Chaos Heavenly Emperor Technique
Chapter 776 - 777: Could It Be Him? (3 updates)

Chapter 776: Chapter 777: Could It Be Him? (3 updates)

"You...you’ve got some nerve, humiliating me like this! I am the Empress Dowager’s niece, you all..."

Yaan Shuying trembled with rage, unable to believe that these people dared to treat her with such disrespect.

"Come on, fair is fair, there are so many witnesses here! You were the one who first broke the bet!"

Lin Mochen crossed his arms over his chest and sneered.

"This Divine Beast hasn’t eaten a human in a long time, and this little girl looks tender and delicious."

Despicable Donkey also joined in, even opening his "Blood Bowl Mouth" as if he intended to bite off Yaan Shuying’s head in one gulp.

This guy always loved to crack jokes and make fun of others, naturally, he wouldn’t miss such an opportunity to bully someone.

Yaan Shuying’s pretty face turned pale with fear at the thought of them really breaking her legs and the black donkey demon actually biting her head off.

Though spoiled and somewhat crafty, at the end of the day, she was just a teenager who had never seen such a spectacle, and now she cried uncontrollably.

"Forget about it, Ling Feng, she is, after all, one of the Empress Dowager’s people, don’t take it too far."

Goo Tengfeng stepped forward, patted Ling Feng’s shoulder, and signaled for him to stop, to avoid enraging the Empress Dowager further.

"I know my limits," Ling Feng nodded, his gaze landing on Yaan Shuying, and said indifferently, "I, Ling Feng, have never been fond of bowing and kneeling, so spare yourself that. Just call me ’master’ three times and you’re free to go."

Yaan Shuying, hearing that Ling Feng was willing to compromise and that she need not kneel, clenched her silver teeth and in a voice as faint as a mosquito’s whisper, called out three times, "Master! Master! Master!"

With each call, Yaan Shuying could hear the sound of her gritting teeth and was nearly on the verge of shattering her silver teeth.

"Hmph." Ling Feng did not trouble her further and simply stated, "In the future, if you see me by the roadside, you’d better steer clear for your own sake, otherwise, calling master three times won’t be avoidable."

Yaan Shuying glared at Ling Feng hatefully, held in her rage, and stormed off.

"Brother Feen, this woman will definitely seek revenge," Lin Mochen whispered.

"Don’t worry, with her little abilities, playing games with me will only bring her humiliation."

Ling Feng shrugged. He was well aware that the Empress Dowager still wanted to extract the so-called secrets of the "Supreme Mysterious Acupuncture Scripture" from him, so she wouldn’t act against him for now.

The little scuffle between him and Yaan Shuying, as long as it wasn’t too much, the Empress Dowager would just turn a blind eye.

What was key now was how to enhance his own strength to cope with the upcoming competition against the other academies’ strongest Sword Teams. And his ultimate goal was to defeat the so-called Undefeated Myth, the Royal Sword Team.

"Ah well, those boring chaps ruined the mood; I’ve lost my interest."

Ling Feng shook his head and said calmly, "Team Leader, I will head back first."

"Alright, that’s fine," Goo Tengfeng nodded. "Everyone’s had enough to drink, so let’s all go and rest. Tomorrow, I’ll check the Task Hall for suitable Elder tasks. During this time, let’s all try to improve our cultivation as much as possible."

"We’ll follow Boss Goo’s arrangements."

"Ah, busy times ahead!"

...

Everyone returned to their own places. Ling Feng, along with Despicable Donkey and Tuoba Yan, went back to the Sky Pavilion.

Ling Feng gave Tuoba Yan some elixirs to restore her Divine Power and advised her to rest early; tonight, he wouldn’t go to Yan Cangtian’s Spiritual Medicine Garden and spare her the effort of running around.

Next, naturally, it was time to "settle the account" with that Despicable Donkey.

"Speak up, before you left, you promised me again and again not to cause any trouble, so how come you, a stately Divine Beast, speak as if words were equivalent to farts?"

Ling Feng glanced at the Despicable Donkey with disdain, while the creature held Little Qiongqi in his arms, appearing completely indifferent.

"This Divine Beast did promise not to stir up trouble, but that was an old grudge, as the saying goes, ’A gentleman avenges the insults of the past,’ what this Divine Beast did is the conduct of a gentleman!"

Ling Feng’s lips twitched slightly, when this Despicable Donkey opened his mouth, he could make straw sound as valuable as gold; arguing with him seemed pointless.

"Heh, but it was you, kid, who helped remove that what’s-it-called Heavenly Chasing Order, right?" The Despicable Donkey raised an eyebrow, his gaze shifting to Ling Feng as he chuckled, "You’re somewhat honorable. Although this Divine Beast has unparalleled Divine Skills, I am merciful at heart and didn’t wish to kill those fellows. You’ve saved those ignorant Human Emperors, that’s truly merit immeasurable."

"..."

Ling Feng was once more astounded by this guy’s shamelessness. How could a donkey be so brazen!

Annoyed, Ling Feng glanced at the Despicable Donkey and said gravely, "The Heavenly Chasing Order was canceled more than ten days ago, and given your speed, even if you were being chased to the Western Wilderness, it shouldn’t have taken you this long to return. Spill it, where have you been, and what trouble have you stirred up?"

"You smelly kid, do I look like a Divine Beast who loves to court troubles?"

"I think not, very not!"

"Tch!" The Despicable Donkey raised his head, letting out a long sigh, "The world laughs at me for being too mad, I laugh at them for being able to see nothing!"

"..." Ling Feng kicked his donkey butt, "Come clean, or you won’t get a share of the treasures from the God Demon Battlefield!"

"Hehehe!"

The Despicable Donkey rubbed his hands together in excitement and swallowed, then said, "Kid Feen, this time this Divine Beast has flattened a Cult and even inflicted severe injuries on that what’s-his-name Cult leader! Clearly, I’ve done a great deed, what’s this about courting disaster?"

"Cult?" Ling Feng’s eyelids twitched, "What exactly happened?"

The Despicable Donkey immediately recounted his experiences in Wuxi City and the battle with the Blood Sword Heavenly Monarch to Ling Feng, and then said with great excitement, "Back in the day, I was the strongest National Guardian Beast by that old guy, Emperor Sky White’s side. Protecting this land is my duty too, no need to praise my nobility, just hand over the Treasure!"

Ling Feng gave him a look and muttered, "Blood God Sect, Blood Sword Heavenly Monarch?"

"Ha! Nothing but a piece of trash, self-proclaiming to be the Blood Sword Heavenly Monarch." The Despicable Donkey said disdainfully, "That guy was just controlled by a strange blood-colored Long Sword in his hand; he didn’t even know he was near death, still calling himself Heavenly Monarch."

"Blood-colored Long Sword?"

Ling Feng’s eyelids twitched again, a bad premonition growing in his heart, "Describe that Long Sword in more detail."

"It’s just a bright red sword with over a dozen cracked openings, and then there are these disgusting tentacles that wrapped around that what’s-his-name Blood Sword Heavenly Monarch. Overall, it’s definitely not anything good."

As the Despicable Donkey spoke, he suddenly remembered something and hastily added, "Oh yes, that guy seemed to recognize me, too. As soon as he saw what this Divine Beast looked like, he took off running. That guy was really no great shakes at fighting, but he sure could run fast!"

"A recently risen Cult, from the Western Wasteland, and a Blood Sword, even recognizing Despicable Donkey..."

Ling Feng’s thoughts raced, a stream of ideas flashing through his mind, when suddenly, his pupils shrank abruptly.

"Could it be him?"

On that day, apart from him and Tuoba Yan, there was another person who had entered the mausoleum of Emperor Tiance.

That person was the unrepentant Qingling Hermit, Lee Qingling, who lusted after the Imperial Mausoleum’s Treasure.

Before this, Ling Feng had taken it for granted that the man surely died within the Emperor Tomb, but if he didn’t die, and had brought the Demon Sword out as well...

Then all of this would perfectly match up with the Blood God Sect and Blood Sword Heavenly Monarch.