Chaos Heavenly Emperor Technique
Chapter 540: Whoever Disagrees, Beat Me! (2 updates)

Chapter 540: Chapter 540: Whoever Disagrees, Beat Me! (2 updates)

Although the younger generation of the Three-headed Demon Flood Dragon Clan didn’t have much fondness for "Prince" Ling Feng, the Clan Leader and the elders all treated Ling Feng with the utmost respect and deference. Even though they might be unwilling in their hearts, they held no real sway.

Ling Feng slowly stood up from the throne and signaled to the elders to rise, a surge of formidable energy left him in awe.

As the saying goes, "A centipede does not topple over even when dead," the main lineage of the Three-headed Demon Flood Dragon Clan might have relocated to the Northern Demon Domain, but it was shocking that even the collateral branches that remained had so many Demon King Level experts!

"Hmm!" With a light cough, Ling Feng looked down condescendingly at the elders of the Three-headed Demon Flood Dragon Clan in the cave and said indifferently, "It’s indeed rare for the elders of the collateral branches to stay so loyal to the main lineage!"

Elder Jin Zhulong immediately blurted out, "I have never for a moment forgotten my status!"

"Very good!" Ling Feng nodded, earnestly responding, "After I return, I will report the loyalty of the Candle Dragon Clan Chief to the Demon Emperor."

"Thank you, Prince Long Fei!"

Overjoyed, Jin Zhulong completely treated Ling Feng as an envoy sent by the main lineage.

"Alright, now I have some serious matters to discuss." Ling Feng’s face became stern, and he feigned a very serious demeanor as he slowly said, "As I understand it, in half a month’s time, the Ancestor Soul Awakening Ceremony of Sky Demon City will take place, correct?"

Jin Zhulong’s pupils shrank slightly. "Prince Long Fei, do you mean...?"

"My meaning could not be clearer." Standing with his hands behind his back, Ling Feng stated calmly, "One of the spots for the Three-headed Demon Flood Dragon Clan, I want it!"

"This..." Jin Zhulong looked back at Jin Jiao, his face showing some difficulty, but he still clenched his fist and said through gritted teeth, "If it is Prince Long Fei’s request, I dare not defy."

Jin Zhulong’s gaze shifted toward Jin Jiao as he said in a heavy tone, "Jin Jiao, are you willing to give up your spot..."

Before Jin Zhulong could finish, Jin Jiao bit back angrily, "I’m not willing!"

"You!" Jin Zhulong’s eyelids twitched, "Jin Jiao, you are being too presumptuous!"

"It’s not me being presumptuous! It’s this brat who is overstepping!" Jin Jiao’s eyes blazed with anger, "Why should the only bit of benefit our branch has be taken away by their main lineage? Our Three-headed Demon Flood Dragon Clan has only this one spot, which I fought for step by step with my own strength, and yet him!"

Pointing angrily at Ling Feng in front of the throne, Jin Jiao erupted, "He just relies on his so-called King Beast Bloodline, and with one word, he’s taking the only spot in our clan for himself, why should he? I won’t accept it! I refuse!"

Jin Zhulong too gritted his teeth; indeed, Jin Jiao was the most outstanding individual among the Three-headed Demon Flood Dragon Clan’s branches and also the best heir to the next Clan Leader in his mind.

But after all, Ling Feng was of the main lineage’s Royal Family!

If they offended Ling Feng and displeased him, their branch might never be able to return to the main lineage.

Perhaps the younger generation did not understand this sentiment, but those of the older generation had never forgotten the glory that ran in their blood.

The Bloodline of the Three-headed Demon Flood Dragon Clan refused to bow and be submissive to other species as sovereigns within Sky Demon City!

"Enough!" Jin Zhulong’s expression darkened, and he said word by word, "I am the Clan Leader, and I decide who gets the spot!"

"Hmph! You are the Clan Leader, you decide!"

After giving Ling Feng a fierce glare, Jin Jiao stormed out of the cave with a sweep of his sleeve in fury.

"Brother Jin Jiao!"

Within the cave, all the younger generation of the clan watched Jin Jiao’s retreating figure, secretly nursing a grudge against that "Prince Long Fei."

"Brother Jin Jiao..." Xiao Meng bit her lip, glaring resentfully at her father, and said through gritted teeth, "Father, how can you do this! Do you know how hard Brother Jin Jiao has worked, cultivated for this spot?"

"Shut up!" Jin Zhulong clenched his fist, took a deep breath, and turned to look at Ling Feng, forcing a smile, "Prince Long Fei, this spot is now yours."

Ling Feng touched his nose, about to speak, when he saw Xiao Meng bursting out from behind her father, shouting loudly.

"I refuse to accept this!"

Xiao Meng glared at Ling Feng with angry eyes, "He wants to take away Brother Jin Jiao’s spot, I’m the first to refuse it!"

Seeing the Little Princess of the clan speaking up, the rest of the younger generation also roared indignantly, "I refuse to accept it too!"

"Exactly, Brother Jin Jiao earned his spot with his strength; we admit defeat openly and willingly. But what about this guy? He’s just a Demon General!"

"If you’re capable, then defeat us all, knock Brother Jin Jiao down, and we will concede!"

Inside the Cave of the Clan Leader, the young members of the Three-headed Demon Flood Dragon Clan were all filled with righteous indignation towards Ling Feng, this so-called "Prince," who had suddenly appeared, feeling not the slightest bit of recognition for him.

They didn’t care about any main or branch lineages; the simple truth was that the strong are revered.

As for the elders, although some cautioned their descendants not to cause trouble, a significant number of elders still held some grudges about being abandoned by the main lineage in the past.

Now suddenly, a Prince from the main lineage had appeared and, without a word, was going to snatch away their only Ancestor Soul Awakening Ceremony spot. How could such a cheap matter exist in this world?

So, they chose to remain silent, eager to see just how capable this Prince from the main lineage was to qualify as the envoy of the main lineage.

"What a farce! This is complete madness!"

Jin Zhulong was anxious, and it was his daughter who was leading the commotion; could he actually incapacitate his own daughter?

"Enough," Ling Feng curled his lips and descended the steps before the throne, step by step approaching Xiao Meng with a faint smile, "Strength is paramount, and even I shouldn’t break this rule."

The next moment, his gaze swept over the youngsters, word by word saying, "Whoever refuses to accept it, defeat me and the spot is yours!"

"Hiss..."

In the cave, the young generation of the Three-headed Demon Flood Dragon Clan was stunned for a moment. Had this so-called Prince gone mad?

With just the status of a Demon General, he was challenging them, the Demon Commanders and Demon Monarchs?

This guy was far too conceited!

"Prince Long Fei, why... why bother?" Jin Zhulong hurriedly said, "You are of Royal Bloodline, a body worth its weight in gold..."

"Clan Leader Candle Dragon, there’s no need for more words," Ling Feng replied calmly, "I’m determined to secure this spot!"

"Fine, then it’s your word!"

The Clan Leader’s daughter, Little Meng, her eyes curving into a crescent moon, said with a giggling tone, "I’ll go call Brother Jin Jiao right now, hmph, you’re bound to lose!"

Saying that, Little Meng was about to rush out of the cave to find that Jin Jiao, the most outstanding among the younger generation.

"You stop right there!" Jin Zhulong grabbed his daughter, then quickly signaled the elder who had brought Ling Feng with a look, coughed lightly, and slowly said, "Elder Jin Mu, why don’t you go bring Jin Jiao here."

Being an old fox, Elder Jin Mu immediately understood the Clan Leader’s intention, nodded his head and slowly said, "Alright, I’ll go fetch the lad. Please, Prince Long Fei, wait just a moment."

After finishing his words, he expanded his strides and walked out of the cave quickly...