GBP Chapter 453 The Holy Son of the Fengming Clan: Making an Example
Chapter 453 The Holy Son of the Fengming Clan: Making an Example
"Hahaha! Heaven blesses my Fengming Clan! After thousands of years, a prodigy who has comprehended seventy percent of the Wind Laws has once again appeared..."
"By imperial decree, Feng Mang is hereby designated as the Holy Son of my Fengming Imperial Dynasty. Respect for the Holy Son is tantamount to respecting the Emperor himself; no one may be disrespectful to him. The Holy Son is qualified to inherit the Imperial Dynasty..."
Emperor Fengming stood up happily and immediately bestowed a reward upon Fengmang.
"Follow the Holy Will!"
The Fengming Clan members present were equally excited. As long as Fengmang grew up, their Fengming Clan would surely produce another Tribulation Transcending Realm expert, ensuring that their next generation would have successors.
"Thank you, Emperor!"
Feng Mang was also very excited. After bowing to Emperor Fengming, he stood up and faced the admiring gazes of the crowd, his nostrils flaring upwards, looking arrogant and domineering.
It was as if he was destined to become the ruler of the Fengming Clan in the future.
"Meet the Son!"
The surrounding roar of shouts, like a tsunami, made Feng Mang even more arrogant.
Looking at his clansmen kneeling on the ground, his face was full of ecstasy. This feeling was wonderful!
Among the crowd bowing down, one figure stood out conspicuously.
In the crowd, everyone was kneeling on the ground, except for one person who was still standing upright.
That icy blue hair looked exceptionally striking at that moment.
This abrupt scene was clearly visible to everyone present, including Emperor Fengming on the high platform and many ministers of the Fengming Dynasty.
Feng Mang, who was enjoying the worship of everyone, also noticed this scene. He frowned slightly and looked at Feng Qing'er, who was standing still, with a hint of displeasure in his eyes.
"Why don't you kneel? Do you have some grievance against me, the Holy Son?"
Feng Mang adapted quickly and had already immersed himself in the role of the Holy Son.
At this time, he was riding high and couldn't stand anyone going against him.
If Feng Qing'er cannot give him a satisfactory answer, he will not hesitate to exercise his power as the Holy Son.
When Emperor Fengming saw this, he did not intervene. He wanted to see how Fengmang would handle the matter, which was also a test for him, to see how he was in other aspects besides talent and strength.
"Your Majesty, should we intervene? The grand event isn't over yet, and Feng Qing'er hasn't even begun to comprehend the Law of Wind. The Holy Son's actions are somewhat against the rules..."
At this moment, the Prime Minister suddenly spoke up.
His impression of Feng Mang plummeted once again. He had only just become a Holy Son and was already eager to establish his authority. He was genuinely worried that such a person could not possibly lead the Fengming Clan to prosperity in the future.
Emperor Fengming glanced at him sideways and said calmly, "No rush. Let's see how Feng Qing'er answers. I also want to see how Feng Mang will handle this matter..."
Upon hearing Fengming Emperor's words, the Prime Minister realized that he was intentionally favoring Fengmang.
Clearly, Feng Mang has grasped 70% of the Laws of Wind, leading Emperor Fengming to regard him as his successor.
"Here!"
Although the Prime Minister thought highly of Feng Qing'er and believed that her talent was no less than that of Feng Mang, he would not disobey Emperor Fengming because of this.
After all, Feng Qing'er hasn't even begun to comprehend the Laws of Wind yet, and no one knows what the final outcome will be.
It is not wise to offend a future high-ranking talent for an unknown outcome.
At this moment, the people around Feng Qing'er moved further away from her, afraid of being caught in the crossfire.
"Answer this Holy Son's question!"
Feng Mang looked coldly at Feng Qing'er and said in a chilling voice.
He knew about Feng Qing'er before. She was younger than him, but she had also reached the Nascent Soul stage. When he was Feng Qing'er's age, he was only at the late Golden Core stage.
If we compare them like that, his talent is somewhat inferior to Feng Qing'er's.
Therefore, he naturally came to regard Feng Qing'er as a thorn in his side.
Now that I've been established as the Holy Son, I can use her as a warning to others.
Eliminate this person who may pose a threat to him.
He cautiously glanced at the high platform, and seeing that Emperor Fengming made no move, he felt relieved.
It seems the Emperor has no intention of stopping me, so I can do as I please.
"Why should I kneel before you? You're a piece of trash who barely comprehends 70% of the power of the Wind Law thanks to your family. Do you even deserve my kneeling?
Feng Qing'er seemed not to have grasped the current situation and retorted directly.
Those around him gasped upon hearing his words, thinking to themselves, "This Feng Qing'er is truly fearless, daring to speak to the Holy Son like that."
She doesn't think the Holy Son won't attack her, does she?
It should be noted that in the Fengming Clan, the Holy Son's status is second only to the Emperor, and he wields considerable power, making it very easy for him to kill someone.
"Hehehe! Good, very good! It just so happens that I, the Holy Son, have just succeeded to the position of Holy Son, so let your blood celebrate for me!"
Feng Mang was so angry that he laughed.
"Guards! Feng Qing'er has shown disrespect to this Holy Son! Drag her away, cripple her cultivation, extract her soul, and cast her into the Windfall Valley to suffer the Wind God's punishment..."
He gave the order in a cold voice.
Those around him widened their eyes upon hearing his command.
Wind God Valley is a forbidden area of the Wind and Darkness Clan. The valley is filled with fierce winds that can tear apart the soul. Only those who have committed serious crimes will have their divine consciousness sent into it.
For Feng Qing'er to be thrown into the Wind God Valley for simply talking back to Feng Mang is too harsh a punishment.
Even if one were to defy the Emperor, one would not be punished in this way.
Sure enough, Emperor Fengming, sitting on the high platform, frowned slightly, shook his head inwardly, and then gave the prime minister beside him a wink.
The Prime Minister immediately understood and appeared above the plaza. He channeled his spiritual power and said, "Feng Qing'er's disrespect towards the Holy Son deserves punishment, but banishing her to the Wind God Valley is too severe. Considering she hasn't yet comprehended the Law of Wind, the Emperor has ordered her to comprehend it first. The matter of punishment will be discussed later..."
"Your Majesty is wise!"
Those below, upon hearing the Prime Minister's words, immediately shouted in response.
Upon hearing this, Feng Mang also restrained his arrogant demeanor. He was a smart man and knew that since the Prime Minister had said so, it meant that the Emperor was not satisfied with his handling of the matter.
If I speak now, I'm afraid it will displease the Emperor.
The Emperor is currently in his prime and is not actually that anxious about the matter of succession.
If he displeases the Emperor, he could be stripped of his position as Holy Son at any moment.
Helpless, he could only go to the spot reserved for the Holy Son and coldly look at Feng Qing'er.
Feng Qing'er didn't speak. She went straight to the Wind God Stele, channeled her spiritual energy, and closed her eyes.
The moment it closed its eyes, the Wind God Stele suddenly burst forth with a dazzling blue light.
A wind law even more dazzling than the wind itself enveloped Feng Qing'er.
This sudden scene caused everyone present to freeze in shock.
Everyone was stunned by this sudden scene.
On the high platform, Emperor Fengming unconsciously gripped the armrests of the dragon throne. The powerful force made the dragon throne, made of special materials, creak and groan, as if it would break at any moment.
Feng Mang also witnessed this scene, and his eyes involuntarily widened to their maximum size.
His eyes were filled with shock.
"This...how is this possible?"
He muttered to himself in disbelief.
The wind law surrounding Feng Qing'er was far more concentrated than his.
Do not......
It should be said that the two are not even in the same league. If he is a firefly, then Feng Qing'er is the bright moon in the sky. They are not even in the same league.
He considered his talent a joke.
At this moment, everyone realized what was happening.
It turns out that what Feng Qing'er said earlier wasn't just boasting; she genuinely didn't take Feng Mang seriously.
At this moment, everyone's eyes were drawn to Feng Mang, whether intentionally or unintentionally.
Now, Feng Mang's position as the Holy Son seems rather ridiculous.