Urban God of War: The Live-in Son-in-law-Chapter 414 - Ye Feng’s Transformation, The Beginning of a New Era

As soon as Hong Jiutian appeared, he immediately became the center of attention, overshadowing even Ye Feng, as he was the most talked-about new elite in the Imperial Capital these past few days.

Rumors even spread that some Noble Clan Aristocrats couldn't help but quietly approach the Great General, trying to marry their most beautiful daughters off to this new figure of power, a situation Ye Feng had also encountered.

It was when he first prepared to enter the Capital Region, these so-called Aristocratic Clans of the Imperial Capital had sent matchmakers to the Northern Border, but Ye Feng rejected them all outright. Now looking back, it's probably because of his blunt rejections that these Aristocratic Clan Gates defected, leading to the ambush in the Capital Region.

Of course, Ye Feng didn't regret it; at that moment, he stood quietly, discreetly observing the new elite of the Imperial Capital.

Hong Jiutian's face bore no expression, only his eyebrows conveyed a compelling spirit, striding into the hall with a folding fan in hand, exuding elegance.

The moment Great General Duan Tian walked in, he burst into laughter, approaching Ye Feng and said, beaming, "Younger Brother Ye, congratulations, congratulations, taking up the post of Martial Academy Principal is indeed a cause for celebration."

Ye Feng naturally returned the gesture, but couldn't help sneering inside. Those who should have congratulated him didn't come, while the one who should not be congratulating him was hypocritically offering his wishes, which was truly ironic.

Throughout, Hong Jiutian didn't approach to exchange greetings, an arrogance that seeped into his very bones. After all, as the Imperial Capital's new elite, he should have exchanged a few pleasantries with Ye Feng, the established elite—even if just for show.

The atmosphere suddenly became quite subtle, but in comparison, Ye Feng appeared much more isolated, as aside from a few close bodyguards, there was only Ye Feng himself.

Zhuge Wuming, seeing the situation turn awkward, slowly walked to the center of the hall and announced with a laugh, "All right, since everyone is here and it's about time, the Martial Academy unveiling ceremony shall now commence. Let's all head to the main entrance."

With that, he walked over, took Ye Feng by the arm, and the two of them walked out of the hall together. However, no one else moved, revealing that the rest no longer heeded Zhuge Wuming's words or his words no longer held much sway.

At that point, Tang Bai stood up, slapping his buttocks, and said, "All right, everyone, let's go; after all, it's the Imperial Martial Academy, let's not make it too embarrassing." Only then did the crowd start to step out.

From this, one could see that the current situation in the Imperial Capital could generally be divided into two camps, one led by Zhuge Wuming and Ye Feng, and the other dominated by people such as Tang Bai. Of course, Tang Bai's forces were much more formidable than the other.

On the grand square in front of the Martial Academy, it was packed with journalists, including possibly international ones, with numerous cameras clicking away as people walked out.

naturally, those able to attend the unveiling ceremony were people of considerable status from the Imperial Capital and even Xuanyuan Nation. As the first Principal, Ye Feng should stand in the middle, with Tang Bai and Zhuge Wuming flanking him on either side. No elders from the Nine Great Sects of Ancient Martial Arts were present.

Suddenly, a voice rang high from the Utility Pavilion Sect Leader, "Lords, originally, this Martial Academy was intended to be established jointly by our Utility Pavilion and the Nine Great Sects of Ancient Martial Arts. Now, with no representatives from the Nine Great Sects present, should we still go forward with the Academy, and is there still a need for it?"

Neither of the elders answered, and all was silent. Although the question was directed at the two elders of the Utility Pavilion, clearly, everyone knew it was actually posed to Ye Feng, the head of the Martial Academy.

Ye Feng smiled faintly and asked, "I just want to ask one thing: is it that in our abundant Xuanyuan Nation, aside from the Nine Great Sects, there are no more martial artists, no more people?"

With that single question, the questioner was left speechless, and even those who wanted to object couldn't find a strong point to argue. It was an impactful retort by Ye Feng, met with enthusiastic applause from the countless journalists below, while the so-called higher-ups from the Imperial Capital turned a deaf ear.

Ye Feng stood at the threshold, taking a step forward, and declared, "I will say only this: though I serve as the Principal of the Martial Academy, I want everyone to understand that the Academy does not belong to any one person or any power—it belongs to Xuanyuan Nation, it belongs to the people."

The crowd erupted into thunderous applause once more, and by this time, the entire street was thronged with civilians, all visibly excited. At that moment, nearly every citizen of Xuanyuan Nation was glued to their televisions, witnessing this moment, for they knew that with the nation-wide implementation of the Martial Academy, the landscape of Xuanyuan Nation would surely change.

It could even be said that with the founding of the Martial Academy today, an era had ended, and a new one had begun!

Ye Feng waved his hand for silence, then continued, "As the first Principal of the Martial Academy, I have the right and obligation to announce the Academy's first and most important rule!"

"The rule is this: any person of Xuanyuan Nation, regardless of background or conditions, may enroll in the Academy. The Martial Academy operates on the principle of education for all, and most importantly, tuition is entirely free. Should anyone dare to collect fees covertly, and should it come to my knowledge through reports, they will be dealt with by military law and executed without mercy!"

At the fall of his words, the crowd burst into overwhelming applause, with many in front of televisions and smartphones moved to tears.

For a moment, people across the country were exclaiming: "Long live the Northern King, long live the Northern King!"

"What the hell are you shouting about? From now on, he is our Principal, our esteemed Principal, long live the esteemed Principal!"

"Indeed, it is the esteemed Principal, long live the esteemed Principal!"

At that moment, Ye Feng immediately felt the Divine Path Heavenly Edict Scroll in his Sea of Consciousness start to churn violently, as an enormous quantity of the Source of Luck emerged, its volume almost unprecedented.

Even at this instant, it seemed that influenced by the Divine Path Heavenly Edict Scroll, auspicious clouds suddenly appeared in the sky above the Martial Academy, clouds vibrant with various hues.

When the reporters below noticed this phenomenon, they raised their cameras to capture the scene. The nation was shaken, and Northern King Ye Feng, or rather Martial Academy Principal Ye Feng, had unprecedented prestige.

The Source of Luck from the scroll continued to emerge without ceasing. Even Ye Feng began to feel a slight throbbing pain, but at that moment, his state of mind became even clearer, and he suddenly understood an extremely important principle.

That was, regardless of the symbols of power struggle and treachery, as long as one holds true to their original intention and strives for the welfare of the common people, prioritizing the interests of the people of Xuanyuan Nation, that is to stand on invincible ground forever.

Ye Feng understood, and finally knew which path he should follow from now on!

At that time, his Sea of Consciousness suddenly became tumultuous, undergoing earth-shattering changes. His consciousness evolved, ascending to another level. In his originally vast and chaotic Sea of Consciousness, amidst the turbulent convergence, a nucleus as small as a grain of rice condensed.

"What is this..." Ye Feng was suddenly startled. As soon as his consciousness touched the nucleus, his spiritual power surged out like a tidal wave, almost enveloping the entire Inner City of the Imperial Capital. At that moment, he even felt he could control everything, as under the cover of his spiritual power, he could see everything clearly.

He was fully aware of all the movements within the Inner City.

"My spiritual power has skyrocketed and has even condensed this nucleus. It seems that this must be a Mental Power Nucleus. Has my spiritual power actually become substantial?" Ye Feng was equally overwhelmed with shock. This was most certainly a cause for immense joy. However, at this time, his face remained calm, and no one knew of the changes occurring within his body.

Subsequently, under the host Zhao Gongming, the second ceremony of unveiling the plaque took place. Naturally, Ye Feng, the first Principal, was the one to perform the unveiling. He stepped forward slightly, grasped the hanging red cloth, and then ripped it away to reveal the plaque inscribed with the bold characters "Martial Academy."

With this, the formal establishment of the Martial Academy was announced, and Xuanyuan Nation entered the next era, an era when all people practice martial arts. Of course, a series of miscellaneous tasks followed, such as the allocation of resources and various enrollment issues. However, these were not Ye Feng's specific responsibilities; he just needed to oversee them in a general sense.

After the unveiling ceremony, Ye Feng and others once again entered the main hall. At this time, those unrelated to the event either left or chose to join this brand new and most authoritative Imperial Martial Academy in the nation.

Throughout the entire period, Tang Bai had a stern expression on his face, seemingly quite angry. He had just walked into the hall without sitting down when he immediately questioned Ye Feng: "Tuition-free, what grand promises you make. Do you know how much it would cost to roll this out on a large scale, and who will pay for it? The Northern Border?"

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Facing Tang Bai's questioning, those from the Great General's Mansion were gloating on the side, thinking that the elder from the Utility Pavilion finally lost his temper, and now there would be a good show to watch.

Ye Feng's expression did not change at all as he responded directly: "The Martial Academy is for all the citizens, and naturally, the expenses should be borne by the nation. This is only logical."

Tang Bai could not help but sneer: "The nation should pay, you really think highly of yourself. I won't be hard on you. The Utility Pavilion will contribute a part of the funds, but that will be far from enough. If the Nine Great Sects of Ancient Martial Arts don't support this, I fear the Martial Academy will fail before it even starts. Do you think this is a child's play?"

Ye Feng immediately countered: "The Martial Academy was jointly established by the Utility Pavilion and the Nine Great Sects of Ancient Martial Arts. According to the agreement, the Nine Great Sects naturally have to contribute half of the funds!"

"Contribute half?" Tang Bai could not help but laugh, a mocking laugh, and he snapped: "They didn't even come for the opening day. Do you think these Nine Great Sects are willing to pay this money? Let's not even discuss the funds; after all, that's not the most important thing. What's crucial are the instructional resources and the Cultivation Method and Martial Techniques.

Without the support of the Nine Great Sects of Ancient Martial Arts, it's impossible to achieve this!"

Ye Feng said in a deep voice: "According to the agreement, there is no reason for the Nine Great Sects of Ancient Martial Arts not to provide instructional resources and Cultivation Method and Martial Techniques!"

"Agreement? You keep mentioning the agreement, but you're the Principal after all. Then let me ask you, if the Nine Great Sects stubbornly refuse to pay, what will you do? Do you have any other solutions? Could you force them to hand it over?" Tang Bai pressed.

"Why not?" Ye Feng retorted resolutely.

As these four words fell, Tang Bai suddenly became quiet. He stared motionless at Ye Feng, his eyes filled with a cold gleam.