Chapter 1557: Chapter 1439: Bestowing the Inheritance
"Then where are you planning to go?" Kong Ningshuang asked, her willow brows knitting.
"I have my own arrangements. You can leave on your own. Thanks for everything." Ye Qingfeng said gently.
Kong Ningshuang was silent for a while, suddenly not knowing what to say. There was a strange feeling in her heart that she herself couldn’t put into words.
After a moment, Kong Ningshuang finally parted her red lips slightly and said, "Alright, goodbye then."
With that, she turned around in a chic motion and left. The secrets she’d wanted to probe earlier—suddenly, she didn’t want to ask about any of them anymore.
"Wait a second!"
Suddenly, Ye Qingfeng called out from behind Kong Ningshuang.
"What is it?" Kong Ningshuang turned her head, her brows drawing together as she spoke coldly.
"This is for you." A transparent bead suddenly appeared in Ye Qingfeng’s hand, and he tossed it directly to Kong Ningshuang.
"What is this?"
"Inject your Spiritual Power into it and you’ll understand. I said before, you give me the Spirit Stones, and I’ll grant you a heaven‑defying opportunity. This is the Nine Tribulations Immortal Venerable’s gift to you."
Ye Qingfeng said indifferently.
Kong Ningshuang was speechless inside. Nine Tribulations Immortal Venerable? This guy was just too bizarre. A ’gift’, really?
Kong Ningshuang didn’t hesitate. She directly poured her Spiritual Power into the bead. At once, she felt a vast, complex torrent surge straight into her mind.
Alchemy Chapter!
Artifact Refining Chapter!
Cultivation Techniques!
Swordsmanship!
...
It was as if an enormous library had been moved straight into Kong Ningshuang’s mind, making her brain almost explode on the spot.
She simply couldn’t think, couldn’t try to inspect these things. It was too enormous. The moment she tried to ponder even a bit of the words contained within, a splitting headache would assault her.
"Could this be... the Panwu Immortal’s inheritance?" Kong Ningshuang was instantly stunned, her delicate body trembling.
Back in the Panwu Land, they’d suspected that Ye Qingfeng had obtained the Panwu Immortal’s inheritance, but they couldn’t be sure. Now it seemed he really had gotten it.
Yet such a precious thing—he’d actually given it to her? Kong Ningshuang’s heart was shaken to the core.
"Right now you can’t try to think about it, and don’t try to read it. You need some time to slowly digest it, then go through it bit by bit." Ye Qingfeng said mildly.
"It really is the Panwu Immortal’s inheritance? You really gave it to me? Do you have any idea what this means? This is a super powerful inheritance, an absolutely peerless Supreme Treasure. In the Ancient Martial World, countless powerful Great Sects would fight over it!"
Kong Ningshuang stared at Ye Qingfeng and asked seriously.
She was the most outstanding disciple of the Immortal Heart Sect and had received a lot of resources, but compared to the Panwu Immortal’s inheritance, those were nothing.
She simply couldn’t believe that Ye Qingfeng had actually given her the inheritance. This was a heaven‑defying gift!
She finally understood that Ye Qingfeng’s so‑called promise to grant her a heaven‑defying opportunity had been a real commitment.
"Just some trash. It’s useless to me." Ye Qingfeng said blandly.
He really didn’t need the Panwu Immortal’s inheritance. What was truly useful to him was the Golden Flame Magma preserved in the Panwu Immortal’s stone statue, which had allowed Ye Qingfeng to cultivate a Divine Skill.
Kong Ningshuang’s heart stirred slightly. She realized Ye Qingfeng was a bit better than she’d imagined. She had already absorbed the inheritance within the bead; Ye Qingfeng could no longer reclaim or guard it.
Since Ye Qingfeng said this, there was no way he really regarded the Panwu Immortal’s inheritance as trash. He was saying it so she wouldn’t feel guilty. He wanted to take a favor from her.
Kong Ningshuang analyzed in her heart, and suddenly felt a little moved.
The Panwu Immortal’s inheritance was simply too precious, truly shocking to Kong Ningshuang. Ye Qingfeng being willing to give this to her indeed left her deeply shaken.
"Alright, I should get going. Goodbye." Ye Qingfeng turned, directly summoning the Futu Sword.
"Wait, I’ll go with you." Kong Ningshuang suddenly spoke up, her expression shifting slightly. "When my master comes to find me, I can hand the Mid Grade Spirit Stones over to you as well."
Ye Qingfeng’s heart moved slightly, and he didn’t refuse.
Bringing Kong Ningshuang with him, Ye Qingfeng once again stepped onto the Flying Sword. But this time he wasn’t heading to search for the Soul Devouring Hall; instead he flew toward Hai City.
Hai City, Minghao District.
Riding the Futu Sword, Ye Qingfeng flew straight into Yun Xi’s room. However, his brows furrowed; his Divine Sense had detected that Yun Xi wasn’t in her room.
Inside Yun Xi’s room, Kong Ningshuang glanced at Ye Qingfeng. This was clearly a girl’s room—the living room and bedroom décor were all primarily pink.
She couldn’t help but give Ye Qingfeng another look. She still remembered that Shui Yiyi had asked Shui Ruyi to deliver the Heavenly Punishment Pill—said to keep one eternally youthful—to women who had a relationship with Ye Qingfeng.
Could this be the room of one of Ye Qingfeng’s women?
Ye Qingfeng didn’t think too much of it. He took out his phone and called Yun Xi.
"Hello, Ye Qingfeng, you actually called me!" Yun Xi’s clear, pleasant voice rang out over the phone, sounding very surprised and delighted.
"Where are you right now? Why is there no one at your place?" Ye Qingfeng asked directly.
"I’m overseas right now. I got nominated for a Grammy music award. Ye Qingfeng, did you know? I’m the first Huaxia singer to receive this nomination!"
Yun Xi said, a bit excited.
"My dream has always been to revitalize classical, traditional‑style Huaxia music. Now that I’ve received recognition from the Grammys, you could say I’ve gained international recognition. My dream has finally come true!"
Ye Qingfeng’s brows arched slightly as he listened. Previously, because of his domineering actions, Yun Xi had fallen into massive controversy.
"Ye Qingfeng, I really have to thank you. If you hadn’t given me that zither, I never could have achieved this. It was your zither that conquered the world!"
At this moment, Yun Xi spoke solemnly over the phone.
"Ye Qingfeng, I kind of—" Suddenly, Yun Xi’s voice grew softer. "Miss you."
"Heh, come back early." Ye Qingfeng chuckled lightly, then hung up.
Kong Ningshuang glanced at Ye Qingfeng. She had clearly heard his conversation. As expected, this guy had other women.
She really didn’t know how Shui Yiyi could accept that! Just then, Ye Qingfeng’s phone rang again. He picked up, and his previously gentle expression suddenly changed. A sharp killing intent flashed in his eyes!
Ye Qingfeng’s face grew as dark as water. The call was from Wang Siyu: someone had broken into Huayu Group again.
And once again, it was people from Korea’s Hanxing.
The Hanxing Li Family actually still hadn’t given up and had once more dispatched Martial Artists to infiltrate Huayu Group, intending to directly assassinate Wang Siyu.
This time, the one who came was a true expert, a War King Realm powerhouse. If Zhong Ming’s strength hadn’t risen—he, too, was now at the War King Realm—
Then this time, Wang Siyu would have been in extreme danger!
"Hanxing Li Family!"
Ye Qingfeng spat out the words coldly, his gaze icy.
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