Global Demon Transformation.

Chapter 136: A Glimpse of the Mountains
At the highest point of the villa area, Dong Yunan's expression changed as he looked shocked.

"You will be at the top of the mountain, and you will be able to see all the mountains and small mountains at a glance!"

For some reason, as she stood in Villa No. 1 overlooking the view below, a line of ancient poetry suddenly popped into her mind.

This description may be somewhat exaggerated and the meaning may not be accurate, but at her feet, villas are arranged in a stepped pattern.

Beneath the hundred villas lies a densely packed dormitory area for new students, resembling building blocks.

This stark contrast generates a sense of satisfaction and vanity that is exhilarating.

Undeniably, this feeling is wonderful and enjoyable for teenagers.

"Brother Feng, thank you!"

Dong Yunan stared at Lin Feng's retreating figure with a complex expression in her eyes.

If it weren't for Lin Feng, with her abilities, she wouldn't have been able to get into the top 100, and naturally wouldn't have been qualified to enter the villa area.

A villa has five rooms, and five people is the standard number for a team. Given the preciousness of a healer, many people would be willing to provide her with a room, but being given a room and having one yourself are not the same feeling.

At this moment, she began to understand why Lin Feng had said those seemingly heartless words.

Lin Feng and Yun Kai both possess extraordinary talent and are the most sought-after players in the future Glory League, even potential All-Star players.

Although she had refined an eighth-tier siren, she was still two levels below the two of them.

Among her peers, there are therapists who are stronger and more talented than her, but there are almost none who can compare with Lin Feng and Yun Kai.

If she can't keep up, she will be eliminated.

Just like the Throne Challenge.

If you lack the ability, you can only stand obediently on the sidelines.

At this moment, a hint of determination appeared in the girl's originally innocent eyes.

at the foot of the mountain.

Having just finished assigning dormitories, the freshmen began to find their own rooms. The quick ones were already carrying their newly purchased blankets, washbasins, and other daily necessities, moving along the paths in twos and threes, chatting and laughing with each other.

"This shabby dorm room, the wooden plank beds are so hard, how can anyone sleep in them?"

"It's a minor issue; I can always get a different bed. What I'm worried about is that I'm a light sleeper, and what if my roommate snores?"

"The girls' dorms are on the left, starting from building 37. Shall we go take a look around later?"

"Five people share a dorm room, and the dorm room is so small, maybe even fifty square meters. There's absolutely no privacy."

"Why don't we rent a studio apartment on campus? Nobody's moved in yet. It's 100,000 a month, you can move in as long as you pay!"

"It's too expensive, 1.2 million a year, poor people can't afford it. But I heard from a senior that there's a ranking competition every six months, and those who make it into the top 500 can have a studio apartment. I'd better focus on my training!"

When freshmen chat, almost all of them complain about the dormitory environment.

Whenever they complain, they always unconsciously raise their heads slightly, looking up in the direction of the villa area, their eyes revealing longing and envy!

The previously lively atmosphere suddenly fell silent.

To be able to get into the three major hero academies, each of them must be exceptionally talented, and they have enjoyed the envious and admiring gazes of their classmates since childhood.

But at this moment, as fellow freshmen, they were being 'trampled' underfoot, and had to look up to vaguely see the figures of the group at the highest point.

"Baiji!"

"Ye Ming!"

"Deng Cheng!"

"Yunlin!"

"Yun Kai!"

"Dong Yunan!"

"Lin Feng!"

As their gazes moved upwards, the freshmen murmured names in their minds.

Perhaps noticing their companions' gaze, some lowered their heads, subtly averting their eyes and feigning calm. But for some reason, the initial excitement of starting school had vanished. A sense of loss and repression even lingered.

In fact, everyone understands why there is such a significant difference and disparity between the dormitories for freshmen and returning students.

This is a kind of incentive that people reject, or even hate!
Some senior students had already talked to them about this vulgar tactic during their time at Hongyun. Even the senior students who were used to it looked annoyed and deeply helpless when they talked about it.

Shangjing.

Cloud-shrouded Mountain. A screen of light is playing a video.

A series of frenzied and excited shouts rang out, and the words "Wind God" and "Kai Emperor" could be heard from time to time. Upon closer inspection, it was clear that the video being played was footage of the Throne Challenge.

"In just three or four months, he has mastered two third-grade martial arts techniques, reaching the high-level or even peak of the first-grade level. Even I was surprised!"

A soft exclamation of praise came from a room filled with wisps of smoke.

Yang Qingtian sat upright in a grand chair, dressed in a jet-black Tang suit. He was exceptionally robust, with long black hair and delicate skin that showed no signs of age.

As a Martial King, Lin Feng's martial arts talent was somewhat astonishing even to him.

He never imagined that his grandson, who had been rated as 'C' grade and had no potential for development just six months ago and whom he had never met, would repeatedly surprise him and bring him such joy and awe.

He originally thought he valued the child enough, but who could have imagined that the child would create a miracle every ten days or so?

Lin Feng's talent and achievements overshadowed all the other geniuses of his generation.

"What a prodigy!"

Thinking of this, even Yang Qingtian couldn't help but shake his head and sigh.

Only after the light screen slowly stopped and disappeared did he turn his gaze to the middle-aged man standing not far away, and ask indifferently, "Have you found out?"

The man was dressed in a sharp black suit, his body straight as a spear, his expression cold and stern, exuding a sharp aura. Facing Yang Qingtian's question, he bowed slightly and said, "The boy who attacked Lin Feng is named Yang Rui, the son of the thirteenth young master's steward."

"Who ordered Yang Rui to take action?"

"I asked Yang Rui, and he said it was Yang Xingnan, the son of the Thirteenth Young Master, who ordered him to do it," the middle-aged man replied.

"Yang Xingnan?"

Yang Qingtian frowned slightly, looking somewhat surprised.

As a large family, he had many grandchildren, but he could only remember the names of the most talented ones, and Yang Xingnan was one of them.

Yang Xingnan is Yang Qing's youngest son.

Eighteen years old this year, a freshman at Great Wall University, a first-rank martial artist, the demon spirit he refined is the same as his father's, a ninth-rank demon mantis. More importantly, the fire bloodline inherited by his family has been awakened, making him one of the most outstanding younger generation in the family.

How did Yang Xingnan know about this? What is he planning to do?

Yang Qingtian asked.

Lin Feng did not reveal his identity to his clansmen, nor was there any need to do so.

Logically speaking, no one should know.

At that time, Lin Feng was too weak, only a first-grade martial artist, and had not yet refined the demon spirit. Even if he became the top scorer in the college entrance examination, in the end, he was just a genius.

As a clan of honor and lineage, the Yang clan is not lacking in geniuses.

Therefore, even though he felt it was a pity that Lin Feng refused to return to the family, he didn't take it too seriously.

But now, he has to take it seriously.

He might not care about geniuses, but it's different for prodigies!
A martial arts prodigy who claims to be able to refine the demon spirits on the Earth Ranking is destined for an extremely brilliant future.

With Lin Feng's talent, barring any unforeseen circumstances, he might break through to the ninth rank and become a Martial King in less than ten years, becoming a powerhouse on par with Lin Feng.

If Lin Feng can truly refine the Earthly Ranking Demon Spirit, then even he would lower his stance.

As for the Martial Emperor, perhaps there is even a slight possibility.

But it's only a slim possibility.

Even he, who broke through to the Martial King level at the age of 37, is still unable to reach the threshold of the Martial Emperor level after sixty years of time, now at the age of 97.

As a powerful figure who protects the nation, the title of Emperor Wu is not something that can be achieved simply by having talent.

The middle-aged man remained silent.

As for where Yang Xingnan found out and what he wanted to do, he didn't know, so he didn't explain.

"Immediately expel Yang Rui from Hongyun University and make him disappear from Lin Feng's sight. Also, give Yang Xingnan a warning and make him behave!"

Yang Qingtian didn't dwell on the issue too much and continued, "Thirteen just came back. Go and talk to him and tell him that I hope he can make up for his relationship with Lin Feng."

The middle-aged man looked somewhat strange and did not respond immediately.

Seeing this, Yang Qingtian finally realized, "Never mind, that's right, I'll go and talk to them about this!"

(End of this chapter)