Chaos Heavenly Emperor Technique
Chapter 660 - 661: Purple Garden’s Compromise! (1 more)

Chapter 660: Chapter 661: Purple Garden’s Compromise! (1 more)

"Not good!"

The first to discover that the Xuanhuang Flame Fire Seed had been stolen was the mysterious woman in purple clothes on the high platform, Purple Garden.

The moment she saw Ling Feng’s odd Hand Formation, she began to secretly speculate, but to her dismay, what she feared most had still come to pass.

She had spent untold amounts of blood, sweat, and energy helping the Eleventh Prince to tame the Xuanhuang Flame, and now it had been stolen just like that!

She simply couldn’t understand how such a junior could possess the means to take an Abnormal Fire Seed!

An instant later, the Eleventh Prince also felt the overwhelming strength within him fading away, his mastery over the Xuanhuang Flame severed!

Boom!

The domineering flames in the air dispersed instantly, scattering in all directions like fireworks, emitting a dazzling brilliance.

The Eleventh Prince stamped his left foot hard into the ground, his gaze icy as he locked onto Ling Feng and roared, "Scoundrel, hand over the Fire Seed!"

"Heh, what Fire Seed?"

Ling Feng shrugged his shoulders, thinking of handing over what he had taken?

Not a chance!

This turn of events left everyone stunned once again.

From the way the Eleventh Prince spoke, it seemed that the terrifying Abnormal Fire, the Xuanhuang Flame, had fallen into Ling Feng’s hands!

"Ha ha, what a twist of fate!"

On the platform, Wen Tingguang couldn’t help but slap the table and burst into laughter, "This kid, truly a creator of miracles! Ha ha ha, the Xuanhuang Flame! How did he pull that off, to even steal the fire!"

Logically, once an Abnormal Fire was refined, it essentially became Primordial True Qi. It was simply inconceivable that Ling Feng could instantaneously separate the Fire Seed from the Eleventh Prince’s body.

This was the profound mystery of the "Swallowing Flame Technique."

Regrettably, this Cultivation Technique demanded exceedingly high talent and required the devouring of various Abnormal Fires before ultimately condensing the legendary Swallowing Flame.

For ordinary people, obtaining just one kind of Abnormal Fire was unimaginable, not to mention using it for Devouring.

Thus, since its creation, aside from the Creator, perhaps no other person had mastered this Cultivation Technique. Even the number of people who had attempted to practice it was extremely small, and eventually, it was lost, only to be found once by Despicable Donkey while exploring dangerous territories.

In nearly a thousand years, Ling Feng was probably the only one hoodwinked by Despicable Donkey into practicing the "Swallowing Flame Technique."

"Ha ha, Miss, this is great! So great!"

Qiaoqiao was so excited she nearly jumped up. If it weren’t for the presence of Sky White Monarch not far away, she probably would have started dancing in jubilation.

"Yes, it’s truly wonderful!" Yue Yunlan’s heart, which had been hanging by a thread, finally relaxed.

Ling Feng had really created a miracle once again!

"Who exactly is this young man?" The Sky White Monarch squinted his eyes, feeling incredibly moved.

After the Eleventh Prince had unleashed the Xuanhuang Flame, he had already given up on any hope for the competition and instead considered negotiating with the Tianyang Empire, even contemplating the sacrifice of a few other cities to avoid simply handing over the three strategic passes.

But now, the Sky White Monarch saw hope once again.

Ling Feng had seized the Xuanhuang Flame, so hadn’t the situation on the field completely reversed?

Upon the stage.

The Eleventh Prince, now devoid of the Xuanhuang Flame, had turned pale, his gaze fixed on Ling Feng as he said hatefully, "This Prince repeats, hand over the Xuanhuang Flame!"

"What if I don’t?" Ling Feng swung his Long Sword, the Sword Edge pointing diagonally to the ground, "The competition isn’t over. If you concede, I might consider returning a third of the Flame Seed to you!"

"Impossible!" The Eleventh Prince stood his ground, teeth clenched, "Hand over the Xuanhuang Flame!"

"Prince, agree to his terms!"

At that moment, from atop the high platform, Purple Garden actually stood up and declared loudly, "No matter what his terms are, you must agree to them!"

"I..." The Eleventh Prince looked up at Purple Garden and, after a long pause, finally nodded, then turned to Ling Feng and said with a grave voice, "I, the Prince, am willing to concede defeat. I will never bring up the marriage alliance again!"

"But you can’t do that, Your Highness, this... how can this be acceptable!"

Xiahou Lie nearly collapsed, his legs almost giving way in fear. Before leaving, the Emperor of Tianyang had stated that this mission must succeed without failure, and at the very least, one of the three cities had to be secured. But now, the Prince had actually conceded defeat!

How could he concede defeat!

"What are you trying to say?" Purple Garden swept a cold glance at Xiahou Lie and said, "Say one more useless word, and you’ll bear the consequences yourself!"

"This..."

Xiahou Lie immediately broke out in a cold sweat, clenched his fists, and finally backed down.

Purple Garden’s strength was at the Emperor Level!

Officially, Purple Garden seemed to be a guard at the Prince’s side, but it appeared that even the Prince was constrained by this woman.

In fact, Purple Garden was a reclusive powerhouse sent to assist the Eleventh Prince in taming the Xuanhuang Flame. The Xuanhuang Flame was too important; if it were lost, and the powerhouse blamed her for it, she might very well lose her life.

Therefore, no matter the terms, as long as part of the Xuanhuang Flame was returned, it would be enough.

Otherwise, if Ling Feng refined the Xuanhuang Flame, even if she killed Ling Feng, it would do no good.

Moreover, there seemed to be some connection between Ling Feng and the Holy Land behind him, which made her quite wary and hesitant to make a move against Ling Feng.

"I’ve already agreed to your terms. Return a third of the Fire Seed back to me!"

The Eleventh Prince stared fixedly at Ling Feng, his teeth itching with hatred.

"Take it!"

Ling Feng snorted derisively. The woman in purple was wary of the possibility of powerhouses from the Holy Land behind Ling Feng, and he was equally cautious of this purple-clad woman.

Even Wei Wuyan, who hailed from the Holy Land, had advised not to provoke the woman in purple, indicating the significance of her background, naturally one should not offend her too deeply.

Returning a portion of Xuanhuang Flame was merely a temporary expedient; after all, for the cultivation of the Swallowing Flame Technique, the difference between a part of Xuanhuang Flame and a whole Xuanhuang Flame was not significant.

With a flick of his finger, Ling Feng directly tossed a wisp of flame to the Eleventh Prince and said mockingly, "There, that’s your Fire Seed."

"You!"

Looking at the tiny flame not even the size of a thumb, the Eleventh Prince nearly burst out in rage.

Where is that a third? It wouldn’t even make up a fifth!

"Sorry, my hand slipped!" Ling Feng chuckled, "I’m sure His Highness wouldn’t mind a little more or less on such a matter, heh heh..."

The corners of the Eleventh Prince’s mouth twitched fiercely, cursing in his mind that this man was utterly shameless to the extreme!

Not mind?

Don’t mind my ass, why didn’t you give me the larger share!

"Your Highness, there’s no need to pursue it further."

Purple Garden’s figure descended from the high platform, grabbed the Eleventh Prince’s shoulder, and swiftly ascended into the sky.

Her purple gem-like eyes fixed on Ling Feng as she said indifferently, "Little guy, I’ll remember you. Remember, my name is Purple Garden, and I have a feeling that we’ll meet again someday!"

With those words, Purple Garden took the Eleventh Prince and sped away, vanishing into the horizon.

This was the true strength of the powerful, in the presence of such might, even an emperor could be ignored completely.

"Your Highness, Your Highness!..."

Xiahou Lie was nearly in tears, the Eleventh Prince had left so nonchalantly, leaving such a mess behind; what was he to do?