The Art of Chaotic Divinity-Chapter 803: Three Thousand Great Daos

"Life withers and flourishes with the seasons, and the Withering and Flourishing Dao grants mastery over the passage of time. When wielded, it can even drain the lifespan of others. Unfortunately, my ancestor's cultivation was too shallow—he recklessly invoked its power and suffered a severe backlash, aging and rejuvenating by the day, caught in an endless cycle of youth and decay until it ultimately claimed his life."

Gu Tengfeng sighed softly. "Had it not been for that, my Gu family might have produced a great emperor expert."

Ling Feng's eyelids twitched slightly. The Withering and Flourishing Dao... stealing lifespans...

Isn't that exactly what Zifeng has been capable of all along? Could it be that little guy was born with an innate comprehension of one of the Three Thousand Great Daos?

That little creature's origins must be truly extraordinary!

"Anyway, Ling Feng, with your three hundred military honor points, you can enter the Ancient Tower Grove three times! Though, to be honest, the first visit usually yields the greatest rewards. Subsequent trips tend to be less effective."

Gu Tengfeng couldn't hide his envy. His own father, Gu Xichao, had spent half his life on the battlefield, and even he probably hadn't accumulated as many honor points as Ling Feng had in one go!

Ling Feng smiled faintly. "This mission was a joint effort. The merits and rewards belong to everyone."

He took out three million elemental crystals, along with the armor and weapons, and said calmly, "Captain, you handle the distribution—I won't be taking any of it. The Silverwing Griffins will serve another purpose. As for the honor points, I'll keep one hundred, while the remaining two hundred can be shared among the rest of you."

"Holy—Brother Feng! Can I kiss you!" Yu Sixian immediately whooped, throwing his arms around Ling Feng and puckering up.

Ling Feng shoved him away, his forehead twitching with frustration. "Keep this up, and you can kiss your rewards goodbye!"

"Heheh..." Yu Sixian grinned. "Then how about I gift you my collector's edition? The artwork is absolutely top-notch—"

Thud!

Before he could finish, Gu Tengfeng punched him square in the face, sending him reeling.

"Hahaha! Serves you right!"

Xue Xiaolin clapped her hands in delight. This pervert deserved every bit of it!

The others burst into laughter too—even the usually icy Li Bufan and Tuoba Yan cracked faint smiles.

Thanks to jokers like Yu Sixian and Lin Mochen, the East Court's Sword Team always had a lively atmosphere.

"Ling Feng, the other rewards can be divided, but the three hundred honor points are tied directly to your position as General Weiyuan. If you want to distribute them, two conditions must be met: First, the recipient must hold the rank of general. Second, it requires official registration with the military's internal affairs department. It's not as simple as just saying so."

"That complicated?" Ling Feng couldn't help but grimace.

Gu Tengfeng patted his shoulder. "Just having the thought is enough, brother."

The others nodded in agreement. Ling Feng's character was beyond reproach—when it came to friends, he was nothing short of loyal.

"Anyway, once we're back at Tianwei Academy, there's still more rewards waiting! This time, it's a truckload of Tianwei points. I'm gonna break through fifty-five meridian gates in one go!"

Ye Nanfeng clenched his fists, eyes gleaming with determination.

As they spoke, the teleportation passage reached its end. A bright light flashed before their eyes, and in the next moment, they found themselves outside the array, back at the Qianji Pavilion.

"Everyone's worked hard. Go rest up. Gong Cheng and I will handle the mission debrief."

Gu Tengfeng smiled faintly. With the military's official documentation, their success in handling the Blood Spirit Corpse crisis was undeniable. The rewards for this mission were bound to be generous.

"I'm not tired. I'll go with you."

Xue Xiaolin bit her lip and followed Gu Tengfeng, shooting him a sharp glare.

"Captain, I'm actually pretty beat. Let Xiaolin go with you."

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Gong Cheng wasn't one to kill the mood. With a laugh, he made up an excuse and left first.

"Uh..."

Gu Tengfeng scratched the back of his head awkwardly, his face flushing slightly.

"Hmph! It's not like I'm going to eat you!" Xue Xiaolin rolled her eyes. This blockhead is hopeless.

"Haha! Captain, enjoy your alone time!"

Yu Sixian winked at Gu Tengfeng, and the others dispersed with knowing smiles.

Ling Feng escorted Mu Qianxue back to her quarters before heading straight for Yan Cangtian's medicinal herb garden.

...

Half a day later.

A roar erupted from the medicinal herb garden.

"Three hundred honor points?! Kid, you didn't misspeak, did you? It was three, right?"

Seeing Yan Cangtian's eyes nearly popping out of his head, Ling Feng pursed his lips. "It's three hundred. What's the big deal?"

Yan Cangtian's face twitched before he burst into laughter. "You little monster! Do you have any idea how long Deng Xian spent in the military before earning his first honor point? A whole decade!"

"Uh..." Ling Feng's eyelid jumped. He'd known military honors were hard to come by, but he hadn't realized they were "this" rare.

Just as he was about to say something comforting, Yan Cangtian cackled. "Hahaha! If that old coot finds out you casually racked up three hundred points, he'll be so embarrassed he'll want to dig a hole and hide! Hahaha... No, no—I have to go rub it in his face. His expression will be priceless!"

"Uh..."

Ling Feng almost coughed up blood. He silently sympathized with General Deng—having a friend like this was truly an unfortunate stroke of fate.