The Art of Chaotic Divinity-Chapter 759: Ling Feng the God of Wealth

"Senior brothers, I concede defeat."

Ling Feng withdrew the Eradicator of Realms and clasped his hands in salute to Luo Hong and the others. Though they had been opponents on stage, they were still fellow students from the same academy.

"Nonsense, it was clearly Brother Ling who went easy on us." Luo Hong was no fool—he knew Ling Feng's strength completely overwhelmed theirs. Had Ling Feng gone all out, they would likely have suffered severe injuries.

"We thought we could win at least one round with the Mystic Eight-Array Diagram as our trump card, but we miscalculated."

Luo Hong sighed. Who would have thought that every member of East Court's Sword Team, aside from Ling Feng, was equally formidable?

Meanwhile, Gu Tengfeng and Li Bufan returned to Gong Cheng's side. Gu Tengfeng gave Gong Cheng several hearty slaps on the shoulder, laughing heartily. "Haha, good thing you saw through their plan early, or we'd have been in real trouble!"

Gong Cheng rubbed his sore shoulder, grimacing. "Boss Gu, words are enough—no need for physical encouragement, it's painful you know!"

"Ahahaha..."

Gu Tengfeng roared with laughter. After years of early eliminations, they had finally made it to the finals. His heart swelled with nothing but excitement!

After a brief break, the second match between East Court's Sword Team and Central Court's Second Team commenced.

With their trump card already exposed, Liang Xiao no longer held back, directly setting up the Mystic Eight-Array Diagram in the offense-defense zone. This meant any East Court member entering that zone would inevitably be trapped in the array.

However, entering with or without preparation was a world of difference.

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After some back-and-forth, Ling Feng used his Eye of the Emperor to locate the Mystic Eight-Array Diagram's life gate, and the match concluded shortly after.

East Court's Sword Team once again secured a 2:0 victory over Central Court's Second Team, maintaining their flawless record in the point competition.

Next came the match between North Court's Sword Team and South Court's Sword Team...

...

By sunset, the second round of the point competition had concluded.

First place went to East Court's Sword Team, with four wins and four points.

Second place was Central Court's Second Team, having only lost to East Court once, earning three points.

North Court's Sword Team took third with two points.

South Court's Sword Team ranked fourth with one point.

Central Court's Third Team ended in fifth with zero points.

Ultimately, the three teams advancing to the final championship round were Central Court's Sword Team, Central Court's Second Team, and East Court's Sword Team.

While East Court's rise had been expected, Central Court's Second Team making it to the finals showcased Central Court's formidable strength. If their second team was this powerful, their first team's prowess was unimaginable.

The climactic battle between East Court's Sword Team and Central Court's Sword Team had become the focal point for all spectators.

Unfortunately, this ultimate showdown would have to wait three more days.

...

After the competition, Gu Tengfeng gathered everyone to strategize for the upcoming finals.

Central Court's Sword Team was in a league of their own—a powerhouse long representing Tianwei Academy against the other three great academies. Every member was an elite among elites.

Their goal was to challenge the Royal Sword Team, and this was no place for missteps.

Especially with Ling Feng's wager against Yan Jinghong at stake, this battle was one they couldn't afford to lose—no matter the cost!

For the next three days, everyone made every second count—training alone, sparring on the practice fields, or studying formations with Gong Cheng.

Ling Feng, however, remained engrossed in alchemy, refining pill formulas from the discarded pills of the ancient Huangji Sect. Astonishingly, he had deciphered complete recipes for 30-40% of them.

Beyond that, he immersed himself in the Southern Bright Flames Art gifted by the Sword Maniac. His Daoist Art of Heavenly Fire was derived from this fire-control technique, and incorporating new insights from it greatly enhanced his alchemical prowess.

"Sect Leader! Sect Leader!"

Just then, Su Hongxiu's voice called from outside. Ling Feng's eyelids twitched—this girl rarely sought him out at Yan Cangtian's medicinal herb garden. Her urgent arrival likely meant something important.

Hurrying to the door, he found Su Hongxiu panting, her face flushed. "Sect Leader, someone from the Tianmeng Chamber of Commerce has come to see you. They claim to be sent by Supreme Elder He."

"Supreme Elder He?"

Ling Feng rubbed his nose. Among the Tianmeng's supreme elders, he only knew He Yuanzhi and Feng Wuhen.

"Where are they?" Ling Feng asked casually.

"At... at Tianxuan Garden." Su Hongxiu gasped for breath, clearly winded from running. Her cultivation was still too shallow—he'd have to refine some suitable pills for her when he had time to boost her strength.

"Mhmm." Ling Feng nodded, gripping Su Hongxiu's shoulder. He exchanged a glance with Tuoba Yan nearby before flashing toward Tianxuan Garden.

Soon, Ling Feng arrived at Tianxuan Garden to find a crowd of Tianmeng members in uniform guarding the entrance, surrounded by curious Tianwei Academy students buzzing with speculation.

"Mr. Ling!"

The Tianmeng members immediately bowed respectfully upon seeing him, not daring to show the slightest discourtesy.

Ling Feng rubbed his nose and led Su Hongxiu and Tuoba Yan inside, where the courtyard was filled with crates and chests—all packed with top-grade elemental stones and crystals.

A familiar figure stepped forward to greet him: Master Jing Xuan!

Supreme Elder Yuanzhi had thoughtfully sent someone Ling Feng was acquainted with.

"Hahaha..."

Master Jing Xuan patted his round belly, beaming as he approached Ling Feng. "Young friend Ling Feng, we meet again."

"Master Jing Xuan, my apologies for not greeting you sooner—I was preoccupied with alchemy." Ling Feng clasped his hands in a fist-and-palm salute.

"No worries, no worries!" Master Jing Xuan chuckled, his eyes crinkling into crescents. "These top-grade elemental stones and crystals are your 70% share of the profits from our recent grand auction, where we sold those ancient pill formulas and pills. Please accept them."

"Oh?" Ling Feng's eyebrows rose slightly. He hadn't expected ancient pill formulas to sell so well—the courtyard was packed with crates of top-grade elemental stones and crystals!

"As for the profits from the sky-tier arts auction, those are still being tallied and will be delivered to you later. The Tianmeng Chamber of Commerce prides itself on fairness—you can rest assured of that."

Master Jing Xuan grinned, practically treating Ling Feng as his personal god of wealth. This was a golden goose he intended to cherish.

Ling Feng smiled faintly and waved a hand, storing all the crates in his platinum storage spirit ring. With such a treasure, he could afford to be extravagant!

"Ah, one more thing—Supreme Elder Yuanzhi specifically asked me to relay a message." Master Jing Xuan lowered his voice. "According to reports from our branches, that black donkey was chased all the way to the Western Wilderness and seems to have stayed in the area since."

"Mhmm, I see. Please convey my gratitude to Supreme Elder Yuanzhi."

Ling Feng nodded. He had indeed asked He Yuanzhi to investigate the despicable donkey's whereabouts. But why would that creature, who hated the arid Western Wilderness, choose to linger there? It was truly perplexing!