Chaos Heavenly Emperor Technique
Chapter 387: The Origins of Lin Xian’er! (2 Updates)

Chapter 387: Chapter 387: The Origins of Lin Xian’er! (2 Updates)

Watching Lin Xian’er’s heartbroken appearance, Lin Canglang’s eyes held only coldness and resentment as he viciously said, "Xian’er, I had already told you to leave before, but you failed to appreciate the opportunity. Now, having taken this disaster in my stead, you’ve repaid your father for his upbringing!"

"Shameless!" Yun Yiyi clenched her fists in anger. She couldn’t believe there existed such a cruel and heartless father in this world.

Even if Lin Xian’er was truly not his daughter, after all, she had called him ’father’ so many times, how could he be completely indifferent to any familial feelings?

"Outrageous, you Old Monster, how dare you take a hostage to threaten the Divine Beast!"

Despicable Donkey’s ears twitched in anger as he cursed, "If you want to kill, just kill. That freak has nothing to do with me, Old Monster, go to hell!"

"Don’t be reckless!"

Ling Feng quickly stopped Despicable Donkey. Lin Xian’er’s life was still in the hands of this Demon!

"This is infuriating!" Despicable Donkey snorted, expelling a puff of white smoke from his nostrils. "You humans are such a nuisance!"

"Ling Feng, make that damn donkey back off. As long as my safety is assured, I might spare Xian’er!"

Lin Canglang, startled by Despicable Donkey, held Lin Xian’er’s neck even tighter, pressing so hard she could hardly breathe. His sharp nails even pierced her skin, causing blood to flow.

Ling Feng clenched his fists. If such a Demon as Lin Canglang escaped, how many more innocent people would suffer calamity?

But what about Lin Xian’er? Was she not innocent too?

For a moment, Ling Feng was caught in a tortuous dilemma.

"Ling Feng, let me tell you something else!" Lin Canglang’s body began to tremble slightly, the power of the Heavenly Demon Blood-Sucking Curse rapidly fading. He didn’t have much time left, and he could barely hold onto Lin Xian’er’s neck.

"Duanmu Qingshan, that old fool, has he not been searching for his daughter? Hahaha!" Lin Canglang stared at Ling Feng, smirking maliciously. "Don’t you think Xian’er bears a certain resemblance to that old fool?"

"You... you mean?"

Ling Feng’s eyelid twitched wildly. Could Lin Xian’er actually be Duanmu Qingshan’s daughter?

If that was the case, Ling Feng could not allow her to die before his eyes. Otherwise, how would he face Duanmu Qingshan in the future?

"Back then, I injured Duanmu Qingshan’s daughter, and as a result, the little girl hit her head, lost her memory, and even came to see me as her father. I thought it would be amusing to make that old fool’s daughter acknowledge a thief as her father. Hahaha! And to think, this foolish woman has been calling me ’daddy’ for over a decade, hahaha, amusing, truly amusing!"

Lin Canglang burst into laughter, gripping Lin Xian’er’s neck tightly, his eyes filled with a bloody color as he roared, "If you don’t want Xian’er to die, make that donkey step back and don’t you dare attack!"

"You’re despicable!"

Ling Feng clenched his fists, looking at Lin Xian’er whose face was pale and who was on the verge of death, he had no choice but to compromise.

If Lin Xian’er was the Master’s daughter, no matter the cost, he couldn’t let anything happen to her.

"Let her go and get lost!" Ling Feng clenched his fists, speaking with loathing.

"Heh heh heh... you’re no match for me!" Lin Canglang slightly loosened his grip, cackling eerily, "Your heart isn’t ruthless enough, so you’ll never outplay me. You are bound to die by my hands!"

Lin Xian’er caught her breath slightly and, upon hearing Lin Canglang’s earlier words, felt utterly despairing.

So it turned out that for over a decade, she had been acknowledging a thief as her father!

How ridiculous, laughable even!

In the end, from start to finish, she was just a tool, a joke!

"Lin Canglang, you won’t be smug for long!" Ling Feng fixed his gaze on Lin Canglang and coldly said, "Let Xian’er go, starting now, you have three hours to freely run away!"

"Hmph! First, make that donkey back off a thousand zhang!" Lin Canglang tightened his grip on Lin Xian’er’s neck and coldly ordered.

"Black Donkey, just do as he says," Ling Feng sighed lightly and looked toward the Black Donkey.

"Hmph, human emotions are so tedious, nothing but a burden." Despicable Donkey scratched its ear with disdain but nevertheless backed off a thousand zhang as instructed.

After all, it only cared about whether Ling Feng lived or died, as for Lin Xian’er’s fate, it couldn’t care less.

Seeing Despicable Donkey quickly back off a thousand zhang, Lin Canglang felt slightly more at ease. With a push of his palm, he sent Lin Xian’er flying into Ling Feng’s arms. Then, his body transformed into thousands of demon shadows, scattering in all directions and vanishing without a trace in an instant.

Ling Feng caught Lin Xian’er and placed his hand on her wrist to carefully check her condition. He found she was just a bit weak, not seriously injured, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

It wasn’t that Lin Canglang had suddenly become kind-hearted, but rather he truly didn’t have much strength left; otherwise, with his malice, he might have taken half of Lin Xian’er’s life with one palm.

"I’m sorry, I’m so sorry... It’s all my fault..." Lin Xian’er wept incessantly, her eyes swelling red as she lay in Ling Feng’s embrace, eventually fainting from crying.

Yun Yiyi and Goo Tengfeng then flew over to join them, and upon seeing Lin Xian’er in Ling Feng’s arms, they couldn’t help but let out a long sigh.

Such a situation would be hard for anyone to bear, should it fall upon them.

"Hey, kid, are you really going to let that guy off just like that?" Despicable Donkey sauntered over, looking quite displeased, "I, a Divine Beast, hate unfinished business. Killing halfway and stopping is just too awkward!"

"Uh..." Goo Tengfeng, who hadn’t seen Despicable Donkey before, was obviously surprised by the fearsome Black Donkey beside Ling Feng.

He couldn’t fathom how such a powerful demon would lend a helping hand to Ling Feng.

Nonetheless, his adaptability was quite strong. After swallowing hard, he also said, "Ling Feng, that Ghost-faced Demon Lord is an embodiment of the Evil Path; there’s no need to keep your word with him. Why don’t we go after him now?"

"No need." Ling Feng shook his head and spoke indifferently, "Actually, I had already made a contingency plan earlier. The reason I appeared anxious and unsettled was just to make Lin Canglang grow complacent."

"A contingency plan? What contingency plan?" Despicable Donkey’s huge donkey head leaned in, curiously asking.

"In fact, as soon as you took action, I had already instructed Zi Feng to lie in wait on Lin Canglang’s body. By now, Zi Feng should have succeeded."

Ling Feng touched his nose, and even though he hadn’t expected Lin Canglang to reveal Lin Xian’er’s lineage in order to save himself, the incident did inadvertently lead him to his Master’s daughter.