The Art of Chaotic Divinity

Chapter 394: The Limit of Hundred Meridian Gates!

Chapter 394: The Limit of Hundred Meridian Gates!

"Time to end this!"

Having obtained the Poison Fruit of Ten Thousand Evil, Ling Feng naturally had no interest in continuing the fight with the toad. First, he used Scorching Sky Blaze to send it flying to its death, and then with a flash of light from his storage spirit ring, he stored it away.

Next, he activated the Slaughterous Sword Will, executing the Six Paths of Rise and Fall to split open the abdomen of the Purple Electric Horned Python. With a loud bang, a huge hole burst open, and Ling Feng swiftly dashed out.

Roar!

The body of the Purple Electric Horned Python convulsed violently and then collapsed heavily, its massive head gasping for air; it clearly wouldn't survive.

"B-Brother Ling Feng." Li Wencheng saw Ling Feng emerge from the snake's belly, his mouth twitching slightly. After swallowing hard, he asked, "You got the sacred fruit?"

"Heh." Ling Feng smiled noncommittally and said lightly, "This snake belongs to you now."

With that, without waiting for Li Wencheng and the others to respond, Ling Feng disappeared into the western horizon.

"He must have gotten the fruit!"

A member of the Blood Wolf Hunting Team's eyes flashed with greed as he tightened his grip on his sword. "That was the celestial fruit that can transform ordinary martial artists into geniuses!"

"Do you want to die?" Li Wencheng turned back and glared fiercely at the member before sighing heavily. He then leaped to the side of the Purple Electric Horned Python's corpse and said calmly, "Let's distribute the loot from this snake."

Li Wencheng was naturally unhappy, but what else could he do?

Ling Feng's entire process of slaying the demonic beast and seizing the sacred fruit didn't even take more than a quarter of an hour. If it were them, they probably wouldn't even have the courage to enter the mouth of the Purple Electric Horned Python.

Strength was everything, and those with strong abilities obtained the best loot. This was the law of survival. Ling Feng was already generous enough to share the snake with them.

As for Hei Feng and the others from the Shadow Strike Hunting Team, not only did they suffer losses, but they also contributed very little throughout the process. They were destined to come away empty-handed.

...

Approximately half an hour later, Ling Feng found a cave. With a flicker of his figure, he entered the Five Elements Heavenly Palace.

Ling Feng settled Lin Xian'er in the palace within the Wood Elemental Realm where the air was filled with wood spiritual energy and brimming with vitality. Whether for cultivation or recuperation, the Wood Elemental Realm was undoubtedly the best choice.

"I didn't expect that searching for the Three-Legged Fire Toad would bring in another opportunity."

Ling Feng walked to Lin Xian'er's side and took out the Poison Fruit of Ten Thousand Evil from his storage spirit ring.

By using the Three-Legged Fire Toad's poison sac to refine medicinal pills, he could naturally expel the demonic qi from Lin Xian'er's body. However, using the Poison Fruit of Ten Thousand Evil would make it even easier and provide significant benefits to Lin Xian'er as well.

Ling Feng slowly sat down, gently supporting Lin Xian'er's back and letting her lean against his chest. Then, he gently opened her mouth and slowly fed the fruit into Lin Xian'er's mouth.

In an instant, the demonic qi in Lin Xian'er's body was extracted by the fruit which completely devoured it.

Not only that, but the fruit also released a pure energy that infused into Lin Xian'er's body. A milky white light surrounded Lin Xian'er, transforming into strands of pure spiritual energy that merged into every part of her body.

If Lin Xian'er could fully absorb this energy, she could open at least four or five more meridian gates!

Seeing that the demonic qi in Lin Xian'er's body had been completely eradicated, Ling Feng finally breathed a sigh of relief. He quickly removed the fruit from Lin Xian'er's small cherry-like mouth, washed it clean with clear water, and stored it away again.

The energy contained in this fruit was not something Lin Xian'er could fully absorb at once. She had only absorbed a small fraction and it would take several days before she could absorb it again. Otherwise, not only would it be useless but it might also endanger her life.

Seeing Lin Xian'er's breathing stabilize, Ling Feng slowly removed the three Soul-Sealing Needles pierced into her body and checked her pulse. Finding her pulse steady and breathing regular, he finally relaxed completely.

"The Poison Fruit of Ten Thousand Evil is truly an extraordinary creation of nature! It's really amazing!"

A smile curved on Ling Feng's lips. With this Poison Fruit of Ten Thousand Evil, an incredibly crazy idea even sprang up in his mind.

I’ll be able to open a hundred meridian gates!

As far as he knew, in the history of the Tianbai Empire, the most talented martial artists had only around seventy or eighty meridian gates. Even in ancient times, the great powers did not break through to the Transformation Realm with a hundred meridian gates in the Pulse Formation Realm.

It seemed that the limit for human martial artists was ninety-nine meridian gates.

Originally, although Ling Feng was confident in his own talent, he didn't dare to think that he could surpass the great powers of ancient times and break through the limit of ninety-nine meridian gates to open a hundred. But now, with this Poison Fruit of Ten Thousand Evil, Ling Feng believed that he definitely had the opportunity to surpass the limits of his predecessors and open a hundred meridians!

Cough, cough...

Lin Xian'er suddenly coughed softly, slowly opened her eyes, and looked around. She found herself leaning in Ling Feng's embrace, although she didn't know where she was.

She hesitated, thinking she might be dreaming, but if this was a dream, it felt too real.

While she was unconscious, she felt like she had been pulled into a desperate hell. Later, it seemed that a light had illuminated her world, pulling her back from despair.

"Ling Feng, a-am I still alive?" Lin Xian'er murmured.

"Yes, you are alive." Seeing Lin Xian'er wake up, Ling Feng quickly supported her against a nearby pillar while smiling. "Thank goodness, you're finally better. Do you know that you were almost unable to survive because of the demonic qi invasion?"

Lin Xian'er clenched her fists while thinking of her father, Lin Canglang, and feeling sorrowful.

She realized that for more than a dozen years, she had mistaken an impostor for her father.

However, despite knowing Lin Canglang had used her, how could she forget the father-daughter bond they had cultivated over more than a decade?

After all, ever since she could remember, Lin Canglang had always been her father!

"Why did you save me? Wouldn't it be better if I had died? My whole life is just a joke! I was just a tool to be used!" Tears streamed down Lin Xian'er's cheeks.

"Die?" Ling Feng took a deep breath as his expression turned solemn. He started to stare directly at Lin Xian'er as his demeanor grew colder.

Standing tall, Ling Feng looked down at Lin Xian'er and said in a deep voice, "You cannot choose what happened in the past, and you were unaware. There's no need to dwell on it. All you can grasp is the present!

"Do you think Captain Gu, Senior Sister Yun, and I searched everywhere for the Three-Legged Fire Toad just to save a Lin Xian'er who only sought death?"

"I..." Ling Feng's attitude frightened Lin Xian'er. She looked up timidly at him, her sadness dissipating slightly.

"Let me tell you something. I saved your life, so you’re absolutely not allowed to die!"

"Y-You're so domineering!" Lin Xian'er bit her lip. Shouldn't he be comforting her at this moment?

"If being domineering can help you regain your spirit, then I'll be domineering."

Ling Feng shrugged as he slowly crouched down, his expression softening slightly. He said gently, "You should have heard from Lin Canglang that you're not his daughter. You're the daughter of my master, Duanmu Qingshan! My master is a very good person, and is at least a hundred times... No, ten thousand times better than Lin Canglang."

Ling Feng held Lin Xian'er in his gaze as he continued in a warm tone, "All this time, my master has been missing his daughter, who is you! If you grieve because of Lin Canglang, are you being fair to those who truly care about you?"

"I..." Lin Xian'er choked up. Yes, I still have a better father, Senior Sister Yun, my teacher, and friends like Ling Feng. Why should I be sad over someone who deceived and used me?

Seeing Lin Xian'er's eyes clear up again, Ling Feng finally smiled slightly. "Actually, your real name should be Duanmu Rou."