Chaos Heavenly Emperor Technique
Chapter 649 - 650: There, That Is Where I Belong! (3 more updates)

Chapter 649: Chapter 650: There, That Is Where I Belong! (3 more updates)

On the high platform to the left, there were the full assembly of civil and military officials from the Tianyang Empire as well as the Sect Master of the Cangqiong Sect and numerous Elders.

Ling Feng squeezed his way to the front of the crowd and was immediately spotted by Wen Tingguang, who forcefully dragged him into the seating area of the Cangqiong Sect.

"Ha ha, you rascal, you’ve finally arrived; I knew you would definitely come," Wen Tingguang’s face showed a trace of joy as he patted Ling Feng’s shoulder, "Come on, follow me!"

The civil and military officials saw Ling Feng being personally invited by Elder Wen and courteously stepped aside to make a path, thinking Ling Feng must be some highly important person.

Ling Feng nodded and turned his gaze towards the central high platform, where as the "Princess" for this royal engagement, Yue Yunlan assumed the identity of a princess and sat beside the Sky White Monarch.

Yue Yunlan’s elegant eyes held a trace of sorrow, perhaps feeling self-pity for her involuntary fate.

It was the first time Ling Feng saw Yue Yunlan looking so sorrowful, and he felt as if his heart was being cruelly wrenched and couldn’t help but clench his fists.

"Miss, look, that blockhead has come!"

Qiaoqiao, standing at Yue Yunlan’s side, saw Ling Feng appear and excitement flashed in her eyes. In a lowered voice, she said, "Miss, if that blockhead makes a move, you surely won’t have to worry anymore."

Yue Yunlan bit her red lips, her beautiful eyes gazing at Ling Feng, murmuring to herself, "I hope so..."

...

Before long, Ling Feng had reached the Cangqiong Sect’s seats, and Yue Tengfeng immediately came forward to greet him, while the other two Yue brothers were not as warm to Ling Feng as Yue Tengfeng was.

"Ling Feng my friend, you’ve arrived."

Yue Zhonglian lifted his eyes to look at Ling Feng as if he had expected his return all along, his face bearing a slight smile that faintly conveyed a trace of anticipation.

How could he bear to marry his daughter off to the Tianyang Empire, yet as the Sect Leader of the National Guardian Divine Sect, he had no choice but to have his daughter make such a sacrifice.

Now, he could only hope that the young talents of the Sky White Empire would take up the challenge, to beat the genius Martial Artists attending from the Tianyang Empire.

"Uh-huh," Ling Feng tightened his grip on his fist, his expression slightly cold as he lightly said, "Just taking a look."

There were too many things in life beyond one’s control, and Ling Feng could understand Yue Zhonglian’s actions, but that did not mean he agreed with such actions.

Could one really sacrifice their daughter for the so-called country and nation?

If it were Ling Feng, he would rather curse the country and nation than sacrifice anyone by his side.

"You brat, what kind of attitude is that!" Yue Tianqun saw Ling Feng daring to talk to their father like this and immediately pointed at Ling Feng’s nose, scolding him loudly.

"Stand down!"

Yue Zhonglian gave his third son a stern look and sighed softly, his gaze gliding over the spot beside him as he said faintly, "Ling Feng my friend, have a seat."

"It’s unnecessary, as a junior of humble origin, how can I sit on an equal footing with the Sect Leader," Ling Feng shook his head with a smile and, with a clasped fist towards Wen Tingguang, lightly said, "Brother Wen, never mind, I’d better not stay here and be the cause of disgust."

Ling Feng looked down at the crowd below. Goo Tengfeng, Jiang Xiaofan, and the others, had also arrived, and a slight smile appeared on his lips, "There, that’s where I belong."

With those words, Ling Feng didn’t look back and leapt into the crowd below. Without any luxurious seats or adoring gazes, he found what belonged to him, his friends.

"Ling Feng, you kid..."

Wen Tingguang wanted to say more, but he found the words wouldn’t come to his lips.

For such a young man, despite his exceptional intelligence, he was after all only a young man, not a politician.

Yue Zhonglian took a deep breath, not to mention Ling Feng, even he himself felt some resentment towards his own helplessness. A father who can’t even protect his own daughter, what kind of father is that...

"What a thing, so full of himself!" Yue Tianqun snorted disdainfully, "What right does he have to sit among us at the Cangqiong Sect? He really doesn’t know when he’s being given face!"

"Father, Brother Ling is just..." Yue Tengfeng clenched his fists and stepped forward, wanting to offer some comfort, but was stopped by a raise of Yue Zhonglian’s hand.

"It’s alright, he’s not wrong... and neither am I."

Yue Zhonglian looked at his daughter on the high platform, tightened his fists, and thought to himself: Lan’er, I hope your fate won’t be so tragic...

...

Ling Feng went back to his companions, including Goo Tengfeng who patted him lightly on the shoulder and said indifferently, "Actually, Yue Sect Leader has his difficulties too."

"I understand," Ling Feng smiled faintly, "I just inexplicably feel a bit angry and don’t want to deal with him for now."

"Heh heh, isn’t it all for Miss Yue," Yuu Sixian gave Ling Feng a thumbs-up, "Brother Feen, I find myself more and more in awe of you. To be so enraged for a beauty that you’d even ignore your future father-in-law!"

"..."

Ling Feng gave him an annoyed glare, "If you keep talking nonsense, be careful I cut out your tongue!"

"Heh heh..." Yuu Sixian shrugged and then moved back into the crowd.

Mu Qianxue glanced at Yue Yunlan on the high platform, then at Ling Feng, and couldn’t help biting her lip, thinking: So, she is the woman that makes Brother Ling so anxious? Is she more important to him than I am, in Brother Ling’s heart?

Naturally, Ling Feng couldn’t notice Mu Qianxue’s thoughts. In fact, he was just simply standing from a friend’s perspective, concerned about his good friend Yue Yunlan.

As for whether his relationship with this friend was purely platonic, perhaps even Ling Feng himself was not clear.

"The majority of the Tianyang Empire’s territory lies within a savage desert, and its people are fierce. Compared to our Sky White Empire, their aggressiveness is much stronger."

Goo Tengfeng looked concerned and said, "Ling Feng, the conditions they’ve set this time, restricting it to Martial Artists below the Divine Origin Realm, are clearly aimed at the Empire Legend Yaan Jinghong. With Jinghong unable to participate, our Sky White Empire’s chances of winning aren’t great."

Ling Feng looked up at the envoys of the Tianyang Empire, indeed seeing that they were strong as clouds. Not to mention the Mysterious Eleventh Prince, even Fung Wuji, who was toyed with by Jiang Biyi, was actually a formidable presence.

"Get down! Hahaha, you weaklings of the Sky White Empire, have you spent all your strength on women’s bellies? Why is your sword so weak? Hahaha..."

While the group was talking, on the martial arts platform a Tianyang talent had already thrown several young Sky White prodigies from the ring, and each time a Sky White Martial Artist was defeated, he would insultingly jeer, his words filthy and unbearable to the ear.

This arrogant attitude immediately provoked the fury of countless young members of the Sky White Empire, each clenching their fists, ready to burst with anger.

"Look! Young Master Wood from Sea Blue Academy is going up!"

Among the crowd, a youth dressed in a treasure-blue long shirt drew his Sword and leaped onto the platform. After a series of defeats, the talented Disciples from the Four Great Imperial Colleges finally couldn’t endure it. Young Master Wood’s turn to step forward also meant that the real geniuses of the Imperial City were entering the fray.

"Young Master Wood, take down those bastards from Tianyang!"

"Humph, now that the scions of the Four Great Universities have made their move, let’s see how these people can still be arrogant!"

The young talents of the Imperial City couldn’t contain their excitement, acting as if the Sky White camp had already won the battle before it even began.

But Ling Feng’s gaze fell on Yue Yunlan. Clenching his fists, he silently vowed: Rest assured, Miss Yue, I won’t let you marry into Tianyang Empire, absolutely not!