Global Demon Transformation.

Chapter 153 Yang Qing
Having already made up his mind, Lin Feng did not immediately contact the people at Juxing.

Because if he signs with Juxing, his endorsements will no longer be up to him; the club will be responsible for that.

Before signing with a club, let's settle the advertising endorsements first.

"We need to confirm this today."

Lin Feng's phone vibrated slightly, indicating it was a call from his mother. He said goodbye to Yang Fan and then went to the balcony.

"Dude, you're famous now!"

On the other end of the phone, my sister's excited voice came through first.

Lin Feng smiled and said, "Your brother became famous a long time ago, why are you only calling now!"

Lin Feng found it strange that he didn't receive a call from home after ascending to the first throne yesterday, as this was not like his sister.

"I wanted to call you yesterday, but Mom wouldn't let me. She said you're having your blood-purification ceremony at the Demon Blood Pool today and she doesn't want to disturb you!"

"Brother, you are now the idol of all the students in Jiangcheng. Everyone knows that I am your sister. People bring me breakfast and buy me lots of delicious food every day. They want your autograph!"

"But I didn't give it to him. Humph, you think you can get my brother's autograph just because you have a little something to eat? You're dreaming."

"Brother, when are you coming back to Jiangcheng? You have to come pick me up from school then."

Ma Lele chattered on and on, showing no sign of stopping anytime soon.

"I'll go back for the New Year, and I'll pick you up then," Lin Feng said with a smile.

"Okay, you've said too much, it's my turn."

As her older sister's voice came through, Lin Kerou answered the phone: "Xiaofeng, I'm so proud of you! You must take good care of yourself."

The older sister said something, and the phone was handed back to Lin Fang.

"Xiaofeng, Mom saw it."

"Take good care of yourself, make sure you're well-fed and warmly dressed."

"The body is the most important thing. The speed of cultivation doesn't matter. Those things are secondary and not important."

"Don't worry about things at home. We're having lunch at your maternal grandfather's house today. Everything is fine."

My mother's words were all admonitions.

There was no congratulations or well-wishes for Lin Feng's achievements.

At that moment, Lin Feng was unaware that his mother's eyes were red-rimmed on the other end of the phone.

Even if she wasn't a martial artist and didn't care about martial arts, Lin Fang knew what breaking the record of the Red Cloud University's Demon Blood Pool meant.

In the television news, the host explained in detail the difficulty of this impromptu breakthrough and Lin Feng's extraordinary willpower, which was both shocking and admirable.

"You can't imagine the pain an 18-year-old boy could endure!"

This is how the host commented.

The news report also showed footage of Lin Feng's mangled, bloodied body. Lin Fang couldn't bear to look at it; her heart trembled, and she couldn't help but shed tears.

The son sacrificed so much to change his family's life.

To avoid putting pressure on Lin Feng, she said nothing. She knew that saying anything would be useless and would only burden him.

Even though his mother hid it well, Lin Feng could hear her worry and heartache, and his heart was filled with warmth.

The mother and son chatted for a while, then the person on the phone changed again.

"Xiao Feng, I'm your uncle!"

The call was answered by Lin Feng's maternal uncle, Lin Anbang. He praised Lin Feng's achievements, saying, "You are the pride of the Lin family. Your grandfather has been grinning from ear to ear these past two days. He's been receiving so many phone calls, all from his old comrades and relatives, congratulating him. He even said he wants to have a couple of drinks at noon to celebrate."

Lin Anbang asked a few simple questions about Hongyun University, and then expressed his heartfelt gratitude:
"Xiao Feng, thank you for Xiao Fei's matter."

Yesterday, his family of thirty watched the entire Throne Challenge live stream.

They originally thought it would be great if Lin Feng could sit in the top ten, but who would have thought that Lin Feng would actually ascend to the number one throne.

Seeing his nephew sitting high on the first throne, he was excited and shocked, but not too surprised.

The top scorer in the national college entrance examination, the number one in the country, it seems normal for him to take the top spot.

The fact that Lin Xiaofei was also able to occupy a throne was truly unbelievable and a delightful surprise.

Although it was only the 99th throne.

Lin Xiaofei's talent is indeed remarkable, reaching the ninth level of body cultivation and refining an eighth-order Fire Ape King. However, at Hongyun University, geniuses abound, and he is still a level below the true prodigies.

Many who were stronger than him were eliminated early on. But because of Lin Feng, he was well protected and ended up unscathed, without even lifting a finger, and thus secured a throne.

That's some enviable luck!
It's enviable how well she's latched onto such a powerful figure.

If Dong Yunan is the biggest sparrow in the Throne Challenge, then Lin Xiaofei is the most inconspicuous little sparrow.

Putting aside the resources and rewards of the Throne Challenge, this baptism of demon blood alone is extremely precious, a privilege that money can hardly buy.

For Lin Xiaofei, having such a cousin is perhaps the greatest opportunity of his life.

Others can only envy this!

Originally, the family thought this was shocking enough, but who would have thought that before they could even process the news, Lin Feng would break through to the second rank in just one day!

An eighteen-year-old second-rank martial artist!
Besides his own nephew, how many others in the whole country could he find?
Even if there are any, they are probably just those elite clans who used rare resources to artificially inflate their status.

"Xiaofei is my cousin, we're all family, there's no need to be so polite," Lin Feng said.

"Alright, alright, you're his cousin. If he's done anything wrong, stop talking nonsense and just beat him up."

"Don't worry about your mother, we'll take good care of her."

Lin Anbang said a few words, then handed the phone back to Lin Fang. Lin Fang gave him a few more instructions before reluctantly hanging up.

Go to Beijing!

Misty mountains.

"You've been watching for a while, what are your thoughts?"

In the antique-style study, Yang Qingtian sat on a grand chair, looking at the light screen in front of him, and asked a question.

A man stood opposite Yang Qingtian.

This was a middle-aged man who looked to be in his thirties or forties, standing 1.9 meters tall. He was dressed in a black martial arts outfit, his body as straight as a sharp spear. He had long, black hair tied up to his shoulders, a angular face, two sharp eyebrows, and dark eyes below his eyebrows that flashed with a stern and heroic spirit.

It can be said that he was an extremely strong, handsome man with a fatal attraction to women.

"Father, what are you trying to say?"

The man, also looking at the light screen, asked calmly.

Sunlight streamed into the room through the window, casting a faint reddish glow on the man's skin, as if he were absorbing the sun's heat. He exuded a scorching aura, like a blazing flame.

You know what I'm going to say!

Yang Qingtian stood up and looked at the child in front of him, who was already capable of standing on his own, the representative of the Yang family, and also his most satisfied child.

“Yang Qing, he inherited your talent, and his talent is even more monstrous than yours.”

“I have no objection to taking him back to the family.”

Looking at the radiant young man in the light screen, Yang Qing said.

Even though his face appeared normal, his heart was far from calm.

If his father hadn't told him, he would have completely forgotten that the child even existed.

He never imagined that the child he had abandoned thirteen years ago would become a peerless genius that was the talk of the nation.

Even he, at this age, cannot compare.

His other children paled in comparison to Lin Feng.

“Ningbing has already spoken with him and promised him many benefits, but he didn’t agree!” Yang Qingtian said.

"Refusing to come back?"

Yang Qing's expression changed slightly, but he quickly regained his composure: "It's been 13 years, and he's changed his surname. It's normal that he doesn't come back."

He made a condition.

"What conditions?"

He said.

Yang Qingtian seemed somewhat hesitant this time, but faced with such talent, a genius who could even change the future of a family, he couldn't easily give up:
"Lin Feng said that if you were to speak to him, he might consider returning to the family!"

"Let me beg him."

At this moment, Yang Qing, who had been remaining calm, finally showed some change in expression.

His once calm eyes now revealed a sharpness like a hawk, filled with aggression and danger.

(End of this chapter)