My Wife Turns Out to be an Empress of the Dynasty
Chapter 823 - 823: Qingfeng Was Already Prepared

The Third Elder, Guisha, couldn't help but urge impatiently, but all he got in return was a cold glance from Qingfeng.

"Young Lord is still in his hands!"

Before arriving here, the Lord of Xuanyuan Clan had already given strict orders.

Ensuring the safety of Young Lord Xuanyuan was Qingfeng's top priority, so he dared not act recklessly.

"If we don't take him down, how else can we save the Young Lord?"

Qingfeng completely ignored Guisha and kept his eyes fixed on Gu Lan.

"State your terms!"

This man wasn't acting arrogant right off the bat, which left Gu Lan quite satisfied.

Casting a cold glance at Qingfeng, Gu Lan slowly spoke.

"My demand is simple: Xuanyuan Clan must never invade again. Otherwise, don't blame me for showing no mercy!"

"I can't decide on this matter—it requires the Lord of the clan's decision!"

Even though Qingfeng was an elder in the Xuanyuan Clan, this was beyond his authority.

To agree to Gu Lan's terms, the Lord of Xuanyuan Clan would have to give the order.

Without the Lord's consent, Qingfeng couldn't make any promises.

Guisha, who had already run out of patience, acted just as Qingfeng and Gu Lan were speaking.

With a wave of his palm, dozens of blood-red energy beams shot out.

"Enough talk—let's deal with him first and rescue the Young Lord afterward!"

This sudden attack caught both Gu Lan and Qingfeng by surprise.

The strike was fast, but Gu Lan dodged it effortlessly.

Retreating dozens of feet, Gu Lan brandished his Hongmeng Sword and slashed.

"So this is the sincerity of the Xuanyuan Clan? How utterly surprising!"

As his true energy surged, thousands of sword lights coalesced in the sky.

The strike shattered the surrounding space upon impact.

Faced with the incoming power, Guisha sneered with disdain.

"What are you waiting for?"

"If we don't strike together, neither of us will get out of here alive!"

Hearing his icy words, Qingfeng frowned deeply, his expression darkening.

These two were no pushovers, and if they joined forces, Gu Lan's sword light was quickly shattered.

The two elders launched continuous attacks, their strikes breaking the sword shadows into countless pieces.

But Gu Lan wasn't the least bit surprised—he knew full well their capabilities.

Still, Gu Lan had no intention of engaging them head-on.

With a wave of his sword, two figures appeared from the imperial palace.

Young Lord Xuanyuan looked pained, his face full of distress.

The moment he saw Qingfeng, he immediately called out.

"Save me!"

Gu Lan chuckled coldly and took a step back, moving to stand beside Xue Lengyan.

Xue Lengyan, understanding the situation, immediately withdrew her hand.

Gu Lan grabbed Young Lord Xuanyuan by the throat, applying just enough pressure to turn his face bright red.

"Well, gentlemen, are you sure you want to continue fighting?"

Young Lord Xuanyuan struggled painfully in his grip, and Qingfeng stopped his actions at once.

But Guisha showed no intention of retreating, his eyes radiating a murderous aura.

"You'd better release the Young Lord, or we'll make sure you die a horrible death!"

Gu Lan scoffed at his threats.

He held all the cards—there was no way he'd be intimidated.

"Oh, really? Then I'd like to see you try."

"But I can guarantee that before either of you make a move, I'll make sure he dies first!"

Faced with Gu Lan's icy words, Young Lord Xuanyuan was already trembling with fear.

He knew Gu Lan wasn't bluffing.

Just as Guisha was about to act, Qingfeng stopped him abruptly.

"The Lord has ordered that the Young Lord's safety must be ensured!"

Qingfeng's expression turned grim. Before he could finish speaking, Guisha leaned closer and whispered.

"That arrogant Young Lord—do you really want to…"

He didn't finish the sentence, but the meaning was clear. A chilling glint flashed in his eyes.

He stared at Qingfeng intently, blood-red energy flickering from the hand behind his back.

Today, he intended to see how Qingfeng would choose.

"We must prioritize the Young Lord's safety!" Qingfeng said coldly.

Guisha let out a mocking laugh.

"You're just as useless as the others!"

With that, he struck with his palm at lightning speed, aiming directly for Qingfeng's face.

But what he didn't expect was that Qingfeng was already prepared.

With a quick sidestep, Qingfeng avoided the attack and countered with a sword strike, piercing Guisha's shoulder.

"Hiss…"

"You dare attack me?"

Guisha staggered back a few steps, his eyes burning with fury.

"Why save him? He may be the Young Lord, but his power is nothing compared to ours!"

"If he becomes the clan leader, do you think our lives will be better?"

Guisha's words weren't entirely wrong. Young Lord Xuanyuan was indeed arrogant and often caused trouble.

If he became the clan leader, their problems would only increase.

"The moment he becomes the leader, it'll be a disaster for Xuanyuan Clan. Look at the losses we've already suffered because of him!"

Guisha revealed his ambition, leaving Qingfeng momentarily stunned.

"You want to take the Young Lord's place? That ambition makes you unfit to remain!"

Qingfeng's stance was clear. His sword trembled, and tens of thousands of sword lights burst forth.

The sudden infighting between the two elders caught Gu Lan off guard.

With an amused smirk, he withdrew his sword shadows.

"It seems they don't intend for you to live."

Turning to glance coldly at Young Lord Xuanyuan, Gu Lan couldn't resist taunting him.

"Stop wasting breath, or I'll kill you!"

Held firmly in Gu Lan's grip, the Young Lord couldn't muster the strength to struggle.

Although Qingfeng had unleashed his power, he hesitated to strike.

After all, they were both from the Xuanyuan Clan, and he found it hard to make the decisive move.

"If you stop now, it's not too late. I promise the clan leader won't hear about this!"

"There's no chance!" Guisha sneered, his blood-red energy surging.

Without waiting further, Guisha transformed into a sea of blood shadows, his overwhelming power darkening the sky.

"Today, you die, and the Young Lord dies with you!"

Even without Gu Lan's involvement, Guisha had already planned to kill the Young Lord.

In a twisted way, Gu Lan's actions had merely helped him along.

Faced with the incoming attack, Qingfeng sighed helplessly.

Raising his sword, he unleashed tens of thousands of sword lights, scattering the blood shadows with a thunderous impact.

"Courting death!"

In a flash, Qingfeng appeared behind Guisha, striking with his sword.

"Hiss…"

The clash of swords echoed, and Guisha retreated, clutching his wounds in pain.

"You!"

His face contorted with rage, his entire body enveloped in blood energy.

"Impressive power, Qingfeng Elder—you've been keeping up with your cultivation!"

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