Chapter 23: Reborn as a Marquis from Among Enemies (Part 11)

Returning to the Jinghai Marquis's residence
Su Chen was severely injured and unconscious.
Feng Huai'an stayed by Su Chen's side the entire time.
When Su Chen awoke, Feng Huai'an whispered,
"My husband, I want our child to be the most honored person in this kingdom."
She had made up her mind.
She had chosen her husband and child.
Su Chen was overjoyed.
He knew the time was ripe.
The Jinghai Marquis also came to visit Su Chen.
Seeing his beloved grand-disciple assassinated once again, if he hadn't been cautious, he might have only seen a corpse.
"Damn it, I'll lead my troops into the capital! My Jinghai Marquis's residence has never suffered such humiliation in hundreds of years!"
The Jinghai Marquis was enraged. He immediately donned his armor, grabbed his weapons, and summoned his troops to march on the capital.
Su Chen quickly stopped him.
The Jinghai Marquis cultivated the Spirit Communication Technique, breaking through from the seventh to the eighth level of the Spirit Soul Realm in ten years.
However, the main lineage of the capital is the main lineage because
it contains an old monster at the peak of the ninth level of the Spirit Soul Realm.
"Grandfather, this matter must not be acted upon impulsively!"
If Marquis Jinghai were to storm the capital, a single misstep could result in him being surrounded and attacked.
Marquis Jinghai smiled: "I was merely somewhat angry to see my grand-disciple being assassinated, but that doesn't mean I've completely lost my mind."
So, she was trying to comfort him first.
Marquis Jinghai continued: "Chen'er, what are your thoughts?"
Su Chen said earnestly, "Grandfather, after this incident, I've been thinking, will there be a third, a fourth, a fifth assassination attempt? Does every genius from a collateral branch have to live in constant fear of assassination?"
"Why can't the main branch be ours?"
"Are kings and nobles born with a special destiny?"
The Marquis of Jinghai was silent for a moment, then his tone was filled with unprecedented ambition.
"Chen'er, you're right. Are kings and nobles born with a special destiny? If Feng Tianxing can become the head of the branch, why can't I, Feng Jinghai, take that position?"
"With the Spirit Communication Technique, my Jinghai lineage is no less powerful than the Tianxing lineage, not to mention having a prodigy like you, Chen'er. Even those old fogies in the Feng clan will definitely stand by your side."
Su Chen nodded: "Grandpa, what we need to do now is build strong defenses, stockpile resources, and delay declaring ourselves king. The day you break through to the half-step Profound Realm will be the day my Jinghai lineage becomes the main lineage."
With Feng Huai'an and the Marquis of Jinghai as two trump cards,
Su Chen felt his plan had a high success rate.
After agreeing to Su Chen's idea, the Marquis of Jinghai went into seclusion again.
Su Chen could use everything in the Marquis's mansion.
Su Chen immediately grabbed his older brother, older sister, younger brother, and younger sister.
A list appeared in his hand.
Following the list, a head fell to the ground wherever Su Chen went.
Feng Zi'an had never witnessed such a horrific day.
The young man before him seemed like a cold-blooded demon.
He showed no mercy whatsoever.
One by one, familiar heads rolled to the ground.
Su Chen walked up to Feng Zi'an.
He remembered that it was this very man who had tried to make him addicted to trivial things, wasting his cultivation.
Sensing Su Chen's hostile gaze, Feng Zi'an collapsed to the ground with a thud, yellow liquid dripping onto the floor.
"Brother Chen... I really didn't participate in murdering you, you have to believe me."
Feng Zi'an trembled with fear, terrified that his head would fall to the ground along with his younger siblings at any moment.
"I believe Brother Zi'an doesn't have the guts," Su Chen nodded.
Then, he chuckled softly, "But Brother Zi'an, your mother paid a hefty sum to have two assassins at the Spirit Sea Realm involved in this matter."
Feng Zi'an's pupils constricted sharply.
His head then fell to the ground.
A moment later.
Su Chen casually tore the list in his hand to shreds and scattered them on the ground.
The list was nothing more than a fabrication.
Now, he was the only direct descendant of the Marquis of Jinghai's family.
If he became king, his lineage would be the sole king.
If he failed, the Feng family would lose another branch.
......
Twenty years passed in the blink of an eye.
Su Chen's cultivation broke through to the Spirit Soul Realm.
He felt an unprecedented power; an area of ​​several thousand meters within his grasp was entirely under his control, capable of changing the world with a single thought.
He knew that his efforts had not been in vain.
"It's a pity... the potential of this body has been completely exhausted."
Su Chen estimated his lifespan was nearing its end.
If it weren't for the spiritual herbs he'd been relying on all these years, he probably would have been exposed long ago.
Even if he broke through to the Spirit Soul Realm, he could only live for another five or six years at most.
In the past twenty years, the king's actions had become increasingly outrageous.
He began to weaken the collateral branches, reducing the martial arts resources available to them, and more and more collateral branch members were being persecuted.
The other marquisates were also suffering greatly.
Su Chen looked at the jade slip in his hand.
He wrote six characters:
'Purge the court of corrupt officials, quell the national crisis.'
He no longer had time to wait for Marquis Jinghai to break through.
He could only wait a little longer; he didn't know if Marquis Jinghai could even break through to the Half-Step Profound Realm.
He might be the first to die.
He would unite with the other collateral branches and rebel!
If they couldn't destroy the Tianfeng Kingdom, they would cripple it, leaving the afterlife to clean up the mess.
With Feng Huai'an's intervention,
this was quickly accomplished.
In an instant, the Tianfeng Kingdom descended into the most brutal internal strife in its history.
All eight marquises rebelled simultaneously.
No fewer than twenty Spirit Soul Realm experts were involved, including seven of the Tianfeng Kingdom's ten most powerful figures, whose power was rarely seen. Rivers and mountains were littered with corpses.
Su Chen led his army, soaring ever higher.
"Huai'an, what do you think the world will think of me?"
Su Chen, looking at the scenes he had personally created, held Feng Huai'an's hand and asked calmly.
Feng Huai'an smiled: "If my husband is a hero, then he is the restorer of our dynasty."
"If my husband fails, Huai'an will follow him to the depths of hell. Why worry about what the world thinks?"
Su Chen said in a deep voice: "The victor is king, the loser is villain; this is an eternal truth."
Feng Huai'an turned and draped her cloak over Su Chen, saying softly, "In Huai'an's heart, my husband will always be king."
This old married couple... Su Chen felt inexplicably moved.
Su Chen hugged Feng Huai'an.
He murmured in his heart,
'I'm sorry.'
In this life, when he learned of the Jiang family's death in his childhood, there was no turning back.
All he did was to gain more points of rebellion and seek justice for his past life.
The moment he chose to burn his lifespan to accelerate his cultivation,
he was destined to walk a path of no return.
He wasn't a genius comparable to Emperor Taizu, nor a prodigy rivaling Li Shenhua.
He was merely a charlatan who burned through his lifespan, a fraud who stole fame and fortune.
Whether it was worth it, he didn't know.
Right and wrong, he had no interest in distinguishing.
He could only throw himself into the game, gambling against fate.