Chaotic Times and Disasters: I Hunt Down Martial Arts Masters and Become a God

The small window of the iron gate was open. Through the window, Fu Qing saw Song Nini forced into a corner of the cell, her hair disheveled, with a small scratch on the corner of her mouth, like a mother wolf driven to the brink of despair.

Chen Yulang clutched his groin and staggered back several steps, his face contorted in pain, veins bulging on his forehead. He managed to stay upright by bracing himself against the wall with one hand.

Song Nini used all her strength in that kick, and it landed solidly.

As Chen Yulang bent over, she took a few steps to the side, watching him warily, like a female beast ready to pounce again at any moment.

After recovering, Chen Yulang straightened up, rushed forward, and slapped Song Nini hard across the face. The crisp sound echoed in the cell.

Song Nini was slapped so hard that she crashed into the wall, and a trickle of blood spilled from the corner of her mouth.

Fu Qing was furious and kicked the iron gate!

The heavy iron door flew off the frame and crashed into the stone wall opposite the cell.

Before Chen Yulang could even see who it was, Fu Qing's boot sole was already imprinted on his chest.

Chen Yulang flew out, crashed into the wall, bounced back, and fell to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Song Nini leaned against the corner of the wall, looking at Fu Qing, and tears welled up in her eyes.

"Brother-in-law!"

She didn't cry when Chen Yulang slapped her, she didn't cry when the Imperial Guards dragged her into the prison, and she didn't cry when she was alone with Chen Yulang in the cell.

But seeing Fu Qing standing in front of her now, she buried her face in his chest and finally softened.

"Brother-in-law, this beast tried to bully me, so I kicked him!"

"I know you did a great job."

Fu Qing held her tightly in his arms, feeling her tears soak his chest.

"Brother-in-law is late, it's alright, it's alright, leave the rest to me."

Duke Chen Jingde of Liang strode into the prison cell and saw his son slumped in the corner, clutching his chest and vomiting blood. Beside him was a deformed iron door on the ground.

"Son!"

The color drained from his face in an instant. He hurriedly stepped forward to help Chen Yulang up, supporting his son's back with one hand and pressing the other hand against his son's chest to check for injuries.

Upon seeing his father arrive, Chen Yulang's face lit up with a wild joy, as if he had just escaped a calamity. He grabbed his father's sleeve and cried out hoarsely,

"Father! Kill him! Kill this traitor!"

"Shut up!"

The Duke of Liang slapped his son across the face. This slap was more than ten times harder than the one Chen Yulang had given Song Nini earlier, and it knocked him to the ground so hard he couldn't get up.

The Duke of Liang turned around and bowed to Fu Qing, suppressing his anger and remaining relatively restrained.

"General Fu, my son has been disrespectful and offended your family. I apologize on his behalf with 100,000 taels of silver, plus a villa of the Duke of Liang in the south of the city, as a gift to calm your nerves. Please grant me this favor today."

Fu Qing seemed not to hear, released Song Nini, and looked towards the door.

"Leo, take Nini to find the child."

After saying that, he pinched Song Nini's cheek again.

"Be good, go check on the two children, they're very worried about you."

Song Nini nodded and ran out to follow Leo.

Once Song Nini was out of sight, Fu Qing switched the knife to his right hand and sneered, "Your face is nothing."

Before he finished speaking, he slashed at Chen Yulang with his sword!

The Duke of Liang was startled and raised his hand to block it.

His peak Golden Body Realm cultivation erupted, and a thick shield blocked the blade.

The blade struck the shield, and Fu Qing was jolted back half a step, his hand slightly numb.

The Duke of Liang stared into Fu Qing's eyes, his voice deepening.

"General Fu, I'm only apologizing because I'm giving you face. Don't go too far."

Fu Qing ignored him and raised his knife to strike again.

The Duke of Liang struck out with his palm, and Fu Qing blocked it with his sword, but was sent flying and crashed into the stone wall. He felt a sweet taste in his throat and spat out a mouthful of blood.

The difference between the Qi Refining Realm and the peak of the Golden Body Realm is an entire major realm. Even with the system's full power, he has absolutely no chance of defeating the Duke of Liang head-on.

He stood up from the ground, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and rushed back up.

Duke Liang frowned slightly. He didn't want to kill Fu Qing, who was the Shengjing General appointed by the Emperor himself. Killing him would be like bringing himself a huge problem.

But his son's life couldn't be spared either; he could only defend, not attack.

He raised his hand to block again, this time using only 30% of his strength. The blade struck his palm but failed to injure his flesh.

The guards nearby were already terrified and huddled in a corner of the corridor, too scared to move. One of the quick-witted ones scrambled off to fetch the officials from the Ministry of Justice.

But at that moment, Leo rushed in from the end of the corridor.

He reverted to his original form, a giant lion nearly ten feet tall, which looked somewhat cramped in the narrow prison corridor. The eerie green flames in his vertical pupils illuminated the entire prison in a ghastly green light.

Seeing that Fu Qing was at a disadvantage, he shook his head, opened his mouth and bit at the back of Liang Guogong's neck. Liang Guogong was distracted and blocked with his palm, which hit Leo's head and knocked him back several steps.

In that instant when the Duke of Liang was distracted, Fu Qing swept past him.

Chen Yulang was still slumped in the corner, waiting for his father to kill Fu Qing to avenge him. His expression was frozen between smugness and ferocity when the blade slashed into his neck and split him in two.

Blood splattered on the walls, on the Duke of Liang's robes, and on the iron gate lying on the ground.

The entire cell fell silent.

Duke Liang slowly turned his head, looking at the corpse in the corner that was no longer recognizable, and a chilling killing intent surged in his eyes.

His fingers trembled slightly, and he suddenly raised his head and let out a deafening roar. He knocked Leo back with one palm and then struck Fu Qing with another.

This palm strike was delivered with full force, unleashing the entire cultivation of a peak Golden Body Realm cultivator.

Fu Qing parried with his sword, but was sent flying, crashing through the cell wall and landing in the next cell, spitting out a mouthful of blood mixed with fragments of internal organs.

Fu Qing crawled out of the pile of rubble and used his knife to support himself as he stood up.

He glanced at the Duke of Liang, his eyes showing no fear, no regret, only a cold calm.

Seeing that the Duke of Liang was no longer making a move, he sheathed his sword and said a single word to Leo.

"Walk."

The Duke of Liang stood beside his son's corpse, holding the lifeless body, his face ashen.

He looked down at Chen Yulang's face, reached out and closed his son's eyelids, then looked up at Fu Qing's back.

His hands were trembling, and the peak Golden Body Realm cultivation roared within him, wanting to rush out and tear that figure to shreds.

But he didn't move.

It's not that we can't kill them, it's that we dare not kill them.

If Fu Qing is killed, the 100,000-strong Feng family army in the northern border will march south tomorrow. If Fu Qing is killed, the emperor can take advantage of the situation to seize his military power. If Fu Qing is killed, the entire Liangguo Duke's family will have to pay with their lives for him.

He forcefully suppressed his murderous intent, looked down at the cold corpse in his arms, and murky tears rolled down his cheeks.

...

Fu Qing led Song Nini and the two children out of the Ministry of Justice prison; it was already completely dark outside.

The lanterns on Zhuque Street swayed in the night wind, their dim yellow light casting long shadows on the ground like a group of silent ghosts.

He held the sleeping Fu Mingxuan in his arms. The little girl's face was pressed against his chest, her breathing even, and there were still traces of tears on the corners of her eyes.

Fu Mingdao walked beside his father, holding onto his clothes. His face was full of exhaustion, but he never let go of his hand.

Leo shrank to follow at the very back, his mane still covered in bits of hay from the cell, his tail drooping, and he would occasionally glance up at Fu Qing's back.

After walking half a street, Fu Qing suddenly stopped, looked down at his chest, and his legs went weak, causing him to stumble forward!