Chaos Heavenly Emperor Technique-Chapter 1455 - 1456: Not Qualified! (Part 2)

Three days passed in a flash.

Ling Feng woke from his cultivation, feeling the unparalleled Qi Blood Power and forceful Dragon Elephant Divine Power within him, a slight smile appeared on his lips.

After this session of secluded cultivation, he finally had some capital to slightly challenge an Initial Stage Emperor Strong.

Although there is still a gap compared to Emperor Donghuang Xuanyi, someone of an Evil Level, he surely won’t fall short when compared to those Young Emperor strong ones. He might even reverse kill the so-called Top Ten Young Emperors using his combat wisdom, and it’s not without possibility.

Achieving a combat power comparable to Top Ten Young Emperor level, entering the Hunting Battlefield would certainly be more than enough, and he also has the qualification to contend for a better rank.

Ling Feng stretched long and stood with his body tall, prepared to leave the Cultivation Room. Counting the days, today should be the last deadline for the quota selection.

With cultivation concluded, Ling Feng opened the Stone Gate, and a gust of cold frost hit him in the face.

Noble in white akin to snow, weaving mist and haze, descended to the ground, highlighting an otherworldly exceptional Frost Goddess.

An unrivaled face that causes flowers to lose color, breathtakingly extraordinary, she does not resemble mortal women.

"It’s you."

Ling Feng raised his sword-like eyebrows; the world-class beauty standing before him is none other than Qing Ping Fairy.

"Why, Senior Sister Yu actually came to receive me in person?" Ling Feng said with a faint smile.

"Ling Feng, Senior Brother Qin will soon emerge from secluded cultivation; please return to the sect and kneel to welcome him, to apologize!"

Qing Ping Fairy gave Ling Feng a deep look, a complex expression flashing in her beautiful eyes, and she gritted her teeth, saying, "As long as you apologize to him, I will plead on your behalf and let Senior Brother Qin deal lightly."

Ling Feng rolled his eyes; this woman, aside from this point, can be considered normal, but this one thing annoys him endlessly.

"I say, Senior Sister Yu, is this matter not over?"

Ling Feng sighed softly; after some joint battles alongside Yu Qing Ping, a bit of camaraderie developed between them. Were it not for necessity, he wouldn’t want to strain the relationship.

Qing Ping Fairy gritted her teeth, saying solemnly, "This matter must not simply be bypassed. You used Senior Brother Qin’s Spirit Core without permission and must apologize to him."

"Then there’s nothing more to talk about."

Ling Feng shrugged nonchalantly, saying, "If he wants to cause me trouble, let him come to me personally! Even if it’s just a mere Young Emperor, even if the King of Heaven came, he wouldn’t have the qualifications!"

With that, Ling Feng strode off, unwilling to deal with this woman any longer.

"You... can’t you just make a concession for once! Just for... for my sake! As long as you apologize to Senior Brother Qin, I guarantee you won’t face repercussions!"

Qing Ping Fairy clenched her powdery fists, shouting at Ling Feng’s receding back.

"I am innocent, why should I apologize?"

Ling Feng turned back, glanced at Qing Ping Fairy, and said slowly, "Senior Sister Yu, I don’t understand why you regard that Unrivaled Young Emperor as your faith. But if he wants me, Ling Feng, to submit, let him speak with strength!"

"You..."

Qing Ping Fairy bit her silver teeth, her brows slightly furrowed, "You are absolutely no match for Senior Brother Qin!"

"Then let’s find out!"

Ling Feng laughed heartily towards the sky, turned and walked away, leaving Qing Ping Fairy alone behind him.

A Young Emperor strong one, so what?

His destined adversary is the high-standing Godly beings, the rulers of the Immortal Domain.

Mere Young Emperor, not qualified to make him kneel and apologize, not even the Supreme Leader!

...

Leaving the Cultivation Room, Ling Feng returned to his residence, only to find all his teammates were absent, not just them, even other teams’ Inner Sect Elite disciples were also gone, rendering the place especially desolate.

"Did they all go to participate in the Hunting Battlefield selection?"

Ling Feng touched his nose, thinking it was understandable as the war with the Barbarian Clan is nearing its end, and the outcome of the Hunting Battlefield will also determine the meritorious achievements of this batch of Inner Sect elite disciples.

If one can’t even enter the Hunting Battlefield, they surely wouldn’t stand a chance at the sect’s substantial rewards, let alone earning a promise from the Supreme Leader.

This time’s Hunting Battlefield, both Barbarian Clan and Hall of Conquest will dispatch one hundred strong individuals; anyone below the age of fifty, not exceeding the second level of Heavenly Destiny Realm has an opportunity to participate.

The criterion of under fifty years gives hope to those Inner Sect elites.

After all, those senior elite disciples, strong as they may be, but most of them have already surpassed this age, just a bit of extra effort could give them a chance to compete for one of those hundred slots.

Just then, a familiar voice came from behind, Ling Feng turned to see it was the gutsy fellow Lin Mu.

"Hey, Brother Ling, you’re finally out of seclusion! It’s worth the wait, come on, let me take you to the selection!"

Lin Mu walked quickly to Ling Feng’s side, brazenly draping an arm over the shoulder, Ling Feng pursed his lips, knowing this guy’s usual demeanor, not bothering to say much.

"By the way, did everyone go for the selection already, how were the results?"

Lin Mu’s expression turned slightly unnatural, sighed, "Not too good, those damned senior elites are deliberately targeting us, originally following the rules, picking five opponents randomly, winning three out of five would qualify, but our teammates, no matter who they picked, ended up facing exceptionally strong opponents. I was hit hard, eliminated with three consecutive defeats."

"This selection, can they deliberately target?"

Ling Feng frowned slightly, somewhat incredulous.

"Why not, those senior elite disciples beyond the age are responsible for hosting the selection, tell them in advance, and targeting us is a breeze. Damn, it’s very likely that despicable Donghuang Xuanyi, the bastard, Emperor level yet petty like a wench!"

"That might not be the case."

Ling Feng shook his head slowly, "Outer appearances arise from the heart, Donghuang Xuanyi, supremely arrogant, his Fist Technique is bright and upright, bold and generous style, in my opinion, he would disdain using such petty tactics, rather that crafty Yuwen Liang by his side, resembles a sinister figure!"

"No different from each other!"

Lin Mu clenched his fists; although he didn’t harbor much expectation for being selected, losing three rounds consecutively did hurt his confidence.

"I’ve been out early, so I came back to find you first! Hmph, those damned scoundrels, only Brother Ling can teach them a lesson!"

Lin Mu, visibly upset, clenched his fists tightly in fury.

"You, if only you exerted more effort usually, you wouldn’t face such a defeat."

Ling Feng shook his head with a smile, Lin Mu possessed remarkable talent, otherwise, the Turtle Saint would not have taken notice of him, but the person was too lazy, practicing sparingly.

Nonetheless, he reached Human Emperor realm swiftly, being the Earth Spirit Hall Master’s brother, half-disciple of Turtle Saint, with abundant resources.

This illustrates the importance of background; enough resources, even a pig could be nurtured into a "Pig Emperor"!