Sovereign’s Great Path

The strange feeling that Teng Yan had when he first saw the little thief was because of this intimacy, a familiarity that was like family.    

Definitely!    

What was going on?    

Teng Yan was at a loss in his mind, but he was even more confused.    

"You get up first."    

His gaze once again fell on the little thief. Seeing that the other party was still kneeling on the ground, tightly hugging his right leg, Teng Yan could not help but ask.    

"I won't!" The little thief said with a determined and stubborn face. If Master doesn't accept me, I won't get up. "    

"Eh …."    

Teng Yan could not help but be startled upon hearing this.    

"You're really not going to get up?"    

Lowering his head, Teng Yan looked at the little thief and asked.    

"No!"    

"Then kneel …"    

"Master!"    

The little thief was stunned when he heard this.    

"This young master will not accept any disciples!"    

Without the slightest hesitation, Teng Yan left behind these words before he pulled apart the little thief's arms that were holding him, and immediately walked into the Teng Family's residence. From start to finish, he did not even glance at the little thief, nor did he give the little thief any chance to act heartlessly.    

"Master!"    

Seeing Teng Yan walk into the Teng Mansion and then disappear from his line of sight, the little thief's dejected voice sounded, and a trace of loneliness flashed through his eyes once again. However, it was only for a short moment. The sense of loss was fleeting, and replacing it was a face of determination.    

"If Master doesn't accept me, I'll kneel down and not rise!"    

The little thief kneeled down and faced the Teng Family Mansion.    

He would never give up!    

Within the Teng Mansion.    

"Husband, how heartless of you."    

Looking at Teng Yan, Qin Feiyue said with a smile.    

Although Qin Feiyue had entered the Teng Mansion from the moment she spoke with Xuanyuan Wudi, she was very clear about everything that had happened outside. After all, she was a 'Saint King' realm expert, and this was not a difficult matter. Regarding the scene just now, Qin Feiyue was naturally very clear of it as well.    

"Heartless?"    

Teng Yan smiled slightly.    

"Isn't it so? Darling actually made such a child kneel. Isn't this heartless?"    

"This young master doesn't have no lack of feelings for Feryue."    

'Shua! '    

With that said, Teng Yan pulled Qin Feiyue into his embrace.    

Suddenly.    

"Ahh!"    

Qin Feiyue could not help but exclaim.    

"Xiyue, you were the one who took the initiative just now. It's now Feng Shui's turn. It should be my turn now, right?" This young master will shake the f * * k class today! " Teng Yan said with a mischievous smile as she hugged Qin Feiyue's delicate body and looked at her beautiful face, while a trace of ambiguity flashed past her eyes.    

"…"    

Qin Feiyue rolled her eyes.    

Three days later.    

In these three days, the entire imperial city was talking about the Zi Yun Empire's Emperor, Xuanyuan Wudi, heading towards the General's Estate and kneeling in worship of Teng Yan. As more and more people discussed, Teng Yan's long history was revealed to the public. The number one villain in the imperial city, marrying the number one beauty, all sorts of deeds were spread like wildfire. When Teng Yan was mentioned, the people within the imperial city would naturally think of that year's number one goddess, Qin Feiyue. There were even rumors that this time, not only the number one evil young master had returned, the goddess had also returned.    

In a short period of time, countless of people headed towards the Teng Family's residence.    

Why?    

She was a goddess.    

Unfortunately, the Teng Family Palace was previously guarded by eight Flame Guards of nine parts of the human body like usual. No one could set foot in the Teng Family, even if they had to jump over walls, because the Elemental Barrier that Qin Feiyue had set up still existed. However, although the people who were heading to Teng Family did not see the 'legendary Goddess', they saw a thirteen or fourteen year old teenager.    

The youth knelt in front of the Teng Family's manor.    

The youth knelt for three days straight.    

However, no one knew why this youth was kneeling in front of the Teng Family's manor.    

Anyone who asked this question would be kept silent.    

Not only that, but perhaps it was because he felt the youth was pitiful, all sorts of food was placed before the youth at this moment. These were all provided by the people that watched on. However, the youth did not care about the dazzling array of food, nor about the vast majority of delicacies that he had never even seen before.    

He knelt for three days, and he was hungry for three days.    

His heart was like a boulder, unwavering.    

Other than the matter of the youth kneeling in front of the Teng Residence, a 'strange thing' had happened in the capital of Kingdom of Zi Yun during these three days. It was just that not many people knew about this matter, or rather, no one other than the person in question knew about it. That was, after Xuanyuan Wudi left the Teng Family three days ago, he immediately gathered all the civil officials and generals who could enter the Royal Palace to participate in the morning assembly.    

But no one knew what it was about.    

Even Xuanyuan Wentian, the current crown prince did not know about it.    

All they knew was that after Xuanyuan Wudi had gathered all of the officials and generals, he had gathered them inside the palace hall. From that day onwards, the palace hall was completely sealed off, and people were personally guarding the outside of the hall.    

Three days.    

Teng Yan and Qin Feiyue had not taken a single step out of Teng Family during these three days.    

Of course, this was only seen by outsiders.    

Fact?    

With Teng Yan and Qin Feiyue's current cultivation levels, and Teng Yan was an existence who controlled astral bodies, it would be easy for the two of them to leave the Teng Mansion without anyone noticing. In these three days, not all of Teng Yan's time was spent in the Teng Mansion, but rather, it was Teng Yan who accompanied him in strolling the imperial capital.    

Within the Teng Mansion.    

"Husband, it's been three days. You still plan to make him kneel down. He's only eleven years old." Looking at Teng Yan, Qin Feiyue reminded him. However, there was a trace of a faint smile on Qin Feiyue's beautiful face as she spoke, a charming smile.    

"Bring him in."    

Without the slightest hesitation, Teng Yan immediately spoke out.    

"You aren't going to make him kneel anymore?"    

"It's about time."    

Qin Feiyue smiled, but without the slightest hesitation, she immediately walked out. A moment later, the little thief who had knelt outside for three days walked in under Qin Feiyue's lead. The moment he saw Teng Yan, a hint of excitement and excitement surfaced on his face once again.    

'Bang! '    

Immediately, the little thief knelt in front of Teng Yan.    

"Master!"    

Teng Yan frowned.    

"Aren't you hungry?"    

"Eh?"    

Hearing this, the little thief was slightly surprised.    

"Master, the little thief is not hungry. In the past, the little thief would often starve. One or two days was normal, three or four days was also normal. At most, he wouldn't be able to eat for six days at a time. Has Master agreed to accept the little thief? " Looking at Teng Yan, the little thief said this with anticipation.    

Qin Feiyue and Teng Yan were startled when they heard him.    

Six days without food?    

For a martial artist, this may be normal, but this little thief was just an 11 year old ordinary person.    

How did he do it?    

How could he not have starved to death?    

This point was something that even Teng Yan and Qin Feiyue were extremely puzzled about.    

Especially now.    

For three days, the little thief didn't eat anything, but — he was like a person that was fine.    

"You have so much food in front of you, why don't you eat it?"    

Teng Yan asked again.    

"Little thief, don't eat free food!"    

"Eh?"    

The little thief's words couldn't help but stun Teng Yan.    

He seemed to be deep in thought.    

"Alright!"    

Qin Feiyue could not help but laugh tenderly.    

Mocking Teng Yan.    

Who told Teng Yan to be so confident that the little thief didn't eat the food given to him by the 'bystanders' was just taking advantage of this to move Teng Yan.    

"What a great 'not eating free food', but — this young master will still not accept you as his disciple."    

Teng Yan said again.    

"Master!"    

The little thief's eyes flashed with a trace of loneliness.    

"However, this young master can give you a chance."    

"Buzz!"    

The little thief's depressed body shook violently once again.    

"What chance."    

"Three days ago, did you say that as long as I accept you as my disciple, you can do anything I want?"    

"Yes sir!"    

"Even — murder?"    

"Buzz!"    

Hearing this, the young thief's body couldn't help but tremble.    

His face was trembling.    

"Yes, yes …"    

A difficult voice came from his mouth.    

'Whoosh! '    

Suddenly, something in Teng Yan's hand turned into a streak of cold light and flew towards the little thief.    

'Ding! ' The item fell in front of the thief.    

It was a dagger.    

It was an ordinary dagger.    

Looking at the dagger on the ground in front of him, the thief's body trembled again.    

"Pick it up."    

Teng Yan's voice did not contain the slightest hesitation.    

"I —"    

Looking at the dagger in front of him, the little thief hesitated for a moment, and then he reached out his hand towards the 'Murderous Weapon' on the ground. However, no matter if it was Teng Yan or Qin Feiyue, the two of them could clearly see the pair of tender hands of the little thief unceasingly trembling, and could also feel the fear and dread in the little thief's heart at this moment.    

Finally, the little thief picked up the dagger.    

In that short moment, it felt like thousands of years had passed.    

"Master!"    

Holding the dagger, the little thief once again looked at Teng Yan.    

"Do you know where the Imperial City is?"    

"Buzz!"    

The body of the little thief shuddered as it heard this.    

"Yes, yes!"    

"You should have seen His Majesty's current appearance three days ago, right?"    

Teng Yan asked again.    

"Boom!"    

The body of the little thief suddenly shook, as if his soul had been heavily hit by something. His originally lowered head suddenly jerked up as well, his sharp eyes carried a trace of deep shock as he stared fixedly at Teng Yan.    

It was as if he had seen a ghost.    

"Dagger, Imperial City, Your Majesty, kill!"    

At this moment, the little thief seemed to have thought of something.    

"See, see, see —"    

The trembling voice also came from the mouth of the little thief.    

"Alright, now take the dagger in your hand and head to the Imperial City to help this young master kill His Majesty Xuanyuan Wudi." "No matter what method you use, as long as you can kill him, this young master will accept you as his disciple. If you cannot kill him, or if you are killed, or if you do not dare to go, then you can leave. This young master will not accept you as his disciple." Looking at the little thief, Teng Yan had a face full of calmness.    

"Buzz!"    

The body of the little thief shook again.    

His face was deathly pale.    

He was drenched in cold sweat.    

His soul trembled.    

Enter the Imperial City and kill the Emperor?    

Looking at Teng Yan, the thief's eyes were filled with fear.