Light Origin, Ye Qingyu

Inside the private room.

Because of the terrifying aftermath of Zhao Tianyu having his legs broken on the spot just moments ago, the air seemed to have stopped flowing.

Wang Zhe, Sun Lili, and the rest of the capital's second-generation heirs stood frozen in place as if paralyzed, their breathing suppressed to the extreme.

Amidst this suffocating atmosphere.

Ye Qingyu walked out from the shadows in the corner.

Her high heels stepped on the expensive Persian carpet, making a very faint rustling sound.

She walked up to Shen Fei.

They were close.

So close that Shen Fei could smell the extremely cold, faint fragrance on her, reminiscent of some unknown vegetation.

"Young Master Shen."

Ye Qingyu spoke.

Her voice was pleasant, devoid of any deliberate affectation, carrying an unhurried and aloof texture.

"Zhao Tianyu spilled your wine just now. I will offer you a toast in his stead."

She held a glass of clear soda water in her hand and raised it slightly.

This action made everyone else in the room break out in a cold sweat.

Just a moment ago, Zhao Tianyu was crippled just for making a sarcastic remark.

Now Ye Qingyu actually dared to step forward and initiate a conversation, even substituting wine with soda water?

In the circles of the capital, this was an extremely unruly behavior.

But Shen Fei did not lose his temper.

He leaned back on the sofa, scrutinizing the girl before him.

Ye Qingyu was very beautiful. That beauty was not Su Qingxue's queen-like aura, nor was it Lin Ruobing's aloofness.

Rather, it was an extremely pure beauty, even carrying a hint of holiness.

Especially her eyes, which were as clean as a bottomless spring, free of any impurities.

"A toast in his stead?"

Shen Fei's tone was flat.

"Miss Ye, the Zhao family and the Ye family do not seem to have any ties. In what capacity are you offering this toast on his behalf?"

Ye Qingyu looked directly into Shen Fei's highly aggressive gaze.

She did not back down.

"No capacity is needed. I just feel that the atmosphere in this room is too heavy right now, making it unsuitable for drinking tea and chatting."

Ye Qingyu's tone was calm.

"Young Master Shen has just returned to the capital, so establishing dominance is to be expected. But if you scare everyone in this room out of their wits, the Shen family won't even have anyone to talk to in the capital's social scene in the future. That would be quite boring, wouldn't it?"

As soon as these words came out.

Cold sweat poured down Wang Zhe and the others nearby.

Was this girl crazy?!

This wasn't offering a toast for Zhao Tianyu; this was pointing out to his face that Shen Fei was killing a chicken to scare the monkeys!

Shen Fei looked at Ye Qingyu.

Under his Eye of Fortune, the faint layer of golden light above her head was pulsing rhythmically.

That was the resonance of the unawakened light-element ability source within her body.

A very smart woman.

Every word treaded right on the bottom line, preserving the dignity of a top-tier family's daughter while attempting to find balance within Shen Fei's aura of absolute violence.

Flawless.

She was exactly like the type of mastermind heroine in the original plot who could strategize and become the male lead's strongest helpmeet.

But in front of Shen Fei.

All cleverness was fragile if not supported by absolute power.

"Miss Ye has a way with words."

Shen Fei did not take the glass of soda water.

He leaned forward, his gaze locking onto Ye Qingyu like a knife.

"But you are mistaken about one thing."

"I don't need them to talk to me. I only need them to obey."

"Besides..."

Shen Fei's voice suddenly lowered so that only the two of them could hear.

"The internal heat in your body seems a bit too high."

"Drinking soda water at night won't suppress it."

Ye Qingyu's pupils shrank fiercely.

The hand holding the glass trembled ever so slightly. A ripple spread across the soda water in the glass.

Internal heat?

To outsiders, this phrase sounded like a frivolous tease.

But Ye Qingyu knew it wasn't!

For the past half month, she often felt her palms burning in the dead of night, as if a ball of blazing energy was rampaging deep within her body.

She had gone to the hospital for a full checkup, but they couldn't find any problems.

She hadn't even told her parents about this.

How did Shen Fei know?!

Moreover, the all-seeing coldness in his eyes when he said those words made Ye Qingyu feel an uncontrollable panic in front of this man of a similar age for the first time.

"I don't understand what Young Master Shen is talking about." Ye Qingyu forcefully steadied her mind.

"It doesn't matter if you don't understand. You will understand very soon."

Shen Fei stood up.

"Tonight's gathering is very boring."

He turned his head to look at Su Qingxue. "Let's go."

"Yes, Young Master."

Su Qingxue took Shen Fei's arm.

Under the awe-struck gazes of a room full of second-generation heirs, the two strode out of the private room.

Ling Shuang and Ling Xue followed closely behind.

It wasn't until the door to the private room closed again.

Wang Zhe and the others seemed to come back to life, panting heavily.

Everyone's back was already soaked with cold sweat.

"Too... too terrifying..." Sun Lili slumped on the sofa, her face deathly pale.

"The Shen family has produced a true dragon." Wang Zhe wiped the sweat from his forehead, his voice trembling.

Ye Qingyu ignored the discussions around her.

She stood alone in place.

Her head lowered.

She opened the hand that had been holding the water glass.

From her palm came an extremely faint, yet exceptionally clear, burning sensation.

It was like an invisible flame dancing beneath her skin.

She raised her head and looked at the tightly shut door of the private room.

Shen Fei's words just now, "won't suppress it," echoed in her mind like a curse.

What exactly had this man seen through?

...

Late at night.

The Ye family mansion in the Western Hills of the capital.

This was a massive estate built against the mountain. The security level was extremely high.

Ye Qingyu's bedroom was on the third floor.

The room was large and decorated extremely minimally, without any superfluous ornaments; even the lighting was adjusted to the softest warm tones.

After taking a shower, she wore a white silk nightgown and sat in front of the vanity.

She dried her hair.

Out of habit, she picked up the ice water on the table and took a sip.

"Hiss..."

At the exact moment she swallowed the ice water.

An extremely frantic current of heat erupted from her heart without any warning!

Following her meridians, it surged madly toward her limbs and bones!

This was not the faint burning sensation she usually felt.

This was a volcanic eruption!

"Clang!"

The glass water cup in her hand fell to the ground, shattering into pieces.

Ye Qingyu bent over in pain, her hands gripping the edge of the vanity tightly.

So hot!

Her blood felt as if it were boiling!

Her bones felt as if they were being scorched by raging fire!

She panted heavily. On the surface of her fair skin, an extremely bizarre, dark red glow akin to magma actually began to surface.

This glow darted beneath her blood vessels.

"How could this be..."

Ye Qingyu gritted her teeth, trying to calm herself down.

But that energy riot stemming from the depths of her soul was simply not something reason could suppress.

She stumbled toward the bed, wanting to press the emergency call bell at the headboard.

But before she could take two steps.

"Boom!"

An extremely blinding, pure white light suddenly erupted from her palm!

That was not a metaphor.

That was real light!

The white light instantly illuminated the entire bedroom, even shining straight through the thick blackout curtains.

Under the illumination of the white light, the mirror on the dressing table silently melted into a puddle of liquid glass.

The carpet began to emit acrid blue smoke.

Ability awakening!

The origin of the light element was completely out of control!

"Ah!!!"

Ye Qingyu let out a suppressed scream.

She felt as though her body was about to burst from the massive surge of energy.

Her consciousness began to blur.

A blinding whiteout appeared in her vision.

In the split second before she fell into unconsciousness, an image suddenly flashed through her mind.

It was in the private room at the Chang'an Club.

That man sitting on the sofa, his eyes as deep as a black hole.

"The fire within you cannot be suppressed."

His voice.

He had seen through everything.

Using her last shred of lucidity, Ye Qingyu groped for her phone that had fallen onto the floor.

Her fingers trembled.

Her vision had been completely stripped away by the white light.

She could only rely on memory to dial the number she had recently saved in her contacts for family business.

Shen Fei's number.

Ring... ring...

The call connected.

It was very quiet on the other end. No one spoke.

Ye Qingyu curled up on the carpet, the light radiating from her body growing increasingly blinding, as if it were going to ignite her entire being.

"Save..."

She only had time to spit out a single word.

Her consciousness then completely plunged into boundless darkness.

The phone slipped from her hand.

Pure white light instantly filled the entire room, submerging everything in a dazzling brilliance.

...

At the same time.

The Shen family's ancestral mansion, secret room.

Shen Fei sat cross-legged on a cold jade futon.

Within his body, dark gold Heavenly Demon true qi surged like a raging tide.

His phone was tossed aside.

The screen was still lit, showing an ongoing call.

Ding!

Detected an extremely intense outburst of supernatural energy!

Target: Ye Qingyu.

Status: Light element ability awakening failed, energy rampaging. Estimated time until the target dies from energy backlash: three minutes.

Shen Fei slowly opened his eyes.

A trace of extremely cold and ruthless calculation flashed in his pitch-black eyes.

She finally awakened.

And just as he had expected, without the correct guidance method, the awakening of such a high-level origin was a fatal disaster for a mortal.

Three minutes.

To ordinary people, it was a countdown of despair.

But to Shen Fei, this was the most perfect opportunity to subjugate a top-tier female lead and completely tie the Ye family, one of the four great families of the capital, to his war chariot.

Shen Fei stood up.

He grabbed the black trench coat beside him and draped it over his shoulders.

"Ling Shuang."

Shen Fei pushed open the door to the secret room.

Outside the door, Ling Shuang, who was on standby like a shadow, immediately dropped to one knee.

"Prepare the car."

Shen Fei's voice was as cold as a blade.

"To the Western Hills."

"At top speed."