The Divine Weapon Gifted By Brother-In-Law

The Divine Weapon Gifted By Brother-In-Law . . .

At this moment, Immortal Drunken Wine had already ascended to the Heavenly Dipper Realm. His close ties with Chu Wuwei had bestowed upon him an esteemed status within Chu. However, Bu Xiao, hailing from the Greencloud Imperial Empire, appeared uninterested in granting any reverence to him.

The Greencloud Imperial Empire, backed by the Greencloud Pavilion, paid little heed to low-level Heavenly Dipper Sovereigns like Drunken Wine. Similarly, Dong Yi, a disciple of Misty Peak, a transcendent power, had no inclination to involve himself in Chu's local affairs. But when he witnessed Mo Feng's heartfelt confession to the girl he loved, he couldn't contain himself. He rushed forward, ridiculing Mo Feng as a "toad lusting after the flesh of a heavenly swan" and demanding that Mo Feng kneel in apology. Should Mo Feng refuse, dire consequences awaited the Mo Residence.

The expression on Immortal Drunken Wine's face soured. Beside him stood a beautiful woman, none other than Mu Rou, a teacher from the Emperor Star Academy. She had dropped by for a drink and hadn't anticipated encountering such a situation. The audacity of the Greencloud Imperial Empire continued to escalate. Even the royal clan of Chu had been relegated to insignificance in their eyes, given the Empire's military presence in Chu and its control over ten neighboring countries.

Mo Feng seethed with anger, his entire body trembling. He clutched a long spear gifted to him by Qin Wentian. He couldn't bear to see Dong Yi's threats imperiling his family, sister Qingcheng, brother-in-law, and Mo Yu.

"These matters have nothing to do with my family. It's me who loves Ling Yue, and I won't kneel to you. If you're a man, don't drag others into this. Dare you face me in battle?" Mo Feng pointed his long spear at Dong Yi.

"Mo Feng, leave now," Ling Yue implored, her voice tinged with worry. Facing Dong Yi in combat? It was tantamount to seeking his own death.

"I won't leave," Mo Feng adamantly shook his head. Dong Yi fixed him with a mocking grin. "Challenging me? You're not even worthy. Since you refuse to kneel, you—make him kneel for me."

With those words, a figure dashed toward Mo Feng. It was a Yuanfu Realm expert. His palms unleashed a colossal palm imprint imbued with crushing force. Mo Feng gripped his long spear tightly and channeled astral energy into it, then thrust the spear at the approaching assailant. He shut his eyes, preparing for the worst, aware that he was outmatched.

A brilliant burst of light erupted from the spear's tip, shattering the palm imprint and striking the Yuanfu expert. The opponent was instantly reduced to a lifeless heap on the ground, far beyond recovery. The sudden turn of events left everyone flabbergasted. Mo Feng gazed at the long spear in his hand, trembling with disbelief.

This wasn't his strength alone; it was the power of his divine weapon. The spear possessed incredible potency.

"Hmm?" Dong Yi frowned and instructed another follower. "Deal with him."

The subordinate complied and advanced on Mo Feng, exuding a fearsome, fiery aura. Mo Feng, clutching his long spear, infused it with astral energy frantically. He sensed that his astral energy could activate the divine inscription within the spear, infusing him with unprecedented strength. The divine weapon surged with power, transferring it to Mo Feng.

With a decisive step forward, Mo Feng thrust his long spear once more. A resplendent beam of silvery light, brimming with piercing force, shot forth. His adversary had no time to react before the silvery beam penetrated his body, causing him to slump lifeless onto the ground, yet another fatality.

"This gift from my brother-in-law..." Mo Feng stared dumbfoundedly at the long spear in his hands.

"What an astonishing divine weapon," Mu Rou exclaimed, her voice laced with awe. As she gazed at the weapon, memories of a prodigious talent from her past resurfaced. This genius had achieved remarkable feats in the realm of Divine Inscriptions and had, in a way, reshaped her destiny.

Ling Yue's beautiful eyes sparkled with amazement as she fixed her gaze on Mo Feng. She couldn't help but ask, "Mo Feng, is that truly your divine weapon?"

"My brother-in-law gifted it to me," Mo Feng replied, his revelation leaving Ling Yue utterly astonished. Mo Feng's brother-in-law?

Dong Yi's eyes glittered with greed as he turned to an elderly man nearby and spoke in hushed tones. The old man's eyes gleamed with a sharp intensity as he responded, "Understood, I will acquire it."

With these words, the elderly man advanced, casting a stifling pressure that descended upon Mo Feng. As he took another step, Mo Feng felt his body being forcibly pressed to the ground, rendering him powerless to wield his spear. This old man was a Heavenly Dipper Realm cultivator, and the disparity in their strengths was insurmountable. The mere suppression of his aura was sufficient to immobilize Mo Feng.

"Stop!" Ling Yue cried out, but the old man merely snorted coldly, conjuring a long vine that snaked out and seized the divine spear.

With the weapon securely in his grasp, the old man turned to Dong Yi and remarked, "This is a fourth-ranked divine weapon."

The crowd's hearts quaked. A fourth-ranked divine weapon in the hands of a junior member of Chu? Where could he have obtained such a potent treasure?

"Ling Yue, are you all right?" Ling Yue rushed to Mo Feng's side, helping him sit up. Mo Feng smiled wryly as he spoke to her, "Ling Yue, maybe I won't have the chance to find you in the future."

"No, you will definitely find me," Ling Yue insisted vehemently. "I won't allow them to harm you."

Mo Feng shook his head with a bitter smile. With the Mo Residence in Chu, he couldn't escape on his own. His actions against the Greencloud Imperial Empire spelled disaster for the Mo Clan.

Across the room, Qin Wentian and Mo Qingcheng remained silent observers. It wasn't that they had no desire to intervene, but Qin Wentian believed that Mo Feng had a long journey ahead. To pursue Ling Yue, he had to rely on his own strength. Qin Wentian could certainly resolve his predicament and perhaps even persuade Ling Yue to marry Mo Feng. Nevertheless, ultimately, if Mo Feng lacked the necessary strength, he would lose everything.

Experiencing some pressure wouldn't hurt Mo Feng. As a man, he needed to face genuine challenges to grow.

Mo Feng's earlier actions had impressed Qin Wentian—his determination and sense of responsibility. Mo Feng was bound to become a resilient individual.

"Mo Feng is a fine young man," Mo Qingcheng remarked with a smile. The boy from their past had grown impressively strong.

"Yes, indeed, a remarkable young man," Qin Wentian concurred, nodding. He gently pinched Qin Xin's cheeks as she looked at him with wide, innocent eyes. "Uncle, I heard Daddy say you're very powerful. Some people seem to be bullying Brother over there. Can you help drive them away?"

"Mhm, of course," Qin Wentian replied, his heart warmed by his niece's request. Unbeknownst to anyone in the room, the once-quiet space had attracted the attention of many bystanders, all of whom had shifted their focus to the scene unfolding within.

With a surge of power, the pearl curtains shattered, drawing the astonished gazes of the onlookers. A young man exuded an imposing presence, despite not emitting any discernible aura, while the lady beside him possessed a beauty that could eclipse empires. They cradled a lovely, doll-like child, exuding an air of familial bliss that evoked envy in those who beheld them.

However, Immortal Drunken Wine and Mu Rou found themselves utterly dumbfounded as their gazes fell upon the couple. Earlier, they hadn't paid much attention to this room, but now, Qin Wentian and Mo Qingcheng stood before them as if conjured by fate itself.

"Sis, brother-in-law," Mo Yu's eyes were red from crying. Mo Feng had been bullied, and his clan had been threatened, leaving her feeling utterly helpless. She wished she had heeded her father's advice and warned Mo Feng about the situation. Although Ling Yue was a wonderful girl, it was becoming painfully clear that Mo Feng might not be the right fit for her.

"Is this person Mo Feng's brother-in-law?" Astonishment crossed the faces of many in the room.

Bu Xiao, too, noticed Qin Wentian. Hearing Mo Yu's address, his countenance twisted into an expression of profound displeasure. Sis and brother-in-law?

Yesterday, he had already been perturbed when he spotted Qin Wentian. His lady, Autumn Snow, seemed to share some history with Qin Wentian, and now, he discovered that the woman at Qin Wentian's side was so breathtakingly beautiful that it left him breathless. She outshone the beauty of Autumn Snow in every way.

Was this merely a son of the Wu King? What right did he have to possess such an ethereal beauty as his partner?

"Brother-in-law, I'm so sorry..." Mo Feng apologized, a heavy sense of guilt weighing on his heart. This situation was terribly embarrassing, and he had inadvertently implicated Mo Qingcheng and his brother-in-law.

Ling Yue, standing beside Mo Feng, observed the couple and couldn't help but sigh in admiration. What an enchanting pair they made.

"No need to apologize," Qin Wentian said as he held Mo Yu's hand and walked over to Mo Feng. He ruffled Mo Feng's hair affectionately and smiled. "You did well today, young man."

Mo Feng blinked, bewildered by Qin Wentian's apparent calmness. Wasn't his brother-in-law even a bit nervous?

"Your name is Ling Yue, correct?" Qin Wentian shifted his gaze to Ling Yue and offered a warm smile.

"Yes," Ling Yue replied, feeling an inexplicable surge of confidence when she looked into Qin Wentian's eyes. It was as if his mere presence could effortlessly resolve all the troubles of the day.

"A remarkable young lady. Are you from the Greencloud Pavilion?" Qin Wentian inquired.

Ling Yue nodded. "Yes."

"How are Qian Mengyu and Old Man Gongyang doing these days?" Qin Wentian's question made Ling Yue's expression briefly stiffen. Her beautiful eyes flickered with an enigmatic light. This man was acquainted with Qian Mengyu and Gongyang Hong?