The Art of Chaotic Divinity-Chapter 1455: Not Qualified

Three days passed in the blink of an eye.

Ling Feng slowly woke from his cultivation. As he felt the overwhelming vitality and the fierce, domineering Dragon-Elephant Divine Strength surging through his body, a faint smile rose on his lips.

After this period of seclusion, he finally had the foundation to stand his ground against an early-tier Great Emperor.

He was still not on the level of a monster like Donghuang Xuanyi, but compared to those Young Emperor experts, he would not fall short. With his combat instincts and strategy, even turning the tables and defeating one of the Ten Young Emperors was not impossible.

With strength comparable to the Ten Young Emperors, entering the Hunting Battlefield would be more than enough. He could even aim for a higher ranking.

Stretching lazily, Ling Feng stood up and prepared to leave the cultivation chamber. Judging by the time, today should be the final deadline for the selection.

As the stone door opened, a chilling wave of cold qi rushed toward him.

A figure stood outside.

Clad in white robes as pure as snow, her presence flowed like mist. Her long silhouette reached the ground, giving her the aura of an untouchable ice goddess.

Her beauty outshone all flowers. She looked almost unreal, like someone not meant for this mortal world.

"It's you."

Ling Feng raised a brow. The stunning woman before him was none other than Fairy Qingping.

"What, Senior Sister Yu came to welcome me personally?" Ling Feng said with a faint smile.

"Ling Feng, Senior Brother Qin will soon come out of seclusion. You must return to the sect immediately and kneel to welcome him, then apologize!"

Fairy Qingping looked at Ling Feng deeply. A complicated emotion flickered in her eyes as she clenched her teeth. "If you apologize, I will plead for you and ask Senior Brother Qin to show mercy."

Ling Feng rolled his eyes. Aside from this one matter, she was perfectly normal, but this single obsession made him truly annoyed.

"Senior Sister Yu, can't we let this go?"

Ling Feng sighed softly. They had fought side by side before, and there was some understanding between them. Unless he had no choice, he did not want things to turn ugly.

Fairy Qingping clenched her teeth. "Not this matter. You used Senior Brother Qin's spirit core without permission. You must apologize to him."

"Then there's nothing to talk about."

Ling Feng shrugged. "If he wants trouble, let him come to me himself. He's just a Young Emperor. Even if the heavens themselves came, they wouldn't have the right to make me kneel."

With that, Ling Feng turned and walked away without another glance.

"You... can't you give in just once? Think of it as doing it for me. As long as you apologize, I will make sure nothing happens to you!"

Fairy Qingping clenched her fists and called out to his back.

"I did nothing wrong. Why should I apologize?"

Ling Feng turned his head and looked at her calmly. "Senior Sister Yu, I don't understand why you treat that Unrivaled Young Emperor like a belief. If he wants me to bow, let him prove it with strength!"

"You..."

Fairy Qingping bit her lip, her brows knitting together. "You are not his opponent!"

"We'll see."

Ling Feng laughed and walked away, leaving her standing alone behind him.

A Young Emperor expert? So what?

The enemies he would face in the future were beings like gods, rulers of the Immortal Domain.

A mere Young Emperor was not worthy of making him kneel. Even the Unrivaled Young Emperor did not qualify. Not even the sect master himself deserved that!

...

After leaving the cultivation chambers, Ling Feng returned to his residence, only to find it empty.

Not just his teammates. Even the other inner sect teams were nowhere to be seen. The entire place felt unusually quiet.

"They've all gone for the Hunting Battlefield selection?"

Ling Feng rubbed his nose. It made sense. The war with the barbarians was nearing its end, and the Hunting Battlefield would determine the final merits of this batch of inner sect elites.

If they failed to enter the Hunting Battlefield, they would miss out on the sect's generous rewards. The chance to earn a promise from the sect master would also slip away.

This time, both the barbarians and the Hall of War would each send one hundred experts. Anyone under fifty, with cultivation below the second level of the Divine Destiny Realm, had a chance to participate.

That age restriction gave many inner sect elites hope.

The older elite disciples were strong, but most had already exceeded the age limit. With enough effort, there was still a chance to secure one of the hundred spots. 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦

Just as he was thinking, a familiar voice came from behind.

Ling Feng turned around. It was Lin Mu.

"Hey, Brother Ling, you're finally out! I've been waiting here for you. Come on, I'll take you to the selection!"

Lin Mu quickly walked over and casually threw an arm over Ling Feng's shoulder. Ling Feng glanced at him but said nothing. He was already used to it.

"By the way, did the others go for the selection? How did it go?"

Lin Mu's expression turned a little awkward. He sighed. "Not great. Those damn veteran elites are clearly targeting us. According to the rules, we should face five random opponents, and winning three matches secures qualification. But for our team, every opponent we got was ridiculously strong. I had it the worst. I lost three matches straight without scoring a single win. I'm already out."

"They can manipulate the selection like that?"

Ling Feng frowned, slightly doubtful.

"Of course they can. The ones organizing the selection are those veteran elites. All it takes is a few words in advance, and they can easily target us. Damn it, I bet it's that Donghuang Xuanyi. A dignified Great Emperor, yet so petty!"

"Not necessarily him."

Ling Feng shook his head. "A man's nature reflects in his style. Donghuang Xuanyi is extremely proud, and his fist art is open and upright. I doubt he would resort to such methods. The one beside him, Yuwen Liang, looks like the scheming type!"

"They're all the same to me!"

Lin Mu clenched his fists. Even though he did not expect to pass, losing three matches in a row still hurt his confidence.

"I got eliminated early, so I came back to find you. Those bastards will have to rely on you to deal with them!"

Lin Mu gritted his teeth, clearly upset.

"You should train harder in the future. You wouldn't be in this situation otherwise."

Ling Feng smiled and shook his head. Lin Mu had excellent talent, or Saint Gui would not have taken an interest in him. The problem was his laziness. He trained half-heartedly at best.

Even so, he had already reached the Human Emperor realm. With his background as the younger brother of the Hall Master of the Earth Spirit Hall, and as a half-disciple of Saint Gui, he had access to abundant resources.

That was the importance of background.

With enough resources, even a pig could be raised into a "Pig Emperor"!