Chaos Heavenly Emperor Technique-Chapter 1521 - 1522: The Real and Fake Ling Feng!

"Hmph, Yaan Jinghong, oh Yaan Jinghong, do you really despise me so deeply?"

Ling Feng shook his head. Given his current cultivation and mindset, if Feeng Yan hadn’t found the East Spirit Immortal Pond and told him about the events in the Sky White Empire, he would have completely forgotten who Yaan Jinghong even was.

Unexpectedly, Yaan Jinghong’s hatred for him ran so deep.

"Alas, in any case, I should first head into the city to gather some news. I wonder how Elder Yan, Elder Deng, and Miss Yue are doing now?"

With a light sigh, Ling Feng descended from the sky, using the Eight Desolate Body Forging Technique to slightly alter his physique. His muscles bulged all over as he donned a short animal-skin tunic and slung the Yi Divine Bow over his back. At a glance, he resembled a hunter in the woods, a stark contrast to his original appearance.

In this way, even those quite familiar with Ling Feng wouldn’t recognize him at first glance.

After making all these changes, Ling Feng swaggered towards the city gate.

The guard at the gate held a wanted poster, comparing Ling Feng for a moment, before impatiently saying, "Go in, go in, reeking of beast skin—everyone seems to be rushing to the Imperial City these days!"

Ling Feng shrugged, saying nothing. Now, he appeared at least a head taller and older than the youthful Ling Feng, making it hard to connect him to his younger self.

Once inside the city, the Imperial City no longer held its former bustling grandeur. The streets were sparsely populated, with merchants seemingly out of business and huddled at home, hoping to avoid misfortune.

Everywhere in the city were squads of soldiers capturing people. They seemed to have realized Ling Feng wasn’t in the city, so they just detained people to extort some benefits. Those who could pay were released, while those who couldn’t were taken back and beaten.

Such things weren’t uncommon, especially during such troubled times.

"Halt!"

Just then, a commotion arose from the front. A group of soldiers surrounded a young lad in servant attire, ready to strike. Terrified, the lad knelt, kowtowing repeatedly and begging for mercy.

"Sirs, I’m truly not Ling Feng. How could I be Ling Feng? Please spare me, please!"

The young lad pleaded continuously, while the surrounding soldiers laughed heartily.

A scar-faced man, apparently a little captain, strode forward and kicked the lad to the ground. "Kid, you say you’re not Ling Feng, but do you have any proof?"

The lad, disoriented from the kick, struggled to get up. He whispered, "If I were Ling Feng, would I need to endure your... oppression..."

"How dare you? Are you accusing us of oppressing you? Still claiming you’re not a rebel?"

The scar-faced captain slapped the lad hard, about to knock him to the ground, when a strong hand gripped his hand tightly. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t move it at all.

The captain looked up sharply, only to see a hunter-like man grinning foolishly at him, speaking in a dialect, "Brother, this little brother of mine really isn’t Ling Feng! That Ling Feng, I’ve heard of him. I heard he used to be a general."

"Hmph, stinking hunter, what business is it of yours?"

The little captain’s face turned blue with pain from Ling Feng’s grip on his wrist, and he hastily tried to shake Ling Feng off.

Ling Feng smiled lightly, releasing the little captain, and said with a grin, "I mean no harm. This little brother of mine is a distant relative. How about this, I have a few Demon inner cores here. If you fine sirs don’t mind, you can take them!"

"Hmm?"

The captain’s eyelids twitched. Demon inner cores were valuable, and considering the hunter could deal with Demons, he must have some skill. If they started a fight, they might not gain anything.

"Well..."

The captain looked at Ling Feng’s bulging bag of demon cores and nodded. "Alright, since you know the ropes, men, fall back!"

With that, he grabbed the bag of cores from Ling Feng, then swaggered away with the soldiers.

But after only a few steps, the captain opened the bag only to find stones instead of demon cores!

"Bastard! How dare you mock us!"

Furious, the captain was about to go back and settle the score with Ling Feng. But when he turned around, Ling Feng was nowhere to be seen.

"Damn it! That stinking hunter, if I ever see him again, I’ll lock him up and whip him! I’m furious, absolutely furious!!!"

Little did he know, the hunter who tricked him was actually the number one wanted criminal, Ling Feng!

The real Ling Feng!

...

In a relatively secluded alley, Ling Feng put the young lad down and said plainly, "Alright, we’ve lost them here. Farewell!"

"W-wait a moment!"

The young lad cried out, "Hero, you’ve done a good deed, but can you help just a little longer? The young master of our family is seriously ill, and I was sent to fetch a doctor. Who knew I would run into those bastards? If I can’t bring a doctor back, our young master might be in danger. Hero, if you’re willing to help me fetch a doctor, the West City Lin Family will be eternally grateful!"

He was probably afraid of running into those soldiers again on his own, fearing he might not be so lucky then.

"West City Lin Family? Lin Family’s Casino?"

Ling Feng’s eyelid twitched slightly as he focused on the young lad.

"Yes, yes, the Lin Family’s Casino, but..." The lad’s face darkened slightly, "But now, the casino is gone."

Ling Feng frowned, unable to resist asking, "The young master you mentioned, is it that little girl Ling’er?"

(PS: The Lin Family’s Casino is the family power of "Gambler" Lin Mochen of the Sky Peak Sword Team. There are also two sisters in the family, Lin Moyao and Lin Moyun. Ling’er is Lin Moyun’s daughter. See Chapters 435 to 439 for more details: ’Demon Transformation Elixir Recipe!’ to ’Lin Family Crisis!’)

"Yes, yes, it’s Ling’er. Hero, why do you seem so familiar with our Lin Family?"

The young lad showed a hint of delight. If the master in front of him was acquainted with the Lin Family, he would surely assist.

"I have some past acquaintance with your Lin Family. Let’s go, take me to the Lin Family." Ling Feng sighed softly. To think, he had gotten along well with little Ling’er, even promising to visit her often. But due to various reasons, he didn’t manage to say goodbye to her when he left the Sky White Empire. 𝒻𝑟𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝑛𝘰𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝘤𝘰𝘮

"Uh, hero, haven’t we... fetched the doctor?" the lad stammered.

"No need, I have some medical knowledge, it should be enough."

Ling Feng smiled faintly. With him being a Divine Country Imperial Doctor, what need was there for another doctor? Truly laughable!