Xiao Zhao, her bright eyes burning with indignation, glared furiously at Feng Guangyao and Madam Zhang.
Masters, two hypocrites!
This mansion was left to you by the Duke of Zhenguo, so by what right were they bossing her around!
Feng Ninghe's arrival caused Feng Guangyao to pause slightly.
The commotion surrounding Di Wenbin's affairs had reached a fever pitch, with the Sect Master of the Immortal Sect personally arriving in Li Country to avenge his son.
Everyone had assumed Feng Ninghe had fled in fear of punishment and would never return to the Feng family. Yet, here this slut was, back again.
After a moment, Feng Guangyao composed himself and turned his gaze dismissively towards her. "Feng Ninghe, you dare to return? With witnesses and evidence all present, you still dare to quibble. It's truly laughable."
Madam Zhang tilted her head arrogantly, her eyes condescendingly sweeping over Feng Ninghe. "Feng Ninghe, you have offended the Sect Master of the Immortal Sect. We, the Feng family, cannot keep you. From this day forward, there will be no Feng Ninghe in the Feng family."
With such smug expressions, they were eager to expel Feng Ninghe from the Feng family.
Once this slut was expelled, the Feng family would completely fall into their hands.
"It's not your place to dictate matters of the Feng family."
Feng Ninghe let out a cold snort. Beneath her delicate brows, her eyes held a chilling frost. "This is the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion. It is certainly not a place for stray cats and dogs to bark."
Being called stray cats and dogs, Feng Guangyao's face instantly flushed red. He glared at her furiously. "You offended the Immortal Sect, so you are not fit to stay in the Feng family! Do you want us all to be buried with you?"
Madam Zhang viciously kicked over a chest of clothes, stomping on them as she declared triumphantly, "Our Feng family cannot tolerate someone like you. If it weren't for Qingcheng's plea, the entire Feng family might have been buried with Di Wenbin!"
The Feng family elders huddled to the side, remaining silent and observing the unfolding events.
Feng Ninghe glanced at the servants beside her. "Did I not give the order that they were not allowed to step foot in the Feng family?"
The servants exchanged bewildered glances, at a loss.
They were merely subordinates, acting on their own initiative, and did not dare to cross the Immortal Sect.
Seeing everyone's silence, Feng Ninghe calmly withdrew her gaze, her eyes cool. "I will say this one last time. The Duke of Zhenguo's mansion was left by my father. My uncle and aunt have no right to seize it. I will allow whoever I wish to enter.
If any of you dare to let them in again, I will not hesitate to drive everyone out of the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion. I don't care about the Feng family."
What she cared about was only the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion.
She was indifferent to the fate of the Feng family.
Without the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion, the Feng family would also crumble into dust.
"What kind of talk is that? In noble families, the capable always prevail. The Duke of Zhenguo's mansion is not yours alone, it belongs to the Feng family!"
Feng Guangyao, his beard bristling and eyes wide with rage, roared, "Your conduct is corrupt. If the Feng family falls into your hands, it will only lead to our downfall!"
Feng Ninghe raised a delicate eyebrow and gestured with her hand. A powerful surge of spiritual energy swept towards Feng Guangyao and Madam Zhang.
The two figures were instantly sent flying, crashing unceremoniously outside the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion.
With a mere flick of her wrist, she made them wince in pain.
Feng Guangyao felt as if his chest had been shattered, his body too pained to even get up.
Feng Ninghe intentionally unleashed a sliver of her spiritual power.
The moment the vast and mighty aura emanated from her, the First Elder's eyes lit up. He scrutinized her from head to toe in shock, stammering excitedly, "This spiritual energy... this... could it be Nascent Soul stage?"
"What? Nascent Soul stage? How is that possible?"
The Second Elder was the first to shake his head, unable to believe that Feng Ninghe's cultivation could reach the Nascent Soul stage. "Throughout Li Country, no one's cultivation is this high. Even Qingcheng is only at the Core Formation stage."
The Third Elder readily agreed. "Even the renowned Venerable Tang only recently reached the Nascent Soul stage. Even if the eldest young lady has exceptional talent, it's absolutely impossible for her to reach the Nascent Soul stage."
Feng Ninghe's cultivation had always been a mystery.
They had never been able to discern the extent of her cultivation.
However, they refused to believe that Feng Ninghe's talent could surpass that of the Immortal Sect.
Feng Ninghe raised her gaze, her eyes calmly settling on the elders. Her cool voice slowly emerged. "Why is it impossible?"
She lightly waved her sleeve, and lightning flashed across the clear blue sky.
The First Elder's cheek twitched violently. His eyes, filled with excitement, fixed on her. "A Nascent Soul stage cultivator can summon lightning. This power is indeed that of a Nascent Soul stage cultivator! Ninghe, your cultivation has actually reached the Nascent Soul stage!"
The Second Elder, fearing he was mistaken, kept his gaze fixed on Feng Ninghe, darting back and forth. "The eldest young lady is only twenty years old, and her cultivation is already so high!"
Feng Qingcheng, born mere months before Feng Ninghe, had reached the Core Formation stage and was hailed as a prodigy.
Feng Ninghe had reached the Nascent Soul stage!
Compared to the Nascent Soul stage, what was the Core Formation stage?
If one were to speak of genius, she was the undisputed genius!
The Fourth Elder's face lit up with joy, as if seeing hope. He exclaimed emotionally, "Heaven bless our Feng family! With a Nascent Soul stage cultivator guarding us, we can be called the foremost of the four great families of Li Country!"
A Nascent Soul stage expert was revered even in Jinling, let alone in Li Country.
The First Elder excitedly circled Feng Ninghe, his eyes glued to her. "Ninghe, you are the pride of our Feng family! The Feng family will depend on you from now on!"
"Eldest young lady, although the Immortal Sect is not to be trifled with, your cultivation has reached the Nascent Soul stage. As long as you are careful and avoid direct confrontation, if you cannot win, then flee!"
"With you here, our Feng family no longer needs to fear the Immortal Sect. As for Di Wenbin, he was naturally arrogant and made enemies everywhere. Even if you didn't act, someone else would have!"
"Ninghe, no matter what choices you make in the future, our Feng family will always support you!"
The elders spoke in excited, overlapping voices.
They had been reluctant to get involved, but now Feng Ninghe was the hope of the entire Feng family.
This young woman, with her profound cultivation, possessed talent rarely seen in a millennium.
The Feng family must protect her!
Outside the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion.
Feng Guangyao helped Madam Zhang to their feet, staggering. They could not believe that this slut's cultivation had risen so rapidly.
Five years ago, she was still a cripple unable to cultivate. In such a short time, she had undergone such a drastic transformation!
Madam Zhang's sinister eyes were fixed on the delicate figure. She bit her lip fiercely. "How can this slut have such high cultivation? She must be lying!"
Feng Guangyao was equally incredulous. He looked up at the sky.
The azure sky was serene and peaceful. The lightning earlier had flashed and disappeared, making one doubt if they had imagined it.
The sunlight shone brightly on the beautiful figure.
Feng Ninghe lounged lazily, her cool eyes indifferent to everything, her slender hand occasionally stroking the spirit beast in her arms.
Xiao Zhao blinked its sapphire eyes, its small face held slightly arrogantly, and it grumbled, moving its lips.
A group of ignorant people, only now realizing their master's might, now wanting to curry favor. It was too late.