"Brother Yi, something came up unexpectedly, and I was unable to keep our appointment on time. Please forgive my lateness!"

In the bustling Phoenix Perch Pavilion, a dashing young man dressed in black robes stepped inside. His sharp eyes swept over the many prodigies at the banquet before settling on Yi Canglan, who was sitting next to Feng Bingwen.

"You've finally arrived!"

Yi Canglan stood up with a happy expression, and then introduced Feng Bingwen beside him.

"Brother Feng, this is a good friend I made after arriving in Xianyang City, Zhao An."

"The Emperor's son?"

Feng Bingwen looked at the heroic young man, a strange look in his eyes. He was not a cultivator, but a martial artist. Even though he had restrained his surging blood energy, there was still a burning sensation emanating from him, as if he were facing a blazing furnace.

He was all too familiar with the aura emanating from this young man. He had just met the current Emperor of Qin. Although there was a world of difference in their strength, their bloodline was the same.

"Brother Zhao, this is the Supreme Daoist Master!"

After introducing him to Feng Bingwen, Yi Canglan then introduced him to Zhao An.

“Brother Yi, there’s no need for further words. I heard about the story of the current Supreme Daoist before I left. He attained enlightenment while gazing at Xianyang City from afar, which truly amazed me. It has been a long time since I have seen such an outstanding cultivator. After the banquet, I wonder if Daoist Feng would be willing to exchange a few words with me?”

The young man laughed loudly, displaying his heroic spirit. However, after a few words, he directly challenged Feng Bingwen to a battle, showing no restraint because of his status as the Supreme Daoist. Rather, it was precisely because of this status that his fighting spirit was ignited.

"That is exactly what I wish for."

Feng Bingwen responded with a smile.

"good!"

Zhao An shouted loudly, his excitement evident on his face. He looked like a straightforward and honest martial artist with no guile. He picked up the wine cup and walked up to Feng Bingwen.

"I like your personality. If you don't mind, we can be friends today!"

"To have the emperor's son as a friend is something many would covet, so who would look down on it?"

Feng Bingwen picked up the wine cup in front of him, stood up, and returned the toast with a smile.

"What imperial prince or not, it's just an empty title. I was just born better and was lucky enough to have the surname Zhao. I don't have anything more than others."

Zhao An patted Feng Bingwen on the shoulder, his demeanor extremely casual.

"If you consider me a friend, you don't need to call me the Emperor's Son. Just treat me as an ordinary martial artist. Even if you call me a martial arts barbarian, I'll be happy."

"Then I won't be polite!"

Feng Bingwen raised an eyebrow.

When making friends, the most important thing is to be of equal status and strength. Even if there is a gap, it should not be too large, otherwise all your efforts will be in vain, and you may even become a laughing stock.

The reason why this Zhao imperial prince is so easygoing is mainly because of his status as the Supreme Daoist. During this gathering, none of the other geniuses from various sects paid any attention to him, or even glanced at him, which shows his arrogance and domineering nature.

"Come on, come on!"

Zhao An laughed loudly and simply sat down at Feng Bingwen's table, chatting and laughing with Yi Canglan and the other two. This was extremely impolite, but no one present said anything, no one would be so tactless.

"Brother Feng, this fine wine is becoming increasingly bland and tasteless!"

After chatting for only a short while, the prince spoke to Feng Bingwen.

"What a coincidence! I also think this fruit is becoming increasingly tasteless, like chewing wax!"

"Then our lips and tongues truly have a tacit understanding!"

Zhao An smiled.

"Brother Yi, there must be a place for sparring in this Phoenix Perch Pavilion, right?"

"nature!"

Fengqi Tower is one of the most famous restaurants in Xianyang City. Its base is the root of a dead phoenix tree. Legend has it that long ago, a phoenix landed here, bringing auspicious energy and giving rise to many wonders.

Those who frequent the restaurant are not ordinary people, so conflicts are inevitable. After all, the Qin Dynasty is known for its martial spirit and fierce people. However, the strict laws restrain any random acts of violence. If you want to fight, you can only do so in a specific place. Otherwise, you will be subject to the Qin law.

Therefore, in no time, Feng Bingwen and Zhao An were standing on a vast swamp. The two were still in the Phoenix Perch Pavilion, and this swamp was a martial arts arena specially set up by the owners of the Phoenix Perch Pavilion.

It was created using the method of creating Mount Sumeru in a mustard seed. From the outside, it appears as a small pavilion, but once inside, it is a universe of infinite mysteries, specially prepared for guests like them who suddenly feel like competing and exchanging skills.

"Brother Feng, let me make this clear from the start: when I spar with someone, I never hold back. Anyone who is slightly weaker than me will not get the better of me; at most, they will only be spared their life."

As Feng Bingwen faced the imperial prince, pondering how much force to exert and to what extent to beat him, he heard the imperial prince speak loudly, his arrogance undisguised.

"Isn't this a coincidence? What I hate most when sparring with others is holding back. If I'm not careful, I might take someone's life. That would be unpleasant. I wonder if Brother Zhao would allow me to have a good time?"

"Hahaha, I've decided to be your friend. Come on, hit me here. Beat me to death, kill me or maim me, it's all on me, it has nothing to do with you."

Zhao An laughed loudly, spread his arms, and then pointed to his own cheek. His arrogant posture made Feng Bingwen not hesitate at all. He took out an object from his body, and without even looking at it, threw it at Zhao An.

winter!

A beam of jade light flew smoothly across the swamp and then struck the face of the current emperor's son with precision. The sound of flesh and bone being crushed by the impact was chilling, and along with the sound of falling into the water, a panicked voice rang out.

"Your Highness! Your Highness! Protect the Emperor! Protect the Emperor at once!"

However, a eunuch who was watching the battle shouted loudly. There were many people watching the battle from the sidelines. In addition to the many human prodigies who were feasting together, many guests who were feasting in Phoenix Perch Tower also came over, because this place was not a private place and was open to all guests.

"What are you protecting? Get out of my way! Anyone who dares to come near me, I'll punish them!"

Ripples spread across the water, and the lake surface suddenly exploded. A figure enveloped in dark martial arts true energy soared into the sky like an angry dragon. He stood in the air, the scorching water vapor making his figure appear hazy and indistinct, yet his aura was both divine and demonic.

"Brother Zhao, are you alright?"

Even though he was locked onto by several extremely terrifying auras, Feng Bingwen's expression did not change. Instead, he calmly reached out and recalled the object he had just thrown out. It was a square jade seal engraved with dragon and phoenix seal script. It was the array hub that could control the Zhanmeng Islands. Feng Bingwen had just thrown it out as a magic weapon.

"Deceiving Emperor Kangxi"

"You are very good!"

The Great Qin Emperor's son, whose face showed no sign of abnormality, looked at Feng Bingwen and laughed. No one had ever dared to deal with him like this before. Feng Bingwen was the first person to take the initiative and knock him down in a fight, almost like a sneak attack.

"Of course I'm fine!"

Feng Bingwen didn't care at all about provoking the emperor's anger. The fact that the Five Elements Heavenly Wheel in his body had been stunned by the Qin emperor, and the emperor's subsequent reaction, gave him plenty of confidence. Even in Xianyang City of Qin, he didn't need to fear anyone, nor did he need to compromise. He didn't need anyone backing him up.

boom!

Zhao An didn't respond to Feng Bingwen at all, because at this moment, his fist was the best response. It was hard to describe the speed he unleashed in that instant. All that could be seen was the air exploding like thunder, and the arc of electricity that streaked through the air. The still calm lake surface was also churned up with towering waves.

"So fast!"

Feng Bingwen only had time to form such a thought before the Emperor's fist rapidly enlarged before his eyes. However, he had struck first and had maintained full concentration since then, so how could he be slapped in the face now?

Snap!

Feng Bingwen pointed his fingers like a sword, using only two fingers to block the fist that the Emperor's son was swinging. Then, in his dantian, the golden core that shone like the sun spun slightly, and endless thunder burst forth from it.

Primordial Five Elements Annihilation Spirit Thunder!

The violent power of thunder was raging, but it was not enough to suppress a prince who had been nurtured with massive resources since childhood. He was a martial artist.

With sufficient resources and willpower, martial arts cultivation can reach an extremely terrifying level, and this is not a problem for Zhao An.

After a martial artist reaches the Innate Realm, they use the power of Heavenly Gang and Earthly Fiends to temper their body and forge a martial arts physique. The pain they endure is even worse than being slowly sliced ​​to death. The most apt description is that the pain penetrates to the bone marrow. The mere power of lightning is simply not enough to disturb the will of a martial artist in the Limitless Realm.

However, Feng Bingwen, who also practiced martial arts, never expected to achieve any remarkable results with just a lightning technique. He knew how terrifying martial artists' willpower could be; intense pain would not weaken their will but would instead excite them even more.

Whoosh!

Five-colored divine light rose from behind Feng Bingwen. The five directions and five elements of the Tai Xuan divine light, the divine power talisman engraved in his golden core, had become one of his fundamental divine powers. After his cultivation breakthrough, its power underwent a tremendous change.

When the divine light rose, it was vast and mighty, threatening to fill the sky and obscure the surrounding area. Zhao An, who was targeted by the divine light, felt as if the heavens were about to collapse. However, he was fearless and undeterred, raising his hand and throwing a punch.

"break!"

"Chance!"

Upon seeing this, Feng Bingwen's eyes flashed with a sharp light. He casually drew a Xuan Yin Killing Sword from the ancient sword tower that was being nurtured in his dantian. His figure moved silently and seamlessly, merging into the divine light that filled the sky. When he reappeared, he was behind Zhao An. Before the imperial prince could react, Feng Bingwen had already plunged the sword into his waist.

puff!

A stream of bright red blood gushed from the Emperor's waist, and the scorching blood even caused Feng Bingwen, who was splashed with a few drops, to feel a burning pain.

"you……"

Zhao An turned his head and angrily shot at Feng Bingwen. He never expected that the famous Taoist priest would resort to such despicable means in a martial arts competition.

"What did I do?"

Looking at the raging anger in the young man's eyes, Feng Bingwen felt no remorse for doing anything wrong. He pulled out another sword and stabbed it mercilessly into the prince's body once more.

In any case, martial artists at this level have reached an extremely terrifying level of vitality. They can easily regenerate severed limbs. Being stabbed a few times is not a big deal. It's just like a mortal getting a scrape. They can heal easily with some rest, even if it hurts a bit.

Pfft!

The chilling aura and domineering sword energy released by the two killing swords that pierced through his body were too much for even the imperial prince to bear. Fortunately, he was a pure-blooded human and had no alien blood in his body. Otherwise, if the characteristics of these two killing swords since their forging were triggered, his body would probably have been torn into pieces of flesh and bone.

"Your Highness, this is a life-or-death battle. You've never been on a battlefield before, have you?"

Feng Bingwen's tone was tinged with surprise, as if he were offering a well-intentioned reminder. However, to Zhao An, it was full of sarcasm. How could a human from a peaceful land like Donghua Continent dare to mock him, a prince from the borderlands of the human race, for never having been on the battlefield!

This is intolerable!

"I have personally slain more demons than you have ever seen in your entire life!"

At that moment, a blood-red dragon truly rose up beside Zhao An. Amidst the stirring roar of the dragon, a powerful and domineering martial arts aura erupted. Seeing that the situation was not right, Feng Bingwen reached out and grabbed the two killing swords, then withdrew and retreated.

"kill!"

The prince had no desire to communicate with Feng Bingwen. As soon as Feng Bingwen retreated, he gave chase. However, it was unclear when, but he had already put on a suit of armor.

"trouble!"

Seeing the prince layering armor on himself, Feng Bingwen also felt a little troubled. His dragon armor was still under repair, so he didn't bring it with him on this trip. But fortunately, he didn't lack magic weapons... oh, no, he didn't lack supernatural powers.

"wind!"

Feng Bingwen raised his hand and pointed, and a gale howled. With his innate Five Elements Dao Body, he was most skilled at using great supernatural powers of the Five Elements, which he did with ease and composure.

He was now fully demonstrating the characteristics of his physique. The five elements magic and supernatural powers were displayed in his hands as if they were free, with earth, wind, water, fire, rain, thunder, and lightning, almost without stopping for a moment.

The vast arena also allowed Feng Bingwen to easily use his escape techniques to engage in a tug-of-war with the Emperor's son. To onlookers, the Emperor's son looked quite disheveled at this moment!

"A naturally formed Five Elements Dao Body! Truly impressive!"

However, the prince, who appeared extremely disheveled to outsiders, was far from being as angry or resentful as others imagined. He even had the leisure to comment on every magical spell that struck him and caused harm to his body.

"Seventeenth Sister, what do you think? Your brother has really gone through a lot of trouble to help you test your future husband. You have to share some of Father's reward with me!"

---Aside---

I was numb, so I subtly asked the doctor who prescribed the medicine how long I needed to take the medicine to pass the stones. He subtly hinted that I also had kidney deficiency and told me not to think that two or three prescriptions would fix it. Damn it!