Chapter 7: Night Assassination (Seeking Continuation)

A single wail startled the night.

Xiao Qing and Xiao Hong froze, then hurriedly positioned themselves front and back to shield Qin Feng in the middle, their faces also showing bewilderment.

Why did the young master suddenly strike the sixth young master?

The guards outside immediately ran over.

"Young master, what's happening?" Ma Chao, gripping his long blade, scanned the scene, then bowed.

"This person pretended to be my sixth brother to assassinate me, I disabled him, seize him for interrogation!" Qin Feng pointed at the blood‑spitting Qin Li lying on the ground.

He stepped aside.

As for striking Qin Li? Because I sensed his deep malice.

Moreover, his stance was steady, power coiled, ready to strike at any moment. He knew that sixth brother Qin Li's martial skill was a mess, still only at the first‑grade realm.

Obviously, it was a disguise, though remarkably lifelike.

Qin Feng then acted without hesitation.

"Yes!" Ma Chao, startled, waved his hand, and two men rushed in, immediately hauling Qin Li away.

In the courtyard.

Qin Feng watched silently.

Ma Chao felt Qin Li's face, finally tearing off a human‑skin mask; his complexion changed, and he hurried to kneel on one knee before Qin Feng: "I failed to recognize him, let a villain into the manor; please punish me, young master."

"Then make amends; interrogate his background," Qin Feng said calmly.

"Yes!"

Ma Chao stood, stepped back, and led the man away.

This is not a place for interrogation.

Watching the departing back, Qin Feng narrowed his eyes; the man was one of the Qin Manor's guard captains.

The Qin Family has many guards, organized into three squads, each overseen by a captain. The chief captain is away with his father, leaving a gap.

The other two captains are Second Captain Qin Kai and Third Captain Ma Chao.

During this ten‑day period, Ma Chao's squad is on watch.

Swoosh—

Fu Ye Ye leapt from the roof, scanned the surroundings warily, then said, "Young master, what's happening?"

At that moment, the sounds of a skirmish came from outside.

"Xiao Qing, fetch my sword!" Qin Feng ordered, as if he hadn't heard the outside commotion, and proceeded to recount what had just happened.

"Someone disguised as the sixth young master to assassinate you? Then…" Fu Ye Ye's pupils narrowed, his anger flared, murderous intent shaking the heavens, "An internal strike, an external assault—this aims to wipe out the Qin Family. Damn it, who is targeting us?"

"An assassination is one thing, but daring to attack the Qin Family—there must be many of them, yet we failed to detect them in advance," Qin Feng said calmly. "Xiang, Liu, Lü, Cao—one of these four families must be covering for them."

"Regardless of who they are, this vendetta will be repaid. Young master, I'll take you to hide first, to avoid any mishap," Fu Ye Ye said anxiously.

"No problem!" Qin Feng raised his hand, pressed downward, and a finger‑force shot out, carving a small hole before his foot.

Fu Ye Ye was startled, then smiled, visibly excited, but suddenly recalled something and chastised himself: "Young master, so you've been worrying about the family, resorting to pills that drain potential to boost strength quickly. I'm a useless old servant; please promise me you won't take pills anymore."

"Fine!" Qin Feng replied, offering no explanation.

During this period he had taken many pills; although he could expel the toxin, some residue remained, now considerable, and he would need to spend time purging it to avoid future harm.

The clamor of battle outside continued unabated.

Wails filled the sky.

Qin Feng stayed still.

Fu Ye Ye also remained motionless.

Both waited quietly, each realizing this heavy assault would not be simple; some might even be fishing in the murky waters.

Soon, Xiao Qing ran over, panting heavily.

Qin Feng took the sword, its sharp aura flashing briefly.

From the front courtyard came a sudden roar: "Qin Feng, you sent men to slaughter my entire Sima clan; today I will leave no Qin family chicken or dog alive, cutting off your descendants."

"What a fine excuse for revenge!" Fu Ye Ye snorted coldly.

Qin Feng remained silent, but his gaze shifted to the other side, where a masked figure rushed forward, wielding a blood‑dripping long sword.

He moved swiftly. A few Qin Family guards pursued behind.

"Zhang Fu, you old dog led men to wipe out my Sima clan; today I'll kill you first!" The masked man's murderous aura surged, his killing intent solidifying.

A sword sliced through the air, its blade‑qi whistling, and in an instant it reached Fu Ye Ye.

Zhang Fu reached out, drew a flexible sword from his waist, blocked the blade‑qi, and whispered, "Young master, be careful!"

Then he engaged the masked man.

He realized this opponent was no ordinary foe; in an instant the two clashed, sword‑qi flying, cleaving earth and tearing walls, evenly matched.

Suddenly, the opponent surged, forcing Zhang Fu back.

"Head Steward, we're here to aid you!" several guards shouted as they charged, their blades aimed at Zhang Fu's back.

A surprise attack, striking where unprepared.

"Seeking death!" Qin Feng snorted coldly, already arriving here.

The long sword's keen edge glimmered coldly in the moonlight, leaving after‑images, as if in an instant it pierced the throats of three guards.

"Young master, thank you!" Zhang Fu sweated profusely.

A moment ago he sensed a fierce killing intent; even with his ability he might not fully evade, and with the masked man opposite, it was almost a certain death.

He did not expect Qin Feng to intervene.

As if foreseen, he snapped his fingers and eliminated the three.

"Fu Ye Ye, kill!" Qin Feng lunged toward the opposite side.

The long sword twirled, raging wildly.

Between the inhaling and exhaling of sword qi, the masked man was enveloped.

This is the Crazy Rain Nine Swords.

He has already cultivated to a considerable degree, and now unleashes it like a sudden gale and rain, entirely offensive.

"It was seen through!" the masked man grumbled, then shocked, "Qin Family's brat, you have become this powerful, damn it, I will kill you tonight!"

He suddenly counterattacked.

Ding…

The long swords clashed, the masked man was knocked back, and couldn't help but exclaim, "How is that possible?"

Qin Feng frowned, noticing a chip in his own long sword, but ignored it and kept attacking.

In the blink of an eye he suppressed the opponent.

Under the sword rain, wounds appeared on the masked man's body.

Swoosh…

At that moment, Zhang Fu acted, thrusting a sword into the masked man's back heart, startling him, and as he blocked with his other hand, Qin Feng narrowed his eyes, shifted his foot, and his speed surged.

The true qi surged from his body, making the sword in his hand hum, as if overloaded, and it also emitted a blue glow.

While the masked man blocked Zhang Fu's strike, his sword pierced the opponent's body, slashing diagonally and tearing half of it.

Fresh blood instantly sprayed out.

The masked man let out a wail and fell, unable to rise.

"He can't survive, and is worthless," Qin Feng assessed, thrusting a sword through the opponent's throat, then said to Zhang Fu, "Grandfather Fu, go provide support, just in case of an accident."

"Alright!" Zhang Fu hesitated slightly, then agreed.

He realized Qin Feng's strength was no longer inferior to his, even considerably stronger, which both shocked and delighted him.

At the same time he felt relieved.

Zhang Fu quickly left.

Qin Feng stood silently, the sword tip angled toward the ground, blood dripping down.

"Assassination, attacking under the pretense of the Sima Family's name, rebel guards..."

"If it weren't for my unexpected assault, tonight Qin Family would probably have been buried."

"And the family's intelligence system, the clan members..."

He narrowed his eyes, a fierce light flashing.

(End of chapter)