Having cultivated myself into an immortal, all I want to do is raise female disciples.

What was I like before?

“If it were a normal person like you, you would definitely support Li Xuanfei. He has a fairly close relationship with your Feng family. If you go to those brothels in the future…” The young man revealed a sly, lewd smile, “wouldn’t you not even have to pay?”

Feng Tanghuan chuckled and shook his head with a sigh, "It's not worth dragging down the Northern Ice Palace over such a trivial matter."

This time it was the woman's turn to be astonished. She looked at Feng Tanghuan as if he were a stranger. "Brother Tanghuan, were you a little out of it when you went out today... When did you start caring about the Northern Ice Palace?"

“It started a few days ago.”

Feng Tanghuan's expression turned slightly serious as he solemnly said, "I used to think I was a genius, but after seeing the existence that surpasses me, I realized that my perspective was too narrow... Yes, too narrow."

A deep sense of powerlessness welled up in his heart, and he couldn't help but recall the scene from a while ago that was still etched in his memory—it was too terrifying and too shocking.

It was from that moment that he realized how foolish his previous narrow-minded and limited thinking had been. In the end, he had been complacent because of his small talent, which showed a very narrow perspective.

"Whether it's a brothel or a family affair, if Li Xuanfei is not suited to be the palace master, his existence will only lead him to his own demise, and he will drag us down with him..."

"Moreover, there is someone in the Northern Ice Palace who no one can imagine."

The woman leaning against Feng Tanghuan, her arms wrapped around his strong shoulders, suddenly became serious. "Brother Tanghuan, do you know who triggered the heavenly wrath...?"

Feng Tanghuan shook his head and gestured for her to be quiet, "It cannot be said, it cannot be said."

Yes, just a few days ago, the scene of that vast rainbow light flying around truly shocked everyone in the Northern Ice Palace. They were not idiots, and they could all feel that it was the might of heaven.

It is the power of the Heavenly Way!

But no one knows who triggered the Heavenly Dao, or who caused the destructive power of the Heavenly Dao to vanish without a trace.

This is a mystery.

But Feng Tanghuan could guess the answer.

While the wealthy young masters were talking, Li Xuanfei, standing in front of the throne, had already stirred up the atmosphere, and many family elders who were focused on their own interests were already tempted.

Although some people still hesitated, perhaps because they were worried about what Feng Tanghuan had said earlier, only a few people could see the truth. Most families had already stood on Li Xuanfei's side.

Looking down at the family elders who were gradually joining his side, Li Xuanfei smiled calmly—wasn't this the natural outcome?

Next, for the remaining families, all we need to do is give them a little push...

"Shut up, all of you!!"

Before Li Xuanfei could speak, a furious female voice descended like thunder.

Everyone was shaken to their core by the terrifying aura. A single furious word caused the souls of these family elders to tremble violently, and some even felt a sweet taste in their throats and vomited several mouthfuls of blood.

Feng Tanghuan and the others were also shocked and turned pale. Several young men beside him knelt down and began to vomit.

A mere roar possesses such terrifying power.

Fortunately, Feng Tanghuan's temperament was much more resilient and broad-minded than others. He only turned pale and leaned on a stone pillar to support himself so that he did not fall.

"One or two of you, so presumptuous in Snow Cold Palace, do you even know this is my palace?!"

A woman in a blue robe, her expression furious, emerged from the shadows.

In an instant, she arrived before the throne and exchanged a glance with Li Xuanfei, who was equally stunned by her. The majesty emanating from her beautiful eyes was like sharp swords piercing Li Xuanfei's heart.

At this moment, this woman was the center of the Snow Cold Palace.

"This is my throne," the woman said coldly, gazing at Li Xuanfei.

After a brief hesitation, Li Xuanfei's lips curled into a smile.

“It was my oversight, Acting Palace Master.”

He deliberately emphasized the word "agent," then gave Fang Qingzhu a mysterious smile before slowly walking down the steps.

Fang Qingzhu watched his departing figure, her coldness in her eyes was unmistakable.

But now is not the time to take action, or rather, she is not yet able to take action.

She lightly adjusted her sleeves and sat on the throne with unparalleled dominance, holding two golden dragon heads in her hands, her expression extremely solemn.

The moment Fang Qingzhu sat on the throne, she seemed to become a different person. If she was a woman in a fit of rage before, then she was now a cold and serene queen.

The entire Snow Palace seemed to have merged with her; now, she was Snow Palace itself, she was the Northern Ice Palace itself.

The queen, who had ruled the Arctic Palace for two hundred years, gazed at the silent crowd below with her profound gaze and shouted angrily.

"This is the Snow Palace! Did you report this before trespassing here?!"

……

Silence reigned.

All eyes were on Li Xuanfei.

Li Xuanfei, who carried everyone's hopes, smiled calmly, stepped forward slowly, and bowed slightly. "Reporting to the Acting Palace Master, we have all come here on important matters. Your whereabouts are uncertain. If you miss this important matter... you should understand the consequences."

This was clearly a threat to Fang Qingzhu, and Xiaozhu couldn't possibly not understand it.

She stared coldly at Li Xuanfei, whose expression remained calm. "Is it another matter between your families and Fan Dongyin? I've said before that I will consider accepting your deals with him, and you..."

"Accept at your discretion?"

Li Xuanfei interrupted Fang Qingzhu.

Normally, there would be almost no one who would dare to interrupt the Palace Master of the Northern Ice Palace.

But Li Xuanfei did just that, and he had plenty of confidence in it.

“How can the contract we painstakingly established with the previous Palace Master be resolved with a mere ‘discretionary acceptance’? Besides… Acting Palace Master, while I don’t doubt your abilities, you haven’t touched the affairs of the Northern Ice Palace for so many years, and this sudden appointment…”

A dim black light flashed in Li Xuanfei's eyes.

"Do you really still have the ability to give the people of the Imperial Palace an explanation?"

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I'm late for military training, sorry QAQ

127. An astonishingly brilliant move.

The blatant doubts slapped against Fang Qingzhu's fair cheeks.

Even she herself couldn't remember how many years ago it was the last time she was targeted like this.

Three hundred years? Two hundred years?

She wasn't sure; she had almost forgotten.

Li Xuanfei's words immediately garnered the approval of everyone below.

"I'm not trying to be mean, Palace Master Fang, but the 500,000 catties of Jade White Cedar wood that our Chen family signed with Palace Master Fan Dongyin hasn't even shown any blemishes yet. This is a legitimate business transaction. You should have the ability to help my Chen family sort it out, right?"

"That's right, Palace Master Fang. Our Ding family is the same. We haven't even seen a trace of the 300,000 catties of meteorite purple iron."

"We are too..."

"We've been waiting for this shipment for a long time!"

"Our Feng family has been waiting for a long time. When will those fifty sets of magical artifacts arrive?"

Even the Feng family, to which Feng Tanghuan belongs, got involved.

Feng Tanghuan stood in the corner, looking at the Feng family members who had been standing behind Li Xuanfei for who knows how long, and sighed helplessly.

These self-righteous old guys are indeed only thinking about their own interests.

Little did they know that if Li Xuanfei truly succeeded in taking power, the Northern Ice Palace would one day be harmed by him.

Feng Tanghuan believed this—he looked at Fang Qingzhu sitting on the throne.

Her exquisitely beautiful face was filled with a deathly stillness.

Although Fang Qingzhu maintained a cold and indifferent expression on the surface, she actually didn't know how to deal with the current situation. Perhaps she could have done it when she was a queen hundreds of years ago, but now... so much time has passed, and she no longer understands the ways of emperors.

She couldn't suppress it any longer. Perhaps she could suppress one or two, but the appearance of so many families at the same time had completely shaken the upper echelons of the Northern Ice Palace's economy. She couldn't let these people riot.

Some might say, "Just give them whatever they want, and fulfill all the promises Fan Dongyin made before, wouldn't that be enough?"

—That's easy to say. If Fang Qingzhu were to actually do that, she would have to empty the entire inventory of the Northern Ice Palace and give up all her own wealth.

That might not be enough.

Because some of these contracts span a period of a century, they cannot be completed overnight.

But once Fan Dongyin died, these bastards could secretly modify the contracts—these contracts didn't even use the Heavenly Dao's impartiality, and with a little effort, they could modify them so thoroughly that no trace could be found.

To put it bluntly, this group of people took advantage of the loophole.

"Ugh……"

The veins on Fang Qingzhu's hands, which were gripping the dragon's head, bulged, and she let out a long breath.

Immediately, he looked helplessly at the shadow beside him.

Those were pleading eyes—Feng Tanghuan could tell.

"I'm telling you, you people are still too young and too naive."

From the shadows came the young man's simple, unassuming words.

Everyone turned their attention to him, wanting to see why this suddenly appearing young man had such an arrogant and boastful ability.

Only Feng Tanghuan turned pale the instant he heard the young man's voice, and his folding fan fell to the ground in fright.

It's him—there's no mistake.

This voice had echoed in his dreams more than once, and Feng Tanghuan would not mistake it.

The young man emerged from the shadows step by step, followed by a strangely dressed silver-haired girl. The unremarkable young man himself was dressed in snow-white clothes and walked slowly up the steps.

"All you ever think about is causing a big stir. Back when I was chatting and laughing with Blue Feather Heavenly King of Kuntian Domain, you guys were still nowhere to be found. You're really too naive."

Speaking strange words, with dead fish eyes and a face that seemed to say "carefree," this young man stood next to Fang Qingzhu like a walking piece of social trash.

Who is he? What is he saying? Is this guy an idiot?

These three questions simultaneously surfaced in their minds.

But some people, upon seeing him, had a moment of gloom, their faces turning from a cold black to a grim white, their eyes wide with disbelief as they stared at him on the stage.

These people have one thing in common—they were all regulars at Zuiyanglou and also its business partners.