Chapter 80: Yun Qingfeng

Chapter 80: Yun Qingfeng

Yun Meng was having a full-blown internal conniption.

Why, you ask?

It all started because of those meddling Elders! These damned things did not know the disaster they were inviting upon the Family!

The moment he mentioned an ‘Immortal Fairy’, these old things’ eyes lit up like stars! He could practically see the gears turning in their heads, each click a promise of impending disaster. And he yearned with all his heart to yell in their faces, ‘No, she doesn’t give a flying fuck about your precious little grandsons and great-grandsons!’

Unfortunately, he could not - they were almost as strong as him and were also startlingly united this time around.

Even the First Elder, who usually supported him, laughed heartily, “Clan Head, it might be a little foolish, but one must believe in miracles. After all, true love is unconditional!

“Moreover, it's not as if we’re being impolite to our guest. It’s merely a Welcoming Banquet!”

Yun Meng truly wanted to drag him by the beard to a mirror and scream, ‘Just take a look at yourself! How the hell would one ‘blessed’ by your genes even get the opportunity to replicate?! And you expect an Immortal Fairy to take a liking to your brat?! How fucking deluded are you?! Unconditional love, your wrinkled ass!’

Unfortunately, he could not. All of them were older than him. And as a man who respected his Elders, he could not do something so disrespectful.

Another oldie spoke, stroking his beard, “Don’t you think it would be more impolite to not welcome such an esteemed guest? It would seem like we’re trying to isolate her from the Clan.”

“Indeed. Especially when she has shown such courtesy, staying with us for so long.” The First Elder nodded, stroking his thin beard.

A middle-aged woman chuckled lightly, covering her mouth behind her sleeve, “She might have overshot it a little, however.”

A wave of chuckles spread through the room. Indeed.

In the culture of Radiant Star Kingdom, the longer a guest stayed in your home, the more they trusted you. The idea behind it was that the longer the guest stayed, the more vulnerable they were to you, depending on you for their stay, food and safety. This was why rival clans never invited each other to their homes, since the other party simply wouldn’t dare take a single step into their rival’s home!

But the longest one stayed was three days, anything more would be considered rude - unless they were very close.

After a few rounds of discussion, the whole thing was set in stone.

Yun Meng sighed.

He may be the Clan Head, but he did not hold absolute control over the Clan. He only held the greatest power within the clan. And usually, no one contested his decisions because, even if everyone banded together, as long as even one other Elder voted for Yun Meng, Yun Meng would win. This little wrinkle in the system, however, had somehow slipped his mind: the terrifying prospect of complete and utter unanimity of the Elderly Association.

So, when the situation where everyone was against him occurred, he was utterly dumbfounded.

The only thing he could do was make it so that their intentions were less obvious. Yun Meng sighed as he left the Meeting Room.

“Don’t fret so much, Little Meng.” The First Elder patted him on the shoulder, “I know what you’re worried about, but remember - as an officially recognised Martial Arts Family, we are protected by the Empire.”

“But, Martial Uncle,” Yun Meng said worriedly, “I fear we’re underestimating the power of an Immortal...”

“Like I said, Little Meng - you worry too much,” the First Elder shook his head. “This Miss Xiao you’re talking about is a Fairy, isn’t she? Then, there is no need to worry. The people of the fairer sex, they're gentle creatures, they do not desire confrontation as much as us. As they say: Yang is tough as stone, Yin is gentle as water.”

Minus the euphemism, he believed women were not as strong as men. And in Martial Arts, it was an undeniable fact: a woman was physically much weaker than a man. There were far fewer female Martial Artists who could break the limits of their bodies and attain a greater Stage on the Martial Path compared to men. Moreover, at the same Stage female Martial Artists had a considerable disadvantage below the Life Transformation Stage. This resulted in males being much more favoured than females in low-level Martial Arts Clans.

So, for a man who had only ever heard of Immortals and had never seen a Martial Artist above the Flesh Tempering Stage, this was the truth of the World.

Yun Meng finally understood why the First Elder who was normally conservative and cautious would suddenly jump around with more excitement than a monkey stumbling into a banana plantation.

So, he immediately cooked up another argument.

“No, no, I’m afraid you’re misunderstanding my point,” Yun Meng shook his head vigorously. “What I mean is, Miss Xiao might have pursuers who are even stronger than her. If they come to know of our intentions, they definitely won’t be pleased. And if they band together to make things difficult for us...”

Yun Meng trailed off, letting the First Elder imagine and come to a conclusion on his own.

“Oh,” The First Elder froze. “I did not think of that.”

‘And that’s why you’re only the First Elder, while I’m the Clan Head,’ Yun Meng ridiculed the Elder inwardly.

‘Although, it could also be that nose,’ he stared at the lump of flesh that looked more like a frog’s butt, ‘that monstrosity simply does not fit the image of a Clan Head.’

“So, I suggest that we tell the other Elders to stop their plans...” Yun Meng trailed off, staring at the First Elder’s constipated expression. Then, a fearsome thought struck his mind and he stared at the First Elder incredulously, “D-Don’t tell me... You guys have already...?”

All he got in reply was a whisper, “Well, I mean, affection has to be fostered over time, not in one shot...”

Yun Meng nearly keeled over!

“Oh, Heavens take pity on my Yun Family!”

Then, he sprinted like his life depended on it! And it might really!

He ran towards the Southern Section of the estate like he was chasing the wind, cursing inwardly, ‘Oh great ancestors of mine, why did you have to make the estate so pointlessly large?!’

Suddenly, he screeched to a halt in front of the training field in the Martial Hall.

There, he saw a strange scene.

On a stage that had obviously not been there before, a pair of teenagers duked it out, displaying their Martial Arts with unprecedented vigour. Their kicks and punches flowed naturally and beautifully - almost as if they had understood the True Meaning of their Martial Arts!

And on the ground, several other Yun Family spawn cheered and jeered, screaming at the ones on the stage. Some sported black eyes or bleeding lips, while others had anticipatory grins plastered across their faces.

Meanwhile, on a platform fit for a visiting dignitary, Fairy Xiao was perched leisurely, watching the fight with great interest. The maidservant assigned to her by Yun Meng stood dutifully at her side. When Miss Xiao opened her mouth, the maidservant immediately reacted, picking up a sweet with chopsticks and gently placing it in her mouth before pulling away, allowing the Immortal Fairy to savour it.

Then, she made a face as though she had swallowed something bitter. The maidservant swiftly removed the bag of offending candy. The rejected treats joined a growing pile of discarded delicacies, a tragic testament to Fairy Xiao's discerning palate.

Yun Meng: “???”

W-What the heck? What was going on? Could someone please explain this to him? Why had the expected scene of harassment turned into... this? Yun Meng felt that even a series of question marks drawn on his forehead would not fully express the confusion in his heart.

He felt he was far too lacking in brain power to comprehend this scene!

Above-average physical strengthAbove-average martial skillArroganceIdiocyMisfortune

None

Potential

Martial Path: 0 star [Trash]

Danger Rating

Low

Remarks

A spoiled brat who thinks the world revolves around him. Likes Fairy Xiao and wants to get in her good books like everyone else here - a toad lusting after swan meat. Typical low-grade Young Master. Watch out for shady pills - oh, wait, this one’s too backward to afford them.

‘The heck is a ‘low-grade’ Young Master?’ Yun Qingfeng thought. Moreover, he was also a young master. Does that make him a ‘low-grade’ as well? ‘Young Master’ he was, but that low-grade prefix irked him quite a bit!

‘Also, dumbfuck? How the hell is that a title? That’s purely an insult!’ The corner of Yun Qingfeng’s mouth twitched slightly, finding it hard to suppress his amusement.

“You! How dare you get distracted fighting me?!” Yun Han screamed, interrupting Yun Qingfeng’s thoughts. “Courting death!”

Yun Qingfeng was startled. Then, he realised that it was indeed a little rude. Just as he opened his mouth to apologise, Yun Han employed his movement art, rushing towards Yun Qingfeng like a leopard after its prey.

Yun Qingfeng had no choice but to defend, raising his hand to defend against the fist aimed directly at his face.

As Yun Qingfeng concentrated on the fight, all sounds and distractions disappeared leaving only his opponent and himself. Time itself seemed to slow down as he stared at the oncoming punch.

Easily manoeuvring around the rather wide punch, he stepped forward - directly into Yun Han’s space. Generating as much power as he could from his feet, thighs and waist he slammed his fist into his opponent’s solar plexus before he could even react.

“Ugh!” Yun Han groaned under the intense pain in his abdomen while stumbling back, barely keeping his consciousness.

Before his opponent could even regain his footing, Yun Qingfeng stepped forward once again slamming his fist into his opponent’s chin with a spectacular uppercut, knocking him out.

“The winner of the semi-final is Seventeenth Cousin, Yun Qingfeng!” Another young man cosplaying a panda with his two black eyes and chubby figure shouted.

Yun Qingfeng glanced at him, casually reciting in his mind: ‘Appraise!’

Name

Yun Long

Gender

Male

Age

16

Lifeform level

Tier 0: Mortal [Body Refining 7th Layer]

Titles

Fatty, Yun Family’s Seventh Young Master, ...

Strengths

Genius business acumenGood fortune

Weaknesses

Likes food too much.

Affiliation

Yun Family

Special Abilities

None

Potential

Martial Path: 0 star [Trash]

Business: 3 star [Genius]

Danger Rating

Low

Remarks

A happy-go-lucky young Fatty.

This horizontally challenged young man is your typical protagonist’s best friend.

A natural genius in business, coupled with good fortune, he’s bound to make lots of money.

It’s a good idea to befriend him now.

Yun Qingfeng pursed his lips, trying to suppress his amusement yet again, ‘Who the hell has Fatty as a title?’

Shaking his head, he jumped down from the makeshift stage.

‘Just one more match and I’ll have what I need.’ he thought, clenching his fist with determination as he stared up at the platform where the Clan Head was chatting with this Miss Xiao. ‘I won’t let Lingxiang suffer!’