Chaos Heavenly Emperor Technique

Chapter 1904: Chapter 1905: Netherworld Flower! (2 Updates)

"Damn!"

Seeing Lyee Zui slip out of his control, the dry, skinny elder’s face instantly darkened. Ling Feng’s move just now had been so fast he had no time to react at all.

However, Ling Feng and Yeu Junyao both looked almost excessively young, and coupled with the fact that they had methods to conceal their auras, in this dry, skinny elder’s eyes, they were merely some highly talented geniuses, nothing to truly worry about.

His gaze turned cold, and he barked harshly, "Brat, I don’t care who you are, you’d best not wade into this muddy water! Otherwise, this time next year will be the anniversary of your death!"

Ling Feng lightly flicked Ten Directions Annihilation, took a deep breath, and said slowly, "Killing scum like you is an insult to my sword. I’ll give you three breaths—get lost!"

"You little bastard, you’re courting death, I’ll take care of you right now!"

The Tong Gongfeng closest to Ling Feng roared, his whole body’s Elemental Power surging. He instantly unfolded his movement technique, swinging his sword in a rapid thrust.

Although the Lyee Family of Pegasus City could not be considered a top-tier power, they were still a local snake in their own territory.

This Tong Gongfeng’s swordsmanship was actually quite well-tempered, but in front of Ling Feng, it clearly wasn’t worth mentioning.

Without drawing his sword, Ling Feng clenched his right hand into a Fist and simply punched out.

In an instant, the sword light was annihilated, and the Long Sword in Tong Gongfeng’s hand exploded with a bang. Countless fragments shot back like rain. Immediately after, an overbearing Fist force like a mountain crushed down with an unstoppable momentum. In that moment, he felt this wasn’t a fist, but a mountain—a terrifying great mountain slamming into him at high speed.

Boom!

With a single punch, Tong Gongfeng couldn’t withstand the force. His right arm, along with half his body, was blasted apart. Blood spurted like a fountain, splashing everywhere with a rush; it was obvious he wouldn’t live.

"Trash like you doesn’t deserve to use a sword!"

Ling Feng’s face was icy, his bearing proud and aloof, as if a Monarch among swords, pointing and commanding the land.

"How is this possible!"

Seeing this, the elder’s expression grew even darker. "All together, don’t underestimate him!"

"Yes!"

The remaining two guards at Late Stage Human Emperor did not dare be careless. One on the left, one on the right, they charged at Ling Feng simultaneously.

Bam!

Bam!

With just two punches, two more stiff bodies fell flat to the ground.

Ling Feng had long since lost count of how many Great Emperors had died at his hands. Human Emperor?

Human Emperor was worth shit!

"Ah!—"

Along with miserable screams, those two Late Stage Human Emperor experts were already crippled.

"Y-you... just who are you?"

The dry, skinny elder began to tremble uncontrollably all over. This person before him was so young, yet his strength was terrifyingly powerful!

"The one who wants your life," Ling Feng spat out coldly, instantly sending that dry, skinny elder plunging as if into Netherworld Hell.

"Run!"

In that instant, the only word in the dry, skinny elder’s mind was "escape." This youth was simply a Shura from Hell.

"Trying to run now—too late, don’t you think?"

Ling Feng’s face was as cold as frost. With one sword strike, that dry, skinny elder had no room to resist. His body was directly blasted into a cloud of blood mist by the violent Sword Qi.

Just now, he had given these people a chance; unfortunately, they didn’t know how to grasp it.

"S-so strong..."

The young Lyee Zui, seeing that overbearing, domineering posture when Ling Feng struck, actually stared in a bit of a daze.

Ling Feng’s figure was like a peerless War God, leaving an indelible impression in his heart.

At the side, Housekeeper Wang, seeing Ling Feng neatly finish off the dry, skinny elder and his group, hurriedly clutched his chest and, enduring sharp pain, walked forward. With a respectful expression he said, "Many thanks, young hero, for saving our lives. The Young Master and I are endlessly grateful!"

"Hey, hey, shouldn’t you be thanking me too?"

Yeu Junyao’s Fong Mu narrowed with a frown, her face full of displeasure.

"My thanks to the lady hero as well. Many thanks for saving our lives,"

Housekeeper Wang hastily added. Only then did Yeu Junyao’s expression ease slightly, revealing a look that said, "At least you know what’s what."

Putting away Ten Directions Annihilation, Ling Feng said calmly, "A trivial matter, not worth mentioning."

"For the young hero it may be a small matter, but you’ve saved my life and the Young Master’s!"

As Housekeeper Wang spoke, he coughed violently a few more times, clearly quite badly injured.

Ling Feng placed his hand on Housekeeper Wang’s shoulder, channeled a wisp of Elemental Power into him, then took out a bottle of Elixir for restoring Qi-Blood, and said mildly, "Take these Elixirs. They’ll help your recovery."

"This..."

Clutching the porcelain bottle, Housekeeper Wang felt even more moved, to the point of tears. Gritting his teeth, he took out a palm-sized purple Spirit Flower from his Spirit Storage Ring and said solemnly, "Young hero, please, you must accept this!"

"Hm?"

Ling Feng’s eyelids twitched. This purple Spirit Flower had a fan-shaped blossom, pale yellow at the base and purple petals—three in all. It was clearly a Netherworld Flower!

Moreover, from the looks of it, this Netherworld Flower was roughly over three hundred years old!

Netherworld Fruit usually appeared where Netherworld Flowers grew densely, and once a Netherworld Flower passed a thousand years, there was a chance it would bear Netherworld Fruit.

And as long as he obtained Netherworld Fruit, Tuoba Yan could be saved.

"Where did this Netherworld Flower come from?"

A hint of excitement appeared on Ling Feng’s face. Good deeds truly did bring good returns.

"Netherworld Flowers aren’t rare around Feijiang County. There’s a valley outside my Black Tiger City where a large number of Netherworld Flowers bloom, but a three-hundred-year Netherworld Flower like this is relatively uncommon," Housekeeper Wang hurriedly answered truthfully.

"In that valley, are there any Netherworld Flowers over a thousand years old?" Ling Feng asked urgently.

"This..." Housekeeper Wang shook his head. "In that valley, five-hundred-year Netherworld Flowers are already the limit; a thousand-year one is impossible. However..."

"However what?"

Ling Feng’s eyelid twitched as he blurted out.

"Pegasus City has a Flying Horse Ranch. The ranch raises all kinds of Demons used as mounts. Because Netherworld Flowers are extremely effective in boosting Qi Blood Power, low-year Netherworld Flowers are usually used to feed the Demons. And it’s said that Flying Horse Ranch has a very Mysterious treasure land. There might be Netherworld Flowers over a thousand years old inside!"

"Flying Horse Ranch?"

Ling Feng nodded, committing this name to memory, then asked, "You’re heading to Pegasus City?"

"Yes." A trace of excitement appeared on Housekeeper Wang’s face. "Young hero, if it’s convenient..."

"Since I’m sending the Buddha, I’ll send him all the way to the West. I’ll take you along,"

Ling Feng nodded. Since they shared the same destination, traveling with them was no trouble.

At this moment, the black-clothed youth Lyee Zui, who had remained silent all this time, suddenly dropped to his knees before Ling Feng with a thud, and said with intense excitement, "Big brother, I want to become your disciple! I want to be as strong as you! Master, accept my bow! I bow once, I bow again!"

"..."

Ling Feng’s forehead darkened. He grabbed Lyee Zui and shook his head. "Sorry. For now, I don’t plan on taking disciples."

"Why? You’re so amazing!" Lyee Zui’s eyes grew misty, as if he might cry at any moment.