The Strongest Dandy in the City Chapter 2230 - 2219: Became Their Son-in-Law?

In the chamber of the younger generation.

The revelation of Ye Chenfeng’s statuses as an Eighth Grade Artifact Refiner, Eighth Grade Alchemist, Eighth Grade Talisman Master, and Formation Master stunned everyone.

Every young member from the Nine Nether Ice Lion lineage gasped in shock, particularly Zhao Feiyu, who had boasted about being a Fifth-Rank Artifact Refiner. His complexion drained to a ghostly pallor, as though he had slapped his own face, recognizing himself as a laughable fool.

Simply being a Fifth-Rank Artifact Refiner couldn’t hold a candle to Ye Chenfeng’s Eighth Grade prowess, and crucially, was Ye Chenfeng merely an Eighth Grade Artifact Refiner?

Zhao Chengming and Zhao Huaqing, who had anticipated greeting Ye Chenfeng post-test with great eagerness, never dreamed of his additional extraordinary skills. The test outcomes left them breathless, bordering on the ridiculous.

Remember, Ye Chenfeng was just thirty years old! They questioned if he was truly mortal. Only upon receiving yet another transmission from Zhao Wenyu did Zhao Chengming and Zhao Huaqing snap back to reality, their expressions brimming with shock. Zhao Chengming proclaimed the new message aloud, leaving the others utterly astounded by Zhao Wenyu’s near-yelling words.

Clan Leader Zhao Wenyu openly called Ye Chenfeng his son-in-law!? And planned to throw the grandest welcoming feast for him? Yet, reflecting on Ye Chenfeng’s displays from the test’s start to now, all present comprehended. Such supreme talent across multiple fields was unheard of, his potential boundless.

Achieving Eighth Grade status in Artifact Refining, Alchemy, Talisman Mastery, or Formation Mastery demands lifetimes of effort. Yet Ye Chenfeng mastered them all before turning thirty—a feat miraculous beyond belief.

Wouldn’t a man of such might pair perfectly with the princess of the Lion King’s lineage?

At present, their princess appeared somewhat inferior beside Ye Chenfeng.

Zhao Chengming complained, "Why are you all still frozen? Move quickly and assemble—didn’t you catch the Clan Leader’s order? Delay too long, and the Clan Leader will surely punish us."

With that, Zhao Chengming turned to Zhao Huaqing nearby with glee, "Huaqing, I wholeheartedly back this brother wedding our Lion King lineage princess. As her brother of sorts, boasting such an exceptional brother-in-law fills me with pride."

Even the typically composed Zhao Huaqing bubbled with thrill, declaring, "Let’s head out—I’m dying to greet this brother-in-law. No surprise the Clan Leader lost his cool; our Nine Nether Ice Lion lineage might be poised for resurgence."

Under the lead of Zhao Chengming and Zhao Huaqing, the room’s young members departed, with Zhao Feiyu trailing last. From the Clan Leader’s words, he grasped that both the leader and elders fully endorsed Ye Chenfeng. The bitterness hit like swallowing sewage; his features contorted fiercely.

After several deep breaths, Zhao Feiyu forced the savagery from his face to fade; he buried his resentment deep within, muttering, "It won’t be so simple. I, Zhao Feiyu, refuse to yield. The Lion King’s lineage princess belongs to me, and I, Zhao Feiyu, shall claim the throne as next Nine Nether Ice Lion Clan Leader."

"Anyone who obstructs me, I’ll crush without mercy."

Finishing his soliloquy, Zhao Feiyu’s form flickered away from the room. He understood that in such moments, composure was key—rage mustn’t blur his mind, lest he forfeit all hope with Bai Xiaorou.

Right then.

Far inside a hidden minor realm.

Intricate arrays encircled the ravine; at its heart lay the Purifying Demon Pond, designed to erode demonic qi.

Bai Xiaorou immersed herself in the Purifying Demon Pond with eyes shut. The demonic qi within her had almost vanished. Earlier, the ancestor had granted her a purification rite, its energies fusing steadily as the demonic influence waned.

Her power had surged wildly during demonization at first. Now, with demonic qi receding, it dropped, but the rite bestowed authentic advancements.

Bai Xiaorou’s actual strength had started at the Initial Stage Heavenly God Realm; her aura now pulsed at the Peak of the Third Layer of the Heavenly God Realm. Had she not vanished in youth, she might have attained Heavenly God Realm sooner back home.

Reclining against the pond’s inner edge while soaking, Bai Xiaorou noticed a Messaging Jade Token on the rim begin to shine.

Her visage remained frosty and regal, exuding chill. Delicate brows twitched faintly as she opened her eyes languidly. Grasping the Messaging Jade Token and absorbing her father Zhao Wenyu’s words, her icy demeanor melted into pure delight and eagerness—a vivid shift.

Bai Xiaorou sprang from the pond, swiftly wrapping herself in a white silk robe.

Her figure blurred out of the canyon; with demonic qi largely cleansed, she had lingered only to consolidate her state.

Meanwhile, Ye Chenfeng’s roles like Alchemist and beyond came to light.

The shadows cloaking him fully lifted; detecting numerous auras northward, he hastened in that direction.

No hindrances barred his path, allowing smooth progress.

After pressing on rapidly for thirty minutes.

Ye Chenfeng stopped short as the earth quaked, snow melting away to expose a vast, opulent carpet rolling out endlessly ahead.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!" rumbled through the air.

Along the carpet’s flanks, pale columns rose, each kindling with flames.

Old Bai Wu Fengxian’s voice echoed in Ye Chenfeng’s thoughts, "Youngster, the Lion King lineage holds you in utmost awe. Nine Nether Ice Lions loathe fire; employing it for welcome signifies peak reverence, showing profound warmth—a historic rarity for them."

Old Hei Jiang Yuntian laughed, "Kid, what an incredible distinction!"

As Old Bai and Old Hei spoke, Ye Chenfeng trod the carpet, striding forward steadily. The path stretched immensely, lined with stone pillars at intervals, flames roaring atop each.

Upon traversing a solid hour.

Ye Chenfeng arrived at the terminus, facing a stern-faced middle-aged man who softened into a warm grin at his sight, even advancing to meet him. Dozens stood arrayed behind the man.

This middle-aged man was Zhao Wenyu.

Arriving beside Ye Chenfeng, Zhao Wenyu called out to the assembly, "Everyone, behold! Here’s my son-in-law. Surely none object?"

Ye Chenfeng remained clueless about the man’s identity! Zhao Wenyu’s declaration baffled him—was he instantly a son-in-law among the Nine Nether Ice Lions?

Next, two aged silhouettes drew near: Zhao Shenghong and Zhao Jinpeng, with Zhao Shenghong chuckling, "Young brother, you’ve made it at last! We’re kin now—no need for formalities!"

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