Chaos Heavenly Emperor Technique
Chapter 115: Take the Fight to Their Doorstep!

Chapter 115: Chapter 115: Take the Fight to Their Doorstep!

"Oh my god, have you heard? Ling Feng from Little Bamboo Peak disappeared for a while, and when he returned, he went straight to the Iron Blood Alliance to settle things!"

In Wenxian Sect’s Inner Sect, at the Martial Arts Square, a group of disciples gathered together to exchange martial skills, when suddenly someone came rushing over, shouting loudly.

"Damn, is that for real? That Evil God had finally calmed down for half a month, and now that he’s back, he’s going to stir up trouble again!"

One disciple, who looked as skinny as a monkey, twitched his eyelid and immediately exclaimed in shock.

Everyone in the Inner Sect knew of Ling Feng; who didn’t recognize his name?

Just days after joining the Wenxian Sect, he had done a series of astonishing deeds, his methods so ruthless and decisive that they were both frightening and awe-inspiring.

It can be said that Ling Feng was like an Evil God who feared neither heaven nor earth.

But the Iron Blood Alliance, that was a "cancer" within the Wenxian Sect, bullying and dominating for so long, and no one had ever come out on top against them.

When the "Evil God" met with the "cancer," it was a once-in-a-century spectacle!

"Why would I lie to you? Someone saw it with their own eyes, Ling Feng, full of killing intent, led a group straight to the great hall of the Iron Blood Alliance!" The disciple who brought the news affirmed confidently with absolute certainty.

"Goodness, the Evil God is the Evil God; even the Iron Blood Alliance dares to provoke him?"

"If you’re a man, be tough! Damn it, when I first joined the Inner Sect, I was also bullied a lot. If Senior Ling Feng can uproot the Iron Blood Alliance, I wholeheartedly support him with both hands and feet!"

"Damn, you dare to say that, too? I’ll raise another limb!"

"Hahaha!" Many surrounding disciples broke into scornful laughter, clearly they had long harbored unspoken resentment towards the Iron Blood Alliance.

"Damn, I’m not going to talk with you anymore; I’m going to see what’s happening for myself!"

The disciple who spread the news said and dashed towards the direction of the Iron Blood Alliance.

"Let’s go have a look! Let’s go have a look! Shit, it sounds so thrilling!"

"I’m going to have a look, too!"

For a moment, the disciples who were practicing their Martial Techniques on the Martial Arts Square all rushed toward the Iron Blood Alliance, eager to see if Ling Feng could really uproot this "cancer".

Among the crowd was a handsome "young man" dressed in ordinary Inner Sect Disciple attire, who also heard their conversation and couldn’t help feeling curious.

"Ling Feng? Iron Blood Alliance?"

This young man’s skin, compared to males of his age, was abnormally fair and delicate, and he looked somewhat slender and fragile.

Moreover, his appearance was too beautiful, no, it should be said exquisite!

So beautiful it would make those so-called beauties extremely envious.

This beautiful "young man" was none other than Lin Canglang’s daughter, Lin Xian’er.

Lin Xian’er’s existence was almost unknown to everyone in the Wenxian Sect, and she herself knew almost nothing about the sect’s affairs.

To conceal her identity, every time she came to the Wenxian Sect, she would disguise herself as an ordinary disciple, so as to stay unnoticed.

This time, Lin Xian’er returned to visit her father and stayed for half a month. Leaving the Main Peak, she originally intended to leave the Wenxian Sect and return to Heavenly Position Academy, but upon hearing about Ling Feng and the Iron Blood Alliance, she grew somewhat curious.

After all, the Wenxian Sect was her father’s sect; how could there be an Inner Sect Disciple group as reviled as the Iron Blood Alliance?

Therefore, she also wanted to see what was really going on; it might even help her father worry less.

Perhaps because she did not grow up by Lin Canglang’s side, this daughter did not inherit his sinister and vicious traits; instead, she was quite naive and kind-hearted, and had a strong sense of justice.

"Hmph, it seems that dad must have been too focused on his Cultivation and failed to manage the disciples properly. I want to see for myself what’s happening."

Lin Xian’er bit her lip, gave up her plan to return to Heavenly Position Academy right away, and followed the crowd towards the direction of the Iron Blood Alliance, striding along.

...

In the Inner Sect area of Wenxian Sect, a large group of disciples surrounded a rather majestic hall, all craning their necks eagerly, making the entrance to the hall impossibly crowded.

In the center of the hall hung a golden plaque with three characters carved on it: "Iron Blood Alliance".

This was the headquarters of the Iron Blood Alliance.

To have a disciple group’s name with a stronghold directly within the sect, it was evident how powerful the Iron Blood Alliance was in Wenxian Sect—practically untouchable.

Yet at that moment, in the middle of the imposing plaque, a broken sword was stuck straight into it, upright over the character for "blood."

Below the plaque, about a dozen disciples lay strewn about in all directions, rolling on the ground in pain.

Besides them, six shadowy figures stood erect at the entrance, blocking the door.

The one at the forefront had an exceedingly fierce killing intent on his face, and his fists were covered with fresh blood, which was still dripping steadily.

This person was naturally Ling Feng.

Behind him stood Jiang Wanqing, Su Hongxiu, Zhou Yan...

A bunch of no-name ordinary disciples just like that blocked the entrance to the Iron Blood Alliance’s headquarters. On any normal day, everyone would assume they were courting death. But Ling Feng’s presence made this act of defying a giant seem slightly anticipatable.

Hadn’t everything Ling Feng had done been akin to miracles?

The surrounding onlooking disciples, sensing the killing intent radiating from Ling Feng, froze in fear, none daring to step forward; they could only whisper to each other in low voices.

"Evil God is the Evil God, so fierce, so strong!"

"A single punch takes one down. My God, that guy he beat down just now seemed to be in the Magnetic Condensation Realm!"

...

Lin Xian’er finally squeezed through the crowd to the front row and saw what was happening inside.

There was bloodshed in five steps!

A complete mess!

Seeing Ling Feng’s silhouette from behind, Lin Xian’er furrowed her brow; in her view, this guy was maybe being a bit too violent.

However, from the gazes of the few followers behind Ling Feng, she saw absolute trust, absolute support, and a reverence that bordered on the divine.

In the Heavenly Position Academy, there were plenty of talents, but she had never seen a man like this before, with such a unique charisma.

"What is so attractive about this man?"

Lin Xian’er scrutinized Ling Feng closely, feeling a hint of curiosity about this man.

At this moment, a roar came from inside the hall, a rough voice, like thunder, boomed, "How dare you, Ling Feng, you’ve really got some nerve! Even in front of your Grandpa Gou, you dare to be so audacious!"

Huang Gou charged out with a huge saber in hand, full of murderous intent.

Xiao Liu followed him like a faithful puppy, and behind them emerged a dozen more Mid-stage Pulse Condensing Realm enforcers, all charging out with Huang Gou.

To be able to strut around Wenxian Sect unopposed, naturally, one would have some "breadth of spirit".

Ling Feng’s eyes locked onto Huang Gou, and he turned his head to look at Su Hongxiu, word by word he said, "Is it him?"

"It’s him, it’s him! He was the one leading the assault on Brother Lo!" Su Hongxiu bit her lower lip; upon seeing Huang Gou, her delicate body trembled, and she instinctively shrank back behind Jiang Wanqing.

"It’s you guys again! Really a bunch of ignorant fools! Hahaha..."

Upon seeing Su Hongxiu, Zhou Yan, and the others, Huang Gou immediately sneered, "What’s this, bringing a pretty boy and you think you can seek justice? Wake up, you rookies. In this world where the strong prey on the weak, strength is justice! The fist is the law!"