The Art of Chaotic Divinity-Chapter 1125: Meeting Fatty Huang Again

For Zifeng, molting and evolving was a joyous process. For Ling Feng, however, waiting for it to end was nothing but tedious.

He casually stored Zifeng and the Ice Lin inside the Five Elements Heavenly Palace, then returned to Weiling City with Tuoba Yan.

To go back to the city after offending the young master of the Tiejian Sect was nothing short of reckless courage.

After provoking the sect time and again, even killing several disciples of its Enforcement Hall in broad daylight, it was no surprise that by the next morning his portraits covered the city walls.

A reward was posted too. Anyone who reported his whereabouts would be paid, and whoever captured him alive would receive five hundred thousand elemental crystals.

Of course, Tiejian Sect's young master shamelessly concealed one detail. Nowhere in the notice did it mention the demon emperor Ling Feng was with.

A bounty that high would stir up trouble from every corner. The man who had stolen his Ice Lin would have no peace.

The sect only needed to wait until its elders returned. Then old debts and new could be settled all at once!

...

Yun Lai Inn.

Knock. Knock. Knock.

There was knocking on the door. Ling Feng lifted his hand and made a pulling motion. A fat middle-aged man, escorted by several trembling attendants, shuffled inside. Cold sweat dripped down his face.

"The innkeeper himself? What brings you here in person today?"

Ling Feng tapped the table lightly and gave a faint smile. "What is this? Have you come to earn the Tiejian Sect's bounty as well?"

"I would not dare!"

The innkeeper mopped his forehead again and again. "My young ancestor, our humble inn cannot host a god of slaughter like you. If you stay any longer, my business will be destroyed!"

In less than half a day this "god of slaughter" had already butchered three or four groups of martial artists who came to catch him.

The innkeeper could have borne it if he had kept low. Instead, he flaunted his wanted posters everywhere, as if afraid others might not know he was the fugitive who had slain Tiejian Sect disciples.

To be wanted and still carry oneself with such arrogance was unheard of.

"I see."

Ling Feng raised an eyebrow. His goal was already accomplished. It was unwise to keep drawing attention. Even if the Second Miss Feng had noticed him, she might not dare approach under such pressure.

"Very well. I will check out. How should we settle the rent?"

He looked at the innkeeper with an easy smile.

"My young ancestor, I would gladly pay you to leave instead!"

The innkeeper bowed repeatedly in gratitude.

Soon after, with the "farewell" of the entire staff, the "god of slaughter" finally departed the inn.

Tuoba Yan shook her head as she watched Ling Feng's figure vanish. "That innkeeper truly suffered eight lifetimes of bad luck to have you as a guest."

"What can I say? His inn was in the perfect place to attract attention."

Ling Feng smiled faintly. At that moment countless eyes were fixed on him, hungry for the Tiejian Sect's reward. Yet whether they tried poison, hidden weapons, or brute force, not one of them could touch even the corner of his robes.

Under the Boundless Vision, every one of them was already a target. The roles of hunter and prey had been reversed.

"It is time to shake them off."

In the next instant Ling Feng's figure blurred and vanished into an alley. Moments later, at that very spot, a tall burly man carrying an enormous bow appeared.

This man was Ling Feng in disguise.

He had slipped into the Five Elements Heavenly Palace and erased his aura completely. Using the Eight Desolations Body Refinement Art, he reshaped his build into this new form. With the Five Element Ring he converted all his elemental qi into fire. Even face to face, no one would recognize him as the man on the wanted posters.

As for Tuoba Yan, she was safely hidden within the Five Elements Heavenly Palace.

Ling Feng narrowed his eyes. A familiar figure had appeared.

Fatty Huang!

Back on the Battlefield of the Gods and Demons, Feng Yan had been accompanied by two people: a fat man with a compass and a girl in blue named Lan Yingying. (See Chapter 680: Sky-Imprisonment Finger, Feng Yan)

Fatty Huang's features were hard to forget, and Ling Feng remembered him clearly.

Among the many who were watching, one pair of eyes belonged to Fatty Huang.

As someone close to Feng Yan, he ought to know something.

"It seems I should meet Fatty Huang first."

Ling Feng's gaze sharpened, and in the blink of an eye he was gone.

...

Behind a rooftop eave[1].

A plump figure crouched in the shadows, muttering nervously, "Damn it. How could that guy vanish just like that?"

"Oh? Brother Huang, were you looking for me?"

The sudden voice beside Fatty Huang's ear made him leap in fright.

He turned and saw a huge man with a great bow slung across his back, smiling faintly at him.

"Ah! Pervert!"

Fatty Huang instinctively crossed his arms over his chest and backed away. "Who are you? What do you want?"

"Ugh..."

Ling Feng's lips twitched. What kind of thoughts were running through this man's head?

"Ahem."

Ling Feng cleared his throat and said as calmly as he could, "Brother Huang, it is me, Ling Feng! Did you really not recognize me just because I changed my build a little?"

"Ling Feng?"

Fatty Huang squinted at him, studying carefully. Looking closely, he could indeed make out Ling Feng's features.

"Brother Ling, it really is you!"

He clapped his hands. "With a disguise like that, even ghosts would be fooled."

"This is not the time for jokes. Brother Huang, I traveled from Tianbai Empire to Tiansheng Empire to visit Brother Feng, but I heard something happened with the Feng family and Brother Feng disappeared without a trace. What exactly happened?"

Ling Feng frowned and asked quietly.

"Ah, that's a long story."

Fatty Huang sighed. "This is not the place to talk. Let me take you to the Second Miss, and I will explain everything there."

"So the Second Miss is with you."

Ling Feng rubbed his nose. As expected, she had managed to slip past Tiejian Sect's eyes with Fatty Huang's help. His cultivation might be unremarkable, but his mastery of geomantic[2] arts was extraordinary. If he wished to hide someone, few could ever find them.

"It is not just me. Yingying is with us too!"

Fatty Huang grinned. "Now that we have your help, Young Master Feng will surely be saved!"

Saved?

Ling Feng's eyelids twitched. As he thought, Feng Yan's disappearance was anything but simple. The Feng family must have fallen into an immense crisis.

If he wanted the Blood Jade Spring Flower, obtaining it would take no small effort!

1. 屋檐 (Wūyán) - Eave: the lower edge of a roof that sticks out beyond the wall of a building. Not common in everyday conversation, usually you would say "the edge of the roof" instead. ☜

2. The raw text used 堪舆 (kānyú) - a classical Chinese term for geomancy (It's like feng shui but broader, and in this context = interpreting landscapes and energy flows to determine the best hiding spot) ☜