Chaos Heavenly Emperor Technique

Chapter 1303: Chapter 1304: Narrow Paths for Old Foes! (Third Update)

”Hahaha!”

Mo Qingfeng stroked his long beard and laughed heartily, ”Mu Renjie, this is all you are capable of!”

The elder in the purple robe snorted lightly, glared fiercely at Ling Feng, and said through clenched teeth, ”Such a sharp-tongued youngster, yet with such meager cultivation, you dare come to participate in the Five Spirit Hall’s assessment. Utterly laughable! I fail to see how you will make a fool of yourself!”

Ling Feng chuckled, shrugged, and said, ”There’s no need for you to worry about that.”

”Hmph!” The elder in the purple robe flicked his sleeve and strode away. Unable to match him in words, and fighting?

He wouldn’t dare pick a fight before Mo Qingfeng, who has comprehended the Sword Intent of Great Perfection—that would just be asking for humiliation!

After the elder in purple had left, Tuoba Yan couldn’t help but ask, ”Senior, who is that person? He’s so detestable.”

In her heart, Mo Qiuhua always held the status of Master, and with someone insulting Moxue Mountain Villa, naturally, she felt indignant.

”That person is called Mu Renjie, once the Mu Family was a subordinate clan of our Moxue Mountain Villa, but in recent centuries, our villa has been declining, and these subordinate clans have all separated from us. Now, they want to step on us!”

Mo Qingfeng said while clenching his fist and said hatefully, ”But as long as I, Mo Qingfeng, am here, these scoundrels shall not succeed!”

Ling Feng nodded slightly, now that Mo Qingfeng’s Sword Intent has reached the realm of Great Perfection, he’s one step closer to touching a whole new Sword Dao Realm. With him around, Moxue Mountain Villa might just see a resurgence.

However...

Ling Feng glanced at Mo Sanqing; if the descendants of Moxue Mountain Villa are all like this fool, once Mo Qingfeng passes away, the villa’s status in Iron Ice City might be entirely lost.

Approximately half an hour later, more and more people gathered in the square, feared the number had exceeded fifty thousand, and over three thousand talented elites came for the selection.

These elite youths are all above King-level, in the Sky White Empire they are undoubtedly the most outstanding talents, but at the foot of the East Spirit Immortal Pond, only the geniuses among geniuses have a chance to stand out.

It’s no wonder people say the East Spirit Immortal Pond is where talents from the Eastern Spirit Domain gather, now seeing it with his own eyes, Ling Feng indeed felt a bit shocked.

Among these over two thousand talents from various regions, those who can finally obtain a qualification token wouldn’t exceed a hundred, and those who truly pass the Demon Sky Snow Ridge challenge to be admitted to the East Spirit Immortal Pond might be only half.

Such high elimination rate makes every talent covetous, striving to showcase their utmost abilities, determined to squeeze into the East Spirit Immortal Pond.

Once becoming a disciple of the East Spirit Immortal Pond, one’s fate is completely rewritten.

Even becoming an Outer Disciple is a glorious family affair.

Clang clang—

At this moment, a piercing metallic sound suddenly echoed through the universe, outside Iron Ice City, the snowy mountains trembled, and that solemn grand sound made the whole square quiet down.

High in the sky, five figures descended gracefully onto a temporarily built high platform like Banished Immortals, representing the Five Spirit Hall of the East Spirit Immortal Pond, to distribute qualification tokens.

Each person was draped in fluttering garments, exuding an ethereal aura, looking youthful, yet each was without exception a Human Emperor.

Moreover, they were the kind that could fight across levels, true top talents!

To Ling Feng’s surprise, Lin Mu turned out to be one of these five people, and no wonder he said he had to rush back to the East Spirit Immortal Pond soon, it turned out to be for this matter.

Besides the inner sect disciples selected by the Five Spirit Hall, there’s another high platform on the right with a seat specifically for the elders of the East Spirit Immortal Pond to watch.

Since selecting disciples is a major sect event, during the distribution of qualification tokens, a high-level elder would come to observe; if any disputes arise, the elder has the power to veto or affirm with a single vote.

This seat is usually rotated amongst the Three Gods Temple elders, but this time it happened to be the Blazing Sun Temple’s turn.

After the Five Spirit Hall inner sect disciples arrived, a ray of divine light descended from the sky, and amidst the dazzling brilliance, a green-robed elder stood hand-in-hand on the high platform, his gaze sweeping around with a domineering power over everything.

”This is I, Qing Xuanzi!”

This person turned out to be the same Blazing Sun Temple elder, Qing Xuanzi, who heavily injured Ling Feng earlier!

”Greetings, Elder Qing Xuan!”

The crowd bowed like a tidal wave, showing great respect to this lofty elder from the East Spirit Immortal Pond.

Qing Xuanzi nodded satisfactorily and sat down slowly; beside him stood two disciples from the Blazing Sun Temple, one of whom was that Qin Wuyang.

”Enemies indeed meet again amidst narrow paths!”

Ling Feng squinted his eyes, and the moment Qing Xuanzi appeared, a chilling intent of kills welled up inside him uncontrollably.

Qing Xuanzi nearly destroyed him, obliterated his Divine Soul, sentenced him to eternal damnation—this debt, no matter what, must be settled.

”Hmm?”

On the high platform, Qing Xuanzi frowned slightly, feeling a killing intent aimed at himself, and looked sideways.

”Is it him?”

Qing Xuanzi saw Ling Feng and was slightly astonished: This kid, taking a hit from me, didn’t die?

But quickly, Qing Xuanzi shook his head and chuckled, not minding at all.

”Lucky enough to escape with a sliver of life, yet not knowing how to behave with humility, daring to harbor killing intent toward me—hah, foolish arrogance!”

Qing Xuanzi narrowed his eyes slightly, tapping his finger on the armrest, a faintly perceptible smile hung at the corner of his lips, nobody knew what malice he might be plotting.

At this time, the outstanding disciples from the Five Spirit Hall finally spoke.

A tall and imposing man in the center made a fist salute to the crowd and said loudly, ”I am Ning Guichen of Flowing Fire Hall! This assessment is hosted by me, and supervised by Elder Qing Xuanzi of Blazing Sun Temple, conducted under the principle of fairness and justice. I hope every young talent gets their wish.”

This handsome man held his hand in salute, with a faint smile, his gestures were full of grace, causing quite a commotion among the female cultivators watching.

All martial artists who are not participating in the assessment left the venue, retreated to observe from ten feet away, while the spacious square was reserved for over two thousand youth talents participating in the assessment. For a moment, the entire venue was filled with a tense atmosphere.

”Master Ling, from now on, it’s up to you.”

Mo Qingfeng made a salute to Ling Feng; after today, there might no longer be a chance for Ling Feng to exchange thoughts on the Sword Dao with him.

Although his cultivation was far above Ling Feng, in Sword Dao, they were mutually teachers, both gaining greatly.

”Thank you for your kind words, senior.”

Ling Feng smiled lightly, fists cupping in gratitude.

”Sanqing, you must perform well too.”

Mo Qingfeng turned to look at Mo Sanqing; given Mo Sanqing’s realm and cultivation, normally, securing a qualification token should be a piece of cake.

”Hmm.”

Mo Sanqing nodded, glanced at Ling Feng sideways, and thought to himself: Hmph, who would lose to this guy! Definitely, definitely not!