Chaos Heavenly Emperor Technique

In the blink of an eye, ten days have passed.

Outside the bamboo house, in the small courtyard, Ling Feng stands against the wind, feeling the refreshing breeze of the early morning while his mind is searching for the feeling he had during the battle with the Flame Lion.

Upon closer observation, one would notice a faint green airflow around him, even capturing the power of the wind with his Qi Mechanism.

His right arm is tightly wrapped with bandages, and despite his recovery ability and the Ghost Doctor’s superb medical skills, ten days have passed and his right arm has still not fully healed.

However, it no longer significantly affects his usual activities.

In a moment of crisis, Ling Feng suddenly realized the power technique of the Blood Demon Hand, which led the ”Great Evil Men” of Evil Valley to see him in a new light.

Moreover, Ling Feng’s life-saving act for the Blood Demon Hand earned him a bit of acceptance among them, and his relationships grew closer than at the beginning.

At least, when meeting in the Valley on usual days, apart from the most solitary Big Iron Hammer, the others are willing to chat with him.

Even the most unruly and violent Xiao Xiao’er can now laugh and talk with Ling Feng.

Currently, Ling Feng has basically integrated into the life of Evil Valley.

And each day, he gains something new.

In front of these monstrous Senior Experts, he has too much to learn.

”Force explosion, Farmer’s Three Punches!”

In the courtyard, Ling Feng swings his left arm; with the current Power of Hundred Dragons, he can now stably exert over five times the strength.

Of course, there is still a considerable gap compared to the Blood Demon Hand, but he has just had a sudden realization, naturally incomparable to the Blood Demon Hand who has immersed in this for decades.

”Yo, practicing your Farmer’s Three Punches again! Snicker!”

At some point, Yeu Junyao came out of the bamboo house. According to the previous agreement, Yeu Junyao lives in the room, while Ling Feng can only meditate and rest in the outside living room.

Fortunately, Ling Feng has basically stopped sleeping; during his nightly rest, he continually attempts to use Abnormal Fire to devour the sealing within him, albeit slowly progressing, Ling Feng will not abandon any shred of hope.

Seeing Yeu Junyao’s mocking expression, Ling Feng shrugged. The name Farmer’s Three Punches might sound rustic, but its power is undoubtedly remarkable.

For instance, Yeu Junyao, if she doesn’t use her Flame Avatar ability to clash head-on, Ling Feng could punch and make dozens cry.

”Hey, Brother Ling, Sister Yeu, you’re up quite early!”

At this moment, a soft voice drifted over from outside the bamboo forest; inside Evil Valley, beside Yeu Junyao, there is only Elizabeth.

Having stayed in Evil Valley for over ten days, Ling Feng has heard about most people’s backgrounds from the Ghost Doctor or Chu Chaonan, but Elizabeth’s origin remains mysterious.

She and Hai Qinglan both have blonde hair and blue eyes, evidently not residents of the West Sword Domain, though Hai Qinglan changed to a West Sword Domain name, Elizabeth uses her original name.

Ling Feng doesn’t care why they became part of Evil Valley, but Elizabeth’s visit is likely not without a reason.

Upon hearing the term ”little couple,” Yeu Junyao’s pretty face slightly flushed, she glared at Ling Feng, snorted lightly, and said no more.

”The Senior isn’t too late either.”

Ling Feng smiles faintly, then asks, ”What brings the Senior here so early?”

”Am I really that old, Brother Ling keeps calling me Senior?”

Elizabeth touches her fair cheek, her brow furrowing sadly.

”Then, shall I call you, um, Sister Yi?” Ling Feng peeks at Elizabeth, observing her reaction.

”Yi is not my surname, my name is quite different from yours.”

Elizabeth giggles, her change of face is faster than flipping a book, entirely unpredictable.

Blinking, Elizabeth says with a smile, ”Elizabeth is my surname, you could call me Sister Lucy, like Little Nanzi!”

”Haha, Sister Lucy...”

Ling Feng takes a deep breath, the air filled with a faint fragrance evidently radiating from Elizabeth.

”I’m curious why Sister Lucy is here to find me... us.” Ling Feng again asks.

”Can’t I just come to see Brother Ling without a reason?”

Elizabeth chuckles, and upon seeing Ling Feng’s embarrassed expression, she relents, ”Alright, I won’t tease you anymore. The Blood Demon Hand has awakened, so we’re hosting a noon banquet to celebrate this old fellow’s recovery, and inviting you to join us!”

”Another noon banquet?”

Ling Feng finds it odd, why are these Evil People so idle?

As if reading his mind, Elizabeth laughs mischievously, ”We Evil People truly have plenty of leisure, finding things to kill time lest we get too bored! It’s settled then, come at noon, or I’ll get angry!”

”Certainly, certainly!”

Ling Feng quickly salutes Elizabeth, ”At noon, I’ll surely bring Yu... um, Yu’er, to the banquet!”

”Hehehe...”

Elizabeth playfully glances at Ling Feng and Yeu Junyao, then leaps away, disappearing from sight.

”Hmph, what ’Yu’er,’ as if we’re very close! It’s so disgusting!”

Yeu Junyao gives Ling Feng a look before turning and heading back into the bamboo house.

”Just an act...”

Ling Feng watches Yeu Junyao’s back, feeling bewildered, a woman’s heart is like a needle at the bottom of the sea, indecipherable!

...

Before noon, Chu Chaonan came to join Ling Feng and Yeu Junyao, heading together to the Evil Hall for the banquet.

Though nothing major happened at the banquet, tasting the dishes by the Shura Chef Saint was a delightful experience.

Seeing the Evil People relishing the food without a single mention of the Blood Demon Hand, Ling Feng realized they weren’t celebrating the Blood Demon Hand’s awakening, just finding an excuse for the Shura Chef Saint to cook!

Ling Feng secretly laughed; indeed, after tasting the Shura Chef Saint’s culinary skills, even someone like Ling Feng who isn’t particular about food might be spoiled, becoming a foodie.

At least Yeu Junyao, that woman, abandoned all pretenses, devouring the food with reckless abandon.

After a few rounds of drinks, Ling Feng finally put down his cup, looked at the Blood Demon Hand, and asked, ”Senior Xue, are your injuries fully healed?”

”It was just a tiny wound!”

The Blood Demon Hand took a sip from his cup, patting his left side, and said with a grin, ”Look, there’s nothing wrong!”

Yet, seeing his expression of teeth-gritting, forcefully enduring the pain, Ling Feng secretly laughed. These Evil People aren’t just vicious, sometimes they’re quite adorable!