Many were curious about the conversation between Lin Feng and Yang Qingtian.
However, the spatial disorientation caused by a Peak of King Level expert was sothing no one present could see through.
Even if they could, they wouldn’t dare to spy.
After all, that was Yang Qingtian.
The Patriarch of the Yang Family, a top-level expert just one step away from the Emperor Level.
The conversation was brief, lasting less than two minutes. When the space returned to normal, Lin Feng said nothing more and left directly, with Yun Kai and his group following closely behind.
"Grandpa, how did the talk go?"
As Lin Feng passed by, Yang Ningbing glanced at him. His expression was calm and unreadable, so she turned to ask Yang Qingtian.
"Still young and full of vigor."
Yang Qingtian didn’t answer imdiately. He just looked at Lin Feng’s departing figure, then shook his head and couldn’t help but smile.
Lin Feng’s talent was like that of a Demon Fiend, and his battle achievents were brilliant, but after all, he was only 20 years old. He was still young, and although his courage and insight far surpassed his peers, he was still sowhat naïve and ignorant.
If the Glory Race were really so simple, countless families wouldn’t stop at anything to obtain the title.
Thinking back, it was amusing indeed.
"Grandpa, why are you laughing?"
Curious, Yang Ningbing asked, not knowing why her grandfather was laughing.
The laughter seed to carry a hint of irony.
"It’s nothing, just a joke." Yang Qingtian said.
"What joke?"
Seeing his granddaughter ask further, Yang Qingtian didn’t hide it, saying, "I asked Lin Feng, ’Do you know what the Glory Race is?’ Guess how he answered?"
Yang Ningbing was taken aback. This question seed familiar; she seed to have asked Lin Feng the sa before.
"What did he say?"
"Lin Feng said, ’I alone am the Glory Race!’ In the end, he’s still young, not knowing the imnsity of heaven and earth."
Yang Qingtian was laughing, but Yang Ningbing couldn’t bring herself to smile.
This remark was indeed arrogant, indeed audacious, even to the point of being laughable.
Even if one person’s talent was like that of a Demon Fiend, even if they were a Peak of King Level expert, they were just one person, how could one compare to the Glory Race.
Just the Yang Family alone had seven King Level experts, of which her grandfather was a Peak of King Level.
Such words could only be spoken by an Emperor.
An Emperor, as the pinnacle force of a nation, could alone be called the Glory Race.
Even though Lin Feng’s talent was like that of a Demon Fiend, he was currently only a Sixth Grade Divine Fist Realm, and in the eyes of strong people, pathetically weak, how could he be compared to an Emperor.
Throughout the country, how many Emperors were there?
If it were a few days ago, without knowing Lin Feng’s special abilities, she might have laughed out loud too.
But precisely because she knew Lin Feng’s abilities and his potential, she understood this was not a joke.
The signing of the contract only made it so that they couldn’t harm Lin Feng, but Lin Feng couldn’t force them to do anything either, having no binding effect.
But they needed to leverage Lin Feng’s special abilities to absorb the soul skills they desired.
A good soul skill was crucial for a Demon Spirit Master.
They must be favored by Lin Feng.
In the future, they will beco an organization with a terrifying cohesion.
When they grow, standing behind Lin Feng will be ten, even dozens of King Level experts, sothing even the Glory Race didn’t have the combat power for.
"Isn’t it funny? Or are you stunned?"
Seeing his granddaughter’s reaction, Yang Qingtian smiled again.
"What if it’s not a joke?" Yang Ningbing asked.
Not a joke?
Yang Qingtian was montarily stunned, then said, "If it’s not a joke, what is it? A goal?"
"I’m saying...."
Yang Ningbing wanted to say sothing more, but the stabbing pain from the depths of her soul turned her face pale, and she couldn’t continue.
As for Yang Qingtian’s arrival, Lin Feng was a bit surprised but didn’t dwell on it.
"What, trying to persuade you to return?"
Zhan Tianyu left his own team to follow Lin Feng, looking curious and asking.
Lin Feng glanced at him but didn’t answer.
"I bet you definitely refused; otherwise, it wouldn’t have ended on such a bad note. Why don’t you co to my Zhan Family and be a Tributor, I’ll let you have your fill of Pills."
Though Lin Feng said nothing, Zhan Tianyu didn’t drop the topic, continuing to speak.
He genuinely wanted Lin Feng to join the Zhan Family, knowing Lin Feng’s potential for the future.
"How about it, consider it!"
Zhan Tianyu continued to allure.
As one of the Ten Great Clans of Shangjing, the Zhan Family runs the nation’s largest pill manufacturing group. It’s a bit exaggerated to describe it as wealthy enough to rival a nation, but they are undoubtedly not short on money. However, their overall strength is slightly lacking, a flaw that could be redied if Lin Feng joins them.
"Can I eat my fill with pills? I’m in!"
Despite the temptation, Lin Feng showed little interest, whereas Yu Qiao’s eyes lit up, eagerly leaning forward.
Lin Feng had a space ring and wasn’t short on money, but he was!
Incredibly short!
"You?"
Zhan Tianyu glanced at Yu Qiao without saying a word, but his disdainful expression said it all.
"What’s with that look, kid? Haven’t you witnessed my prowess in Jade Seal City? Right now, I am the number one assassin of Red Cloud, and in the future, the number one assassin nationwide. Wouldn’t it make sense for to beco a small tributor? I’m still in my growth phase, and it’s your family’s golden opportunity to pick up a bargain. Once I grow, this won’t be possible anymore."
Yu Qiao, visibly agitated, responded with dissatisfaction.
"Calling ’kid’? Yu Qiao, have you gotten cocky recently?"
Zhan Tianyu remarked condescendingly, ignoring Yu Qiao’s complaints.
Yu Qiao’s skills were indeed formidable, and even Zhan Tianyu was amazed by so of his assassination techniques in Jade Seal City.
Sly, despicable, and unscrupulous, there’s nothing Yu Qiao wouldn’t dare to attack.
Though arrogant, Yu Qiao had the right to be.
He truly was an assassin that would instill fear in his enemies.
Even so, being a family tributor was out of his league. The Zhan Family’s tributor either has special abilities or is a King Level powerhouse.
However, nurturing a potential assassin is not a bad idea.
But after getting to know him for a few days, Zhan Tianyu realized Yu Qiao had nerves of steel, didn’t know the aning of fear, and often did reckless things. From his point of view, soone like Yu Qiao wouldn’t live long.
If he won’t live long, then there’s no value in nurturing him.
"What’s wrong with calling you ’kid’? Don’t think having six hands is sothing special; one day I’ll show you what Blood Chrysanthemum ans!" Even facing Zhan Tianyu, Yu Qiao didn’t back down, threatening vigorously.
As Lin Feng and the others automatically tuned out the boring argunt between Yu Qiao and Zhan Tianyu, so food and fine wine were prepared around the venue, and everyone indulged as they wanted.
At that mont, a familiar face approached Lin Feng—it was Jiang Jun from the Wind-Grabbing Club.
"Lin Feng, long ti no see."
"Long ti no see."
Lin Feng smiled faintly. He always had a good impression of this person who appreciated him back in Jiang City when he was still an Eighth Rank Body Cultivator and had yet to refine a demon spirit.
"It’s been two years, and now you’re shining brightly!"
Jiang Jun remarked with so emotion.
Who would have imagined that in just two years, the once obscure young man had beco a national sensation?
The only regret was not signing Lin Feng at all costs back then.
If they had signed Lin Feng, it wouldn’t be long before Wind-Grabbing had its own All-Star player.
After so small talk and formalities, Jiang Jun sincerely said, "If you enter the Glory Alliance in the future, please consider Wind-Grabbing first. You know our sincerity."
"Mm! I will consider it first." Lin Feng nodded.
"That’s good."
Jiang Jun smiled, dropping the topic.
While chatting, his gaze casually glanced at Yun Kai behind Lin Feng.
Both Lin Feng and Yun Kai were the most anticipated rookies in the Alliance, both making for promising All-Star player prospects. If they could secure both, Wind-Grabbing would be set for greatness.
"After the opening ceremony, during the New Star Challenge, who do you want to challenge?"
Jiang Jun asked curiously.
The New Star Challenge against professional players is the biggest highlight of tonight’s opening ceremony. Fans and the Alliance had the highest expectations for the performances of Lin Feng, Ye Qiu, Yun Kai, Zhan Tianyu, and others.
This is one reason the opening ceremony can attract an audience of 500,000.
"There’s no one in particular I want to challenge, so anyone’s fine, or I might even forfeit."
Lin Feng replied.
He wasn’t interested in the New Star Challenge.
Professional players are top-notch among top-notch, with ninth-grade demon spirits and many from the Earth Chart, and none are weak. Unless he showcases all his cards, he isn’t their match.
Even if he could win, there’s no point. Besides applause, there’s no reward.
A rookie defeating a professional player would be incredibly inconsiderate of the pros, though it has never happened before.
"Forfeit?"
Jiang Jun expressed so helplessness—this was a national broadcast, conservatively estimated to have over a billion viewers.
It was the best stage to attract fans, to showcase talent and strength.
All rookies are eager to impress, hoping to be noticed by professional clubs and soar to fa, but Lin Feng had such a nonchalant attitude.
anwhile, not far away, upon hearing Lin Feng planned to forfeit, Xie Yixiao flashed a slight smile: "Thinking of forfeiting? It’s not that easy!"
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