Urban God of War: The Live-in Son-in-law-Chapter 418: What’s there to consider!
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This was the first time Ye Feng had utilized the nucleus within his Sea of Consciousness, and the effect was surprisingly effective, shocking even himself.
It was a nucleus formed from the materialization of spiritual power, though it was still small, as tiny as a grain of rice, even smaller than an ordinary grain, but after all, it was the materialization of spiritual power. When Ye Feng utilized it, terrifying spiritual power spread out like a tidal wave in an instant.
Of course, on the surface, there was no discernible sensation, at least not to martial artists or cultivators who had not yet sensed their own spiritual power—they simply couldn't detect it. However, as soon as he departed from his body, Ye Feng suddenly realized that he had a sense of control.
With just a thought, all means of attack were instantly restrained by him, rendered completely immobile!
At this moment, not only the Sect Master of Underworld Sect, You Jiuming, but also Qiu Kuzhen, had their faces filled with shock and horror as if they had seen a ghost.
"Die!" Ye Feng shouted coldly, and he charged out directly. Accompanied by a flash of a light blade, You Jiuming's head fell to the ground on the spot—a powerhouse of the Fifth Realm of the Divine Path at the peak of the Divine Ability Realm was annihilated with a single move!
Qiu Kuzhen's face had already turned deathly pale, and at that moment, the Cold Needles he had released suddenly fell to the ground, one by one. It turned out that Ye Feng had withdrawn his spiritual power control, and the reason he chose this moment to do so was to conduct an experiment.
Suddenly, the Spirit Nucleus within his Sea of Consciousness began to spin violently again, and spiritual power surged out like a tidal wave, silently landing on Qiu Kuzhen.
Clearly, Ye Feng wanted to use Qiu Kuzhen for an experiment to see if his spiritual power could restrain the other party, but the next moment he was shocked to find his head spinning, even experiencing a strong sense of swelling pain, and his figure staggered involuntarily.
Qiu Kuzhen was not stupid, and immediately realized this was an opportunity, without any hesitation, he tried to escape through the window.
But in front of Ye Feng, how could he let his opponent escape? The moment Qiu Kuzhen made a move, the Spear of the Ancestral Dragon had already been shot, piercing through his body.
"Hang the heads of these two at the entrance of the Martial Academy. I want to see what kind of reaction the Nine Great Sects of Ancient Martial Arts will have this time!" Ye Feng commanded with a cold voice, turning to look at Qiu Shuangtian and the others, "Kill them all, not a single one spared, and as for the Qiu Family, all of the direct lineage, execute!"
At this moment, Ye Feng was like the God of Slaughter, undoubtedly truly enraged. Not to mention Qiu Kuzhen's collusion with the Nine Great Sects, the Qiu Family's actions alone were sufficient for their doom.
"Yes!" In an instant, Sima Zhantian and Leng Wuming sprang into action, leading several strong individuals straight towards the Qiu Family.
Ye Feng glanced at the private room, already having lost any interest in eating, and left along with Hong Qingyan. As he leaned back in the car, he exhibited an air of exhaustion.
Hong Qingyan couldn't help but ask, "Big Brother Ye, what's with you?"
Ye Feng shook his head and smiled, "Don't worry, I was just conducting an experiment and realized I had taken a step too big, but it's nothing important."
This time, Hong Qingyan unusually started to joke, "Is it because you took such a big step that you pulled a muscle?"
Ye Feng was startled for a moment, but then he burst into laughter. Of course, Xiao Chuanqi, who was driving in front, just focused on navigating, pretending not to hear the exchange behind him.
Indeed, as Hong Qingyan said, Ye Feng had taken a step too big; he had wanted to see if his spiritual power could control a person, but in the end, he found out that he had overloaded it.
The overstrained Spirit Nucleus nearly burst, and in that moment, Ye Feng felt as though his head was about to explode. Through the experiment, Ye Feng came to understand that his spiritual power was still weak, probably at the lowest level.
"In this case, given the current strength of my spiritual power, the limit is probably to control the means of attack of Divine Ability Realm martial artists. As for powerhouses at the Sacred Realm Level or Ancient Daoist Cultivators in the Half-Step Golden Core Realm, I can only influence their means of attack at best and am far from being able to control and restrain them."
Ye Feng pondered to himself. Of course, if he could reach the day when he could control the attack means of Sacred Realm powerhouses, then even a Powerhouse of the Sacred Realm could be killed in one move. If such a day were to come, he would probably be on the verge of reaching the peak of the Martial Dao of this world.
Without a doubt, Ye Feng was sure that day was not far off.
And after Ye Feng drove back to Northern Cloud Residence, the heads of You Jiuming and Qiu Kuzhen were hung at the entrance of the Martial Academy. As the news spread, it instantly shocked the entire imperial capital.
After all, the identities of these two were not trivial—one was the Sect Master of the Underworld Sect of the Nine Great Sects, the other was one of the Nine Sect Leaders of the Utility Pavilion. Now, their heads were hung at the entrance of the Martial Academy, which showed the magnitude of the shock and impact.
However, what was strange was that even though the whole imperial capital and even the Ancient Martial World were agitated, no one dared to go to Northern Cloud Residence to confront the Northern King Ye Feng, because once they understood the truth of the event, they were left speechless.
After all, everyone was not a fool; the attempt of the Nine Sect Leaders of the Utility Pavilion to collude with the Nine Great Sects of Ancient Martial Arts was tantamount to deserving death.
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However, while there was no crusade, it didn't mean that there were no people filled with rage. For example, in the courtyard of Duantian Great General's Mansion in the afternoon, when he grasped the whole situation, he slammed the desk violently, and that sturdy marble desk instantly shattered.
"Arrogant, far too arrogant, and completely arrogant disregards others! This Northern King Ye Feng, he's now utterly lawless!" Great General Duantian bellowed, quivering with anger.
Sitting opposite him, Sky-piercing couldn't help but say, "Foster father, what's happening now is with Nine Sect Leaders of Qiu Kuzhen, it has nothing to do with us, why do you have to get so angry?"
Duantian sat there grandly, like a Golden Blade general, and huffed heavily through his nose, "On the surface, it has nothing to do with us, but just look, this Northern King Ye Feng, oh, I should now refer to him as the Principal, after slaughtering a man, he dares to hang the head at the gates of the Martial Academy! Isn't this a threat and warning to us? This is far too presumptuous.
"Also, if he dares to slaughter even the Sect Leader of the Utility Pavilion, wouldn't that mean that one day he might dare to destroy even me, the Great General?"
Sky-piercing was surprisingly silent, because he felt that the Great General's words were indeed likely to happen, so Sky-piercing quietly turned his head, sneaking a glance at Hong Jiutian, who was sitting by the lake fishing.
Unfortunately, throughout the whole process, Hong Jiutian just sat there motionless, fishing with great leisure, completely ignoring the raging fury on their side.
Duantian also turned his head to look over, and called out loudly, "Mr. Hong, tomorrow all depends on you."
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Hong Jiutian didn't respond to his words. Suddenly, he flicked his wrist gently, and a fat carp instantly bit the hook. What was odd was that in mid-air, he flicked his wrist again gently, and the fish slipped off the hook, falling back into the lake.
Only then did Hong Jiutian speak, "For me, that so-called Northern King Ye Feng, Martial Academy Principal Ye Feng, is just like that fish just now. If I want him to live, he'll live; if I want him dead, then death is certain for him."
"Well said!" Duantian suddenly stood up and clapped his hands, then declared in a deep voice, "Since Mr. Hong is so confident, then I shall spread this news, at the summit of Forbidden City after sunset tomorrow, it will surely catch everyone's attention!"
Although Duantian was much older than Hong Jiutian, he still had to respectfully call him Mr. Hong in front of him, which showed the esteemed status of Hong Jiutian.
Hong Jiutian showed no reaction, as this matter was of little concern to him, and at this point, Duantian felt it inappropriate to bother him any further; after a moment of thought, he said, "Never mind, the incident with Qiu Kuzhen has too great an impact, I better pay a visit to the Utility Pavilion."
By now, the day had already turned dusky, and at the very top of the Utility Pavilion, indeed, two people were sitting. These two, like children who mischievously climbed up to the rooftop, were sitting atop the roof ridge, but these two were elderly men with gray hair and beards.
They were none other than Tang Bai, one of the two elders of today's Utility Pavilion, and the other, whom Ye Feng had met, was Bu Zheng from the Ancient Bu Family.
"Brother, you must have seen the situation by now, that Northern King Ye Feng is really pushing his luck further and further," Tang Bai suddenly said.
With a wine bottle in his hand, Bu Zheng took a swig before saying, "I've already said it before, half a year, I can't make a move until half a year later, after all, a word from your brother here isn't the same as a fart released into the wind!"
Tang Bai continued, "But now, it's not only our Bu Family, even the Hong Family has jumped out as well, and the other two families are probably getting restless too. Before long, even that little mountain village in the Northwest won't be able to resist getting involved."
Wiping off the wine stains from his beard, Bu Zheng scoffed coldly, "So what? Isn't that even more fun? We've all been dormant for so many years, it's about time to come out for some fresh air. Besides, I've heard recently that in the Central Region Fallen Dragon Valley, a space rift has appeared, right?"
Tang Bai nodded and fell silent. Being of Ancient Clan origin, he certainly knew what this signified and understood the magnitude of its impact and seriousness of the consequences.
Continuing with a scoff, Bu Zheng said, "These days, even the Ancient Martial Warriors dare to open a space rift, aren't they afraid of calling forth a giant monster that could just swallow them up!"
With a sigh, Tang Bai said, "If even the Ancient Martial Warriors can open a space rift, it only means that the spatial membrane is getting thinner and thinner. If this continues, it won't last much longer. The entire world's structure will have to change as a result, which is why we need to strategize sooner rather than later."
"Strategize what? Strategize crap!" Bu Zheng spat out with annoyance, "It'd be best if that membrane space broke. Then we, the Four Great Ancient Clans, wouldn't have to guard that passage anymore. Do you really think we enjoy living in seclusion? We have no choice!"
Tang Bai asked, "Brother, once the world's structure changes, don't you think about your own prospects?"
"Think about what? What's there to think about!" The old man Bu Zheng snorted, took another gulp of wine, and then said, "My biggest plan right now is, in a year, to find that big smoking pipe little old geezer in the Northwest and have another showdown with him. Better yet, I'll try to knock him down and take all his treasures for myself!"
Tang Bai fell silent as he knew the grievance between the two men was not something that could be explained in a few words, nor could it be diluted by time.
At this very moment, in a vast and oppressive space, with no sun or moon, a little old man with a big smoking pipe was sitting atop a high city wall, puffing away. He suddenly sneezed.
"Dammit, who's cursing this old man!" The little old man couldn't help but curse aloud.
It was at this moment that a plump young lady with a ponytail came beside him and sat on the edge of the high city wall, dangling her legs and said, "Who else could it be but your old friend from back in the day."
