The Art of Chaotic Divinity

Chapter 447: If Youre a Man, Come and Duel!

Chapter 447: If You're a Man, Come and Duel!

After chatting for a while, Su Qingxuan glanced out the window. The sky was gradually darkening, and even the light in the room was becoming dim. She couldn't help but grit her teeth while hesitating to speak.

Ling Feng immediately understood. He cupped his hands in a fist-and-palm salute towards Su Qingxuan and smiled. "If Mentor Su has nothing else, I'll take my leave."

As night fell, it indeed wasn't appropriate for a man and a woman to be alone in a room.

"Mhmm." Su Qingxuan nodded, but then bit her lip and whispered softly, "Actually, when there are no outsiders around, you don't have to call me Mentor. Besides, you are the chief honorary elder of the Alchemist Guild. I should be calling you Elder."

After a moment of contemplation, Su Qingxuan continued, "So, in private, you can call me Qingxuan like an ordinary friend."

"Okay," Ling Feng nodded. "Since you are a few years older than me, I'll call you Sister Qingxuan. Sister Qingxuan, I'll be leaving now!"

"I'll see you off." Su Qingxuan smiled, evidently pleased with the nickname "Sister Qingxuan."

Soon, Su Qingxuan led Ling Feng out of the courtyard. Ling Feng felt quite happy. Although it seemed like he had only helped Su Qingxuan, he had also obtained the formula for the Purple Light Dust Pill. While this pill wasn't of high grade and its effects were not comparable to the Meridian-Breaking Golden Pill, it could be consumed more frequently.

In terms of efficiency, the Purple Light Dust Pill was much better than the Purple Spirit Liquid that Ling Feng took daily.

Finding some time to refine a hundred or so of these pills would quickly solidify the breakthroughs achieved by the Meridian-Breaking Golden Pill and would let him reach fifty or even sixty meridians even faster.

As he stepped out of the loft, a gentle breeze ruffled his hair, bringing with it a mixed scent of herbs and the fresh fragrance of soil which filled him with a sense of calmness.

Ling Feng turned back to look at Su Qingxuan and smiled faintly. "Alright, Sister Qingxuan, this is far enough."

He planned to visit Yan Cangtian tonight to refine a batch of Purple Light Dust Pills. Besides using them himself, he could also give some to his companions in the Tianshu East Court and the sword team.

The Five Courts' Sword Team Grand Competition was approaching. Although Gu Tengfeng always appeared carefree, his heart was quite restless.

As a member of the sword team, Ling Feng wanted to help his teammates improve their strength in his own way.

He was also using Yan Cangtian's inventory, so there was nothing to be concerned about.

"Mhmm, we'll discuss alchemy techniques together another day," Su Qingxuan said with a smile, her hands behind her back as she tiptoed slightly.

Though Su Qingxuan was quite tall, Ling Feng seemed to have grown a lot recently and was nearly a head taller than her.

"Okay," Ling Feng nodded. Just then, an extremely sharp voice suddenly broke the quiet moment.

"Ling Feng! How come you're coming out of Qingxuan's room? What were you two doing in there?"

The voice was almost a roar and was filled with intense anger and questioning.

Ling Feng looked up and saw a familiar face.

Li Muqing!

He was a mentor for the West Court’s yellow-tier students and once organized a team-based sword fighting competition between the West and East Courts. [1]

Of course, he had another identity: Su Qingxuan’s suitor.

Despite Su Qingxuan never showing any affection for him, this self-righteous guy had persistently pursued her and refused to give up.

Seeing Ling Feng emerge from Su Qingxuan’s loft, Li Muqing's heart ignited with intense jealousy.

Damn it! It’s no wonder this woman has always been cold to me. She’s actually involved with a yellow-tier student!

What a bitch!

In a flash, Li Muqing rushed to the edge of Su Qingxuan’s herb garden, glaring furiously at Ling Feng, and shouted, "You lucky bastard!"

"What are you doing here, Mentor Li!?" Su Qingxuan glared at Li Muqing with a cold face. "Please leave!"

"Hmph, Su Qingxuan. You’re doing shameful things and now you’re afraid to face people?" Li Muqing sneered. "It’s hilarious, a mentor seducing her own student!"

"You’re talking nonsense!" Su Qingxuan trembled with anger. "There is nothing improper going on between Ling Feng and me. It’s not as filthy as you think."

"Sister Qingxuan, there's no need to explain anything to such a shameless person," Ling Feng said calmly. "You should go back. I’ll handle him."

"Handle me?" Li Muqing almost laughed in anger. "Who do you think you are? You think you can handle me?"

Li Muqing’s eyes blazed with anger as he coldly said, "You dare to steal my woman. If I don’t break your legs today, I’m not from the Li family!"

"You shameless man, when did I ever become your woman? It’s always been your one-sided obsession!" Su Qingxuan retorted with disdain. "Even if I did like Ling Feng, I would never have any feelings for you!"

"Hmph,you’re finally admitting it?" Li Muqing clenched his fists tightly, his handsome face twisting with rage. "Ling Feng, if you're a man, come out and duel me!"

Ling Feng felt a pang of helplessness. What have I done to deserve this?

"You're hopeless!" Su Qingxuan rolled her eyes. In front of a man blinded by jealousy, any explanation was pointless.

Ling Feng shook his head with a smile and slowly walked out of Su Qingxuan’s courtyard, stopping ten steps away from Li Muqing. He said calmly, "Mentor Li, forced love is never sweet. Since Sister Qingxuan doesn’t like you, why disgrace yourself here?"

"You have no right to lecture me!"

Li Muqing clenched his fist, pure elemental force gathering around his fist. "Violent Storm Killing Fist!"

Boom!

The wind roared. In the blink of an eye, Li Muqing was already in front of Ling Feng. The fierce wind blades hit his face, causing sharp pain.

Considering that he was a mentor at Tianwei Academy, Li Muqing did have some skills.

However, in front of Ling Feng, he was no match.

After all, Li Muqing was merely a yellow-tier student mentor and was not particularly powerful. His position at Tianwei Academy was due to his family's influence.

"Your fist art is good, but your strength is lacking!" Ling Feng said with one of his hands behind his back, and with a single finger, he struck Li Muqing’s wrist.

"Ahh!"

Li Muqing cried out in pain and staggered back several steps, looking at Ling Feng in disbelief.

The Violent Storm Killing Fist he practiced was a top-grade mystical-tier martial skill. He had trained it for years and knew that its only flaw the wrist. Yet, Ling Feng had seen through it instantly. How is this possible?

What Li Muqing didn’t know was that under Ling Feng’s Heavenly Dao Eye, not only was the flaw in his fist art visible, but even the path of his true qi was clear to Ling Feng.

In an instant, Ling Feng had completely copied his fist technique and far surpassed Li Muqing's level in it.

1. See Chapter 210: East Court vs. West Court! ?