Chaos Heavenly Emperor Technique

Chapter 899: Chapter 900: Make You Tremble!

Seeing Jiang Xiaofan’s figure gradually growing distant, the Sword Obsession couldn’t help but take a deep breath and murmur, “What a foolish kid!”

“Yeah, he’s a foolish kid, and you’re a foolish master.”

Nobody knew when the Elixir Demon had walked up to the Sword Obsession’s side, chuckling, “That Heavenly Craft Divine Hammer, it’s a precious heirloom passed down from your ancestors, yet you just gave it away. Are you not the bigger fool?”

“It’s my stuff, and I’ll give it to whoever I want!”

The Sword Obsession gave the Elixir Demon a sideways glance, “What, you want to fight about it?”

“Oh no, spare me from fighting. I’m a cultured and polite Alchemist, not like you blacksmiths.”

The Elixir Demon snorted lightly and continued, “But this foolish kid is quite something. Even after all the pranks we played on him, he’s still grateful to us. Disciples like this are hard to find!”

“No matter how good, he’s still my disciple!” A smug look appeared on the Sword Obsession’s face.

“Oh, didn’t you hear the kid just now? He said I’m his Master Elixir!”

“Shameless! How do I remember you only taught him how to clean the furnace ashes?”

“Bah, I’ve got plenty of secret skills I can teach. Unlike you blacksmiths, who only know how to hammer iron!”

“Bah, you only know how to refine a few crappy elixirs!”

“You only know how to beat on scrap iron!”

With a disagreement, these two old-timers started to brawl again.

But this had almost become their daily routine, unable to go a day without some brawling!

…

Sky White Imperial City, north of the town.

Looking at the grand and majestic city gates before him, Ling Feng couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief. Finally, he was back!

On that day, after learning the secret techniques “Shocking Eye Tribulation” and “Soul Splitting Technique” from the Sky White Emperor Dharma, Ling Feng had been cultivating in the Mist Ghost Forest for over ten days before finally coming out.

After coming out, he hurried through the Heavenly Vein Forest to the Imperial City.

Fortunately, he managed to arrive just in time for the final match.

“Let’s go, let’s first head back to the Heavenly Position Academy to regroup with everyone,” Ling Feng said, pursing his lips. He reckoned that Lee Bufan and Mu Qianxue should’ve long returned to the Imperial City. As for Jiang Xiaofan, who knows what he had learned from those “old treasures,” the Elixir Demon and Sword Obsession.

Thinking of it, Ling Feng looked forward to Jiang Xiaofan’s growth.

And the team captains, in this one month, who knows what changes have occurred.

Tuoba Yan nodded slightly as she followed Ling Feng.

The two walked down the streets, overhearing everyone discussing the ultimate duel happening three days later.

At this moment, in the Imperial City, probably everyone knew about the Heavenly Position Academy’s East Courtyard Sword Team challenging the Royal Sword Team.

“Haha, did you hear? The betting odds on the Royal Sword Team versus the East Courtyard Sword Team have exploded, with odds for the East Courtyard already reaching one to three thousand!”

“Wow, that’s outrageous, one to three thousand? If there’s an upset, can those casinos afford it?”

“Haha, the Royal Sword Team losing? That would be the biggest joke since the founding of Sky White Empire!”

“That’s true, how could the Royal Sword Team lose? Just one Empire Legend, Yaan Jinghong, could sweep through all of them!”

“Exactly, you think ‘Empire Legend’ is just a title? Legendary is legendary. No matter how the East Courtyard is a dark horse, that’s as far as they’ll go. Against absolute power, there’s no room for luck.”

The martial artist patted his chest assuredly, “Three days later, on this very street, if the Royal Sword Team loses, I’ll eat shit in the middle of the street! A whole bucket!”

“Wow, do you really need to bet that high!”

“Hahaha, it’ll be a good show!”

The onlookers couldn’t help but laugh, not believing there was any chance he’d have to eat that bucket of shit.

After all, compared to the Royal Sword Team and the small-time Heavenly Position Academy East Courtyard Sword Team…

They were simply not on the same level!

“A bunch of boring guys,” Ling Feng shrugged, shaking his head. “Yan’er, let’s go.”

“Okay.” Tuoba Yan bit her silver teeth and gave the guy who made the bet a glare. That guy was laughing so hard he choked on his own saliva, then tripped over his own feet and fell hard into a pile of dung.

A stench overwhelmed him, almost making him vomit his dinner, and he cursed angrily, “Damn, whose animal shit right in the street! I’ll curse your whole family to death!”

“It’s this young master’s Black Steed, got a problem with it?”

Just then, a young lord rode past on a black horse. Upon hearing the commotion, he turned around on his horse and had his men beat the guy up.

“Hehehe…”

From afar, Tuoba Yan couldn’t help but laugh at the scene, a smug look spreading across her face.

“You! Since when did you start doing such trivial things?”

Ling Feng shook his head with a laugh. He could already guess that the guy was so unlucky because Tuoba Yan used Disaster Dao to curse him, causing this miserable situation.

“He had such a filthy mouth,” Tuoba Yan pouted, biting her lower lip.

Ling Feng glanced at her, realizing how endearing her temperament seemed at that moment, with a touch of unexpected cuteness.

“Heh…” Ling Feng squinted his eyes, smiling, “I was just going to say, nicely done! But next time, don’t use the Disaster Dao for such trivial matters. The Power of Dao shouldn’t be misused, or it might backfire on you.”

“Oh…”

Tuoba Yan bit her lip, feeling a sweetness in her heart despite being reprimanded by Ling Feng, knowing it came from his concern.

“Ling—Feng!”

At this moment, another familiar figure appeared in front of them, standing in the middle of the main road, with cold eyes fixed on Ling Feng, carrying a touch of killing intent.

“It’s you? Lio Fenyu!”

Reacting to the gaze, Ling Feng curled his lips into a cold smile. Clearly, this was no chance encounter; Lio Fenyu had come prepared.

This Lio Fenyu was a member of the Royal Sword Team and had previously helped Yaan Shuying provoke Ling Feng, only to be driven back by Ling Feng and Tuoba Yan working together. And now, he dared to come seeking trouble again.

“You’re finally back!”

Lio Fenyu stood with his hands behind his back, slowly drawing the sword at his waist and growling with resentment, “Last time you tricked me, causing me to lose face to this woman. This time, I want a one-on-one duel with you. Do you dare to fight me?”

“A duel?”

Ling Feng burst into laughter, “Isn’t it because your Fourth Prince heard I went to the Sky-reaching Fortress and got some fortune, so he sent a pawn like you to probe my strength?”

“You…” Lio Fenyu’s expression slightly changed, biting his teeth. “I don’t know what you’re talking about, but if you don’t dare to fight, then crawl under my crotch, and I’ll consider sparing you!”

“Hmph!”

Ling Feng laughed coldly, stepping forward, and shouted to the sky, “Fine! Then let your Royal Sword Team look closely at how much strength I, Ling Feng, possess! Enough to make you all tremble—”