A little over a year later, Xiao Feng had grown taller.
It would be more accurate to call him Yun Xiao Feng rather than Xiao Feng.
He once made a bet with Yun Yun, saying he'd lose if she had any magic cores.
Unexpectedly, Yun Yun took out hundreds, even thousands, of magic cores from her storage ring.
This infuriated Xiao Feng, who immediately changed his name at Yuexuan.
Although Yun Xiao Feng was unconvinced, he figured it wasn't a big deal to take his wife's surname. So he simply changed his name to Yun Xiao Feng.
In the past year, Yun Xiao Feng's progress in music left Tang Yuehua and Yun Yun speechless.
Was this even human?
In less than a year, his musical skills had surpassed Tang Yuehua's.
This was a huge blow to Tang Yuehua!
But that wasn't all. During this year, the Crown Prince of the Heaven Dou Empire, Xue Qinghe, brought his share of the previous year's milk tea profits:
50 million gold soul coins.
Such a large amount of gold soul coins made Xue Qinghe and Emperor Xue Ye beam with joy.
It's worth noting that Yuexuan's share alone amounted to 50 million gold soul coins. Imagine how much the Heaven Dou Empire would have!
However, after this technology was transferred to Xue Qinghe, even Emperor Xue Ye of the Heaven Dou Empire couldn't easily force him to hand it over to the royal family.
The Heaven Dou Empire's royal family wasn't completely secretive. If this technology were leaked, it would be a devastating blow to the empire's economy.
Currently, the Heaven Dou Empire's royal family only has two princes, Xue Qinghe and Xue Beng, and the little girl Xue Ke.
Xue Qinghe has also become Ning Fengzhi's disciple, mainly to gain the support of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School. Xue Beng
is a spoiled brat, a second-generation wastrel.
Once, Xue Beng came to Yuexuan, claiming to be picking up his sister.
He ended up causing trouble at Yuexuan and was brutally beaten by Yun Xiaofeng.
Yun Xiaofeng had already mastered the second level of the *Nine Yang True Scripture*, but he was stuck.
This problem reminded him that he hadn't awakened his martial soul yet, but he already possessed innate level 20 soul power. Plus, he was often dragged out for physical training by his wife, Yun Yun.
So, Xue Beng, whether he was pretending or not, was easily beaten up.
This news was suppressed by Xue Qinghe.
Emperor Xue Ye didn't say much either; as long as his foolish son wasn't killed, everything was fine.
Ning Fengzhi brought Bone Douluo to Yuexuan today.
His purpose was simple: to buy the new product developed by the young master of Yuexuan—
a product that could drive all the women of the Douluo Continent crazy: perfume.
In the past year, Yun Xiaofeng had researched many things.
But the most profitable product was perfume.
"Brother Xiaofeng, these are the two I'm introducing to you. The sect leader of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, and also my teacher." Xue Qinghe paused after introducing Ning Fengzhi.
Yun Xiaofeng looked refined, elegant, and gentle. He carried a waist-high cane inlaid with a large diamond.
His white robes made his demeanor even more gentle.
"Uncle Ning, hello." Although Yun Xiaofeng wasn't afraid of Ning Fengzhi, his demeanor had become much more amiable over the past year. " Gentle and refined."
"Oh, Little Devil Yuexuan. I didn't expect you to be so polite!" As soon as Ning Fengzhi said this,
Yun Xiaofeng glared at Xue Qinghe beside him.
This guy must have been badmouthing him outside.
Xue Qinghe simply smiled awkwardly but politely.
"Sect Leader Ning, please don't flatter me. I've heard that the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect has a mischievous little devil who has defeated everyone in the sect without a single loss. Is that really true?" Upon hearing
Yun Xiaofeng's words, Ning Fengzhi and the particularly large-framed old man behind him couldn't help but twitch at the corners of their mouths.
"Teacher, please sit down! Brother Xiaofeng is very easy to get along with." Xue Qinghe's mouth almost twisted into a grin.
Everyone knew that Ning Fengzhi's precious daughter, Ning Rongrong, was a lawless figure throughout the sect.
"Sect Leader Ning, please come in. Look at me, my brain just goes blank when I see the richest person in the world. Please don't take offense!" The richest sect in the world is the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, but the next richest person in the world is undoubtedly its master, Ning Fengzhi.
Ning Fengzhi could no longer treat Yun Xiaofeng as an ordinary child. He toned down his initial disdain.
Yun Xiaofeng placed two bottles of his newly developed perfume on the table and slowly pushed them towards Ning Fengzhi and Xue Qinghe.
"Your Highness, Uncle Ning, please take a look." Yun Xiaofeng was already a little over a meter tall. His little face was still chubby and very cute.
No wonder Xue Ke had been constantly pinching his cheeks all these years.
As for Bone Douluo, forget it!
He's an old single dog.
"Hmm, how should I put it? Mine is orchid scented, with a long and lingering fragrance. It's quite nice, I like it very much." After Xue Qinghe finished speaking, she looked at Ning Fengzhi.
At this moment, Ning Fengzhi was completely captivated by the perfume, as if he had seen a stunningly beautiful woman naked.
"Fengzhi," Bone Douluo nudged him from behind, bringing him back to his senses.
"Ah, oh. I was just being impolite, I'm truly sorry," Ning Fengzhi said, embarrassed but still polite.
"It's alright, Uncle Ning. I'd like to make a deal with you using the perfume-making methods," Yun Xiaofeng said, then picked up the teacup on the table and took a sip.
"So, how does the Little Demon King want to trade?" Ning Fengzhi asked, looking at Yun Xiaofeng with great interest.
Hearing the nickname "Little Demon King," Yun Xiaofeng wanted nothing more than to pull down Xue Qinghe's pants and spank her.
"I will give you the entire perfume-making plan, but I will keep the jasmine perfume-making plan. I will also give you the perfumes I research in the future.
I only need one level of sales revenue. And also, I want your sect's method for controlling distraction during cultivation.
That's all I ask for; I hope Uncle Ning will consider it." After saying this, Yun Xiaofeng said no more.
He needed to give Ning Fengzhi time to think,
after all, the method of controlling distraction was a secret manual of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.
Xue Qinghe was standing to the side; she also wanted a design for this perfume, but she couldn't come up with anything that would satisfy Yun Xiaofeng.
So she quietly watched Ning Fengzhi from the side, hoping he would succeed in the deal.
That way, Ning Fengzhi would owe her a favor, making her plan to seize the country even smoother.
Ning Fengzhi's inner thoughts were: "Very worthwhile, extremely worthwhile. But I still have to put on an expression that I've lost out big time."
"Deal. Happy cooperation."
"Happy cooperation." Soon, Yun Xiaofeng went to another cabinet in the reception room and handed a box of documents to Ning Fengzhi.
"Uncle Ning, these are the production plans for seventeen perfumes," Yun Xiaofeng said.
Ning Fengzhi also took out his Distraction Control Technique from his storage soul tool, clearly prepared in advance.
"Little Demon King, could you promise me you won't pass on the Distraction Control Technique to anyone else?" Ning Fengzhi wasn't sure if this request was excessive.
"Don't worry! Uncle Ning, I'll only let my own people practice the Distraction Control Technique! You can rest assured about that."
Suddenly, an extremely powerful aura spread out outside Yuexuan.
The Bone Douluo behind Ning Fengzhi immediately released his aura as well, enveloping everyone in the entire reception room.
However, Xue Qinghe was completely taken aback when he saw the indifferent Yun Xiaofeng.
This was a Title Douluo coming to their door!
"Tang Yuehua, get out here for me!"
The Title Douluo's aura didn't subside, and many people were forced to the ground, unable to move.
"Old man, you're courting death." With a delicate shout, a woman in a blue dress with a stunningly beautiful face instantly arrived on the first floor.
The sheer aura alone was enough to startle the Title Douluo who was unleashing his power outside the Moon Pavilion.
"Wife Yun Yun. Let's cripple her first." At this moment, the doors to the reception hall opened. A handsome young man, over a meter tall and dressed in brocade robes, walked out.
"Extreme Wind, Meteor Strike!" Yun Yun shouted, no spirit rings appearing beneath her feet, indicating it was her self-created spirit skill.
A pale blue sword aura, carrying unparalleled power, seemed to tear apart the space it passed through.
"Seventh Spirit Skill, Clear Sky True Body, Clear Sky Protection!" Sensing the threat of death, the troublemaking Title Douluo had no choice but to use his life-saving technique.
A huge, jet-black hammer, crackling with electricity, instantly enveloped the old man.
But it was useless against Yun Yun! Yun Yun's current combat power was far superior to that of the newly-entered Title Douluo Clear Sky Sect. Even Qian Daoliu wouldn't stand a chance.
A single sword aura pierced through the troublemaking Title Douluo.
Yes. He was instantly crippled.
Bone Douluo, Ning Fengzhi, and Xue Qinghe stepped out and witnessed this scene. Their pupils widened instantly.
They knew the troublemaker was a Title Douluo from the Clear Sky Sect. But they hadn't expected him to be so easily defeated .
No,
it wasn't that the opponent was easily defeated.
It was that Yun Yun was too powerful.
Indeed. A self-created soul skill that they considered simple instantly crippled a Title Douluo from the Clear Sky Sect who had activated both the Clear Sky True Body and the Clear Sky Protection.
How could such combat power not shock Ning Fengzhi, Bone Douluo, and Xue Qinghe?
"Seventh Elder, how are you?" Several members of the Clear Sky Sect who had come with this Title Douluo
rushed forward to help them when they saw their Seventh Elder beaten to such a state.
But Yun Yun didn't care about the Clear Sky Sect .
With a casual sword aura, she crippled several Clear Sky Sect disciples. She didn't kill them. It was because the hooligans told her that crippling them was enough.
Yun Xiaofeng had already arrived at Yuexuan's kitchen.
He changed his clothes there, covering his face with Tang Yuehua's stockings, leaving only his eyes visible.
Many people had already gathered outside.
However, as soon as Crown Prince Xue Qinghe's token appeared, the guards blocked everyone outside, awaiting orders.
At this moment, a little brat, with a black stocking over his head and carrying an axe, slowly walked out of Yuexuan.
Yun Yun saw the stocking over the hooligan's head and cursed under her breath, "Shameless." She said nothing more.
She picked up the axe and walked over to several Haotian Sect disciples and the Seventh Elder who had come to cause trouble.
"You're called Tang Lieyang, right?" Yun Xiaofeng still remembered what the entire Haotian Sect had done to force Tang Yuehua into a marriage alliance with the Star Luo Empire.
Yun Xiaofeng hated this old man to the core.
"How dare you! This is our sect's Seventh Elder!"
A disciple of the Haotian Sect tried his best to uphold Tang Lieyang's dignity.
"Oh, is that so?" Yun Xiaofeng said indifferently, raising his axe and hacking at the disciple.
In an instant, the disciple was killed. Or rather, he was smashed to
death. The axe was still embedded in the Haotian Sect disciple's head. But Yun Xiaofeng didn't care about that, despite the violent and bloody scene. He stretched out his little foot and stepped on the Haotian Sect disciple's face, forcefully pulling out the embedded axe. Seeing this, whether it was the Crown Prince, Xue Qinghe, or Ning Fengzhi, they all felt that this little brat wearing stockings was too terrifying. He killed without a word. The important thing was that this brat was not even six years old! "Tang Lieyang, you old scoundrel, tell me, what do you want to do at Yuexuan?" Yun Xiaofeng squatted down and patted Tang Lieyang's face. Tang Lieyang gritted his teeth, refusing to speak. "We've come to ask Aunt Yuehua for money," a half-crippled Haotian Sect disciple answered Yun Xiaofeng's question. "Heh, your Haotian Sect is truly laughable. Before your sect closed its gates, my wife Yuehua gave you five million gold soul coins and announced her withdrawal from the sect. Now you're thinking of asking for money? Shameless! Is this the true face of the number one sect in the world? I finally understand. Just now, I spared your life because of your mention of Aunt Yuehua. Go back and tell Tang Xiao that if anyone from the Haotian Sect dares to appear at Yuexuan, I'll have my wife Yunyun personally go to the sect and wipe them out. Don't doubt my words. I always keep my word. If you don't believe me, you can ask that old bastard Tang Lieyang." Yun Xiaofeng's words sent a chill down their spines. No spirit rings appeared; a simple move was enough to reduce Tang Lieyang, a Title Douluo-level cultivator who had activated his seventh spirit skill with the Clear Sky Hammer and then used the Clear Sky Body Protection technique, to this wretched state. Tang Lieyang didn't speak, but simply looked at the disciple and nodded. The disciple then fell silent, knowing that everything was beyond repair and only wanting to leave as quickly as possible. "Old bastard, do you still remember when my wife, Yuehua, carried me to the Clear Sky Sect? You actually tried to kill me! The dignified Clear Sky Sect has become so shameless as to kill a newborn infant! Your Clear Sky Sect really has a lot of nerve!"
Besides, what are you trying to do here today? To put it nicely, you're here to collect money. But the hell did you come here unleashing your Title Douluo aura? So what if you're a Title Douluo? You're trash in front of my wife, Yun Yun. Stop acting like a big shot.
You've injured so many of my Yuexuan students; how can we even calculate these losses? Even selling your entire Clear Sky Sect wouldn't be enough to compensate. So, the only way to pay for this is with your dog's life."
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