From the outset, she had no intention of joining any immortal sect.
Now that the major immortal sects had come knocking, it provided Feng Ninghe with an excuse to politely decline.
Nie Zhao understood her hesitation and spoke first, "It is indeed something that requires careful consideration. I also believe the Divine Concealment Sect is the most suitable for you. The Divine Concealment Sect welcomes you at any time. I'll give you this jade slip. If you make up your mind, simply infuse it with spiritual energy, and someone will contact you."
The other two sect leaders presented their jade slips one after another.
"Eldest Miss! The Sect Master of the Immortal Sect has also arrived!"
The maid rushed in again, her expression excited. Such a scene had caused a stir throughout the entire Feng family.
The younger generation of the Feng family gathered outside the main hall, all craning their necks to gaze in the direction of the hall.
The scene unfolding within the hall was also clearly visible to everyone.
Feng Xiaoru's round eyes widened with admiration, "Eldest Miss is truly amazing, to have attracted the elders of the immortal sects to come in person, and they even brought expensive gifts!"
Feng Tian's gaze also held a similar admiration, "I never expected this Eldest Miss to be so capable. We have misunderstood her all these years."
The world had always believed this Eldest Miss to be a natural-born talentless waste.
Now, Feng Ninghe had not only defeated Ning Peilan and gained fame, but she had also attracted the sect masters of the immortal sects to come one after another.
To be accepted into a sect was something the world yearned for.
Even entering a third-rate, inconspicuous sect would be a cause for great honor to one's ancestors, let alone having so many sect masters arriving at once.
"The Second Miss didn't receive such treatment back then. I say this Eldest Miss is even more remarkable, perhaps with even higher talent!"
The younger generation of the Feng family chattered amongst themselves.
The Sect Master of the Immortal Sect, Di Yang, arrived with the sect's disciplinary elder, Mo Zisang.
As Mo Zisang stepped into the hall, his gaze was fixed on Feng Ninghe. His handsome yet sinister face was filled with a terrifying intensity in his eyes, and a hint of amusement played on his lips.
After a moment, he withdrew the expression from his eyes and calmly said, "I didn't expect several sect masters to be here. The talent of the Feng family's Eldest Miss is indeed extraordinary. Your second sister is also in the Immortal Sect. If you come, you can reunite with her."
Mo Zisang's gaze retracted quickly, but Feng Ninghe still clearly caught it.
That glance was unsettling, evoking a sense of disgust.
Seeing Mo Zisang reminded her of what she had witnessed at the First Prince's mansion.
Someone like him could actually be a disciplinary elder.
The Immortal Sect was nothing special.
The scene unfolding in the hall was immediately relayed to Feng Tongtong.
Taohua, who had come to report, described everything she saw with animated gestures.
The arrival of the elders from several major immortal sects had also elevated Feng Ninghe to mythical status.
Feng Tongtong bit her red lips, a surge of jealousy burning in her eyes. She resentfully exclaimed, "Are the immortal sects blind? How could they all come for such a lowly wretch like Feng Ninghe?"
Taohua immediately fell silent and changed her tune, "Third Miss is right. Feng Ninghe is indeed a waste. Even if she could defeat Ning Peilan, so what? It was probably just luck."
Such words only made Feng Tongtong angrier. Her eyes blazed with furious fire as she threw a porcelain teacup at Taohua, "Scram!"
Taohua dared not linger and quickly scurried away.
Shi Wan.
Si Xinxin was sitting on a swing.
Behind her stood Xiao Zhao, who had transformed into human form, gently pushing her.
The pair of horns on Xiao Zhao's head were particularly exquisite.
"When will Pretty Sister return? Why don't we go find her!"
Si Xinxin blinked her large, watery eyes, which sparkled with tiny stars, her gaze filled with anticipation.
Xiao Zhao looked towards the main hall, furrowed his small brows, and shook his head, "There are many people in the main hall. You shouldn't go. It's too crowded, and it would be difficult to explain your identity."
The little pigtails on Si Xinxin's head bobbed, and the starlight in her eyes shone brightly, "We can hide in the shadows, and then no one will know! I'll be very careful to hide and won't be discovered!"
Xiao Zhao found her reasoning plausible, and a thoughtful expression appeared in his clear blue eyes.
A moment later, as if sensing something, he panicked and pulled Si Xinxin towards the house.
"Let's go! I sense a terrifying aura approaching Shi Wan. We need to hide!"
As the door closed, a figure stopped in the courtyard.
The man raised his eyes, a chill flashing within them.
He took a step and moved towards the house...
In the main hall.
Feng Ninghe was skillfully handling the sect masters.
As Mo Zisang was leaving, his gaze towards her held an indescribable depth.
Feng Ninghe subtly extended her middle finger from within her sleeve, a silent gesture of disdain.
Such an action did not escape Mo Zisang's notice.
This woman dared to give him the middle finger!
She was truly audacious and reckless.
The more Feng Ninghe acted this way, the more he desired to possess her.
Looking at her peerlessly beautiful face, he became even more desperate to have her.
Feng Guangyao escorted the sect masters away along with the elders.
The younger generation, unable to contain their excitement, eagerly approached Feng Ninghe.
Feng Xiaoru blinked her eyes and looked at her, "Eldest Miss, why has your cultivation advanced so rapidly? Do you have any secrets?"
"Yes, we also want to improve our cultivation and become powerful!" Feng Tian quickly chimed in.
The former cultivation waste had suddenly become a genius.
They were filled with envy.
Feng Ninghe smiled and looked at the people before her, softly saying, "Did you hear what I said to Feng Tongtong on the arena? That is the motivation for my cultivation."
The gazes of the crowd became thoughtful.
The scene of Feng Ninghe fighting Feng Tongtong on the arena flashed in their minds.
These days, everyone was spreading rumors about Feng Tongtong being cruel and merciless, attempting to kill Feng Ninghe.
With Feng Ninghe's words, the crowd believed this matter even more.
"I didn't expect Third Miss, who looks so refined, to be so cruel. I heard Second Miss was also involved. Eldest Miss, was Second Miss involved back then too?"
As Feng Tian voiced his doubts, he turned his head and realized that Feng Ninghe had already vanished from their presence.
Feng Xiaoru firmly believed the rumors. She gritted her teeth, and a surge of anger welled up in her heart, "It's no wonder Eldest Miss's cultivation has advanced so rapidly. If it were me, I wouldn't let them off lightly either!"
The younger generation was still discussing animatedly.
When Zhang Shi arrived, they immediately fell silent.
Zhang Shi's eyes were filled with rage, "You dare to believe one-sided words! If she has the guts, let her produce evidence! Instead of gossiping here, why don't you go cultivate!"
The younger generation scattered.
Zhang Shi, filled with fury, clenched her fists, "Feng Ninghe truly has capabilities! Now the entire Li Kingdom is discussing this matter. Her life is truly resilient!"
Then, she turned and quickly headed towards Feng Tongtong's courtyard.
Shi Wan.
After leaving the main hall, Feng Ninghe walked towards Shi Wan.
As soon as she stepped into the courtyard, she sensed a terrifying aura sweeping towards her.
Inside the house, Xiao Zhao and Si Xinxin were nervously peeking out from behind the door.
Creak—
The door was gently pushed open a crack...