Chaos Heavenly Emperor Technique
Chapter 643 - 644: The Legendary Holy Land! (1 more update)

Chapter 643: Chapter 644: The Legendary Holy Land! (1 more update)

Before long, Ling Feng and Tuoba Yan returned to the hostel only to find that the zest of the banquet had fizzled out. With Fung Wuji turned into a "pig-head," he naturally had no interest in flirting with women anymore.

Xiahou Lie had been hit with a palm strike from Wei Wuyan and had already returned to his room to heal his wounds. The entire banquet, lacking such influential figures, had naturally become strikingly quiet.

The return of Ling Feng and Tuoba Yan, however, caught the attention of many. What had that mysterious Human Emperor, who summoned Ling Feng outside, said to him?

"Brother Ling, come with me!"

Wen Tingguang intercepted Ling Feng halfway and directly pulled him into a secluded Quiet Room behind the main hall.

Inside the Quiet Room, Yue Tengfeng seemed to have been waiting for a long time.

"Young man, who is that Human Emperor elder, and how do you know him?" Wen Tingguang asked urgently.

"Indeed, Brother Ling, that Human Emperor, he seemed quite courteous to you," Yue Tengfeng also said with curiosity, his gaze fixed on Ling Feng.

"In fact, I’m not very familiar with them; I’ve only met them once before," Ling Feng touched his nose and said with a slight smile, "The girl’s name is Jiang Biyi. I once saved her, so I also came to know that Housekeeper Wei."

"Young man, is that Housekeeper Wei, by any chance, called Wei Wuyan?" Wen Tingguang asked in a grave tone.

"Brother Wen, how did you know his name is Wei Wuyan?"

Ling Feng’s eyelid twitched, looking at Wen Tingguang in surprise.

"It is indeed him!" Wen Tingguang took a deep breath and slowly said, "You young man, truly have astonishing Qi Fortune. Do you know who Wei Wuyan is?"

Ling Feng shook his head, "I only know that they seem to be from the Shadow Organization."

"So, ’Shadow’ is also a power fostered by the Holy Land; no wonder the Shadow Organization has developed so rapidly over the years!"

Wen Tingguang revealed a look of sudden realization, "Haha, now I understand."

"Brother Wen, who exactly is Wei Wuyan?" Ling Feng asked, puzzled, and what did Wen Tingguang mean by the Holy Land.

"Decades ago, when Wei Wuyan appeared in the Sky White Empire, he wasn’t yet a Human Emperor. Speaking of his glorious battle records would take days and nights. However, there’s one incident that I personally witnessed that I can’t forget to this day."

Wen Tingguang’s eyes revealed a hint of fear as he murmured, "I remember, when the Sect Leader was young, he was once touted as the once-in-a-century peerless genius of the Cangqiong Sect. Yet, he had fought with this Wei Wuyan."

"What was the outcome?" Ling Feng and Yue Tengfeng asked in unison.

"Three moves!" Wen Tingguang held up three fingers.

"My father defeated him in three moves?" Yue Tengfeng guessed.

"No, the Sect Leader was defeated by that Wei Wuyan in three moves!" Wen Tingguang said gravely, "That battle is the one the Sect Leader least likes to mention. It was also because of that battle that the Sect Leader began to cultivate day and night, enabling him to ascend to Human Emperor before turning forty."

"But unexpectedly, that Wei Wuyan had also ascended to Human Emperor, and from what I could sense, he was in no way inferior to the Sect Leader."

Wen Tingguang slowly said, "Of course, when I say this, I am not trying to emphasize how strong Wei Wuyan is, but rather to say, the Holy Land behind Zhao Wuyan is truly a place where dragons hide and tigers crouch."

"What kind of place is the Holy Land, really?" Ling Feng blinked his eyes, showing a hint of longing.

"It is a place with no weaklings."

Wen Tingguang patted Ling Feng’s shoulder. "That’s why I am so surprised that you could make acquaintance with someone from the Holy Land. Perhaps you have a destiny with the Holy Land, and you might really have the chance to go to that legendary place in the future. With your natural talent, if you could cultivate in the Holy Land, you might indeed become a Great Emperor one day."

Ling Feng squinted his eyes. Wen Tingguang’s reverence for the "Holy Land" was akin to the faith mortals have towards deities, indicating that this so-called Holy Land was certainly an unimaginable place.

Then, just who is Jiang Biyi, and why does Zhao Wuyan seem to merely be her servant? What is her relationship with the "Master" Zhao Wuyan speaks of?

Ling Feng shook his head, realizing he was probably still far from being able to touch upon these matters. For now, he should focus on tomorrow’s plans.

"Brother Wen, no matter how strong they are, their strength ultimately belongs to them," Ling Feng said with a faint smile. "Let’s take care of the issues at hand first. Within the Tianyang Empire Envoy Team, there’s a woman in purple whose identity seems quite complicated. Even Zhao Wuyan warned me not to provoke her lightly."

Seeing Ling Feng regain his focus in such a short time, Wen Tingguang felt slightly ashamed and shook his head, speaking softly, "That woman in purple is indeed mysterious. However, it seems she is not part of the list to enter the palace and pay respects to the emperor tomorrow. Even the Eleventh Prince seems to have declined due to the exhaustion of travel and illness, making it inconvenient for him to enter the palace."

"That does present an opportunity," st Ling Feng nodded. "As long as that woman in purple doesn’t interfere, I think our plan should be foolproof."

"Let’s hope that after tomorrow, those from the Tianyang Empire can leave early without causing further complications," Wen Tingguang sighed softly.

"I’m afraid it won’t be that simple," Yue Tengfeng narrowed his eyes and said slowly. "If that were the case, wouldn’t it be too superfluous for the Tianyang Empire to send the Eleventh Prince here?"

"Yes, the concerns of the second young master are quite reasonable. We can only wait and see how things unfold," Wen Tingguang took a deep breath, and the three men exchanged looks, each preoccupied with their thoughts.

This night was doomed to be sleepless.

...

The next day, the envoy team led by Xiahou Lie set out to enter the Imperial City and pay respects to the emperor as planned. After all, as envoys of the Tianyang Empire visiting the Imperial City, it was naturally inappropriate not to meet the monarch of the Sky White Empire.

After Xiahou Lie’s procession left, Ling Feng and Yue Tengfeng also got busy. They immediately went to the Cangqiong Sect, fetched Nangong Yin, and prepared to return him to the Tianyang Empire.

Once Nangong Yin was stuffed into the carriage, he probably understood that people from the Tianyang Empire had come to fetch him. Though he could not speak, he still babbled at Ling Feng for a long time, his air of arrogance unmistakable. Anyone could guess he was probably thinking: Once I get back, you’ll die a gruesome death!

Before long, Ling Feng and Yue Tengfeng, escorted by a troop of soldiers, hurried Nangong Yin toward the Imperial City West Gate. According to the agreement with Xiahou Lie, once their audience with the emperor was over, the people from the Cangqiong Sect would hand over Nangong Yin unharmed at the Imperial City West Gate.

Of course, it was impossible for Nangong Yin to be returned unharmed. He will never be whole again. After all, Nangong Yin was now a man without the means to be a man.

And today, he will also die!