After Being Preached by my Senior Martial Brother

Apparently, he had completely overestimated his level of villainy. Now he was even killing people under his real name, Feng Xuan learned.

No matter how many times Qi Zhuoyu reincarnated, that familiar “I don’t like you so die” attitude was always so vivid.

As soon as he finished his harsh words, he struck at Feng Xuan again without hesitation. Feng Xuan felt he couldn’t communicate properly with him anymore, so he easily made his dagger disappear.

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Qi Zhuoyu: ?

Feng Xuan: “.”

Sorry about that.

We immortals fight using immortal method to bully people.

Qi Zhuoyu immediately gave up looking for the dagger, his fingers curled into claws, ready to take Feng Xuan’s life.

Unfortunately, in the next second, he was caught by the wrist by Feng Xuan, who easily pressed on his spiritual veins, subduing him instantly.

Qi Zhuoyu once again: ?

This time, there was a hint of surprise in his eyes.

He didn’t expect this seemingly frail imperial consort to be so strong?

Qi Zhuoyu said coldly. “What kind of sorcery are you using?”

In the Great Xin Dynasty, various witchcraft and curse techniques were popular in the mortal world, but such practices were strictly forbidden in the harem. As a native-born mortal who hadn’t yet encountered the obscure knowledge of immortal cultivation, Qi Zhuoyu naturally assumed Feng Xuan knew some unorthodox tricks.

Listen to what this person is saying.

This is the divine art of your immortal brother, okay?

Qi Zhuoyu was now immobilized by Feng Xuan’s immortal method, unable to move at all.

So he knew he couldn’t escape death, but he seemed indifferent.

However, after waiting for a long time, Feng Xuan didn’t kill him.

Instead, he kept staring at his face, as if he couldn’t get enough of looking at it.

Qi Zhuoyu found it puzzling.

He didn’t look very old at this time, probably only about fifteen years old.

At this age, he was right at that annoying stage where cats and dogs wouldn’t even look at him. He probably hadn’t learned how to hide his arrogant and conceited personality yet, so he looked very irritating, straight-laced, and despicable.

Qi Zhuoyu sneered. “Why don’t you kill me?”

Feng Xuan finally snapped back to reality, equally puzzled. “We have no grudge, why should I kill you?”

Qi Zhuoyu looked at him strangely. “You almost died by my hand just now.”

“Oh,” Feng Xuan said, “But it was just ‘almost’, right? I didn’t actually die.”

Didn’t die, so no grudge.

No grudge, so no need to kill you.

Qi Zhuoyu’s expression became even stranger.

Because he found this logic to be so circular that he couldn’t refute it.

“No, wait,” Feng Xuan felt very disheveled on the bed, “Seventh Prince, can I ask you something? Why did you come in the middle of the night to take my life? Did I offend you somehow?”

Help me.

He had been thinking about coming down to the mortal realm to cultivate feelings with the big devil in advance.

But not only did he accidentally become the big devil’s stepmother.

After just one meeting, how did it suddenly change from a passionate and torturous love to enemies filled with hatred?

Was this stepmother literature suddenly turning into some kind of love-hate relationship?!

Qi Zhuoyu stared at him with a “are you an idiot” look, as if Feng Xuan was stupid for not knowing.

Feng Xuan had just descended to the mortal realm, he hadn’t figured out the past and present of the original Young Master Xuan, so he could only play dumb, saying deeply, “Actually, I’ve lost my memory, so I don’t really remember if I offended you before.”

Qi Zhuoyu immediately changed to a “do you think I’m an idiot” look, staring at him in a different way.

That expression was particularly annoying, with a cocky attitude of “wake up, the amnesia trope hasn’t worked for 800 years”.

Feng Xuan: “.”

When this trashy senior brother returns to his divine position and recovers his memories.

He will definitely use the biggest lightning from Biluo River to strike him hard.

However, seeing Qi Zhuoyu’s attitude of not resting until he kills him, could it be that he had stumbled upon some earth-shattering secret?

Like secretly seeing Qi Zhuoyu plotting rebellion with someone?

As soon as this thought emerged.

Qi Zhuoyu’s gaze instantly became much sharper, and he looked straight at Feng Xuan, as if trying to kill him with his eyes.

Feng Xuan: ?

It can’t be.

The big devil has become a mortal now, does he still have the skill of mind reading?!

But what shocked Feng Xuan more was that Qi Zhuoyu’s reaction had confirmed his thoughts.

So the original Young Master Xuan had really stumbled upon the big devil’s preparation for rebellion, and that’s why he was on the assassination list?

Wait.

Then was Young Master Xuan’s fall into the water today also pushed by Qi Zhuoyu?

This is deadly.

The dog emperor didn’t wrongly accuse Qi Zhuoyu after all, should we say like father, like son?!

In this case, Feng Xuan finally understood.

Why the always vengeful and ruthless big devil would turn into a prince who loves to do good deeds after reincarnation. His diving into the water today wasn’t to save him at all, but because he was afraid Feng Xuan hadn’t died thoroughly enough, and wanted to finish him off underwater.

Unfortunately, Qi Zhuoyu had calculated everything but hadn’t calculated that Young Master Xuan had been replaced.

The one underwater was already Feng Xuan himself, how could a mere pool of water drown a god from the White Jade Capital?

Thinking of this, Feng Xuan’s expression suddenly became indescribable.

All one could say was, the big devil really lived up to his name.

When other princes were playing in the mud at fourteen or fifteen, he was already plotting rebellion. Was he trying to outcompete other princes from the starting line? Even in the mortal realm, he had to be an overachiever in his villainous career?

Looking up again, Qi Zhuoyu already had the expression of “since you’ve found out, I’ll accept whatever fate brings”.

Waiting for his fate, either this imperial consort Young Master Xuan would go to the emperor to report him, or kill him right now.

But he waited for a while longer.

Feng Xuan still showed no intention of killing him.

Instead, he pinched Qi Zhuoyu’s sleeve and said something completely unrelated. “Why are your clothes still wet?”

Qi Zhuoyu frowned. ?

Feng Xuan quickly felt it, and indeed, it was completely wet.

The dog emperor had lied to him, he hadn’t called for an imperial physician to check on Qi Zhuoyu at all.

Thinking about it, Qi Zhuoyu seemed to be in a great hurry to kill and silence him.

He had only put on an outer layer of night clothes, without changing the wet clothes underneath.

He hadn’t noticed earlier.

Now that he was closer, Feng Xuan discovered that the big devil’s body was also a bit hot, as if he had a fever.

Feng Xuan started to undress him.

Qi Zhuoyu immediately frowned. “What are you doing?”

Feng Xuan answered honestly. “Changing you into dry clothes, otherwise your cold will get worse.”

Qi Zhuoyu seemed to hear something funny and said coldly. “Since you already know about my intentions to rebel, why don’t you kill me?”

Feng Xuan thought for a moment and replied seriously. “You haven’t started rebelling yet, have you?”

In short.

Not having started rebelling was equivalent to not rebelling at all.

It was very much a laid-back attitude of “when in doubt, procrastinate; if the world ends, I’ll just sleep through it”.

Qi Zhuoyu’s expression became even stranger, as if looking at some kind of mentally ill person.

Rebellion and usurpation were thoughts that couldn’t even be mentioned in any dynasty. Qi Zhuoyu couldn’t help but say, “This is treason and regicide, aren’t you afraid at all?”

Well, it’s not really that scary.

Compared to your previous plans to destroy the Three Realms.

Overthrowing a dynasty seems like just a small matter.

Feng Xuan tentatively said, “Maybe a little?”

Feng Xuan thought for a moment and continued to persuade him. “But for such a big thing as rebellion, you’d better find some accomplices to do it together. Don’t just run off to kill someone as soon as your secret is discovered, how can you build your own team like this? I think you shouldn’t give up either. Since I already know about it, why don’t you try to recruit me or something?”

For a man with a script of being heaven’s chosen one, swaying from east to west for thirty years.

Wouldn’t they usually gather some capable assistants along the way in their career?

Qi Zhuoyu looked at him as if he were an idiot.

He probably couldn’t understand how someone would voluntarily come to do such a head-losing thing.

His brow furrowed even more, his expression unfathomable, as if threatening. “Once exposed, this is a crime that will lead to the execution of nine generations of your family. Are you sure you want to help me?”

Huh?

Is it such a serious matter in the mortal realm?

If he agreed too quickly, wouldn’t the big devil think he was some kind of cheap, clingy person?

Feng Xuan remembered something he read in story books, that with men, it’s better not to be too clingy.

One should be a bit more aloof, to make the other person feel like you’re hard to get, so they’ll treasure you more once you’re together.

Feng Xuan thought for a moment and said, “You have a point there.”

Qi Zhuoyu’s face, for some reason, gradually darkened again.

Feng Xuan pondered. “Then I’ll think about it for another night.”

“Make sure you come ask me tomorrow.” The youth hesitated and continued. “I’ll agree to you tomorrow, okay?”