Campus Cultivation Master-Chapter 707 - 0709: In Charge of East River

Martial God never believed that his success represented anything. In some sense, the Martial God was just the Eastern version of the Divine Dragon.

In this world, not everyone was like Chu Feng, who did not take the responsibility of the world on his shoulders; there indeed were Lei Fengs in this world.

The Divine Dragon was, Martial God was too, only their times, locations, and perspectives were all completely different.

Fortunately, Martial God’s timely warning had prevented massive casualties among the Eastern samurai. Otherwise, these arrogant samurai from the Eastern might have all become Chu Feng’s sharpening stones and stepping stones.

And the power of the Eastern might have dropped more than one level. Even if Martial God won, what significance would it have for the Eastern?

Breaking one generation equated to destroying the Eastern. It took half a century for the Eastern to just catch a breath. Martial God would not allow Chu Feng to destroy half a century of effort.

All the samurai in the Eastern and in East River received Martial God’s notice.

For Martial God, they held deep respect and admiration from the bottom of their hearts. His words were as good as an imperial edict to them.

Martial God’s words calmed all those who were itching for action, dispelling any plans against Chu Feng.

However, not everyone felt this way; Xingzi was not like this.

Initially, Xingzi was extremely delighted when she heard that Chu Feng had challenged Martial God.

But after hearing the words sent out by Martial God, Xingzi’s mood turned very unpleasant.

Because Martial God’s words made it very difficult for her to continue with her plans.

For Xingzi, Chu Feng was her biggest obstacle in East River. He had been before and even more so now.

Especially the Holy Stele in Chu Feng’s possession, which was coveted by all.

The Elite Society wanted to stand again at the peak of the world, and the Holy Stele in Chu Feng’s hands was extremely crucial for them.

Regarding the Holy Stele, the whole Elite Society was activated. Even the high-level members of Elite Society had sent out the word.

Whoever could seize the Holy Stele first would be able to enter the upper ranks of the Elite Society and become one of its directors.

Xingzi was very interested in this position too.

"Miss, a call from East River," said the Eastern old housekeeper, handing the telephone to Xingzi.

Xingzi took the phone and said, "Hello, this is Xingzi."

"Miss Xingzi, hello, I’m Qi Wen. I believe you know who I am. I have some business you might be interested in discussing. Do you happen to be interested?" Qi Wen’s gentle yet magnetic voice transmitted through the phone.

Xingzi of course knew who Qi Wen was; she had all the information about the Huaxia Family in her head.

She could recite the basic information of each person.

Without such capability, Xingzi would not have reached her current position.

With a cordial smile playing on her lips, Xingzi replied, "Young Master Qi taking the initiative to call me must surely mean it’s a major business. I am very interested."

Qi Wen said, "If that’s the case, please, Miss Xingzi, make a trip to East River."

Appearing somewhat troubled, Xingzi said, "Young Master Qi, while I am very interested, I think you also understand the current situation in the Eastern. Right now, I really cannot leave, and it’s also difficult for me to return to East River."

Qi Wen asked, "What if it’s about the Holy Stele?"

When Xingzi heard Qi Wen’s words, her eyes lit up involuntarily.

A second later, Qi Wen’s voice rang out again, "Your breathing quickened, so I think there’s no need to keep you in suspense. I have other things to attend to, so I’ll hang up now."

After Qi Wen finished speaking, he hung up the phone directly, not giving Xingzi a chance to speak.

"Miss, should we go back?" Xingzi did not avoid her most trusted Old Housekeeper, so he knew what Xingzi had discussed with others.

Xingzi did not answer immediately, but narrowed her eyes and said, "Qi Wen is indeed a more terrifying opponent than I imagined. It seems that the Qi family’s incorporation of tea into their path and martial arts is not just a rumor. Qi Wen is telling me that the Qi family’s strength is even more formidable than we thought, giving me no reason not to return to East River."

The Old Housekeeper already knew Xingzi’s choice and said, "Miss, shall we bring anyone back with us?"

Xingzi thought for a moment and said, "Just bring the two elders from Blue Bamboo. This time we may have to activate our arrangements in Huaxia. Success or failure could very well hinge on this move."

The Old Housekeeper didn’t show any surprise at Xingzi’s words. That is a basic quality a good butler should possess. Otherwise, frequent surprises might disrupt the master’s thinking.

While Xingzi initiated her plan, Qi Wen looked at the time and said to his secretary, "Book me a flight for ten o’clock tomorrow morning."

"Understood," said the secretary respectfully.

Qi Wen no longer needed a butler’s protection, and, of course, he wouldn’t trust one either.

Compared to a butler, Qi Wen trusted this secretary more, willing to entrust him with everything.

The recent quiet, carefree days had made Chu Feng think that his unique challenge had worked.

However, Chu Feng did not know that it was not his challenge, but the words of Martial God, that had worked.

There was still some time before school started. Chu Feng also rareIy enjoyed his vacation.

But this enjoyable vacation caused Chu Feng significant financial pain.

During his enjoyment, Li Zhi and the other elders conducted three experiments.

The three experiments cost Chu Feng over five million.

This truly pained Chu Feng, even though his daily income now exceeded this amount.

But with the possibility looming over a hundred million times, Chu Feng’s head ached.

This also strengthened Chu Feng’s resolution to find the model.

Chu Feng even canceled his plans to take his family on a vacation. He contacted Official Huang to help keep an eye on the model of the Holy Stele.

The integration of Dragon Soul was much slower than Chu Feng had thought, and Black Bear and his group definitely could not return soon.

Thus, Songjiang needed Chu Feng himself to oversee it.

Both the palm and the back of the hand are flesh; Chu Feng would definitely not favor one over the other.

For Chu Feng’s arrival, Fan Xiaoxiao would definitely be the happiest.

Teasing her billionaire boss every day was Fan Xiaoxiao’s favorite thing to do.

And Fan Xiaoxiao was not worried about Chu Feng teasing her back, for she was still a ’child,’ although in some areas, she was far beyond her years. But Chu Feng would feel embarrassed to stretch his devilish hand toward a child.

"Boss, I have some matters here, can you come over?" Suddenly, a call from Dong Wanliang made Fan Xiaoxiao stop her ’teasing’ of Chu Feng.

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