Chapter 0923: The Gong Family

Chapter 0923: The Gong Family

Qin Yun recalled the demon horn, which was also extremely sturdy, but it could still be broken by divine artifacts.

The beast horn that Gong Feiyan mentioned might belong to a powerful immortal beast, which was why even divine artifacts couldn’t damage it.

Qin Yun was quite intrigued and asked, "Is that true?"

Gong Feiyan shook her head. "I’m not too sure about that. My grandfather told me about it, but I don’t know if it’s still there. I’ll ask him when I get back!"

The journey from Skypride City to Hundred Towers City wasn’t too far, and Qin Yun and Gong Feiyan arrived after two days of flying.

This time, Qin Yun went straight to the Gong Family with Gong Feiyan.

Gong Feiyan felt a thrill of excitement because she had brought back a Grand Master of Qin Yun’s stature.

The Gong Family was indeed a large clan, boasting a sprawling estate in a city as large as Hundred Towers City.

Qin Yun followed Gong Feiyan into the Gong Family compound.

Rather than introducing Qin Yun to the elders right away, Gong Feiyan led him directly to her small pavilion.

"Grand Master, regarding your arrival at our Gong Family, I need to discreetly inform my grandfather first," Gong Feiyan said with a hint of apology. "Could you wait here until I see him?"

"Of course," Qin Yun replied. "Just call me Ah Yun from now on. Also, while you’re out, ask around about when the Skypride City trials wrap up."

"Ah... Ah Yun," Gong Feiyan hesitated before continuing, "There’s something I wasn’t upfront about... The decision to gift Meng Shu wasn’t made by the entire Gong Family. It was... my mother’s decision. She’s the one who scraped together three Emperor Source Stones!"

"How about this—I’ll return the three Emperor Source Stones to you," Qin Yun said. "You and your mother must’ve gone through hell to gather such a gift. If I’m not mistaken, many elders in your family opposed your mother’s decision, didn’t they?"

Gong Feiyan sighed helplessly. "They’re against everything my mother does. And this time, it involved giving away three Emperor Source Stones!"

Qin Yun chuckled. "Did your mother do this to help you build a good relationship with Meng Shu, hoping to resolve the conflict between you and me?"

Gong Feiyan nodded softly.

"Here, take the Emperor Source Stones back first," Qin Yun said.

"No way! Those stones were my mother’s to begin with," Gong Feiyan insisted. "Besides, I genuinely wanted to gift them to Meng Shu!"

*Bang, bang, bang!*

Suddenly, someone knocked on the door.

Gong Feiyan’s face went white with panic as she hurried to open it.

A mixed group of men and women barged in.

They strode into the small hall, some plopping onto chairs, others leaning on tables, all clearly looking for trouble.

Among them were two middle-aged men at the Initial Stage of Martial King Realm.

The moment they entered, they zeroed in on Qin Yun.

Qin Yun stayed cool, casually sipping his tea.

Gong Feiyan panicked and snapped, "Please leave! I have a guest!"

"Gong Feiyan, as soon as we caught wind of you bringing a man home, we just had to check him out!" a green-clad woman sneered, jealousy dripping from her voice. "Tell us, who is this man? You can’t just drag in some nobody!"

Qin Yun said, "I am a disciple of the Hundred Towers Sect! I am not some random nobody!"

Hearing the words "disciple of the Hundred Towers Sect," the crowd gasped in shock!

Especially a few of the women, whose eyes were shooting daggers at Gong Feiyan.

A middle-aged Martial King sneered, "A disciple of the Hundred Towers Sect? Show us your sect badge!"

"It's gone missing," Qin Yun replied with a bitter smile.

"Hahaha... lost it? Seems like you're faking being a disciple of the Hundred Towers Sect. I almost believed you!" the middle-aged Martial King laughed loudly.

Gong Feiyan was furious and barked, "All of you, get out! He is my guest, and I won’t allow you to treat him like this!"

The woman in green giggled, "Gong Feiyan, your mother got approval for three Emperor Source Stones, and I heard she’s letting you give them to that Hong Mengshu! Honestly, what do you and your mother even gain from giving her those stones?"

Gong Feiyan said coldly, "Those Emperor Source Stones belong to my mother. What she does with them is none of your business! Besides, if Grandfather knew, he would agree with my actions!"

"The Emperor Source Stones of our Gong family are only meant for our own members, yet you’re giving them away? What a spoiled brat!" a Martial King said angrily. "Who knows if you’re really giving them to Hong Mengshu? I bet you’re using them to pamper some man!"

The dozen or so people burst into mocking laughter.

The woman in green walked toward Qin Yun and said, "No matter who you are, this is the Gong family. Anyone entering must get frisked to ensure they don’t steal anything!"

Gong Feiyan quickly stepped forward, pulling the woman in green away, and scolded, "Gong Min, stay away from him!"

Gong Min laughed loudly, "Gong Feiyan, so he really is your boy toy! Hahaha..."

The others also jeered mockingly.

Gong Feiyan turned beet red with anger.

Gong Min took out an invitation and said smugly, "Gong Feiyan, in two days, the City Lord of Hundred Towers City is hosting a birthday banquet! We all got invitations—straight from the Young City Lord himself. Too bad you always ignored him, so now neither you nor your mother are invited!"

"All the core disciples of our Gong family can attend—except you!"

Gong Feiyan snorted, "Like I care. Just leave already!"

"Oh, and Grandfather will be attending too. He just emerged from closed-door cultivation and is already at the City Lord’s mansion!" Gong Min smirked. "I heard you’ve been wanting to see him. If you want to, you’ll have to go there—otherwise, after the banquet, he’ll go back into seclusion!"

The middle-aged Martial King sneered, "Gong Feiyan, your mother gave away three Emperor Source Stones, and now both of you are being criticized by the entire Gong family. I suggest you two leave as soon as possible!"

A rat-faced punk mocked, "Gong Feiyan, your father died just days after you were born! If not for Grandfather’s favor, you'd be nothing! Now that you and your mother are unwelcome, let’s see how you’ll survive!"

After dishing out abuse at Gong Feiyan, the group left, laughing loudly.

Gong Feiyan stamped her foot in frustration and slammed the door shut. Leaning against it, she gave Qin Yun an embarrassed smile and sighed, "Ah Yun, sorry about that scene."

"It’s fine. By the way, has your grandfather been in seclusion all this time?" Qin Yun asked.

"Yes. Tch, I didn’t expect him to come out now. I couldn’t even ask him about the spirit horn!" Gong Feiyan said guiltily. "I dragged you out here for nothing."

Qin Yun smiled, "I was just escorting you back."

Just then, there was another knock at the door.

"Again? So annoying!" Gong Feiyan rolled her eyes and opened the door to see a breathtaking woman in a light blue dress.

This blue-dressed woman could've been her older sister, with a long braid draped over her chest. She appeared more mature and sultry, especially with her bedroom eyes.

"Mom, why are you here?" Gong Feiyan gasped, then glanced awkwardly at Qin Yun.

"Brat, I heard you brought a man home and rushed over immediately! You've never brought a man back before!" The mature and beautiful woman tittered upon seeing Qin Yun. "What a handsome looker!"

Gong Feiyan and her mother could pass for sisters standing together!

Moreover, Gong Feiyan's mother was no pushover—she was a powerful Martial King!

"Ah Yun, this is my mother, Kang Feiqing," Gong Feiyan introduced.

Qin Yun stood up and smiled, "Hey there, sis!"

Kang Feiqing covered her mouth, tittering. "Such sweet words! It's been so long since anyone called me 'sister'!"

Gong Feiyan hadn't expected this Grand Master to be so smooth with his words.

"Mom, he... he's the Grand Master I told you about," Gong Feiyan whispered.

Kang Feiqing, who had been smiling coquettishly, froze in shock.

"Thank you for the gift you sent to Meng Shu. I'll deliver it to her," Qin Yun said with a smile.

"Oh, no need for thanks! This girl Yan Yan is usually so stuck-up and snobbish—it's my fault for not disciplining her properly. I'm here to make it up to you, Grand Master!" Kang Feiqing hurriedly bowed in apology.

She was utterly surprised that Gong Feiyan had actually managed to invite the Grand Master here.

"Yan Yan, how did you meet the Grand Master? Didn’t you see Meng Shu?" Kang Feiqing quickly moved to pour tea for Qin Yun while asking.

"I... I ran into trouble on the road, and the Grand Master saved me!" Gong Feiyan hastily recounted her ordeal to Kang Feiqing, whose heart ached hearing this, before she quickly expressed her gratitude to Qin Yun.

Qin Yun said, "How about this—I’ll return those three Emperor Source Stones to you. You and your daughter are being mistreated in the Gong family and could really use them. I’ll explain the situation to Meng Shu when I get back. I’m sure she’ll understand!"

"I don’t care what the Gong family says!" Kang Feiqing shot back. "Besides, once a gift is given, it’s not right to take it back."

After a moment’s thought, Qin Yun said, "If Meng Shu passes the assessment, I’ll talk to her and see if she’s willing to bring Yan Yan into the Hundred Towers Sect."

Qin Yun had immediately seen through Kang Feiqing’s intentions—she wanted Hong Mengshu to give Gong Feiyan a leg up into the Hundred Towers Sect.

Gong Feiyan lowered her head in slight embarrassment, as their gift to Hong Mengshu had indeed been given with other intentions.

"Then we’d appreciate your help, Grand Master!" Kang Feiqing said with a faintly alluring smile in her beautiful eyes.

She was doing everything she could to secure a better future for her daughter.

Qin Yun said, "In two days, I’ll visit the City Lord’s residence. I should be able to find Yan Yan’s grandfather there. I’m quite interested in that beast horn."

"Yan Yan and I will go too!" Kang Feiqing quickly interjected. "Grand Master, please take us with you!"

Gong Feiyan wanted to pull her mother away, as she didn’t want to trouble Qin Yun so much—she wasn’t as bold as her mother.

"Alright," Qin Yun nodded.