Chapter 1948: Chapter 1948: Chu Qingxue’s Transformation

"I have another suggestion, Capital City has the Eight Great Families, how about we have our own Eight Great Families in the Northwest?"

Wang Ximing suggested.

"Sure! That’s a good suggestion!"

"The Wang Family must lead the Eight Great Families! Otherwise, I will be the first to disagree!"

...

Wang Ximing’s suggestion naturally gained a lot of support.

"I also propose establishing a Northwest Wang Pavilion to balance the forces of the major families. As for the Northwest Wang Pavilion, let’s leave it to the young ones... My unworthy son is actually capable enough..."

Wang Ximing elaborated on his grand vision, becoming more and more excited to the point where he was practically spitting as he spoke.

Finally, Meng Xinghe’s father, Meng Fuyi, couldn’t stand it and said, "Old Wang, enough. We still don’t know the outcome. What if Young Master Zhao wins? All your imagination and everything you’ve said would be nothing but bubbles!"

Wang Ximing’s eyes flashed coldly as he sneered, "What do you mean, Meng Fuyi? The Heavenly Master and the Medicine Clan joining forces can’t even kill one Young Master Zhao? Are you dissatisfied because the Heavenly Master chose me as a representative? Let me tell you, Young Master Zhao cannot survive! The Northwest belongs to Mr. Long, and I am his representative in the Northwest! From now on, watch your attitude when you speak!"

Meng Fuyi countered, "You should stay humble. Everything is unpredictable! Don’t let it all be bubbles in the end!"

"I..."

"Clap Clap Clap..."

Just as Wang Ximing was about to speak, a sudden round of applause echoed in the hall.

"All is just bubbles, a momentary spark..."

Accompanied by a song, three people appeared in the hall.

It was Ye Chenfeng and his companions.

"Wh... What? You... Young Master Zhao..."

The person closest to Ye Chenfeng abruptly stumbled back a few steps, his face drastically changing, and he stammered.

As if a massive wave hit the venue, the fact of Young Master Zhao’s arrival stunned everyone present.

Everyone stood there like statues, their eyes filled with terror, their faces written with disbelief.

This was more terrifying than seeing a ghost!

"Why are you all so scared? I’m not a ghost! I’m alive!"

Seeing a few people still glancing toward the door, Ye Chenfeng shifted his tone and said, "The Heavenly Master you speak of has now become a ghost!"

"What? The Heavenly Master is dead?"

This news hit everyone present like a bolt of lightning.

Especially Wang Ximing, who felt his blood freezing, as a chilling sensation shot from his feet to his crown.

This was a catastrophic blow to him!

At this moment, someone’s phone rang, and upon answering it, they heard.

"The Medicine Clan’s thousand-year foundation has been destroyed, the Heavenly Master has perished on the spot!"

"The news is accurate! Young Master Zhao possesses heaven-defying power!"

He clearly conveyed this message to everyone present.

"Hello, it’s said that Young Master Zhao is heading to Lan City now, be careful..."

The voice on the other end of the phone continued with words of caution.

But the hall was so silent that one could hear a pin drop.

"Pfft!"

Wang Ximing spat a mouthful of blood on the spot, his body swaying as if he could collapse at any moment, and he appeared to have aged decades in an instant.

Beside Meng Xinghe, the previously talkative Wang Jingkun was now completely lifeless, like a walking corpse.

The grand ambitions and dreams of their Wang Family had all turned to dust at this moment.

All is just bubbles...

"I’m sorry, I’ve disappointed some of you! I’m still alive!"

Ye Chenfeng smiled.

Then, Ma Tianling and others arrived one by one.

"Young Master Zhao!"

Ma Tianling, Chen Chongshan, and others were overjoyed.

This time, they had made the right gamble, Young Master Zhao had not disappointed them.

"So you guys were hoping for my death?"

Ye Chenfeng smiled as he sat down at the dining table.

Soon, various dishes were served, and Ye Chenfeng savored them eagerly.

"Young Master Zhao, we were wrong, please give us another chance..."

Wang Ximing and other members of the Wang Family knelt before Ye Chenfeng, pleading.

Ye Chenfeng wiped his mouth and said, "Fine, I’ll give you another chance!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Undying Monsters appeared and threw seven or eight members of the Wang Family out of the window.

"Life and death are up to fate now!"

Ye Chenfeng continued eating, not caring at all for the Wang Family members thrown from the sixth floor.

After finishing his meal, Ye Chenfeng saw all the representatives of Lan City’s forces standing tremblingly by the side.

"From now on, do what you should, don’t mind me. Alright, we’re leaving."

After finishing his meal, Ye Chenfeng left.

Truly demonstrating what "a dragon’s head is seen, but not its tail" means.

Young Master Zhao’s heaven-defying battle with Fu Huangtian spread across the Divine Land and even the world.

"It’s terrifying! Now in the entire Divine Land, those who can truly restrain him can be counted on one hand!"

The Heaven Group, Heavenly Secrets Pavilion, and others voiced such opinions.

Many international power organizations realized the strange phenomena in the skies of the Divine Land were not due to modern technology or natural occurrences, but the battle between two mighty forces.

"Mysterious power from the East!"

Such voices emerged.

...

Fenggui Mountain.

Chu Qingxue had already been here for a full month.

Fortunately, Lady Feng Qiuhuang allowed her to use computers or modern tools for work at night, though her daytime schedule was completely occupied.

Lady Feng Qiuhuang was comprehensively training Chu Qingxue in everything except music, chess, calligraphy, and painting, including the way of tea, and so on.

Chu Qingxue had no idea what Lady Feng Qiuhuang had planned for her?

Yet, she complied with everything, and given her excellent aptitude, she had already mastered these skills in just a month.

"Today, we’re starting something new!"

Lady Feng Qiuhuang said coldly, taking Chu Qingxue to the edge of a cliff beside a waterfall.

Looking at the rapids, and listening to the thunderous roar of the waterfall.

Chu Qingxue shivered suddenly inside.

"Jump down!"

Lady Feng Qiuhuang said with a cold smile.

"What?"

Chu Qingxue almost doubted her ears.

"Jump down from here, immediately, at once!"

Lady Feng Qiuhuang repeated.

"Ah?"

Chu Qingxue was so frightened her face turned pale, and her legs began to tremble.

"Jump down!"

Lady Feng Qiuhuang’s icy voice came again.

After hesitating for a long time, Chu Qingxue closed her eyes and leapt off the cliff.

All she heard was the howling wind beside her ears, her heart nearly jumping out of her throat.

This state didn’t last long; she fell into the pool below the waterfall, and her body floated back up just as she was about to sink.

"Still alive?"

Chu Qingxue opened her eyes, discovering she was still alive, her body had resurfaced.

"If you’re alive, climb back up and jump again!"

At this time, Lady Feng Qiuhuang’s emotionless voice sounded, frightening Chu Qingxue into a tremble.

She could only climb out of the pool, through the passage behind the waterfall, up the mountain, and then jump again.

The cycle continued...

On the other side, in the afternoon, Ye Chenfeng and his companions boarded a plane to Canada.

"Is Long Williams ready to meet me?"