Doomsday Summoning Frenzy

“Clack, clack, clack...”

The sharp sound of high heels striking the floor echoed crisply, even in the spacious mansion, as if stirring up reverberations that sent chills down the spines of those who heard it.

This was the presence... the aura of the master of this place.

“Lady Tianxue has returned.”

Along the lush green corridor, the female attendants and guards of the estate respectfully greeted her. Lin Tianxue's face was as cold as frost as she strode deep into the mansion.

This mansion was still Lin Haifeng's grand residence in the Inner City of Beijing. However, after Lin Tianxue’s marriage, childbirth, and internal family disputes, Lin Haifeng had moved out with Lin Que two years ago and transferred ownership of the mansion to Lin Tianxue. In other words, this place now belonged to Fang Bai and Lin Tianxue’s family.

Fang Bai followed closely behind Lin Tianxue, his pale face and tightly furrowed brows making him look more like a downtrodden underling than the male head of the house.

When they reached the main hall, Lin Tianxue sat down directly in the seat facing the entrance, while Fang Bai stood to the side, his expression dark and desolate.

“How has Yuqiong’s recent studies been?”

Lin Tianxue asked, but not to Fang Bai—she directed the question to a robust woman standing nearby.

The woman replied, “The young master’s latest test results have all been A+, and his strength has reached the peak of level 4. He is currently preparing to challenge the level 5 advancement trial. The difficulty shouldn’t be too high.”

Hearing news of her son, Lin Tianxue’s expression softened considerably.

“Right, those three SSS-level skills I arranged for Yuqiong last time, which one did he learn?”

“It should be Breath of Desolation. I saw the young master demonstrate it on the training ground.”

“Mhm, Breath of Desolation. Has he obtained all the matching skills?”

“All of them. They were delivered by people sent by Commander Lin.”

Through this brief Q&A with the woman, Lin Tianxue got a clear picture of Fang Yuqiong’s current situation.

As Lin Haifeng’s grandson with a strong-willed mother, Fang Yuqiong had access to resources beyond imagination. At such a young age, he already possessed SSS-level and even foundation level skills. The skill systems had been verified multiple times to ensure his potential.

Everything about Fang Yuqiong was designed and arranged according to the standards of a guardian deity. To put it bluntly, once Fang Yuqiong reached adulthood, whether he would become a guardian deity or not was uncertain, but a position in the military’s white tiger war god squad was guaranteed.

A gentle smile appeared on Lin Tianxue’s face, and even Fang Bai’s complexion brightened significantly—how could parents not be reassured when their son was so outstanding?

After chatting with the robust woman for a while longer, Lin Tianxue dismissed her. Once the hall was left with just Lin Tianxue and Fang Bai, she glanced at him from the corner of her eye.

“How have you handled what I assigned you?”

Fang Bai slowly pursed his lips but said nothing.

Lin Tianxue seemed to ignore his expression and went on, “Marquez’s attitude is clear—he wants to follow me. You know these past two years, Lei and Marquez, the two brothers, have been sidelined. Lei is quiet but scheming and hasn’t expressed any opinion on this. Marquez is different... he craves power and honor. But then again, which man doesn’t desire those things?”

“There’s also Qin Tian; he brought his sister back to Beijing. That girl is quite good—grateful. Over the years, I’ve taken good care of Qin Shiyuan, and Qin Tian is grateful to me. Yes, Qin Tian is definitely worth using. His brother-in-law Arthur is also skilled, and then there’s Yang Hong from the Three Skull Society. Though his strength isn’t great, the Three Skull Society is convenient to use.”

“Then there are the sequence-level experts like Mo Zha and Ancient Azure—former members of the ultimate combat team. After Tang Haofei was sealed, they all have some grievances against Dad. Integrating this force is indeed no small matter.”