The Art of Chaotic Divinity

Chapter 449: Probably Enemies!

Chapter 449: Probably Enemies!

"What’s good about the Tiance Spirit Spring?" Ling Feng asked calmly while glancing at the despicable donkey.

The despicable donkey's eyes rolled around craftily as it chuckled. "It's nothing special, just an ordinary celestial-grade spirit spring. They say it can sense divine thoughts[1] and uncover the secrets of heaven. This divine beast took a sip and only gained a hundred years of cultivation. It's nothing remarkable."

"A hundred years of cultivation?" Ling Feng's eyes twitched. "What realm are you at?"

"I’m just so-so, probably a demon ruler. If I took one more step to become a demon saint, would I still be hunted by that damned Great Emperor Tiance?"

"Just a demon ruler..." Ling Feng rolled his eyes. This despicable donkey was truly full of himself!

The despicable donkey muttered, "If it weren't for that damned Great Emperor Tiance, this divine beast wouldn't have been tricked by that old Tianbai Emperor. Now I can't even harm his successor! Otherwise, you'd be the first one I'd rob!"

As it spoke, the despicable donkey cast a malicious glance at Ling Feng. Its eyes started glowing green and drool was nearly dripping from its mouth.

"Well, we really have Great Emperor Tiance to thank!"

Ling Feng pursed his lips and said calmly, "Anything else? If not, I'll put you back in the Five Elements Heavenly Palace. You, you despicable donkey, are always up to no good. You probably want to start stealing and looting again!"

"Nonsense, I..."

Before it could finish, Ling Feng activated the luminous barrier of the Five Elements Heavenly Palace with a thought and kicked the despicable donkey back inside.

"Brat, remember this!"

The voice was cut off abruptly, and Ling Feng breathed a sigh of relief while smiling faintly. "The world is finally quiet."

However, from the despicable donkey's words, Ling Feng learned that the Tiance Spirit Spring could sense divine thoughts and uncover the secrets of heaven. Could it be that in this world, there really are divine beings and destiny?

Can martial arts truly lead to divinity?

Ling Feng shook his head, casting aside these messy thoughts. The most important thing now was to gradually improve his own cultivation.

...

Drowning one's sorrows in alcohol was something every heartbroken man did.

In a tavern outside Tianwei Academy, Li Muqing was already dead drunk.

Li Muqing had always considered himself charming, believing that with his family background and outstanding appearance, any woman should have been easily won over. Yet, Su Qingxuan had always remained indifferent to him.

"Damn it, damn it!"

Li Muqing pounded the table heavily, lifting a large bowl and downing one after another in a frenzy.

"A heartbroken man still has hope."

A man in a green scholar's robe slowly walked into the tavern. Seeing the drunken Li Muqing, he quickly approached his table while smiling faintly. "Brother Li, long time no see."

"Indeed, a heartbroken man still has hope." Li Muqing looked up, vaguely recognizing the man, and said in surprise, "Brother Yan, what brings you to the imperial capital?"

"I have some business with my younger brother, and I wanted to visit old friends."

It turned out that the man in the green scholar's robe was Yan Jingfeng, the eldest son of the Yan family.

Yan Jingfeng and Li Muqing were once students at Tianwei Academy. Through his inquiries, Yan Jingfeng discovered that Ling Feng was a yellow-tier student at Tianwei Academy, while Li Muqing was a mentor there and a former classmate. Yan Jingfeng sought out Li Muqing to extract more information about Ling Feng.

Who would have thought that Li Muqing would be dead drunk in a tavern outside of Tianwei Academy?

Burp... Li Muqing burped, and the strong smell of alcohol on his breath hit Yan Jingfeng, causing him to frown slightly.

"Brother Yan, what a pleasant surprise! Come, drink with me!" Li Muqing lifted his bowl and downed another drink.

"Why are you so despondent, Brother Li?" Yan Jingfeng asked calmly.

"It's not worth mentioning!" Li Muqing sighed heavily and cursed, "I thought that woman was pure, but she ended up with her own student. Those shameless people!"

"It seems Brother Li is troubled by love!" Yan Jingfeng shook his head, realizing that it might be difficult to get any useful information tonight. Taking a deep breath, he tentatively asked, "Brother Li, actually, I came here to ask you about someone."

"Who? Let me see if I know them..." Li Muqing slurred drunkenly.

After a moment of contemplation, Yan Jingfeng said, "The person is named Ling Feng."

"What!? Ling Feng!? Ugh..."

Li Muqing slapped the table and sprang up, only to clutch his chest as he vomited violently.

A hint of disdain flashed in Yan Jingfeng's eyes, but seeing that Li Muqing seemed to know Ling Feng, he stood up and gently patted Li Muqing's back. Li Muqing spat out a mouthful of alcohol and began to regain his senses.

"Phew..." Li Muqing took a deep breath, wiping the tears from his eyes with a tablecloth. He looked at Yan Jingfeng and asked sternly, "Brother Yan, what is your relationship with that brat?"

"I don’t have much of one with him," Yan Jingfeng replied coolly. "I just want to ask him some questions. If I must wager, I’d say that we're probably enemies."

"Hmph!" Li Muqing's brows furrowed in hatred. "That brat is my greatest enemy! I hate him so much that I wish I could eat him alive!"

"Oh?" Yan Jingfeng's lips curled into a playful smile. It seems that the student who stole Li Muqing's lover was none other than Ling Feng.

Before long, Yan Jingfeng learned the backstory and some information about Ling Feng. Surprised, he remarked, "Is Ling Feng really that formidable?"

"One move!" Li Muqing gritted his teeth. "I couldn't even withstand one move from him!"

A serious look flashed in Yan Jingfeng's eyes. Although Li Muqing was not a top expert, he had advanced to the Transformation Realm with forty-six meridians.

Moreover, his true qi had transformed into elemental force, making him stronger than a typical martial artist with fifty-five meridians in the Pulse Formation Realm. Yet, he couldn't withstand a single move from Ling Feng.

"As expected of the Medical Saint's heir! Could he have also comprehended some martial arts insights from The Profound Art of Acupuncture and Moxibustion?"

Yan Jingfeng thought to himself, determined to obtain Ling Feng's knowledge on The Profound Art of Acupuncture and Moxibustion.

"Alas, I lack the strength and can only drown my sorrows in alcohol!"

Li Muqing raised his bowl to drink again but was stopped by Yan Jingfeng, who knocked the bowl away.

"Brother Li, drinking to drown your sorrows only deepens them. If I can ruin Ling Feng, you can naturally win back your beloved!" Yan Jingfeng said with a sinister smile.

"Brother Yan, do you have a way?" Li Muqing's eyes lit up with excitement.

"There is a way, but it requires your cooperation."

Yan Jingfeng whispered a few words into Li Muqing's ear. Li Muqing initially frowned but eventually gritted his teeth and nodded. "Fine, as long as we can get rid of that brat, I'll do whatever you say!"

Yan Jingfeng narrowed his eyes while patting Li Muqing's shoulder with a sly smile. "Once it's done, I guarantee you'll get what you want."

Li Muqing clenched his fists tightly, his eyes burning with intense fervor. That despicable woman! If you are heartless, don’t blame me, Li Muqing, for being unjust!

1. Tiance (??) translates to divine thoughts/divine ideas in Chinese ?