Chaos Heavenly Emperor Technique

45: Chapter 045: Showing Up and Acting Wild!

45: Chapter 045: Showing Up and Acting Wild!

Ever since the visit from Yue Yunlan, the esteemed maiden of the Cangqiong Sect, to the Wenxian Sect, there had been an earth-shattering change in the attitudes toward Ling Feng, from top to bottom within the Sect.

What started as oppression and humiliation soon turned into awe and avoidance, and now, everyone was trying various ways to curry favor with Ling Feng, treating him as if he were a highly prized delicacy.

Unfortunately, Ling Feng rarely ventured out from Little Bamboo Peak.

Even after a month since Yue Yunlan’s departure, Ling Feng had only made a few occasional trips to the Elixir Medicine Pavilion to collect some herbs for Body Refining.

Other than that, he continued his cultivation within Little Bamboo Peak.

After a full month, thanks to the Human Dao Eye and Qi Enhancement Pills, Ling Feng’s cultivation had reached the Qi Condensation Ninth Stage!

And it had been less than two months since he had first embarked on the path of Martial Arts!

This rate of progress could only be described as defying the heavens.

“Finally reached the ninth level of Qi Condensation.

It’s about time to head to the Scripture Pavilion to see if there are any other suitable Martial Techniques,” he thought to himself.

Standing proudly atop the peak, Ling Feng sheathed his sword and gazed across the sea of clouds, a surge of pride welling up in his chest.

In this month, not only had his own strength soared rapidly, but the Sword Qi within Duanmu Qingshan had also been completely suppressed.

He believed that after one last treatment, Duanmu Qingshan would surely recover and return to his peak condition.

With just a bit more progress in his cultivation, breaking through the array was within sight.

After Duanmu Qingshan’s return, a tumultuous upheaval was bound to occur within the Wenxian Sect.

Before that, he must become stronger!

…

“The trash of the Wenxian Sect has truly disappointed this young master.

Among the thousands of Inner Sect Disciples, not a single one in the Qi Condensation Realm can contend with me.

Even your so-called second most talented person below the Magnetic Condensation Realm can barely receive three of my strikes.

It is laughable.

How dare such riff-raff as you compare yourselves to our Liuyun Sword Sect as one of the Three Sects?”

Having left Little Bamboo Peak, Ling Feng had just reached the vicinity of the Inner Sect Martial Arts Square when he heard an extremely arrogant and domineering voice, filled with disdain and pride, resounding through the entire sky above the Martial Arts Square.

Even from hundreds of yards away, it was clear as a bell.

He immediately became curious and glanced over, noticing that the Martial Arts Square was densely surrounded by a large crowd of people.

“Liuyun Sword Sect?” Ling Feng’s brow furrowed slightly.

What were people from the Liuyun Sword Sect doing at the Wenxian Sect?

He casually grabbed a disciple who was among the onlookers and inquired, “What’s happening up ahead?”

“Ah, it’s Senior Ling Feng!”

Recognizing Ling Feng, the disciple appeared somewhat surprised and hurriedly said, “An Inner Elder from the Liuyun Sword Sect has brought his Closed-door Disciple to challenge our Wenxian Sect Disciples.

He claims that any disciple of our Sect below the Qi Condensation Realm who can defeat his student will receive an Upper Grade Xuan Artifact and a Yellow-level Upper Grade swordsmanship technique from his own hands as a gift!”

With that, the disciple’s brows creased, a hint of unwillingness in his tone: “Unfortunately, several Senior Brothers have already crossed swords with that guy, but none of them was a match for him!

That’s why he’s so brazen and smug now!”

“Oh?” Ling Feng touched his nose bridge and looked into the distance, only to see a clear space had been left open in the middle of the Martial Arts Square.

In the center of the cleared area stood a lean young Swordsman holding a Three-foot Green Blade Sword, his eyes filled with an untamed and wild spirit.

At his feet lay an Asking Immortal Sect Disciple who was slightly older, vomiting blood, with his throat at the point of the Swordsman’s blade, not daring to move in the slightest.

Not far off, two middle-aged Martial Artists were standing—one of them with a triumphant look on his face, chuckling, “How’s that?

My Closed-door Disciple has a rather good talent, doesn’t he?”

This man was none other than an Inner Elder of the Liuyun Sword Sect, known as Elder Can Jian.

Next to Elder Can Jian stood an Inner Elder of the Wenxian Sect, Elder Qingyun, whose expression was a lot stiffer.

His fists clenched tightly, he was visibly displeased with Elder Can Jian’s smug demeanor.

Unfortunately, his disciples’ skills were inferior, leaving him without any grounds for argument.

“Alas, this old man had good intentions, wanting to give away the treasure sword and swordsmanship, but what a pity, you Asking Immortal Sect disciples are just too disappointing!

Hahahaha…” Elder Can Jian burst into hearty laughter, while the surrounding Asking Immortal Sect Elders, Stewards, and Inner Sect Disciples, all filled with righteous indignation.

In the vastness of the Asking Immortal Sect, on their own turf, to be humiliated to this extent by an elder and a youth from the Liuyun Sword Sect.

“I’ve heard there’s a guy in your Asking Immortal Sect named Lee Muuge who seems to be quite capable.

He’s called the first genius below the Magnetic Condensation Realm, let him come out.

The rest of you, A-Dogs and A-Cats, don’t qualify to make me draw my sword!”

As he spoke, that young swordsman from the Liuyun Sword Sect kicked the Asking Immortal Sect Disciple at his feet, sending him flying, then crossed his arms over his chest, his face emanating soaring pride.

“Damn it, this disciple from the Liuyun Sword Sect is way too arrogant!”

“The nerve of them, bullying their way outside our mountain gate on normal days, and now they even dare to run wild in our Asking Immortal Sect’s Inner Sect!”

The disciples of the Asking Immortal Sect trembled with rage, clenching their teeth, itching to pounce on and mob that arrogant fellow.

“But his swordsmanship is indeed formidable; even Senior Brother Xiao Bai was defeated by him in just a few moves!”

Xiao Bai was the very disciple of the Asking Immortal Sect who had just been kicked away by that Liuyun Sword Sect swordsman, also at the Qi Condensation Ten Layers of the Qi Sect, yet he couldn’t withstand the opponent’s three swords!

Before Xiao Bai, more than a dozen disciples of the Asking Immortal Sect at the Qi Condensation Realm had already been defeated by that swordsman from the Liuyun Sword Sect with a single sword!

“Only Senior Brother Lee Muuge can contend with him now!”

“Make way, Senior Brother Lee has arrived!

You Liuyun Sword Sect brat, don’t expect to be smug any longer!”

At that moment, from the back of the crowd, a path was consciously cleared.

A youth dressed in a green long shirt, with eyebrows like swords and eyes shining brightly, step by step walked towards that swordsman from the Liuyun Sword Sect, naturally exuding an incredibly sharp aura.

“Are you Lee Muuge?” Di Jingtian casually twirled his long sword in his hand, his gaze fixed on the newcomer, a slight smile on his lips, “Seems like you have some skill, I hope you’re not just a sterling silver spearhead coated with wax!”

“Hmph, try me and you’ll see!”

Lee Muuge’s face was filled with anger, how could he not feel outraged when his sect was humiliated?

Zheng!

The long sword was drawn from its sheath!

Lee Muuge’s sword pointed directly at Di Jingtian, his momentum soaring into the clouds, charging towards the Nine Heavens!

Di Jingtian stood undaunted, his sword edge meeting the other’s, fierce and aggressive.

A gust of mountain wind blew out of nowhere, filling the air with a sinister scent.

“Such a powerful aura!

Worthy of being Senior Brother Lee Muuge!”

“This time, that Liuyun Sword Sect kid is sure to lose!”

The watching Elder Can Jian squinted his eyes and smirked, “Heh heh, Elder Qingyun, it seems this is your Asking Immortal Sect’s last resort, isn’t it?”

Elder Qingyun snorted coldly, his teeth clenched, “With Muuge’s strength, he can definitely defeat your proud disciple!”

“Oh?

Let’s wait and see, then!”

Elder Can Jian chuckled slyly, his eyes brimming with boundless confidence, as if he had already foreseen the final outcome!