The Art of Chaotic Divinity

Chapter 1575: A Mysterious Origin

Deep within the imperial city lay Cian Palace.

This had once been the residence of the Empress Dowager, but now it was heavily guarded, its defenses tight. It had effectively become a prison.

With an imperial order from Mo Feng, Ling Feng was able to pass through without obstruction and enter the palace.

Inside the vast hall, not a single palace maid could be seen. The once high and mighty Empress Dowager had fallen to such a state. After scheming for a lifetime, she had likely never imagined she would end up like this.

Now, the only one left by her side was her grandniece, Yan Shuying.

The entire Yan family had attempted to overthrow the Tianbai Empire. Those involved had all been thrown into death row, awaiting judgment.

Yan Shuying was allowed to remain only out of respect for the Empress Dowager's status as Mo Feng's grandmother.

The palace doors creaked open as Ling Feng stepped into the grand hall and saw her.

Because she had taken a Youth-Preserving Pill, Yan Ning still looked like a young woman in her prime. In her youth, she had been known as the most beautiful woman in the empire, and even now her elegance remained unmatched. Though Yan Shuying resembled her somewhat, she lacked that same noble grace.

It was no wonder Yan Cangtian had never forgotten her.

After everything she had gone through, her appearance had not changed much, yet her eyes now carried a trace of weariness and sorrow.

When she saw Ling Feng enter, she seemed slightly surprised.

"So His Majesty sent you to end my life."

Yan Ning gave a faint, bitter smile. "The Yan clan committed such crimes. As emperor, even with his soft heart, he cannot spare me. Still, I did not expect you to be the one."

"You truly think that?"

Ling Feng smiled lightly and looked at her.

"Ling Feng, if you want to kill someone, come at me. Do not harm Grandmother!"

Yan Shuying spread her arms and stood in front of Yan Ning, her gaze firm and unyielding.

"You still have some sense of filial duty."

Ling Feng touched his nose and spoke calmly. "Do not worry. His Majesty is merciful. He will not kill you. From this day forward, however, the world will no longer have an Empress Dowager. She has already died of illness. As for the two of you..."

He paused and looked at Yan Ning.

"I am here to take you out of the imperial city. From now on, you are no longer part of the Yan family, nor are you members of the imperial clan."

"What did you say?"

Yan Ning stared at him, disbelief clear in her eyes. Even if she were spared, she had expected to be imprisoned for life.

"You should thank my teacher. He pleaded for you. That is why I asked His Majesty to spare you."

Ling Feng met her gaze. "Yan Jinghong is dead. The Yan family has collapsed. It is time to let go of your ambitions."

"In this world, perhaps only Brother Yan never betrayed me..."

A bitter smile touched Yan Ning's lips. If she had understood this sooner, things might have been different.

"Let us go. I do not hold any fondness for you, but I respect my teacher's choice."

Ling Feng raised a hand and opened a passage to the Five Elements Heavenly Palace.

"Step inside. When I release you again, you will be outside the imperial city."

"That is wonderful. Grandmother, we can finally leave."

Yan Shuying quickly supported Yan Ning, preparing to guide her inside.

"Ling Feng..."

Yan Ning lifted her gaze, as though hesitating to speak.

"What is it?"

Ling Feng looked at her coldly. If not for Yan Cangtian, he would not have wanted to see anyone from the Yan family again.

"You may think I am a woman who would do anything to achieve her goals. Back then, I never intended to use your grandfather. If he had not chosen to leave, I might have become your grandmother. Compared to him, you are far softer and kinder."

Memories seemed to surface as she spoke.

"Is that so?" Ling Feng asked quietly. "Why tell me this now?"

"I do not know." Yan Ning shook her head. "Perhaps because you resemble him too much."

"I know little about my grandfather. Perhaps I should thank you. At least now, I understand him a little better."

Ling Feng looked at her intently and clenched his fists.

"Then let me ask. Do you know anything about my parents?"

Yan Ning shook her head. "I once had people investigate, but your parents are like a complete mystery. There are no clues at all."

"Even you do not know..."

A shadow passed through Ling Feng's eyes. He drew a deep breath.

"Then let us go."

...

Before long, Ling Feng brought Yan Ning and Yan Shuying to Yan Cangtian's medicinal herb garden. After that, he tactfully took his leave.

As for what would happen between them, he did not know.

Thinking back on Yan Ning's words, Ling Feng felt unsettled.

What kind of person had his grandfather truly been?

Within the Tianbai Empire, Ling Hanyang was known as the Medical Saint. For the sake of peace, he had gone alone into Nanjiang and made a pact with the Qiongqi Demon Emperor. A man like that was surely upright and beyond reproach.

"Grandfather... how am I supposed to uncover my origins? Where are my parents?"

Ling Feng clenched his fists tightly.

Since childhood, Ling Kun had never spoken of his parents. Even within the Tianbai Empire, people only knew of Ling Hanyang. No one seemed aware that he had a son at all. The whole matter felt deeply strange.

Perhaps his parents had never appeared within the empire.

Could all of this be connected to the Heavenly Dao Clan?

And his parents... could they already be...

The thought made the veins on Ling Feng's forehead bulge, his eyes bloodshot. Anyone who saw him now would have been startled by the fierce aura radiating from him.

For no clear reason, he recalled the mysterious black-robed figure he had met on Tianluo Island. There had been a strange sense of familiarity about that man.

Though the man had denied being Ling Hanyang, Ling Feng was certain there was a connection between them.

That man was also from the Heavenly Dao Clan.

Ling Feng shook his head and forced all those unresolved thoughts deep into his mind.

The man had been right. Without strength, even knowing the truth would change nothing and only bring more trouble. What mattered now was becoming stronger.

"Tomorrow I return to the Dongling Immortal Pool. The road to the peak of martial arts is long."

His figure flashed as he left the Tianwei Academy and soon returned to the General Weiyuan Mansion.

Before this, he had already instructed Su Hongxiu and the others to prepare a grand banquet to host all his friends within the empire. Meanwhile, Luo Jianying had taken disciples of the Divine Ling Sect to deliver invitations.

Tonight was destined to be a night of unrestrained celebration.