Merging with Demon Spirits-Chapter 395 - 295: Laying All the Cards on the Table

Chapter 395: Chapter 295: Laying All the Cards on the Table

Cloud Mist Mountain.

Mid-mountain, Villa No. 46 was brightly lit. The usually quiet Yang Family was bustling with activity, with ten tables set in a hundred-square-foot dining hall, all occupied.

Maids constantly brought dishes to the tables, and besides various gourmet delicacies, there were high-end demon beast meats containing abundant Qi and blood, as well as some valuable spirit fruits.

As the dishes were served, the maids couldn’t help but feel a sense of wonder and envy.

These prestigious families really don’t consider money as money.

This table of delicacies was said by the chef to be worth at least tens of millions.

Five tables, fifty million, a sum enough to buy a commercial residence in Shangjing, a fortune that ordinary people could never earn in a lifetime, yet it was merely the expense of a gathering for the Yang Family.

And this showcased the foundation of the Glory Race, and the wealth of the Yang Race.

This type of feast occurs once a month, usually at the end of the month, but it was brought forward this month mainly because Yang Ningbing was to participate in the National Collegiate Glory Finals tomorrow.

This gathering somewhat served to cheer and encourage Yang Ningbing.

For any family, having a member enter the National Collegiate Glory League is a celebratory event.

Even the Glory Race is no exception.

This opportunity is very important for Yang Ningbing, even more so than the college entrance exams.

Only the top five in the National Collegiate Glory League receive rewards.

The fourth and fifth places, both main and substitute players receive silver soul skills as rewards.

Third place, five main players are rewarded with golden-level soul skills, three substitutes with silver soul skills.

Second place, main players are rewarded with purple-gold level soul skills, substitutes with golden soul skills.

As for first place, main players are directly rewarded with diamond soul skills, substitutes with purple-gold soul skills.

Purple-gold soul skills are very precious to the children of the Glory Race, let alone diamond soul skills. 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺

Any kind of diamond soul skill starts at a billion.

This is just the starting price.

Rare purple-gold soul skills could even cost up to tens of billions.

As for divine-level soul skills, those could reach hundreds of billions, something that cannot be bought even with money.

If such a Demon Spirit appears, the country would record it and it can’t be easily absorbed.

Moreover, the absorption success rate for such Demon Spirits is very low, and failure would waste precious resources.

Most are absorbed to become Lifebound Demon Spirits.

The most precious aspect of such rewards is the ability to choose freely.

As long as it fits your profession and talent skills, and it’s not unreasonable, the country can provide it as long as it’s obtainable.

This is what is truly valuable.

Some precious Demon Spirits are rare and unobtainable, even with money.

This is something even the Glory Race cannot achieve.

After all, no family, no matter how powerful and wealthy, can compare to the strength of a nation.

"Ningbing, can you win the championship this time?"

Beside Yang Ningbing, a girl who looked fifteen or sixteen curiously asked her.

"Of course we can, the Great Wall Team is the strongest, with Ningbing and Zhan Tianyu, and even the substitute has Ye Qiu, is there any need to ask?"

Another boy, hearing this, put down his chopsticks, patted the girl’s head, and mildly reprimanded her.

"Brother, don’t pat my head, your hands are oily."

The girl ducked her head, looking at her brother with disdain, quickly wiped her long hair with a tissue, and then said, slightly defiant, "Ningbing is very strong, Tianyu too, but this time the Red Cloud Team has Lin..."

As she said this, the girl seemed to recall something, and her voice suddenly stopped, not daring to continue with the "Feng" word.

The previously lively atmosphere instantly turned silent.

The younger generation of the Yang Family glanced at each other, their expressions varied, some disdainful, some hateful, some jealous, some admiring...

Only one person’s eyes showed complexity.

Hatred mixed with fear.

If Lin Feng were present, he would surely remember him. It was Yang Rui who during the throne challenge attacked him, sealing his throat with one sword.

After being killed once by Lin Feng, Yang Rui still had lingering fears.

Because of one name, the atmosphere suddenly shifted, and it was evident that Lin Feng’s identity was already an open secret.

"Heh.."

Suddenly, someone softly laughed, breaking the silence.

Yang Ningbing frowned slightly, her gaze turning to the source of the voice.

It was a young man around twenty, casually dressed, fair-skinned, with handsome features, and a hint of mockery at his lips.

It was Yang Xingnan.

Uncle Thirteen’s child.

Two years ago, it was he who had Yang Rui teach Lin Feng a lesson during the royal challenge, after which he was warned by his grandfather, so he had been keeping a low profile.

"What are you laughing at?" Yang Ningbing frowned slightly, asking lightly.

Faced with Yang Ningbing’s question, Yang Xingnan was a bit surprised, unsure why Yang Ningbing’s tone was so aggressive?

It carried a reprimanding undertone.

Yang Ningbing, after refining an Earth Chart Demon Spirit, showed outstanding talent, and right after graduating from the fourth year, had a peak Fifth Grade martial arts strength, having absorbed five soul skills, making her very powerful.

She held high prestige not just among the younger generation, but even had significant influence among the elders, and seeing her slight frown, many boys and girls put down their bowls and chopsticks, visibly uneasy.

Unlike others’ awe toward Yang Ningbing, Yang Xingnan didn’t seem to care, and after a slight pause, in the face of Yang Ningbing’s gaze, he held chopsticks in his left hand, seemingly speaking to himself, "I laugh at my own amusement, what does it have to do with you?"

"Xingnan!"

Many people’s expressions changed slightly, not daring to breathe heavily, and a relatively older youth even called out to Yang Xingnan, giving him a look, clearly signaling him not to provoke Yang Ningbing.