One person: Activate the talisman, behold my Great Mighty Heavenly Dragon!

Feng Xingtong and Feng Shayan, who were not far away, were completely dumbfounded.

They didn't hear what Ye Xing said, but they saw that the leader of the World Society, Ye Xing's father, who was always calm even when Mount Tai collapsed in front of him, was so shocked that he couldn't even control the dissipation of his family's secret techniques.

Zhang Chulan was also bewildered. What kind of power did Brother Ye use this time to break Feng Huizhang's defenses with just one sentence?

[Confusion detected in Feng Xingtong, emotion value +40!]

[Zhang Chulan's curiosity and amazement were detected; emotion value +50!]

Feng Zhenghao's chest heaved violently, his hands gripping the table tightly, the veins on the back of his hands throbbing.

He took several deep breaths, trying to suppress the turmoil in his heart, his voice trembling.

"Master Ye... what exactly did you mean by what you just said? What do you know?!"

Ye Xingzhi stood up and dusted off his hands.

"Let's eat first, then we'll talk."

Chapter 16 Reveals the Truth! The Castrated Spirit-Binding General

This meal was quite bizarre.

The table was laden with delicacies, but Feng Shayan and Feng Xingtong barely touched their chopsticks, watching Zhang Chulan and Feng Baobao feast on the food.

Throughout the entire conversation, Feng Zhenghao maintained his smiling tiger demeanor, frequently raising his glass to toast Ye Xing, while chatting about local customs and snacks from different regions.

But the way he was gripping the wine glass so tightly, and the emotional value that Ye Xing's system panel was constantly acquiring, betrayed his barely suppressed state of mind.

Ye Xing was quite relaxed, eating and drinking as he pleased, and occasionally praising how well the abalone was stewed.

The more nonchalant he seemed, the more frantic Feng Zhenghao became, feeling as if hundreds of ants were crawling all over him.

After finally getting through the dinner party, Feng Zhenghao immediately arranged for someone to take Zhang Chulan and Feng Baobao to the VIP lounge on the top floor to relax.

He then carefully led Ye Xing into his private office.

……

On the top floor of the Tianxia Building, in a luxurious lounge.

"Ouch! Be gentle! Miss, are you pressing an acupoint or disassembling a Gundam?!"

Zhang Chulan lay sprawled on the soft massage bed, screaming pitifully.

A young woman wearing a white coat, whose hands faintly glowed with a pale blue aura, was pressing hard on Zhang Chulan's back.

This woman is an extraordinary person who uses special Qi to help people improve blood circulation, remove blood stasis, and relax muscles and tendons.

“Young Master Zhang, there are too many hidden injuries and blockages in your muscles. If you don’t massage them, your meridians will be damaged.”

As the young woman explained, she increased the pressure on her hand by three points.

"Ouch—" Zhang Chulan almost spat out a mouthful of blood, his hands gripping the bed sheet tightly.

He's been getting beaten up by Ye Xing and Feng Baobao in the last two weeks, and there's not a single good spot on his body.

The Qi then flowed into his acupoints, causing a tingling sensation that made his eyes roll back in his head.

On the other side, Feng Baobao had already taken a shower and changed into a silk nightgown provided by the Tianxia Society.

He slumped on the sofa like a lump of mud.

Next to her was a fruit platter bigger than a washbasin. She was using a fork in her left hand to stuff watermelon into her mouth, while her right hand was scrolling through her phone.

A short video of a pig slaughtering in a rural area was playing on the screen, and she was watching it with great interest.

"Sister Bao'er... didn't you feel any pain at all just now?" Zhang Chulan turned her head away, wincing in pain.

Feng Baobao chewed on watermelon without even looking up: "I don't feel anything, Zhang Chulan, you're too weak."

Tears streamed down Zhang Chulan's face as he resolutely shut his mouth, continuing to savor this torment that was both painful and pleasurable.

……

Meanwhile, in the president's office on the top floor.

The finest agarwood wafts gently from the Boshan incense burner.

Ye Xing sat casually in a rosewood armchair, holding a purple clay teacup in his hand, the tea leaves gently clinging to it.

Feng Zhenghao sat opposite him, his back ramrod straight, showing no trace of the airs of a chairman of a large corporation.

Feng Shayan and Feng Xingtong stood obediently behind their father, not daring to breathe.

The silence in the room lasted for a full two and a half minutes.

Finally, Feng Shayan's fiery temper flared up.

"Ye Xing, what exactly did you say to my dad in the private room? Now you're not saying anything."

Her brows were furrowed as she stared intently at Ye Xing.

"Shayan! How dare you!"

Feng Zhenghao slammed his hand on the table, turned around and roared, "How dare you speak to Master Ye like that? Get out!"

Feng Shayan shrank her neck at the shout, bit her lip, but still stood there stubbornly without moving.

Feng Zhenghao quickly put on a smiling face and bowed repeatedly to Ye Xing.

"Master Ye, my daughter has been spoiled by me since she was a child. She has a fiery temper, so please don't take it to heart."

Ye Xing took a sip of tea and placed the teacup on the table with a crisp sound.

"President Feng, there's no need to be so polite. Miss Feng is straightforward, which is great."

Ye Xing leaned back in his chair, his fingers interlaced on his lower abdomen, his gaze sweeping over the faces of the father and his two daughters.

"Since you all want to hear it, then I'll take the trouble to tell you the story of how the Feng family rose to power."

Feng Zhenghao's breath hitched, and his body involuntarily leaned forward.

"During the Jia Shen Rebellion, the Thirty-Six Bandits formed a brotherhood. Senior Feng Tianyang comprehended one of the Eight Extraordinary Techniques, the Spirit Binding and Commanding Technique. However, this unique skill became the fuse that led to his downfall."

Ye Xing spoke calmly, as if he were telling someone else's story.

"President Feng, you don't know who your grandfather fell into back then, do you?"

Feng Zhenghao's face was extremely ugly, and he squeezed out two words through gritted teeth: "The Wang family?"

"Yes."

Ye Xing snapped his fingers. "Back then, Senior Feng was captured alive by the Wang family and severely tortured. In order to survive, he not only revealed the whole story of binding spirits and commanding generals, but was also forced to make an extremely humiliating oath."

Hearing this, Feng Xingtong couldn't help but interject, "What kind of oath?"

Ye Xing looked at the clear-eyed young man and chuckled: "He swore that he would never pass on the complete version of the Spirit Binding and Commanding Technique to his descendants. Moreover, the Feng family has served the Wang family as their master for generations."

"fart!"

Feng Shayan exploded, "Why should my Feng family serve them as masters? My father is now one of the Ten Elders, on equal footing with the Wang family!"

'Detected intense anger in Feng Shayan, emotion value +50!'

Ye Xing ignored Feng Shayan's powerless rage and stared straight into Feng Zhenghao's eyes.

"President Feng, do you really think your current method of summoning and controlling spirits is complete?"

Ye Xing slowly raised a finger, and the words he uttered were piercing to the heart.

Feng Zhenghao's pupils contracted. He was aware that the Spirit Binding and Commanding Technique was incomplete, but he didn't know why.

"First, the Wang family's method of capturing and commanding spirits has an additional technique called 'spirit subjugation' compared to yours. You invite spirits to possess you and borrow their power; but the Wang family devours the spirits whole, directly converting their power into their own to permanently enhance their own strength. This is the most domineering aspect of this ultimate technique."

"Secondly, and most importantly. The spirits that your Feng family has painstakingly nurtured and cherished will be instantly captured or even devoured by the Wang family if they use the full version of Spirit Binding Technique."

"To put it bluntly, all these years, your Feng family has been doing free labor for the Wang family, serving as their reserve food. For them, it's a pure case of being outmatched."

A deathly silence.

The only sound in the office was heavy breathing.

'Detected extreme shock in Feng Zhenghao, triggering a critical hit, emotion value +100!'

'Detected a shocking collapse of Feng Xingtong's worldview, triggering a critical hit, emotion value +100!'

'Extreme shock and fear detected in Feng Shayan, emotion value +80!'

......

The system notifications in his mind kept going off like firecrackers; Ye Xing had really taken advantage of the Feng family of three to the extreme this time.

Feng Zhenghao gripped the solid wood handrail tightly, and wood chips fell down in a flurry.

The dignified Ten Elders were now trembling with extreme humiliation, their CPUs almost overheating.

He never imagined that his family's secret skill, which he was so proud of and relied on for his livelihood, was actually a defective product that had been put on a dog leash!

"Master Ye..."

Feng Zhenghao's voice was hoarse, as if it had been sanded with sandpaper, "Do you have any evidence for what you're saying?"

"That was a promise that Senior Feng Tianyang obtained with his life back then, but the Wang family doesn't use it openly."

Ye Xing shrugged. "I don't expect you to believe me right now."

"You can investigate; you'll eventually find some clues. Of course, while the method of persuasion is powerful, it also has side effects."

"Short-term use of spirits can enhance one's strength, but long-term use of spirits will affect one's personality, emotions, memory, etc., and will eventually lead to a loss of self and a vulnerability to backlash from the spirits."

Feng Zhenghao slumped back in his chair, looking as if he had aged ten years in an instant.

That ruthless and domineering spirit was shattered at this moment. If what Ye Xing said was true, what use was it for Tianxia Hui to be rich and powerful?

The Feng family members had no chance to fight back against the Wang family; they were destined to be cursed to die!

"If it's true... then will my Feng family be trampled under their feet for all eternity?"

Feng Zhenghao took off his glasses, rubbed his temples, and his voice was filled with exhaustion and helplessness.

Seeing this, Ye Xing knew that the time was almost right. He slowly stood up and straightened his clothes.

"President Feng, broaden your perspective and stop sighing so soon. In my opinion, your emasculated version is the correct way to use the Spirit Binding and Commanding Technique. Besides, the Wang family is powerful, but we're not without a chance to overturn the table."

Ye Xing's lips curled into a meaningful smile. "The enemy of my enemy is my friend."