Both Bi Ji and Zi Ji were extremely magnanimous.
After all, in their eyes, Qian Renxue was truly just a very, very young child.
Moreover, she had been brought here by Ye Feng. As elders, they naturally couldn't be too stingy.
After all, their relationship with Ye Feng was something they definitely couldn't spread around, lest it tarnish his reputation.
As for Ye Feng's relationship with that Zhu Zhuqing, they wouldn't gossip about that either.
These were all Ye Feng's own matters.
They only needed to fulfill their duties as elders properly.
"Thank you, Sisters~"
Qian Renxue understood that this was their goodwill, so she didn't refuse.
At the same time, she couldn't help but feel an overwhelming sense of envy.
Although Ye Feng was an orphan, having elders who doted on him like this was truly a blessing…
And what about her? Even though her grandfather loved her dearly, Qian Daoliu mostly stayed out of affairs, and her childhood had been entirely overshadowed by Bi Bi Dong.
Bi Bi Dong would scold and beat her at the slightest provocation, even going so far as to want to kill her!
She really envied Ye Feng…
"Come, Sister will take you to tour the Star Sect. Stay for dinner tonight~"
Bi Ji seemed to have noticed the shift in Qian Renxue's mood. Gently holding her arm, she smiled warmly.
"Mm, okay!"
Qian Renxue was deeply moved by Bi Ji's tenderness.
If only Sister Bi Ji were her mother—how happy she would be…
As Bi Ji and Qian Renxue left, Zi Ji finally turned to Ye Feng with a teasing smile. "Young Master, be honest—what's really going on here?"
"Ahem, well…"
Ye Feng briefly summarized his relationship with Qian Renxue, omitting, of course, the intimate details of what they had done together.
However, he didn't hide his grudge with Qian Daoliu.
"What? You mean you not only tricked Qian Daoliu but also escaped from him?!" Zi Ji's jaw nearly dropped after hearing Ye Feng's account.
Since when had Ye Feng become so incredible? She had no idea!
That was a Demigod!
And an enraged one at that!
Even she might not have been able to escape from Qian Daoliu in that state.
Yet Ye Feng not only escaped but also brought Qian Renxue back with him?
"Aren't you afraid Qian Daoliu might chase you all the way to the Star Sect?" Zi Ji suddenly grew worried at the thought.
"Relax, that old man cares about his dignity. He knows he can't do anything to me, so he won't come here to humiliate himself."
Ye Feng waved his hand dismissively, looking completely at ease.
What if Qian Daoliu did come after him? He'd just escape again.
Besides, Qian Daoliu was the Angel God's representative, and he valued face and credibility above all else.
Many in this world still revered the Angel of the Spirit Hall. If such a scandal were to spread, Qian Daoliu might even face punishment from the Angel God.
"That's a relief…"
Zi Ji let out a sigh, then asked curiously, "But how exactly did you escape from Qian Daoliu?"
"Ahem, I recently awakened a new Blink Talent."
Ye Feng scratched his nose sheepishly.
"Blink? How far can you go? Could it really be faster than a Demigod's speed?" Zi Ji was even more baffled.
"About a hundred kilometers or so…"
Ye Feng rubbed his nose and muttered quietly.
Since he often used this talent and trusted Zi Ji deeply, apart from the Attribute System, there really wasn't anything else he couldn't share.
Zi Ji: "..."
"What kind of talent is this?! It's way too overpowered!!!"
After a brief silence, Zi Ji suddenly pulled Ye Feng into her arms and began ruthlessly teasing him!
Clearly, she was deeply envious.
In all her years, she hadn't even awakened the simplest spatial-type talent.
Yet Ye Feng had managed to awaken such a powerful one—truly worthy of the Primordial Dragon Bloodline!
In this world, only Di Tian and that one other could perform such long-distance spatial teleportation...
And Di Tian had cultivated for hundreds of thousands of years, mastering spatial laws to their limit before achieving it.
But Ye Feng? He reached a level ordinary people could never attain in their lifetimes—just by relying on his talent. It was downright outrageous.
"Haha~ Just lucky, I guess~"
Ye Feng laughed heartily, taking a deep breath of her milky fragrance.
"Still, during the Young Master's absence, it seems your cultivation has improved…"
Zi Ji abruptly changed the subject, pushing Ye Feng into a corner of the hall and pinning him against the wall. Her eyes brimmed with allure as she whispered, "Let this servant see just how much the Young Master has grown~"
"Ahem… Sister Zi Ji, the main door is still open. Isn't this a bit too public…?"
Ye Feng coughed awkwardly, clearly struggling to handle her enthusiasm.
"What's there to fear? No one's watching. Besides, doesn't the Young Master enjoy this kind of play~"
With a light roll of her eyes, Zi Ji pressed herself against him.
And began extracting his essence.
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...
One hour later.
Ye Feng "escaped" from Zi Ji's clutches.
Emerging slowly from the corner, Zi Ji draped a robe over herself, her face flushed peach-red. Unconsciously, she licked her lips, savoring the aftertaste.
"The Young Master really is getting stronger…"
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"Thank goodness I've grown stronger, or I'd never have gotten away…"
Meanwhile, Ye Feng, now on the run, sighed in relief.
His current physique was at least twenty times stronger than before!
Coupled with the [Kidney Strengthening and Body Fortifying] Lexical Trait, he could finally hold his own against Zi Ji—barely.
However, since Qian Renxue was still in the sect, Ye Feng had hurriedly wrapped things up and fled, not wanting to be caught by his ex.
As for Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong, Ye Feng had also received news about them.
Ning Rongrong had returned long ago, having already reached level 31.
Zhu Zhuqing, on the other hand, had been quite obedient—no longer overworking herself. Her daily training was limited to eight hours, with weekends off.
Today happened to be a rest day, so Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong had gone out together, even bringing A Yin along. They still hadn't returned.
But Ye Feng thought this was for the best.
After all, relentless cultivation alone wouldn't yield much. Resources, background, and opportunities were what truly mattered.
It was just like students in his past life.
Those from average families who studied tirelessly would eventually become corporate slaves, earning meager salaries after graduation and drowning in millions of debt after marriage…
Of course, a few did rise through academics, but they made up less than 0.1%.
As for those who slacked off? A quick inquiry would reveal that 90% of them came from wealthy families, never worrying about food or shelter. Even if they didn't find jobs after graduation, their families would arrange something—or they'd inherit the family business, with houses and cars ready for marriage.
With the support of his family, although he wasn't exactly soaring to great heights, Ye Feng was still considered a well-known young master in the small city.
Life is short, so one should enjoy it while they can.
A person can endure hardship, but they shouldn't have to endure it for a lifetime.
Ye Feng treated his own people very well.
He had already planned out their futures for them, even going so far as to arrange divine positions for them.
Whether they worked hard or not, as long as they became his people, they would inevitably receive the most suitable divine position in the future.
This was an opportunity that ordinary Soul Masters wouldn't even dare to dream of.
(End of Chapter)