I, the Infamous Heir, Conquered the Crown Prince’s Consort from the Start - Chapter 3:

Chapter 3: Fiancée? The Empire’s Number One Female Killing God!

Swish!

Chu Feng’s expression changed drastically.

The old man before him was none other than his predecessor’s grandfather… the Northern Suppression King who shook the Great Qian Empire, Chu Tianyuan.

That ferocious wolf-toothed mace carried a howling gust of wind as it came crashing straight toward his skull, the force of it stinging his cheeks.

The old man clearly intended to smash this useless grandson to death in one strike!

However, at the very moment the spike-covered mace head was about to touch his scalp…

Thud!

With a dull sound, Chu Feng dropped heavily to his knees, smashing down onto the cold stone floor in a solid, unwavering kneel.

“Grandfather, your grandson was wrong!”

The entire courtyard fell into a deathly silence.

Chu Tianyuan’s raised mace froze midair. The veins on his arm trembled slightly as he stared wide-eyed at the grandson kneeling before him, his aged face filled with shock.

This brat… actually knew how to kneel and admit fault?

The surrounding servants were even more stunned, as if they had seen a ghost. Some subconsciously rubbed their eyes, while others didn’t even notice when the broom in their hands fell to the ground with a dull clatter.

The young master actually knelt?

Had the sun risen from the west today, or was the manor about to collapse?

“Speak! Why are you suddenly so obedient today? Did you cause some catastrophic trouble outside again?”

Chu Tianyuan snapped back to his senses, glaring fiercely. Though the mace didn’t come down, his tone carried deep exhaustion and helplessness.

The old man’s eyes are sharp… he even saw through that?

Chu Feng muttered inwardly, not daring to show a trace of it on his face.

Sleeping with the Crown Prince’s Consort… that was something he could never admit. He truly feared the old man might collapse on the spot from rage.

He quickly got up from the ground and hurried over, grabbing Chu Tianyuan’s arm with a sincere expression. “Grandfather, what are you thinking? Your grandson truly regrets his past!”

“Father and my two uncles have just sacrificed themselves for the empire. Our Northern Suppression King’s Manor is already on the brink. If I continue to act like before, would I still be human?”

“You brat…” Chu Tianyuan narrowed his cloudy eyes, looking him up and down suspiciously. “Did your head get slammed by a door, or were you possessed? Why do you seem like a completely different person?”

Chu Feng’s lips twitched.

It seemed his predecessor’s useless reputation had truly sunk deep into everyone’s bones.

He could only put on a serious face, almost swearing to the heavens, “Grandfather, I’ve truly come to my senses! From now on, I will turn over a new leaf and restore the glory of our manor!”

“Sigh…”

Chu Tianyuan let out a long sigh and waved his hand. “Forget it. As long as you stop causing trouble, that’s enough for me. After seven days, when you and Nihuang are married, I can finally rest easy.”

“Nihuang? Marriage?”

Chu Feng froze slightly as a name surfaced from the depths of his memory.

Xiao Nihuang!

The granddaughter of Duke Xiao, ranked first among the Four Great Dukes of the Great Qian Empire. Her beauty could topple nations, placing her among the top three on the empire’s beauty list.

But what made her truly famous was another title…

The Empire’s Number One Female Killing God!

Duke Xiao had spent his life on the battlefield. After losing his son early, he raised this only granddaughter as his heir.

Thus, Xiao Nihuang grew up in the military camp. She followed armies into battle in her teens, and at the age of twenty, she led 50,000 troops alone to repel the invasion of multiple western nations, even annihilating 200,000 enemy soldiers from ten countries!

That battle left corpses piled like mountains and rivers of blood flowing, cementing her terrifying reputation across the empire.

And now… this female killing god was his fiancée.

After recalling everything, Chu Feng frowned slightly and quickly said, “Grandfather, Father and my uncles have only just passed. Isn’t it inappropriate to hold a wedding at a time like this?”

“There’s nothing inappropriate about it!” Chu Tianyuan said firmly. “Now that your father and the others are gone, the one I worry about most is you.”

“This old body of mine won’t be able to protect you for long. If Nihuang becomes your wife, she will be able to keep you safe in the future.”

“Cough… cough cough!”

Before he could finish, Chu Tianyuan suddenly coughed violently. His already pale face flushed with an abnormal redness.

“Grandfather, what’s wrong?” Chu Feng’s heart tightened.

“Your grandfather has been poisoned by fire toxin. It has already seeped into his bones,” Yao Ji’s voice echoed in his mind. “Combined with the countless hidden injuries from his years of battle, his body has long been hollowed out. I’m afraid… he doesn’t have many days left.”

“Fire toxin?”

Chu Feng’s pupils shrank sharply as he urgently asked in his mind, “Yao Ji, do you have a way to save him?”

“The little bit of strength I had left was just used to improve your physique. I can’t help anymore,” Yao Ji replied. “To save him, you would need a powerhouse at or above the Profound Comprehension Realm to forcibly expel the toxin, along with rare treasures capable of restoring vitality. Only then might there be a slim chance.”

“Profound Comprehension Realm…”

Chu Feng’s expression changed.

That level of existence was even rarer than a Great Grandmaster. In the entire Great Qian Empire, only the royal family or top-tier sects might possess such experts.

“It’s nothing. Just an old ailment.”

Chu Tianyuan waved his hand, catching his breath before continuing, “Right. The capital hasn’t been peaceful lately. I’ve found a guard for you. From now on, she will stay by your side at all times.”

As soon as he finished speaking, a shadow appeared silently.

The newcomer wore tight black attire. Her long hair was tied high, her features delicate, yet her expression cold as ice. Her eyes were sharp and chilling, like blades dipped in frost.

She knelt on one knee and cupped her fists toward Chu Tianyuan, “Greetings, Your Highness!”

“Leng Yue, from today onward, you are the heir’s personal guard. You must ensure his safety at all costs,” Chu Tianyuan said solemnly.

“Understood,” Leng Yue replied concisely.

This girl looks impressive… but just her alone protecting me?

Chu Feng sized her up and curled his lips slightly.

“You brat, don’t underestimate her!” Chu Tianyuan glared at him. “Leng Yue is a Grandmaster!”

“Grandmaster?!”

Chu Feng was stunned.

Damn… a Grandmaster at such a young age?

In the Great Qian Empire, Grandmasters were figures capable of founding their own sects. Most were aged monsters well past fifty. Yet this woman before him looked barely in her early twenties.

“This girl’s physique is quite good,” Yao Ji suddenly said, her tone turning playful. “Little brother, I’ll pass you another supreme technique. If you can take her down, your strength will grow by leaps and bounds.”

“What technique?”

Before he could finish speaking, a beam of light shot out from the Heaven-Burying Coffin and merged into Chu Feng’s soul.

Yin-Yang Creation Art!

A vast stream of information exploded within his mind.

After reading it, Chu Feng’s expression became extremely strange. This technique… doesn’t seem very proper…

“What do you mean improper? This is a top-tier dual cultivation technique I obtained by chance! Unfortunately, I only have a remnant soul left, so I can’t use it. Otherwise, I wouldn’t be giving it to you,” Yao Ji snorted.

“Dual cultivation… so it’s actually real?”

Chu Feng’s eyes lit up as his gaze subconsciously drifted toward Leng Yue’s well-proportioned figure.

“What are you looking at!” Chu Tianyuan smacked the back of his head. “Behave yourself! Don’t get any ideas about Leng Yue, or I’ll break your legs!”

“Of course not! Even a rabbit doesn’t eat the grass near its own burrow!” Chu Feng immediately withdrew his gaze, putting on a righteous face, though inwardly he added, not eating would be a waste.

After giving a few more instructions, Chu Tianyuan left, looking weary.

Watching the old man’s unsteady figure, the frivolity in Chu Feng’s eyes gradually faded.

He turned to the steward beside him, Uncle Fu, and asked, “Uncle Fu, what exactly is the fire toxin in my grandfather’s body?”

Uncle Fu stiffened. Shock flashed in his eyes, clearly not expecting the young master to know about it.

His lips trembled before he spoke in a low voice, “Young Master, it happened on the same night your father and the others met their accident. A mysterious expert broke into the manor, attempting to assassinate the king.”

“The king fought him fiercely and drove him away, but he was poisoned by the fire toxin during the battle.”

The same night?

Such a coincidence?

Chu Feng’s eyes instantly turned sharp.

In his previous life as the ruler of the western dark world, he had seen countless conspiracies. His father and uncles were ambushed on the battlefield, while his grandfather was attacked and poisoned in the capital at the same time. This chain of events was far too deliberate to be coincidence.

Even his own entanglement with the Crown Prince’s Consort was likely part of this larger scheme.

The goal… was to destroy the entire Northern Suppression King’s Manor.

As for the mastermind…

A cold glint flashed across Chu Feng’s eyes.

He suddenly turned, looking at the upright Leng Yue. The laziness of a wastrel had completely vanished from his voice, replaced by bone-chilling coldness.

“Leng Yue.”

“Come with me. We’re going to kill.”