Chaos Heavenly Emperor Technique
Chapter 277: Lin Xian’er’s Interrogation!

Chapter 277: Chapter 277: Lin Xian’er’s Interrogation!

Tong Chengtai grandly swept his brush across the paper, directly tampering with Ling Feng’s achievement.

In the end, although Ling Feng obtained the same number of Demon Cores as Lee Bufan, because their quality was lower than Lee Bufan’s, he ended up in second place among all the Yellow Character Disciples.

As for the overall student rankings, Lee Bufan was tenth; Ling Feng followed closely behind, coming in eleventh!

According to the rules of the beast-hunting competition, the student placed eleventh, although only one position behind, no longer qualified to receive the final mysterious award.

"Ah, this should be about right."

Tong Chengtai stroked his beard, knowing full well that Lee Bufan was the son of the Grand Commandant Mansion and he naturally couldn’t let Ling Feng overshadow Lee Bufan.

If he could curry favor with the Grand Commandant Mansion, he would naturally reap benefits in the future.

"Xian’er, please compile all the results, and tomorrow I will have them distributed to each courtyard."

Having said that, Tong Chengtai handed over all the documents on his desk to Lin Xian’er.

As Lin Xian’er’s teacher, it was natural for him to delegate some chores to his student.

"Alright, Teacher."

Lin Xian’er accepted the stack of documents with both hands. Tong Chengtai treated her very well, not only promoting her to an A-class Disciple but also passing on to her a damaged Spiritual Artifact, making him the person she respected the most.

Therefore, since joining Heavenly Position Academy, she had always stayed by Tong Chengtai’s side as his assistant, considering it repayment for her mentor’s kindness.

However, when Lin Xian’er saw Ling Feng’s results on the list—clearly, her teacher and that Master Su had previously agreed that Ling Feng could be among the top ten students—she was shocked to find that he had been placed eleventh.

Although it was a difference of only one place, the difference in the final reward was like heaven and earth.

Lin Xian’er clenched her teeth; it was too much for her teacher to do such a thing!

After hesitating for a moment, Lin Xian’er still took the results to her teacher, bit her lip, and stammered somewhat uncertainly, "Teacher... Teacher, why did you change the ranking you agreed upon with Master Su earlier?"

Tong Chengtai glanced at the results, his brow immediately furrowing, "Xian’er, you are still young, there are some things you don’t understand!"

"But, Teacher, shouldn’t we be realistic?" Lin Xian’er looked up, staring at her teacher, her eyes filled with an interrogative expression.

"This..." Tong Chengtai’s face slightly twisted, "As I said, there are things you do not understand now, but will in the future! Alright, this is my final decision; if you don’t want to do it, you may go and rest! Hmph!"

"Teacher, no matter what you do, I have great respect for you, but today you actually resorted to such tactics, falsifying..."

"Outrageous!" Before Lin Xian’er could finish, Tong Chengtai angrily raised his hand and slapped her across the face.

Slap!

The crisp sound of the slap left both Lin Xian’er and Tong Chengtai momentarily stunned.

"Xian’er, I..." Tong Chengtai instantly regretted it. Although he wasn’t exactly an upright gentleman, he was indeed quite pleased with his closed-door disciple and had always treated Lin Xian’er as his own daughter.

"Teacher, you... you slapped me?" Tears shimmered in Lin Xian’er’s eyes as she immediately rushed out of the office, leaving the deputy headmaster’s room.

The slap was not heavy, but it shattered the image of the perfect teacher in her mind!

"Ah!" Tong Chengtai sighed deeply with a wave of his sleeve.

"You naive child, how would you understand the unpredictable depths within the Empire..." Tong Chengtai clenched his fist, "The Heavenly Position Academy may seem calm, but is it not full of scheming and secret struggles! If I cannot maintain good relations with the Grand Commandant Mansion, how can I secure my position today..."

Tong Chengtai sighed, "Perhaps in a few years, you will understand."

Shaking his head, Tong Chengtai tidied up the documents on the desk. Without Lin Xian’er’s help, he had to compile the results himself.

...

Filled with both sorrow and anger, Lin Xian’er stormed out of Tong Chengtai’s deputy headmaster’s office.

How could she have imagined that the teacher she had always respected was an absolute hypocrite!

However, over the past year, Tong Chengtai had truly been beyond reproach in his dealings with her, sparing no effort to impart all his skills to her and even bestowing upon her the great kindness of a Spiritual Artifact. But why had the teacher she so admired done such a thing?

"Ling Feng..." Lin Xian’er clenched her fists and thought to herself: No, I can’t let Ling Feng be kept in the dark, even if he loses his top ten ranking, I have to let him know the whole truth.

"He seemed to have told me last time, he lives at... Tianshu East Courtyard..."

Lin Xian’er gritted her teeth and took off at a sprint towards the area of the Yellow Character Disciples.

...

Tianshu East Courtyard.

The men had just returned to their residence, immediately washed off the blood from their bodies, and without a doubt, the thing they wanted to do most was have a good meal and then sleep soundly.

In a place like the Heavenly Position Mountain Range, dangers lurked everywhere. For three days, it was almost impossible to get a good night’s sleep.

The day was fading into dusk.

The well-fed roommates of room seven in the Tianshu East Courtyard dragged out a chair and lay in the courtyard to rest.

Even Jiang Xiaofan, the battle fanatic, had no desire to continue training.

"So comfortable, truly comfortable!"

Ouyang Jing touched his now bulging stomach, squinted his eyes, and began to smile, "This Tianshu East Courtyard really is the best!"

"Haha, that’s for sure!" Feng Mo regained his usual flamboyance and chuckled, "I say, Brother Feen, how exactly did you get your hands on that Fifth-rank Demon Pill? I simply cannot believe you’d come across an injured Fifth-rank Demon Beast and just happen to finish it off with a stroke of luck."

"Even if it’s not the case, it’s pretty much the same."

Ling Feng smiled faintly and suddenly, as if remembering something, pulled out six porcelain bottles from his Spirit Storage Ring. He gave one to each person, saying with a smile, "This is the Purple Luo Spirit Liquid, it will be beneficial for your cultivation."

"Purple Luo Spirit Liquid!" Yang Jun, as someone from a major merchant family, immediately jumped up at the name, "This is good stuff! Brother Feen, I really want to give you a big kiss!"

"Go to the side!" Ling Feng rolled his eyes, "Use it sparingly because once it’s gone, it’s really gone."

"Heh heh..."

The rowdy youths’ excitement soared. Indeed, following Brother Feen meant they’d never lack for good things!

That Ouyang Jing approached them with a drooling face and slyly said, "Big brother, why don’t you give me another bottle? Even half a bottle would do, I’ll take it to Xiao Yun!"

"Damn it, Ouyang, your nerve! Using Brother Feen’s gift to woo girls! Really something else!"

Feng Mo kicked over at him, sending Ouyang Jing tumbling off his chair.

"Haha, this guy’s shamelessness could make history!" Yang Jun also joined in the banter.

Ouyang Jing dusted off his backside and said with a pained expression, "I was just saying it off the cuff!"

Ling Feng shook his head and smiled. Considering that Zhou Yun was Zhou Kai’s sister and Ouyang Jing’s date, giving her a bottle of Purple Luo Spirit Liquid really wasn’t that big a deal.

"Here you go." Ling Feng tossed another bottle over, and Ouyang Jing immediately thanked him profusely.

"Brother Feen, actually, I got myself a girl the other day too!"

"Brother Feen, I’m pretty capable, I’ve got seven or eight!"

"Get lost, get lost, get lost!"

Ling Feng’s forehead immediately sprouted countless black lines; these guys, each one was more ridiculous than the last!

Poor choice of friends, poor choice of friends indeed!