Chaos Heavenly Emperor Technique
Chapter 440: Dog Bites Dog, A Mouthful of Fur! (3 updates)

Chapter 440: Chapter 440: Dog Bites Dog, A Mouthful of Fur! (3 updates)

"Bang!"

Sword Gang swept across, and Sun Tianba also had some skill. With a single slash, he cut the gambling table between Ling Feng and Tuoba Cheng in two, and then with a spin of his blade, he viciously aimed a cleave at Tuoba Cheng’s head.

Tuoba Cheng quickly dodged, his palm flashing with a bright white, jade-like light, forcibly deflecting Sun Tianba’s broadsword as he shouted, "Boss Sun, don’t be impulsive, I definitely didn’t intentionally lose to that kid!"

"Shut your damn mouth! So, Tuoba Cheng, now that you look down on us from the Tyrant Association, you want to step on me to climb up and curry favor with that big family’s brat? You wish!"

Sun Tianba was completely blinded by rage, with each stroke of his blade fierce and lethal, attacking Tuoba Cheng like a madman.

"Boss Sun, if you keep pressing me this hard, don’t blame me for fighting back!"

Tuoba Cheng inwardly cursed his luck and cast a glance at Ling Feng, only to find the youngster seemingly amused, watching the scene as if all was going as he predicted.

How did he do it, changing the numbers inside his own dice cup?

"Hmph, you traitor, you still dare to fight back?" Sun Tianba roared, "Damn it, I must have been blind to ever trust a bastard like you!"

Faced with this sudden turn of events, whether it was people from the Tyrant Association or from the Lin Family’s Casino, all were looking at each other, at a loss for what to do next.

Lin Moyun blinked her eyes, never expecting that this young man, with a minor stratagem, would actually incite mutiny within the ranks of the Tyrant Association.

"Ha-ha, dog eat dog, a mouthful of fur!" Lin Moyao could not help but laugh, "Sister, look, I told you Young Master Ling would definitely make it!"

Lin Moyun bit her lip, her gaze turning to the youngster in white. This overly young man now seemed even more mysterious in her eyes.

Ling Feng just watched with great interest the dog-eat-dog spectacle between Sun Tianba and Tuoba Cheng. Right at that moment, a purple light shot towards him, instantly merging into his body, followed by a complaining voice in his mind, grumbling, "Master, don’t give me such tough tasks in the future, my head is spinning from all the turning!"

"Ha-ha, the capable take on more work."

Ling Feng smiled lightly, "In a little while, you can feast on something raw to make up for it!"

Zi Feng immediately perked up—lately, he had not "dined" in quite some time!

At this moment, Tuoba Cheng had also been provoked to his true fire, his jade-like palm clenching, and with a "crack," Sun Tianba’s steel sword shattered into seven or eight pieces, clattering to the ground.

"Boss Sun, I’ll say it one more time, I absolutely didn’t lose to that kid on purpose!" Tuoba Cheng roared, his voice bursting forth, actually forcing Sun Tianba back more than a dozen steps!

Sun Tianba’s pupils shrank, realizing that the Gambling Master he had always kept by his side was actually such a formidable expert!

Judging by the strength he used to crush his Xuan Artifact sword just now, his power was at least ten times greater than his own!

"Gulp..." Sun Tianba swallowed hard, casting a spiteful glance at Tuoba Cheng, then gritting his teeth as he swept another glance at the Lin sisters, with a thought of retreat already in his mind.

If Tuoba Cheng had sided with that kid named Ling Feng, their Tyrant Association would surely get no advantages today!

"You are very good, very good indeed!" Sun Tianba ground his teeth in hatred, his voice cold, "Tuoba Cheng, you really have great schemes!"

Tuoba Cheng snorted coldly and lost the patience for further explanation, scoffing, "Fools without brains, well, well, Sun Tianba, even if I did lose to that kid on purpose, it’s not really betrayal. I’m just your guest, not your subordinate!"

"So you finally admit it!" Sun Tianba gave Tuoba Cheng a harsh stare, hissing, "You just wait!"

With that, Sun Tianba waved his hand and prepared to leave with his henchmen, planning to settle the score with Tuoba Cheng and the people from the Lin Family’s Casino on another day.

Regrettably, he no longer had a tomorrow.

Ling Feng watched Sun Tianba’s retreating figure, and communicated with Zi Feng through Divine Sense, "Zi Feng, go. Leave that guy just an hour of lifespan. That will be enough."

"Yes, Master!"

With a cry of elation, Zi Feng instantly transformed into a streak of purple light and shot out.

Draining the lifespan of a Martial Artist at the Peak of the Origin Transformation Realm posed virtually no difficulty for the current Zi Feng. In less than ten breaths’ time, Zi Feng had indulged in a feast and returned into Ling Feng’s Dantian.

"Burp..."

Zi Feng let out a satisfied burp, feeling somewhat discontented, "Just over eighty years of lifespan – so uninspiring. Absorbing the lifespan of demons is much more exhilarating."

Ling Feng shook his head and smiled, "Having something to eat is good enough."

Under the shared vitality, Ling Feng naturally also received a portion of life force, feeling instantly reinvigorated. The energy he had spent refining the Seventh Rank ancient elixir, Ice Soul Suppressing Soul Golden Elixir, during the day had been fully replenished.

Sun Tianba felt as if something had bitten him, then discovered his body inexplicably fatigued. Barely reaching the doorway, his legs gave out, and he nearly collapsed to the ground.

"Boss Sun... Boss, what’s wrong with you?"

One of Sun Tianba’s henchmen quickly came to support him, and upon seeing his complexion, was startled.

Moments ago, he had merely seemed a little weak and out of breath. Now, Sun Tianba appeared to have aged a decade - his hair even beginning to whiten, and although previously he was a hulking bear of a man, in an instant, he now looked decrepit and old.

"Just a bit tired..." Sun Tianba felt unimaginably weak, his arms trembling uncontrollably as he leaned on his subordinate’s shoulder, gritting his teeth, "Help me go back to rest... Just... just rest a while, and I... I’ll be fine."

What he didn’t know was that this rest was likely to be his last.

...

Inside Lin Family’s Casino.

Ling Feng raised an eyebrow. With only an hour of life left for Sun Tianba, once he died, the Tyrant Association would naturally fall apart amidst internal strife, posing no threat to the Lin sisters for a long time.

"Thank you, Young Master Ling, for your great kindness and mercy," the Lin sisters both stepped forward and bowed their respect.

If Ling Feng hadn’t stepped in tonight, they feared their father’s legacy couldn’t have been defended.

"Don’t mention it, we’re friends," Ling Feng said with a light smile, "If I’m not mistaken, you both must be Lin Mochen’s sisters, right?"

"You know Moo Chen?" Lin Moyao asked, surprised.

"He and I are both members of the East Courtyard Sword Team; he’s my teammate," Ling Feng said with a casual smile, then his gaze shifted back to Tuoba Cheng, who was still in the casino.

Since Sun Tianba had left, the man had been eyeing him constantly, not leaving or speaking, giving Ling Feng a really uneasy feeling.

"Master Tuoba, I apologize for stirring up the conflict between you and Boss Sun earlier. If you feel discontent and seek retribution, I am ready to accompany you to the end," Ling Feng said, fixing his gaze on Tuoba Cheng.

"Sun Tianba is merely a trivial matter. Young Master Ling need not bother himself,"

Tuoba Cheng took a deep breath, clenched his fists, and seemed to have made up his mind as he spoke through gritted teeth, "Young Master Ling, teach me your gambling skills!"