Chaos Heavenly Emperor Technique
Chapter 72 - 72 072 Lin Xian'er!

72: Chapter 072 Lin Xian’er!

72: Chapter 072 Lin Xian’er!

“I’m healed, completely healed!” Duanmu Qingshan cried tears of joy, his strength having fully returned to its peak.

While this might not be enough for him to break the formation, with a period of secluded cultivation and another breakthrough in his cultivation, he could definitely break this sealing formation, seeking revenge on his enemies!

“Congratulations, Master.”

Ling Feng stepped forward, bowing deeply and genuinely feeling happy for Duanmu Qingshan.

For him, Duanmu Qingshan was not only his master but also the first person, apart from his grandfather Ling Kun, to make him feel the warmth of family.

“You deserve all the credit,” Duanmu Qingshan turned to look at Ling Feng, “You have said before that there is no need for thanks between master and disciple.

I won’t say the words of thanks, but this kindness, I will keep in my heart.”

Duanmu Qingshan gazed deeply into Ling Feng, knowing his disciple’s talent would eventually exceed his own and reach even higher realms.

But until this budding genius could grow up, he would use all his power to protect and guide him.

…

Liuxian Main Peak.

Lin Canglang was in a side palace, browsing through a Sword Manual when he suddenly felt somewhat uneasy.

“What’s going on?” Lin Canglang furrowed his brow, sensing that something big was about to happen.

“Daddy, what’s wrong?” Sitting opposite Lin Canglang, a young girl dressed in a light blue dress, with eyebrows like willow leaves and skin smooth as mutton fat jade, looked like a truly delicate beauty.

Seeing Lin Canglang’s uneasy expression, the girl couldn’t help but ask out of curiosity.

“Oh, it’s nothing,” Lin Canglang came back to his senses and smiled at the girl in blue, saying, “Xian’er, this Sword Manual you brought back this time is indeed very powerful!”

“Of course, this is the swordsmanship passed down by my teacher.

How could it not be powerful?” Lin Xian’er raised her eyebrows, revealing a proud expression.

This girl in blue, named Lin Xian’er, was Lin Canglang’s daughter.

However, even within the Asking Immortal Sect, very few knew about Lin Canglang’s daughter.

Because Lin Canglang sent her to a larger sect for cultivation when she was very young.

Moreover, a year ago, Lin Xian’er, with her exceptional talent, had qualified to study at the Heavenly Rank Academy, and was now a student there.

In the Sky White Empire, although countless sects exist, the real paradise that all young martial artists aspire to belong to are the Four Great Academies in the Imperial City.

Heavenly Rank Academy, Deep Blue Academy, True Dragon Academy, and Wenyuan Academy.

These Four Great Academies, unlike ordinary sects, are martial arts schools established with the support of the empire.

Any martial artist with outstanding talent, regardless of whether they are family scions or sect disciples, can enter for further study as long as they pass the academy’s entrance examination.

The only requirement for the examination is to be younger than twenty-four years old.

Lin Xian’er had passed the Heavenly Rank Academy’s test with excellent results and was additionally recommended by the Sect Leader of her sect.

Thus in Hope Academy, she was having a smooth journey with guidance from renowned teachers.

Although she was only sixteen, her strength had already reached the Seventh Level of Qi Condensation Realm.

Lin Canglang was naturally extremely satisfied with this daughter.

His ambitions were grand.

The small Asking Immortal Sect could not satisfy him.

Knowing his own limited talents, he placed his hopes in his daughter to fulfill these ambitions.

“By the way, Xian’er, the Heavenly Rank Academy is where the most promising young talents of the Empire are concentrated.

Have you taken a liking to any young master from any family?

Hehe…”

“Daddy!” Lin Xian’er’s face showed a bashful expression.

“What kind of father asks his daughter such questions?

Humph, I’m not talking to you anymore!”

“Alright, alright, I won’t ask.

It’s rare for you to come home, so let me test your swordsmanship and see if you’ve improved.

That should be fine, right?”

“Humph, that’s more like it.”

Lin Xian’er pouted her lips, took out her sword from her space ring, and giggled, “Watch the sword!”

…

Three days flashed by!

Ling Feng stood atop a cliff’s edge, gazing at the cloud surging ahead, while gaining a new insight.

These days, Ling Feng’s swordsmanship, perhaps influenced by his environment or perhaps due to practicing the Carefree Sword Step, had become even more ethereal and dreamlike.

“Ha-ha, lad, I haven’t seen you for a few days, and your cultivation has increased!”

Suddenly, a gentle voice traveled from afar.

It drew closer rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, a middle-aged man clad in a dark cyan robe appeared behind him.

Ling Feng turned around, not at all alarmed, but instead, he showed a slight smile and softly said, “Senior, you have finally arrived.”

“Excellent, in less than two months, your strength has advanced to the Qi Condensation Tenth Rank.

You truly are gifted!” Wen Tingguang laughed heartily.

“Who would have thought that a tiny sect like Asking Immortal could produce a genius like you.”

“Senior flatters me.” Ling Feng modestly waved his hand, thinking to himself that it would be nice to have a treasure that could conceal his cultivation level; otherwise, his abilities would be completely exposed to those experts, leaving no secret whatsoever.

When his cultivation level was low, rapid progress was manageable, but once he reached a higher realm, keeping the secret of the Emperor’s Eye would be challenging.

After all, once the Human Dao Divine Pattern was condensed, the speed of spiritual energy absorption would increase a hundredfold!

“Alright, you seem ready, right?” Wen Tingguang chuckled and appreciated Ling Feng’s courage a bit more for not fleeing.

After all, he had previously mentioned that if Ling Feng could not cure that important person, he would disable his arms.

Although there was an element of intimidation in that statement, Ling Feng was unaware of it.

“Yes, I can leave at any moment,” Ling Feng nodded.

After eliminating the Sword Qi within Duanmu Qingshan’s body, he immediately began his secluded cultivation, striving to break through to the Divine Origin Realm.

If he succeeded, it would undoubtedly be a great boon for both him and Ling Feng.

Having a backer in the Origin Transformation Realm might not mean much, but one from the Divine Origin Realm certainly carried some weight.

“Good, I will take you there now,” Wen Tingguang sighed.

“The condition of that important person I mentioned has worsened; he needs urgent treatment.

Many Daoist Doctors have already headed there.

Although I don’t have high hopes for you, it wouldn’t hurt to give it a try.”

As he said this, he reached out to grab Ling Feng.

Though Ling Feng’s power had grown leaps and bounds in two months, he was still terribly weak in front of Wen Tingguang.

“Senior, I can fly on my own.”

Not wishing to be carried, Ling Feng took out the Qinling Light Wings given to him by Duanmu Qingshan.

Although slower, Ling Feng wasn’t yet bold enough to use the Purple Thunder Feather he had found on Yan An.

“Fine, the speed is slower, but it’ll pass,” Wen Tingguang pursed his lips but did not insist on grabbing Ling Feng.

Soon, the two of them flew into the sky and vanished into the sea of clouds.

“By the way, Senior, who are you taking me to treat?” Flying through the air, Ling Feng couldn’t help but ask.

“A bigshot, bigger than you can imagine,” Wen Tingguang said with a mysterious smile.

“You’ll know when we get there.”