Chaos Heavenly Emperor Technique
Chapter 329: Feng Mo’s Identity! (4 Updates)

Chapter 329: Chapter 329: Feng Mo’s Identity! (4 Updates)

"What the hell is going on here?"

The commotion here naturally alarmed those students who were reading in the Book Collection Pavilion.

"Isn’t that our East Courtyard’s Chief Ling Feng? Why is he fighting again?"

"Right, that does seem to be Ling Feng, and the one beside him looks like Qin Wanwan."

"Holy shit, I recognize him! The guy Ling Feng is holding, it seems to be Young Prince Moo Lin from Prince Rong’s Mansion!"

"I think I know what’s going on! The Chief really is the Chief, daring to fight with the Young Prince over a woman, and even getting into a brawl, that’s freaking badass!"

"But it looks like things are going to blow up, on the other side is the Young Prince, not easy to settle this!"

The students discussed animatedly, and some of the East Courtyard Yellow Sect Students even ran to call for their instructors or even professors.

They couldn’t let the situation get out of hand!

Among the crowd, Feng Mo, who usually liked to hole up in the Book Collection Pavilion reading some "very profound" books, was also present.

When Feng Mo saw Moo Lin, his brow furrowed noticeably. Seeing the conflict arising between Ling Feng and Moo Lin, he couldn’t help but sigh, "Why is he getting tangled up with that guy, it’s such a headache..."

He hesitated for a moment but pushed his way to the front of the crowd, ready to intervene if things went south.

...

Ling Feng tightened his grip on Moo Lin’s neck, his face full of murderous intent, as if he was prepared to go down with him.

Of course, Ling Feng didn’t really intend to kill Young Prince Moo Lin. Although he wanted to stand up for Qin Wanwan, he wasn’t foolish enough to come to blows with Moo Lin and risk everything.

His actions were merely to intimidate Moo Lin, to make him back down.

After all, Moo Lin was at fault from the start, having drugged and attempted to take advantage of Qin Wanwan.

And Qin Wanwan was no ordinary woman, for behind her stood the Jiaangling Royal Mansion. Although the Spirit King was an ennobled member of the Royal Family without real power, a Prince Mansion was still a Prince Mansion.

If this were entirely exposed and spread, it would undoubtedly tarnish their Prince Mansion’s reputation and might even lead to a complete fallout with the Jiaangling Royal Mansion.

Moo Lin couldn’t bear such a consequence.

Thus, Moo Lin would, at most, employ some minor underhanded tactics and dare not blow things out of proportion.

"You... you dare?" Moo Lin, with his neck clenched by Ling Feng, began to struggle for breath, wheezing as he said, "You lowlife... your death will be miserable!"

"Before I die, it would be wise for you to worry about yourself first."

Ling Feng shrugged nonchalantly, "As a Young Prince, ruining your future over a woman and throwing away your life, don’t you think you’re being a fool?"

As Ling Feng spoke, he patted Moo Lin’s face several times, and Zi Feng, which had been dormant in his Dantian, entered Moo Lin’s body through his palm.

What was Zi Feng there to do?

Naturally, it was to draw out Moo Lin’s vitality.

But this time, Ling Feng instructed Zi Feng to only draw out the vitality of his kidneys, ensuring that for the rest of Moo Lin’s life, he would likely become a man,"impotent"!

And it would be a lifelong impotence. With his complete vitality disrupted, unless another practitioner of the Supreme Mysterious Acupuncture Technique repaired his Vitality Map, Moo Lin might never find women attractive again.

Or to put it another way, even if he did find them attractive, he would lack the capacity to do anything about it.

In an instant, Zi Feng completed the task Ling Feng had given to it and returned to Ling Feng’s body, not without a little complaint, "To only absorb so little lifespan, that’s too unsatisfying!"

Ling Feng puckered his lips slightly, easing the grip of his hand and said lightly, "How is it? Lust without regard for your life is not advisable."

Moo Lin clenched his fists tightly, glaring venomously at Ling Feng, then suddenly felt some discomfort in his body, unable to pinpoint exactly what the problem was.

He glanced around furtively and said through gritted teeth, "Fine, I will not pursue that woman anymore!"

"Smart choice."

Ling Feng’s brows lifted as he casually let go of Moo Lin, flinging him back to his henchmen.

"Who would have expected Moo Lin to reveal his ferocity as soon as he was released? He venomously declared, "You little shit, no one has ever dared to slap me before! I could let go of Qin Wanwan, but you... you bastard, I want you dead!"

"Oh? Just with these scrubs under your command?" Ling Feng smirked disdainfully, "By all means, let them try their luck!"

"Hmph, all of you—"

Moo Lin raised his hand high and was about to roar an order when he suddenly caught sight of a familiar face in the crowd behind Ling Feng, causing his eyelids to twitch violently.

Feng Mo!

Or rather, Moo Feng.

Moo Feng glared at him and waved his hand dismissively, as if to say: Scram!

Moo Lin was momentarily rooted to the spot, his eyelids twitching uncontrollably, and a sense of dread resonated in his heart: How... how could it be him?

Struggling to swallow, Moo Lin’s raised hand hung in midair momentarily, before he reluctantly pulled it back and clenched his fist tightly, grinding his teeth he ordered, "Let’s go!"

"Huh?"

Moo Lin’s henchmen were dumbfounded, the knives already drawn, not understanding why they were suddenly ordered to leave.

However, they naturally wouldn’t dare to defy the Young Prince’s command.

Moo Lin swept his sleeve and turned to leave, departing with unexpected decisiveness.

It was then that the shout of the East Courtyard Yellow Sect Students reached them, "Instructor Leng is here, Instructor Leng is here!"

"Damn it, what’s going on? What’s happening?"

Leng Jianfeng barged in to find that everything had been resolved and the troublemakers had inexplicably left already?

"Damn, looks like my reputation as Instructor Leng really does wonders, hahaha..."

Leng Jianfeng threw his head back and roared with laughter.

Ling Feng pursed his lips and slightly furrowed his brows. Logically speaking, a spoiled brat like Moo Lin shouldn’t be the type to get scared away so easily.

He had thought that he would have to demonstrate enough strength to intimidate him before the situation could be temporarily quelled, not expecting Moo Lin to choose to leave so abruptly.

"Could it really be because of Instructor Leng?"

Ling Feng touched his nose, contemplating. Moo Lin had left immediately upon Instructor Leng’s arrival. Could it be that Instructor Leng’s true identity was not as simple as it seemed?

That seemed to be the only explanation.

Unseen by him, in the crowd behind him, Feng Mo breathed a sigh of relief and stealthily slipped out through the back door of the Book Collection Pavilion, making a quiet exit.

"Ling Feng, thank you!" Qin Wanwan bit her lip, her eyes filled with gratitude as she looked at Ling Feng.

If Ling Feng hadn’t intervened, Moo Lin would still be pressing her openly; once his patience wore thin, who knew what kind of tactics he might resort to in secret.

"Thank my cousin instead; he’s the one who told me," Ling Feng shrugged nonchalantly, "Don’t worry, Moo Lin won’t bother you anymore."

Because he no longer had the capability of a normal man.

Ling Feng added silently to himself.

Qin Wanwan sniffled, moist-eyed as she watched Ling Feng’s departing figure, "Stinky Ling Feng, why do you always have to meddle in other people’s business!"

"Then just think of me as a meddler," Ling Feng shrugged casually with a light-hearted smile, "I’ve got other things to do, remember to explain things to Instructor Leng for me, thanks!"

With that, Ling Feng’s movement technique sprang into action, leaving the Book Collection Pavilion like a gust of wind.

"Damn it, he’s just leaving like that? Is this a hit-and-run?" Leng Jianfeng cursed, looking annoyed, "Seems like my trip here as an instructor was a whole lot of nothing!"

"Pfft!"

Qin Wanwan couldn’t help but burst into laughter, then briskly approached Leng Jianfeng and began to explain softly, "Instructor Leng, here’s what happened..."