Whether the "Deep Abyss" assassination or the fall of the Xiao Family, in his eyes, were merely obstacles to be cleared on the path to the summit.

His gaze had already turned toward the deep, mysterious ocean concealing the secrets of "Guan Zhou."

These troubles? Merely minor side effects before taking the Special Elixir.

The true journey has only just begun.