That person glanced at Ye Xing, a hint of mockery flashing in his eyes.
"Truly, like master, like disciple."
Ye Xing gave an awkward smile, not daring to show the slightest dissatisfaction.
After that core disciple left,
his face darkened as he clenched his fist.
Then, looking at Chen Feng in the video on his phone,
intense disgust flashed in his eyes.
...
Chen Feng's video gradually gained traction, and soon a program wanted to interview him.
To reach a wider audience,
he accepted without hesitation an invitation from the most authoritative live, unscripted interview show in Daxia.
There was no post-production editing, no staged effects, just a live broadcast throughout.
It was also the highest-rated interview program in Daxia at the time.
Chen Feng hoped to expand his influence to delay, or even halt, the transformation of the jiao snake into a dragon.
Right from the start of the live interview, the host presented a set of pre-prepared questions.
These questions were crafted by teams arranged by various major families, and after repeated deliberation and research, they were finalized.
Their purpose was to find ways to diminish Chen Feng's influence.
Holding the cue cards, the host began asking the questions one by one.
"Hello, Mr. Chen Feng. You were once a hero of Daxia, having saved many people in the past, and even now many trust you."
"It's just that what you're claiming this time is rather unbelievable."
"May I ask how you have the ability to know these things?"
Chen Feng knew that his statements had caused quite an uproar online.
The most critical question online was whether he could truly enter and leave the Kunlun Mountains at will.
If it were true, and his Qi and Blood exceeded one thousand, why hadn't it been stripped away?
Now, for the sake of Daxia, for his beloved disciple, and for the Qilin his disciple cherished,
he decided to reveal his ability in front of a global audience.
After all, this was no longer a secret known only to him.
And only by doing this could he better persuade everyone.
“As you can all see, I am special, not only a Kunlun hybrid but also capable of breaking through the Qi and Blood restrictions of the Kunlun Mountains.”
"The Martial Arts Guild can confirm this point."
The host was surprised.
She hadn't expected Chen Feng to voluntarily expose this ability of his.
However, being a professional host,
she immediately initiated a video call with the Vice President of the Martial Arts Guild.
The Vice President of the Martial Arts Guild personally confirmed that Chen Feng's words were true.
With Chen Feng's self-revelation confirmed,
those who believed in him immediately became vocal.
Jin Youxi was among the most fervent.
She shouted to Liu Weiwei beside her:
"Junior Sister, quick, post comments to shut those haters up!"
Liu Weiwei nodded.
The two women's fingers flew across their screens, posting comment after comment.
Their typing speed was almost unnaturally fast.
Northern Front, Sacred Capital.
A woman with ear-length short hair, dressed in tactical gear, watched the television in the camp.
"Damn that Chen Feng! Why does he always stand in my way!"
This person was Xiao Ruohan.
Not only had she cut her hair short,
but she had also dyed it black.
She had actively participated in this war to earn some military merits.
intending to rise to prominence once again.
Through relentless effort and combat achievements,
She had now, by virtue of her strength as a high-level martial artist, successfully been promoted to squad leader.
commanding a ten-person combat team.
Chen Feng's call for a ceasefire now was tantamount to cutting off Xiao Ruohan's path to merit and promotion.
Donghai City.
Su Yan watched Chen Feng's interview with a smile and happily booked a plane ticket.
"Little Master is back."
"It's time for him to fulfill his promise."
...
Meanwhile, the people of the Seven Great Families had gathered in the conference room of the Martial Arts Guild.
Ye Wujiang watched Chen Feng's live broadcast, the corner of his mouth curling up slightly.
"I was wondering earlier if he would expose his unique traits to prove himself."
"I didn't expect him to say it right from the start."
"Pity that a young man is still a young man after all, too naive."
The head of the Liu Family said with a cold sneer:
"No matter what he says, it's useless. He has already fallen into the trap we set!"
The representative of the Li Family snorted coldly, looking at Chen Feng on the video, and said:
"No one can stop Daxia from conquering the world!"
"And no one can stop our families from rising to power once again!"
The Martial Venerable from the Zhang Family took out a world map and said:
"We should discuss in advance how to divide the territories."
"To avoid disputes afterwards."
"This time, my Zhang Family wants half of the Western Continent."
At this moment, Chen Feng was still unaware that this interview he had accepted
was actually pre-arranged by the Seven Great Families.
Based on Chen Feng's answers, the host, following a pre-set script, immediately found the corresponding next question.
"Mr. Chen Feng, you also said that the Ancient Clan people in the Kunlun Mountains hold great hostility towards us outsiders, and that you have even been to their settlement."
Chen Feng nodded.
"That is indeed true."
The host continued:
"According to what you said, once Kunlun fully opens its mountains, they will break through their Qi and Blood limitations."
"Those who have practiced the Everlasting Youth Technique and lived for several hundred years will rapidly advance to the Martial Saint realm."
"And then pose a huge threat to Daxia, and even the entire world."
Chen Feng nodded.
"Yes, that is exactly the case."
"What we should do now is immediately stop the war..."
The host suddenly interrupted him with a smile, saying:
"It's just, Mr. Chen Feng, there's one more thing I don't quite understand."
"And I think many viewers share the same doubt."
Chen Feng didn't know what the host was unclear about.
He stopped speaking and gestured for the host to voice his question.
The host quickly glanced at the question card in his hand and said:
"Can you tell all the viewers what your current Qi and Blood value is?"
Chen Feng was puzzled, unsure why the other party was asking this now.
But he still addressed the camera and said:
"My current cultivation is at the peak Martial Arts Grandmaster level, with a Qi and Blood value of 6000 points."
The host took out another card, looked at its contents, and added:
"According to the recent battle reports from Kunlun City,"
"It's said that you can easily defeat Martial Grandmasters while being of a lower rank, and even engage in combat with Martial Venerables."
"May I ask if this is true?"
Chen Feng didn't understand why the host was suddenly bringing this up.
He couldn't help but think to himself:
"Is he a fan of mine, trying to hype me up?"
On the surface, he immediately nodded.
"Yes, but fighting against a Martial Venerable is still somewhat challenging."
Chen Feng's answer instantly caused exclamations from the live audience.
"Is that for real? Can a Grandmaster really fight a Martial Venerable?"
"I just want to know, when did Chen Feng become a Martial Arts Grandmaster?"
"I remember half a year ago, when I saw him, he was still at the Master level, wasn't he?"
"Brother, that's nothing! I heard he was just a Martial Apprentice last year, can you believe it!"
"Are the mixed-blood descendants of the Kunlun Exiles really this formidable?"
...
After listening to Chen Feng's words, the host nodded emphatically several times.
He then gathered the cards in his hand and stacked them together.

e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.

lanned to earn money steadily and take life at a slower pace. But he never expected... his father's remarriage, and the stepmother bringing along a dependent, would completely disrupt his life's plans...

ap a wealthy young lady? Or else I'll be eliminated by the system? Ye Feng, who awakened the Kidnapper System, originally wanted to live a peaceful life but never imagined he would become a kidnapper of young women. However, after some time, he discovered that all the girls the system ordered him to kidnap were far from ordinary. "Big brother Ye Feng~ You've kidnapped my heart, and now you're not allowed to leave me ever again~" "Ye Feng~ You kidnapped me back then, now it's my turn to capture you♡" "Little Feng, you're mine! You can only be mine!" "Ye Feng, none of them deserve you. Only I love you the most♡" ... This is madness, they've all gone mad! Wait, what? Why are all the girls I kidnapped yanderes?!

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”