The Art of Chaotic Divinity

Chapter 444: Su Qingxuans Identity!

Chapter 444: Su Qingxuan's Identity!

It was another day, and it was also another imperial history lesson with the beautiful mentor, Su Qingxuan.

When this beautiful mentor walked into the classroom, Ling Feng noticed that her mental state was not as good as usual. Although she maintained her usual exquisite beauty, there was a faint trace of fatigue hidden beneath her demeanor.

This was quite unusual, as it was the first time Ling Feng had seen Su Qingxuan in such a poor mental state.

Not only Ling Feng, but any slightly observant student could also tell that Su Qingxuan was not herself. She was frequently distracted, which was entirely uncharacteristic of her usual high standards.

In the blink of an eye, the lesson was over.

“Chief Ling Feng!”

After class, instead of leaving with a casual greeting as she usually did, Su Qingxuan stood behind the podium, hesitated for a moment, then called out Ling Feng’s name.

“Uh?”

Ling Feng’s eyes twitched. What does Su Qingxuan want with me?

The surrounding students were obviously very curious, with some even casting ambiguous glances.

The beautiful mentor! Hehe!

Ling Feng looked up in confusion at Su Qingxuan and asked, “Mentor Su, is there something you need?”

Su Qingxuan bit her lip again, then slowly said, “You, come with me.”

“Uh...” Ling Feng pursed his lips, and then nodded and said calmly, “Okay.”

It seemed that Su Qingxuan really was troubled by something.

Then, under everyone's gaze, Ling Feng followed Su Qingxuan out of the classroom, quickly disappearing into the distance.

“Oh my, could Chief Ling and Mentor Su really be... hehe!”

“You know, it’s actually quite possible! Mentor Su is a great beauty! And Chief Ling is a super genius. It wouldn't be surprising if he captured Mentor Su’s heart.”

“Did you see how tired Mentor Su looked? Could it be that last night, hehehe...?”

“Nonsense! My big brother isn’t as filthy as you think!”

Ouyang Jing snorted, leading the Tianshu East Court students away. Jiang Xiaofan, however, seemed puzzled and asked, “Second Brother, what do they mean? What do they mean?”

“You don’t need to know!” Ouyang Jing glared at Jiang Xiaofan. This guy was improving his skills rapidly, but he was still too naive.

“Boring.” Li Bufan pouted and turned to leave. He realized that not only was there a growing gap between his strength and Ling Feng's, but even Jiang Xiaofan was catching up. This gave him a strong sense of crisis, and he knew he had to train even harder.

Fortunately, he had obtained the teachings of the Wind and Thunder Transformation in the Sword Tower of Wind and Thunder. He had now unlocked the potential of his wind and thunder physique. Although he was currently at a bottleneck, once he broke through, his strength would increase significantly!

So, he had been using his family's resources to gather various valuable items with wind and thunder attributes. However, compared to the five-element attributes, wind and thunder attribute items were much rarer.

He still had a long way to go before he reached the advanced stage of the Wind and Thunder Transformation!

...

Under Su Qingxuan's guidance, Ling Feng arrived at a rather serene courtyard. Outside the courtyard, there was even a small medicinal herb field.

Although it couldn’t compare to Yan Cangtian’s medicinal herb garden, for an ordinary mentor to have such an independent courtyard within Tianwei Academy made it clear that Su Qingxuan’s identity was anything but ordinary.

“Mentor Su, where is this place?”

“This is where I live,” Su Qingxuan said with a smile as she opened the courtyard door. “Come in.”

A breeze blew by, carrying the scent of earth mixed with a faint fragrance.

It was clearly the fragrance from Su Qingxuan’s body.

Ling Feng touched his nose and followed her inside. With a quick glance, he noticed that although the medicinal herb field was not large, the spirit herbs planted there were quite extraordinary.

“I planted all these myself.” Su Qingxuan suddenly turned around, smiling playfully. “What do you think, Chief Elder?”

“Hmm?” Ling Feng’s eyes twitched. Seeing Su Qingxuan’s playful gaze, he realized that she probably knew he was the chief honorary elder of the Alchemist Guild.

“Hehehe...” Ling Feng scratched the back of his head, feeling a bit embarrassed. “Mentor Su, how did you know?”

“You joined the Alchemist Guild, so why wouldn’t I be able to join as well?” Su Qingxuan bit her lip, looking a bit embarrassed. “Though, I’m just a humble fourth-grade alchemist.”

“Uh...” Ling Feng touched his nose. “So Mentor Su is also an alchemist.”

“That's because my father is an alchemist,” Su Qingxuan pouted, taking out a token from her chest and handing it to Ling Feng. “Here, Chief Ling, this is the identity token that President Hong asked me to give you. It seems that you and the title 'chief’ are quite destined. You’re the chief yellow-tier student in the East Court and also the chief honorary elder in the Alchemist Guild!”

“Hehe, I’m just lucky...”

Ling Feng chuckled awkwardly as he took the token. It was made of black iron and bore the Alchemist Guild’s emblem with nine pill inscriptions. Nine was the ultimate number, symbolizing the highest honor among alchemists.

“Tch, why don’t I have such good luck?” Su Qingxuan widened her eyes, scrutinizing Ling Feng. “I really don’t know how your brain works. It’s one thing to be an exceptional cultivator, but to be a sixth-grade alchemist as well!”

“Uh... just lucky, just lucky.” Ling Feng smiled, quickly changing the subject. “By the way, why was this token in your hands?”

Ling Feng was curious. If Su Qingxuan was merely a fourth-grade alchemist, she shouldn’t have access to the core of the Alchemist Guild.

“My father is an honorary president of the Alchemist Guild, but he’s usually not in the imperial capital,” Su Qingxuan said calmly. “In terms of seniority, I should call President Hong ‘uncle.’”

Su Qingxuan paused and added, “President Hong somehow found out I was your mentor, so he asked me to bring the token to you.”

“I see.”

Ling Feng nodded. It was no wonder that Su Qingxuan, who was only in her twenties, had the skills of a fourth-grade alchemist. Her father was an honorary president and was likely at least a sixth-grade alchemist!

“Thank you, Mentor Su.” Ling Feng put away the token and saluted Su Qingxuan. “If there’s nothing else, I’ll take my leave.”

“Um, w-wait!” Su Qingxuan bit her lip, feeling anxious, and quickly grabbed Ling Feng’s arm.

Ling Feng turned around and saw Su Qingxuan’s charmingly angry expression, leaving him momentarily stunned.