The next morning.
Not long after Yi Feng got up, before he even had time to brew some morning tea, finely dressed people suddenly arrived bearing all manner of flowers and plants. Then came gift boxes piled high as mountains, said to be Heavenly Ranking treatment. He stood there dumbfounded.
Good heavens.
The legendary Heavenly Ranking really was different!
He had learned from Old Brother Xu that he had somehow made it onto the Heavenly Ranking. Thinking back to his brother's envious expression, he had thought it was a joke at the time. Yet it was actually true.
Happiness had come too suddenly; the benefits had risen a little too quickly!
Facing the gift boxes filling the room, Yi Feng felt rather unaccustomed to it. Just as he was wondering why he had suddenly received such treatment, another voice calling for an audience rang out.
"Fellow Daoist Yi, we have come to visit upon hearing of your fame. Please forgive our presumption."
Hearing this, Yi Feng stepped out of his room.
When he reached the courtyard gate, he saw several cultivators greeting him with eager eyes and respectful salutes, all of them looking somewhat nervous. Xu Qingyuan was at their head, carrying a few gifts as well.
Seeing a familiar face, Yi Feng gave it no further thought.
He stepped aside and invited the delighted group into the house.
After a round of conversation, everyone grew increasingly excited and delighted, repeatedly clasping their fists in congratulations.
"Congratulations, Fellow Daoist, on ascending the Heavenly Ranking!"
"Fellow Daoist Yi, with you ranking on the Heavenly Ranking, us Mortal Star cultivators have finally let out a fierce breath of resentment!"
"Fellow Daoist Yi's talent is unmatched. We can finally hold our heads high as well!"
"Isn't that so? Those Child Star geniuses have