The Art of Chaotic Divinity-Chapter 939: The Ling Bloodline

After Yan Cangtian's emotions settled, Ling Feng took his leave and returned to General Weiyuan's mansion.

Upon arrival, he went straight into seclusion within his study. Three full days and nights passed before he finally emerged.

During that time, the director of Tianwei Academy, having learned of Ling Feng's retreat, sent all the competition rewards directly to his residence.

As for the Fourth Prince and Yan Jinghong, they vanished without a trace. After the tournament ended, Yan Jinghong left the imperial capital. Perhaps he returned to the Yan family in the Eastern Capital. Perhaps he went elsewhere in search of a breakthrough. No one knew for certain.

But no one cared where a failure went.

Such was the reality of the world.

The Fourth Prince's Royal Sword Team now stood on the verge of collapse. Xuanyuan Pozhen, disgusted by the prince's underhanded schemes, had already withdrawn. With Yan Jinghong gone as well, the once-proud Royal Sword Team now existed in name only.

Perhaps some other member of the imperial family would eventually rise to take the Fourth Prince's place and rebuild the team, but that would not happen overnight.

There was no denying the truth. Tianfeng Sword Team's victory over the Royal Sword Team had sent shockwaves through the imperial capital and even rattled the royal court.

Soon after, Tianwei Academy publicly announced that Ling Feng, Jiang Xiaofan, and Li Bufan would be exceptionally promoted to Sky-Tier students. Given their performance, no one dared raise objections.

When Ling Feng finally opened the doors to his study, the mansion's "chief steward", Su Hongxiu, rushed to meet him. She immediately began reporting everything that had taken place during his seclusion.

Each day, countless visitors had gathered outside the general's gates, desperate to curry favor. Nobles and powerful families tried every method imaginable to win his approval.

They offered beauties, treasures, rare herbs, secret manuals, vast sums of wealth...

Ling Feng had replaced Yan Jinghong as the empire's newest legend, and that title alone was enough to drive people mad.

As Su Hongxiu recited the endless stream of visitors, Ling Feng let out a helpless sigh and shook his head.

"Hongxiu, just turn them away. There's no need to report every name to me."

"Understood." She gave a quick nod.

"Anything else?" Ling Feng asked, his voice tinged with impatience.

"General Cai has sent five invitations asking for you to visit his estate," Su Hongxiu said, sticking out her tongue slightly.

"General Cai?"

Ling Feng paused, then recalled what he had forgotten. His recent focus on studying The Profound Art of Acupuncture and Moxibustion had caused him to overlook the promise he had made to Tiger Awe General Cai Yong.

"That was careless of me. Let him know I'll visit first thing tomorrow."

"Mhmm." Su Hongxiu nodded and quickly took her leave.

"Phew..."

Ling Feng let out a long breath and gave a wry smile.

"So this is what they mean when they say people fear fame and pigs fear fattening."

At some point, Tuoba Yan walked over. A faintly teasing look played across her face.

Ling Feng rolled his eyes and said indifferently, "Since when did you start making jokes?"

Tuoba Yan did not answer. She simply gave Ling Feng a glance.

After three days of seclusion, something about his aura had changed. It felt as though something had been added, yet something else had been lost.

In short, he had become even more unfathomable.

Though Tuoba Yan could not quite identify what had changed, she sensed that the current Ling Feng could insta-kill opponents like the Fourth Prince effortlessly.

This intuition was disturbingly strong.

During his three days in seclusion, Ling Feng had not only studied medical scripture. He had also used the Eye of the Emperor to unravel the secrets hidden within The Art of Chaotic Divinity.

The second volume did in fact contain the method for awakening the Asura's Eye and condensing its divine inscriptions.

After repeated attempts, Ling Feng could now activate the Asura's Eye while remaining conscious. True mastery, however, was still far off.

The Asura's Eye had one core requirement: fury!

The deeper his rage, the more powerful it became. Yet that power came at a price, for the stronger the Asura's Eye grew, the harder it became to control.

Walking that fine line between strength and madness required precision and willpower.

So far, Ling Feng had grasped two divine inscriptions from the Asura Eye.

The first Asura divine inscription: Bloodthirsty Fury.

This divine inscription allowed the Asura's Eye to remain active. In this state, Ling Feng's physical prowess increased tenfold. It was the very reason he had once slaughtered tenth-level of Qi Formation Realm cultivators so easily during his initial, uncontrollable awakening.

The second Asura divine inscription: Asura Slaying Domain.

A terrifying ability he had triggered by accident in the past. Whenever the Asura's Eye activated, he would lose all sense of self and become a mindless beast driven solely by slaughter. The Asura Slaying Domain functioned much like a true domain. Within it, the more Ling Feng killed, the more his power grew until nothing living remained in its reach.

Unlike the Heavenly Dao Eye or Human Dao Eye, the Asura Eye existed solely for destruction.

The Heavenly Dao Clan had once stood at the pinnacle of the world, their bloodline unmatched, their talents unparalleled. Precisely because of this, the other divine clans had united to destroy them.

These past few days, Ling Feng had followed the teachings of The Art of Chaotic Divinity in his cultivation. The Heavenly Dao divine inscription and the Human Dao divine inscription were both close to fully condensing. However, progress with the Asura's Eye remained painfully slow.

Perhaps the power of the Asura's Eye could only truly awaken through battle and bloodshed.

Aside from The Art of Chaotic Divinity, the second volume of The Profound Art of Acupuncture and Moxibustion also contained detailed records of the Ling family's bloodline.

Long ago, the Ling clan had been a branch of the Heavenly Dao Clan. During the massacre that wiped out the main family, the Lings sent a few descendants to the lower realms, hoping they might one day reclaim their legacy.

Unfortunately, their descendants lacked the necessary talent. As generations passed, fewer and fewer could awaken the Emperor's Eye.

In a strange twist of fate, this decline in power allowed the bloodline to survive, for without power, they drew no attention.

After thousands of years, a genius with perfect Blood of the Emperor finally emerged. But before he could rise, the Heaven-Patrolling Angels descended and crushed that hope at once. ƒгeewebnovёl_com

When they discovered rumors of surviving remnants in the lower realms, the Heaven-Patrolling Clan sent Heaven-Patrolling Angels to finish the job.

Many years later, another pure-blooded heir appeared. He founded a great empire on the Central Continent.

But once again, the angels came. The Ling clan was nearly annihilated.

Those who survived scattered across the land. Some gave up martial cultivation entirely and turned to medicine.

Though they rose to prominence in that field, the clan never settled in one place for long, always moving, always hiding. That tradition lasted until Ling Feng's grandfather's time.

The record ended there. As of Ling Feng's father, there was no mention at all...

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