Chapter 920: Too Much Pretension

"It's been a month."

"Feng Qianyue, give up!"

Beside the altar, the members of the Fengyue Sect had been sitting outside ever since Yi Feng entered the inheritance. As the one-month mark arrived, Bai Ji opened his eyes, a cold smile on his face.

Feng Qianyue's face was dark, and she remained silent. Her pretty face visibly showed her distress.

She knew all too well that a month without any movement likely meant failure.

"Hmph, it's only been a month, Bai Ji. Don't celebrate too soon," Feng Qianyue remained silent, but Feng Lingbei, standing beside her, couldn't hold back and retorted.

"Shut up."

Bai Ji's icy gaze turned to Feng Lingbei, and a powerful pressure descended. "You have no right to speak here. Shut up."

"You..."

Feng Lingbei gritted his teeth, his anger palpable. "Let's see who has the last laugh."

"Hahaha, who will have the last laugh? Don't you know we're already at the end?" Bai Ji sneered.

"Enough."

Seeing Feng Lingbei about to speak again, Feng Qianyue quickly stopped him.

"Learn from your sister. Don't be so impulsive. Look at how gracefully your sister accepts defeat, and then look at you—what are you? All your bluster is just adding to the joke," Bai Ji mocked without any restraint.

Ignoring Feng Lingbei's hateful glare, Bai Ji turned his attention to Feng Qianyue.

"So, Feng Qianyue, are you going to fulfill your promise?" he asked excitedly.

Hearing this, Feng Qianyue's face turned as pale as a sheet.

She bit her red lip tightly, her heart filled with unwillingness.

Securing the position of the next island lord was her father's dying wish. Was there really no chance left?

"Feng Qianyue, are you thinking of breaking your promise?"

Seeing Feng Qianyue remain silent for so long, Bai Ji pressed, "You should know that those words came from your own mouth. No one forced you. And you said it in front of the master and many elders of the Fengyue Sect at the Fengyue Tower."

Bai Ji's pressure made Feng Qianyue bite her lip even tighter.

But she knew that no matter how unwilling she was, words once spoken could not be taken back.

She took a deep breath and was about to announce her withdrawal from the competition for the next island lord position.

But before she could speak, the altar, which had been silent for a month, suddenly showed signs of activity.

A golden light began to shine, and strange fluctuations emerged.

Feeling the movement, Feng Qianyue quickly turned her head.

At the same time, the others who were present also opened their eyes and stood up, their faces filled with astonishment as they all turned their gazes toward the altar.

As for Bai Ji, his triumphant face instantly turned stiff, filled with disbelief.

"No, no, this can't be happening."

He muttered urgently, his eyes wide as he stared fixedly at the altar.

The fluctuations from the altar grew stronger, and the golden light became more brilliant, like a golden lotus.

As everyone's eyes adjusted to the light, they saw a faint figure emerging within the golden glow.

Seeing this figure, everyone present gasped, their expressions filled with shock.

Feng Qianyue covered her mouth with her hand.

Especially after being pressured by Bai Ji, seeing this scene made her emotions uncontrollable, and tears immediately streamed down her face.

At the same time, the appearance of the figure shattered Bai Ji's last bit of hope.

It broke his final straw, and he staggered back a few steps, his entire demeanor collapsing.

The person in the altar was none other than Yi Feng.

As the light faded and the altar returned to calm, Yi Feng slowly walked out of the altar.

Feng Lingbei and Feng Qianyue were the first to approach him.

The others from Fengyue Island, who hadn't had much contact with Yi Feng before, also quickly followed.

But before anyone could speak, they noticed something was off with Yi Feng's expression.

He hung his head, his face dark.

He didn't say a word.

Clearly, he was in a very low state.

Noticing Yi Feng's expression, Feng Qianyue's heart sank, and Feng Lingbei immediately closed his mouth, his face also turning grim.

Meanwhile, the disheartened Bai Ji's eyes widened.

The triumphant look on his face returned.

Hahaha.

Who said that returning from the inheritance meant successfully inheriting it?

Couldn't it be like the disciples sent before, who just took a trip through the outer gates of the inheritance and came back?

If that were the case, it wouldn't change the outcome.

Feng Qianyue would still have to voluntarily give up her claim to the next island lord position. At most, it would just be a matter of whether Yi Feng lived or died.

Whether Yi Feng lived or died didn't concern him at all. What he truly cared about was the position of the next island lord.

Feng Qianyue bit her lip tightly, her fists clenched.

Her emotions were truly on a rollercoaster!

Seeing Yi Feng's expression, even though she already knew the likely outcome, she still had to ask for confirmation.

"So, senior, the inheritance...?"

Feng Qianyue asked softly.

"Sigh."

Her question was met with a sigh from Yi Feng.

Indeed.

It had failed.

Feng Qianyue's head drooped in disappointment.

But the next moment, Yi Feng's voice came again, "It succeeded."

"Huh... what?"

Feng Qianyue, who had just lowered her head, froze, then lifted her head again, staring at Yi Feng in disbelief.

Beside her.

Bai Ji, who had just regained his triumphant expression, blinked his eyes and once again fell into a daze, completely stunned.

The others, including Xu Zhu, were also frozen.

"Senior, are you saying you successfully inherited the legacy?" Feng Qianyue asked, still in disbelief.

"Yes."

"Sigh..."

Yi Feng sighed again.

"It... succeeded?"

Feng Qianyue was momentarily unable to believe what she had just heard, murmuring in a daze.

Joy filled her heart, and once again, tears of happiness streamed down her face.

Today's emotions had been a rollercoaster for her, soaring to the heavens one moment and plummeting to the earth the next.

"Senior, congratulations, congratulations!"

"Senior, you're truly amazing. The death legacy that has existed since the formation of Fengyue Island has finally been inherited."

In an instant, the others from Fengyue Island, including Xu Zhu, also began to congratulate Yi Feng.

But in their hearts, they were cursing: You succeeded, so why the sigh? You made us think you failed.

This guy is really laying it on thick.