Immortal God of War

Chapter 669 - 640 A Dream?_1

What’s going on?

Did I actually travel back in time?

Struck by this thought, Qin Feiyang quickly lifted his arm. He was taken aback when he finally got a good look!

This arm is way too thin. And the skin is so soft.

Then, despite the intense pain, he sat up, pulled back the covers, and when he saw his legs, he was completely dumbfounded.

These small arms and legs... are they really mine?

"Your Highness, what on earth is wrong with you?"

"Please, just tell us. Can you stop scaring us like this?"

Qin Feiyang’s strange series of actions had thoroughly frightened Qin Yue and Qin Xi, who were beside him.

Did I really travel back in time?

Qin Feiyang’s eyebrows knitted together. "Sister Yue," he said suddenly, "can you bring me a mirror?"

"A mirror?"

Qin Yue and Qin Xi looked at each other, their eyes filled with confusion.

"Quickly," Qin Feiyang urged.

"Alright, alright, I’ll go right away."

Qin Yue nodded repeatedly, turned, and ran out of the palace. A moment later, she came rushing back with a copper mirror and handed it to Qin Feiyang.

Qin Feiyang took the mirror and held it up to his face. When he saw the reflection, he was stunned speechless for a long moment.

In the copper mirror, there was an unexpectedly handsome young man!

Thick eyebrows, a high nose bridge, full lips, and skin as smooth and creamy as suet.

His deep black eyes were like two black gems, full of spirit.

"This..."

Qin Feiyang was stunned. Isn’t this my childhood face? Why is this happening?

He turned to Qin Yue and Qin Xi, asking, "Sister Xi, Sister Yue, is this the imperial palace?"

"Of course, it’s the imperial palace."

"Your Highness, why are you asking such a question?"

The two women were puzzled.

Qin Feiyang asked, "Then, could you tell me why I am here?"

Qin Yue responded, "Your Highness, this is your sleeping chamber. If you’re not here, where would you be?"

Qin Xi, looking concerned, asked Qin Feiyang, "Your Highness, have you lost your memory?"

Memory loss? Qin Feiyang frowned.

Qin Yue comforted him, "Your Highness, don’t worry. We will call the Imperial Physician immediately to examine you."

"Wait." Qin Feiyang hurried to stop the two women.

Everything that’s happening now is too strange. Before I figure out what’s going on, it’s better to keep it quiet.

"Your Highness, if you’re sick, you need to be treated!"

"Yes, if anything happens to you, the Emperor and Empress won’t spare us," the two women said anxiously.

Emperor! Empress!

Qin Feiyang’s heart stirred, but he quickly calmed down. He looked helplessly at the two women. "I’m not sick, so what’s there to treat?"

"But..." The two women still wanted to say something.

Qin Feiyang waved them off. "Alright, alright. If anything really does happen, I’ll take responsibility. It won’t involve you. Now, tell me, how did I fall into a coma, and for how long?"

"You don’t even remember this? Your Highness, you must have lost your memory! No, I have to inform the Emperor and Empress immediately. Qin Xi, you stay and take good care of His Highness."

After finishing her sentence, Qin Yue started to run outside.

"Stop!" Qin Feiyang’s eyebrows shot up. "If you keep this up, I’ll get angry."

Qin Yue trembled, turned, and walked back toward the bed, her expression somewhat flustered. "This servant knows her mistake. Please forgive me, Your Highness."

Qin Feiyang commanded, "Speak!"

"Yes."

"Three days ago, Your Highness, you and the Eldest Prince were sparring on the practice field. The Eldest Prince accidentally injured you, and you’ve been unconscious ever since," Qin Yue said.

The Eldest Prince? Qin Feiyang was taken aback.

He naturally knew who the Eldest Prince was—his elder half-brother. However, his relationship with this elder brother wasn’t very good. According to the precedents of the Great Qin Empire, the throne was usually inherited by the Emperor’s eldest son. If there were no unforeseen circumstances, his elder brother would be the next Emperor. But an accident had indeed befallen him. Due to his astonishing talent, the current Emperor was already considering making him the Crown Prince. This matter was known to almost everyone in the imperial palace, including the Eldest Prince, who often resorted to underhanded tricks behind his back.

But the problem is, three days ago, I was clearly in the Netherworld. How could I be dueling with the Eldest Prince on the imperial palace’s practice field? Wait!

Suddenly, a cold glint flashed in Qin Feiyang’s eyes.

He remembered. Years ago, before he was banished from the Imperial Capital, he did indeed have a conflict with the Eldest Prince, and they had dueled on the practice field. He had also been knocked unconscious by the Eldest Prince. But the Eldest Prince hadn’t lost control; he had intentionally struck a heavy blow. However, he remembered waking up the very next morning, and shortly after regaining consciousness, his misfortune began: his cultivation was crippled, and he was banished from the imperial palace. But now Qin Yue was telling him he had been unconscious for three days? What is happening?

Could everything in Iron Bull Town, Black Bear City, Yan City, the Despair Ocean, the Ruins Land, the Land of Oblivion, State City, and the Netherworld all have been a dream he had during these three days? Could his banishment from the Imperial Capital and the destruction of his cultivation also just be a dream?

But over a decade of time, over a decade of struggles, over a decade of effort—for it all to be just a dream? Qin Feiyang couldn’t accept it.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up as he thought of the ancient castle.

Fatty and the others are all currently in the ancient castle. As long as they’re there, it proves that everything that has transpired and everyone I’ve met over the past decade or so wasn’t just a dream.

He focused his mind.

But nothing happened; he didn’t enter the ancient castle and was still sitting on the bed.

"Huh?"

Qin Feiyang was incredulous. He carefully tried to sense the ancient castle, only to make a horrifying discovery: he couldn’t sense its existence at all!

The ancient castle is gone? This is impossible!

Qin Feiyang shook his head vigorously, then tried to circulate the War Technique and the Counter Curse Manual.

However, neither of the two Divine Arts appeared.

I refuse to believe that the experiences of the past decade were merely a dream! Qin Feiyang roared internally as he looked within, at his Qi Sea.

However, he was once again shocked to find that his Qi Sea had not yet been opened. What flowed within his body was True Qi.

BOOM!

His body trembled as an aura burst forth from him, but this aura was incredibly weak!

Qin Feiyang discovered that his current cultivation was only at the level of a Nine-Star martial master!

"It can’t be!"

"I was clearly a one-star War Ancestor. How could I be a Nine-Star martial master?" Qin Feiyang muttered, his face filled with disbelief.

Beside him, Qin Yue and Qin Xi exchanged glances.

A boy of only ten, how could he possibly break through to become a one-star War Ancestor? Has His Highness gone mad? It seems the situation is quite serious!

"His Highness, the Eldest Prince, has arrived!"

Just then, a sharp, piercing voice called out from outside the palace.

"Hm?" Qin Feiyang’s brow furrowed.

Simultaneously, the expressions of Qin Yue and Qin Xi changed. They promptly rushed out to stand by the doorway, greeting reverentially, "Your servants greet His Highness, the Eldest Prince."

Before the palace lay a vast garden. On a winding path, a young man wearing a golden crown and a golden robe was striding purposefully toward them.

He stood approximately 1.75 meters tall, appeared to be around eighteen or nineteen years old, and walked with a swagger, his expression full of arrogance.

This man was Qin Feiyang’s older brother, the current Eldest Prince of the empire.

A eunuch trailed behind the Eldest Prince, his face wearing an ingratiating smile.

Behind them, four guards in golden armor followed, their auras imposing.

The Eldest Prince arrived at the palace entrance, looked at Qin Yue and Qin Xi, and asked, "Has my fourteenth brother awakened yet?"

"The Fourteenth Prince has just awakened, and he’s still very weak. Your Highness, if you have any matters, could you please discuss them at a later time?" Qin Yue said respectfully, lowering her head, a trace of worry in her eyes.

"Awake?" The Eldest Prince was taken aback. His expression instantly darkened as he snapped angrily, "What do you mean by that? I am his own elder brother. Would I harm him?"

Qin Yue’s body shuddered. She quickly knelt, trembling with fear. "This servant did not mean to offend Your Highness. Please forgive me, Eldest Prince."

"A lowly servant dares to block my way? You’re courting death! Get out of the way!" the Eldest Prince shouted, his eyes filled with utter contempt.

Qin Yue didn’t move. Still kneeling, she said anxiously, "Your Highness, the Fourteenth Prince is very weak right now and truly cannot be disturbed..."

"Still blocking my way? You’re seeking death!" The Eldest Prince’s face instantly turned extremely grim. He bellowed, "Drag her away and feed her to the dogs!"

The four golden-armored guards immediately stepped forward, seized Qin Yue and Qin Xi, and prepared to drag them away.

"I’d like to see who dares touch them!"

Just then, an icy voice rang out from within the palace.

Following this, Qin Feiyang, draped in a golden cape, slowly walked out.

"Greetings, Your Highness, the Fourteenth Prince." The eunuch accompanying the Eldest Prince and the four guards immediately knelt and bowed respectfully.

Simultaneously, the Eldest Prince was sizing up Qin Feiyang, as if observing something.

Qin Feiyang ignored him, walked to the doorway, and looked at Qin Yue and Qin Xi. "Both of you, get up."

"Yes." The two women fearfully glanced at the Eldest Prince, then rose and stood respectfully behind Qin Feiyang.

Gazing at Qin Feiyang’s back, they suddenly had a strange feeling. The Fourteenth Prince now seems somewhat different from before. It’s as if he has a newfound composure and sharpness.

Qin Feiyang looked at the Eldest Prince. "Are you looking for me?" he asked coolly.

The Eldest Prince chuckled. "My dear fourteenth brother, the wind outside is strong. You’ve just awakened; if you catch a cold, Father Emperor will surely blame me, your elder brother. Let’s talk inside!"

Qin Feiyang said, "My place is too small to accommodate such an eminent presence as yours. If you have something to say, say it here!"

The Eldest Prince’s face stiffened, a cold glint flashing in his eyes, but he smiled. "Actually, it’s nothing important. I just came to show some concern for my fourteenth brother’s injuries."

A mocking smile touched Qin Feiyang’s lips. "You? So kind?"

"Fourteenth brother, believe it or not, what happened three days ago was truly an accident on my part."

"I sincerely apologize to you and hope that you won’t hold a grudge," the Eldest Prince said, cupping his hands in a salute, his face full of sincerity.

Qin Feiyang said, "Let the past be the past. Besides, my skills were inferior. I can’t blame you."

"Hearing you say that, fourteenth brother, I can finally breathe a sigh of relief. Alright, rest well and recover. I have other matters to attend to, so I won’t disturb you any longer," the Eldest Prince said with a laugh.

"I won’t see you out," Qin Feiyang said.

The Eldest Prince chuckled, flicked his wide sleeves, and then led the eunuch and the four guards away, striding off.

Qin Yue whispered, "Your Highness, you must be careful. The Eldest Prince won’t let this go so easily."

Qin Xi nodded. "Yes. He said he came to show concern, but he actually wanted to see if you were dead."

"I know."

Only if I’m dead will I no longer be a threat to his position. Qin Feiyang sneered. Then, looking at the two women, he said, "You may go about your duties. I’d like to be alone for a while."

"Yes." The two women responded respectfully and turned to leave.

Qin Feiyang also stepped forward and walked towards the garden.