Rebirth of Jinxuan

As soon as Qingfeng finished speaking, the doors of the Alchemy Hall burst open, and dozens of disciples filed out, quickly lining up at the entrance. Each of them had a solemn expression and an imposing presence.

Clearly, they had received news that Master Qingfeng was meeting with royal guests, and came out specifically to lend their support.

In contrast, the young prince brought very few guards, making him appear exceptionally weak.

Xue Liang's expression changed, and he pointed at Qing Feng angrily, shouting, "Qing Feng! Are you trying to rebel?! How dare you mobilize so many people without authorization!"

Qingfeng sneered, "Lord Xue is joking. It was just routine training for my alchemy hall disciples. How did it become a rebellion? But Lord Xue, you came here with the young prince in a very aggressive manner. May I ask what brings you here?" He waved his hand, signaling the disciples to disperse, "Go back and do what you were doing."

Upon hearing this, the disciples did not leave immediately, but instead pointed and whispered among themselves at Xue Liang and the young prince's group.

"Oh, so this is the little prince? He doesn't look particularly special."

"Exactly! They dare to come to our Alchemy Hall and cause trouble with so few people. Aren't they afraid of biting off more than they can chew!"

"I think it was Lord Xue who instigated it, wasn't it? With his arrogant and domineering nature..."

As the disciples dispersed, they deliberately amplified their voices, and their sarcastic remarks drifted into Xue Liang and the young prince's ears, each word clear and each sentence piercing their hearts.

Xue Liang was so angry that his face turned ashen. He pointed at his departing disciples, his lips trembling, unable to utter a word.

Hua Heng's face also darkened, and his gaze shot towards Qing Feng like a knife. "Qing Feng, is this how you discipline your subordinates?"

Qingfeng seemed not to have heard, slightly turning his body to reveal a tall and imposing figure behind him, and said calmly, "Lord Xue, young prince, who is this...?"

Xue Liang was so angry that his face turned red and his neck bulged, and he trembled all over. He pointed at Qing Feng's nose but couldn't utter a complete sentence for a long time.

Although he held the position of Director of the Department, he dared not be too presumptuous in front of Qingfeng, the Hall Master, on the territory of the Alchemy Hall.

He could only glare fiercely at Qingfeng, then give the whispering alchemy hall disciples around him a vicious look, secretly keeping this score in mind.

Although the young prince Hua Heng was young, he was used to being pampered and had never been ridiculed like this before.

His face flushed red, and he was about to lash out, but Qingfeng's nonchalant attitude left him speechless.

What could he say?

Is it true that the disciples of the Alchemy Hall are committing insubordination?

But those disciples were just making sarcastic remarks, without any real accusations.

Is it said that Qingfeng was not disciplined properly?

Qingfeng had already made a show of reprimanding his disciples, and the disciples had "obediently" dispersed.

He couldn't find a suitable reason to vent his anger for a moment.

Hua Heng stomped his feet in anger, flicked his sleeves, and shouted at the magnificent carriage parked by the roadside, "Master! Master! Come out and judge! They're bullying me!" The carriage curtain moved slightly, and a deep voice came from inside the carriage: "Heng'er, calm down. As a prince, you should prioritize the greater good. How can you be so impatient?" Although the voice was not loud, it carried an undeniable authority, and even Xue Liang subconsciously lowered his head upon hearing it.

Qingfeng and Muwei exchanged a glance, both showing surprise.

They didn't even realize there were people inside the carriage!

This person's cultivation level is unfathomable!

“But Master, they…” Hua Heng wanted to argue, but was interrupted by a voice from inside the carriage, “Step back.” Hua Heng gritted his teeth unwillingly, but dared not disobey his master’s order, and could only angrily step aside.

The carriage curtain was slowly lifted, revealing a hand with distinct knuckles resting on the edge of the carriage...

A hand with distinct knuckles rested on the edge of the carriage, and then a man dressed in coarse linen clothes, yet whose noble air was undeniable, stepped out of the carriage.

He looked to be only in his thirties, with a handsome face, deep eyes like the sea, and an innate elegance in every gesture.

This is the "master" the young prince speaks of, and also the true mastermind hidden behind the scenes—Emperor Ling of the current dynasty, Master Wei the Seventh.

Master Wei looked around, his gaze settling on Qingfeng. His tone was calm but tinged with accusation: "Master Qingfeng, is this how you treat your guests? You won't even invite us in for a cup of tea?"

Qingfeng and Muwei were startled; they hadn't realized there was someone else in the carriage at all!

Moreover, this person is actually the current Emperor Ling!

The two quickly and carefully examined Master Wei. Although he was dressed simply, the imposing aura of a superior was not to be ignored.

Qingfeng quickly realized what was happening, put on a smile, and cupped his hands, saying, "So it's Emperor Ling! Forgive my poor eyesight, I failed to greet you properly! Please, please come in!" He made a "please" gesture, but in his heart he was thinking: What brings Emperor Ling to the Alchemy Hall in disguise?

When the young prince Hua Heng saw his master appear, he immediately became smug, puffed out his chest, raised his head, and followed behind Master Wei with an arrogant air.

Xue Liang also quickly straightened his clothes and followed closely behind.

Qingfeng welcomed the group into the alchemy hall.

The alchemy hall disciples who were passing by glanced at the scene casually before continuing with their own business.

In their view, it was common for members of the royal family to come to the alchemy hall to ask for elixirs, and there was nothing to be surprised about.

"Muwei, go and prepare the best tea," Qingfeng instructed, his gaze fixed on Master Wei, trying to discern something from his every move.

Master Wei seemed uninterested in everything around him, following Qingfeng forward without looking to the side.

As he approached the entrance of the council hall, he suddenly stopped, turned to look at Qingfeng, and a meaningful smile appeared on his lips: "Hall Master Qingfeng, I have come here for the Crown Prince..." The crowd filed in and took their seats in the council hall of the Alchemy Hall.

Qingfeng secretly observed Master Wei, whose every move exuded an air of authority that could not be cultivated in ordinary wealthy families.

Could it be...

Is he really Emperor Ling?

Muwei also had doubts and secretly gave Qingfeng a wink.

This coarse linen clothing is probably just an attempt to cover up the truth!

Master Wei glanced at the two men with a half-smile and slowly said, "It seems that you two hall masters have some doubts about my identity?" His tone was calm, but it carried an undeniable authority. "I am Master Wei."

Qingfeng and Muwei felt a sinking feeling in their hearts.

This identity is actually real!

The two quickly knelt down to pay their respects, but their hearts were in turmoil.

Why did Emperor Ling come incognito?

"I have come here for two matters," said Master Wei, stroking the ring on his finger, his gaze deep. "First, to retrieve the Demon King's inner core; second... to seek justice for the Qing family."

Demon King's Inner Core?

The Qing family?

Qingfeng and Muwei exchanged a glance, both seeing shock in each other's eyes.

Both of these events are inextricably linked to the Alchemy Hall.

"As for the Crown Prince..." Master Wei changed the subject, his gaze falling on Qingfeng, "Hall Master Qingfeng doesn't seem surprised by the Crown Prince's assassination attempt?"

Qingfeng's heart skipped a beat, but his face remained calm: "Emperor Ling, we are naturally shocked by the assassination attempt on the Crown Prince. However..." He paused, a hint of doubt in his voice, "This happened in the palace, and we were in the Alchemy Hall, so it is understandable that we were out of touch with the news."

"It makes sense?" Master Wei repeated meaningfully, his eyes piercing. "But I heard that before the Crown Prince was assassinated, he secretly summoned the Qingfeng Hall Master. I wonder if the Hall Master could tell you what the Crown Prince said to you?"

Qingfeng felt a chill run from the soles of his feet straight to the top of his head.

He forced himself to remain calm and was about to speak when he heard Master Wei continue, "Could it be... that the Crown Prince was talking to you about the Qing family?"

Muwei's expression changed drastically, and she subconsciously looked at Qingfeng.

Qingfeng took a deep breath and slowly said, "Emperor Ling, please see the truth..." Before he could finish speaking, Master Wei Qi suddenly raised his hand to interrupt him, "Your judgment? I just want to know the truth." He stood up, walked to Qingfeng, looked down at him, and said in an icy tone, "Hall Master Qingfeng, you'd better think carefully before you speak." The atmosphere suddenly froze, and a suffocating sense of oppression filled the air.

Fine beads of sweat appeared on Qingfeng's forehead. He sensed that a huge storm was about to break...

“Your Majesty, Emperor Ling,” Qingfeng began with difficulty, “your subject…”