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King of Gods – Chapter 1243


Chapter 1243 – Rise Into Fame


After spending some time with Zhao Yufei, Zhao Feng was able to recall what the energy from the Spiritual Race bloodline was like. The moment Zhao Feng sensed this energy, the first thought that appeared in his mind was: could this person be Zhao Yufei?


If this was the Continent Zone, Zhao Feng could be sure that this person was Zhao Yufei, but this was the Spiritual Race; the number of people with the Spiritual Race bloodline was not small.


As he followed this energy, Zhao Feng quickly left the Heavenly River Valley Region. Slowly, a woman with a body sparkling like white glass appeared in front of Zhao Feng.


This woman had a pure and simple beauty, and the nature of her Spiritual Race bloodline made her appear noble and beautiful. But from her pouting lips and her raised eyebrows, she could tell that she was clearly in a bad mood.


Several youths of various races stood around this young lady.


“Qingying, where do you want to go? I'll take you there.” An extremely beautiful young man with a gentle face waved his white jade fan and smiled.


Zhao Feng looked at this party from a distance.


This woman clearly had the bloodline of the Spiritual Race while the youths around her had an unusual cultivation. They might be the All-God geniuses from the subordinate faction of the Spiritual Race.


Given that they could communicate with this girl, these people might also be able to communicate with Zhao Yufei.


As for Zhao Fengs status, it was too low, so these people were not guaranteed to notice him. However, if these people were willing to help him send out a letter, Zhao Feng might be able to meet Zhao Yufei in person.


As Zhao Feng thought to himself, the Spiritual Race girl noticed Zhao Feng and smiled in satisfaction. In his view, Zhao Feng was mesmerized by his appearance and looked at him in a daze. Moreover, even though Zhao Feng was wearing a worker disciple uniform, his appearance and demeanor were extremely outstanding, not inferior to the surrounding youths.


"You, come here!" Wei Qingying suddenly stopped and pointed at Zhao Feng.


Zhao Feng was a little stunned. He only thought about whether he should go to these people and ask if they could bring a letter to Zhao Yufei, but this woman from the Spiritual Race instead asked for it.


"Qingying, why do you want to talk to that person?" The bewitching young man coldly glared at Zhao Feng as he spoke.


Zhao Feng immediately flew over to Wei Qingying.


"Who do you believe is the most beautiful person in all the Spiritual Race?" Wei Qingying put on a coquettish expression and a charming demeanor as she asked gently.


The young prodigy in the surroundings understood what Wei Qingying wanted. Before Zhao Yufei came to the Spiritual Race, the number one beauty of the Spiritual Race was the Profound God Luo Yu, and Wei Qingying was the person standing beside the Profound God Luo Yu.


But ever since Zhao Yufei arrived at the Spiritual Race, the constant stimulation from his thick bloodline had caused his cultivation talent to be completely unleashed. With her already fairy-like appearance, Zhao Yufei gradually replaced the Demon God Luo Yu as the goddess residing in the hearts of all the men of the Spiritual Race.


However, since Zhao Yufei came from outside the zone, the people belonging to the Divine Realm Ancient Divine Realm felt a mental rejection towards him. Moreover, Zhao Yufei's extraordinary talent and beautiful appearance had made him envious of all the other women of the Spiritual Race.


Just this morning, Wei Qingying had spoken behind Zhao Yufei when she met the person in question and received a harsh lesson.


"This ..." Zhao Feng paused for a moment. He would have never imagined that this girl from the Spiritual Race was calling out to him just to ask this question.


"Quick and talk!" the bewitching man next to Wei Qingying coldly barked.


Everyone knew that Wei Qingying was one of the vassals of the Demon God Luo Yu. This servant could name anything but Zhao Yufei's name, but if he wanted to establish a good relationship with Wei Qingying, he would like to, it would be best if she said that the Demon God Luo Yu was the most beautiful.


"Of course, Miss is the most beautiful!" Zhao Feng said with a smile.


Zhao Feng barely knew anything about the Spiritual Race. The only woman he knew was Zhao Yufei. However, Zhao Feng was able to tell that this current female of the Spiritual Race was a bit annoyed, so this response would probably fill his mood.


"Hehe!" Wei Qingying immediately chuckled.


He originally believed that this servant would say that the Demon God Luo Yu was the most beautiful, but he said that it was her. Even though he knew that Zhao Feng was not telling the truth, he was still quite happy to hear these words.


The young prodigy around him looked at Zhao Feng with disdain. Even if Zhao Feng regarded Zhao Yufei as his god, he only needed to mention the Demon God Luo Yu to avoid offending Wei Qingying. They all considered Zhao Feng a bit shameless for saying that the most beautiful one was Wei Qingying.


“Mm. Your cultivation is decent, and your performance is good. After a while, I will have them promote you into a fringe disciple!” Wei Qingying's mood improved, and she soon found this young man somewhat pleasant to look at.


As he examined Zhao Feng, he felt that he was more handsome than any young man he had seen before. Her indifferent and proud face, her naturally beautiful golden hair.


Wei Qingying's facial wrinkle made all the other youths coldly stare at Zhao Feng. They were all geniuses from subordinate factions or subordinates of the Spiritual Race, either, and they knew that they would never be able to reach as high as an extraordinary princess of the Spiritual Race like Zhao Yufei or the Profound God Luo Yu. Thus, they set their sights on the woman of the Spiritual Race with somewhat lesser talent. After all, the Spiritual Race was ranked 19th among the ancient races, so joining together with this bloodline would advance their own cultivation and bless their descendants as well.


"Thank you very much!" Zhao Feng was rather happy. Even if he was performing well, he would need to wait for a while to be promoted to a fringe disciple, but in a good mood, Wei Qingying promised that she would get Zhao Feng directly promoted to a fringe disciple.


“Qingying, where do you want to go? I'm coming with you!" A prodigy who saw that Wei Qingying's mood had improved immediately stepped forward to take Wei Qingying's heart.


"Please wait," Zhao Feng suddenly spoke.


Wei Qingying was in a good mood and had a good impression of Zhao Feng. Perhaps if Zhao Feng asked her to send him a letter, she would agree. So, Zhao Feng called Wei Qingying.


"Servant, why are you talking !?" The bewitching youth next to Wei Qingying immediately snapped at Zhao Feng. He had long since grown sick of seeing Zhao Feng. A mere working student dares to speak with the target of his affection?


"What do you want?" Wei Qingying was willing to ignore Zhao Feng's low status for a moment.


"I wonder if Miss is willing to help me send a letter to Zhao Yufei." Zhao Feng ignored the young men and immediately voiced his request.


But as soon as he made his request, Wei Qingying and the young prodigies around him instantly fell silent. After quite some time, the cold laughter of a young man broke the silence. The other youths also started laughing and looked at Zhao Feng with pity.


Oh naw. Zhao Feng felt something was wrong. The expressions on their faces as well as Wei Qingying were all wrong.


"You want to communicate with Zhao Yufei?" Wei Qingying suddenly revealed a strangely frightening smile.


Before Zhao Feng could say anything, Wei Qingying added, “It looks like you are also chasing Zhao Yufei, but you are – a mere worker disciple – wants to approach Zhao Yufei?


“Rest. I will tell Zhao Yufei that there is a working disciple from the Spiritual Race looking for his hand!


Wei Qingying's face was cold as she smiled dazzlingly.


Whooshing sound!


Wei Qingying left immediately.


"Haha, son, you really don't know the difference between life and death!" A young man bragged.


"Although your cultivation isn't bad, you won't be able to become a fringe disciple for the rest of your life, let alone meet Zhao Yufei!" The bewitching youth with the feather fan threw these words before following Wei Qingying.


Zhao Feng now knew that Wei Qingying might not have a good relationship with Zhao Yufei. He probably wanted to use this matter to ridicule Zhao Yufei.


But if Zhao Yufei paid attention to him because of this, it would be a good result.


Zhao Feng did not know that Zhao Yufei had too many pursuers and suitors in the Ziling Zone, so much so that they could not be counted. But Zhao Yufei himself seemed to have thought of someone and paid no attention to these pursuers.


After returning to the Heavenly River Valley, Zhao Feng gave the mission that Officer Liu had given to the other working disciples. Zhao Feng was now the boss of the Heavenly River Valley worker disciple, so he naturally had a group of subordinates who were willing to carry out his mission for him.


Zhao Feng himself went back to his hut to cultivate. He had no idea that, the next day, the news that he admired Zhao Yufei had spread throughout the Spiritual Race.


The true miracle that was chasing Zhao Yufei only gave a scornful smile and treated the entire matter as a joke. But the fringe disciples of the Spiritual Race, as well as the working disciples from other regions, came to see what kind of person Zhao Feng was.


One day, when Zhao Feng was cultivating in the Spacetime Cloak, he sensed some powerful Spiritual Senses, and even the Divine Indra, boldly scanning his hut.


Swish!


Zhao Feng left the Spacetime Cloak. Divine Sense was used by Quasi-Gods and True Gods, and these naturally could not become working disciples.


"Why do so many people come?" Zhao Feng was a bit surprised.


The worker disciple did not receive protection from the Spiritual Race. No one would care if they were bullied, even if they were cultivating. Even the Demon God had come to disturb Zhao Feng this time.


Zhao Feng left his hut.


"Zhao Feng is out!" someone immediately called out the moment Zhao Feng appeared.


In an instant, all the nearby working disciples turned to look at Zhao Feng. At the same time, several proud youths appeared in the sky. These people all had unusual bloodlines and strong cultivations.


"This is the person who asked Wei Qingying to help him contact Zhao Yufei?" a muscular and large man chatted with someone next to him.


“Mm, he looks pretty good, and his cultivation is also pretty good. He was just a little lacking in intelligence. A mere working disciple dared lusting after Zhao Yufei? ” The green-skinned youth next to him was a bit rude, his words were cold and scornful.


Standing beside Shi Weinan was a long-faced young man wearing the uniform of an outer sect disciple.


"This is it .." Shi Weinan whispered in the ear of the person.


“Hmph, a frog craves goose meat. I'll give you a lesson you won't forget!” The long-faced young man walked towards Zhao Feng. Shi Weinan had requested that he teach a lesson to the working disciple, and this person Shi Weinan wanted to deal with happened to be the one who had recently become famous as a working disciple chasing after Zhao Yufei. This instantly attracted the long-faced young man.


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