The Art of Chaotic Divinity

Chapter 8: Give Them a Taste of Their Own Medicine!

After having a meal, Ling Feng was arranged by Duanmu Qingshan in a room inside the bamboo tower on the right side.

The bamboo house was simple. There was almost nothing except for a bamboo bed, a bamboo table, and a few bamboo chairs.

Ling Feng put down the bundle he was carrying, tidied up briefly, and considered it a temporary stay.

He opened the Wenxian Qi Refining Technique and carefully read the incantations and mental cultivation methods inside.

After a while, Ling Feng nodded, his eyes beaming with excitement.

"So, this is how martial artists in the Qi Formation Realm cultivate. No wonder, even after activating the first divine inscription of the Human Dao and absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, I couldn't break through further."

Before arriving at the Wenxian Sect, he had tried to explore cultivation on his own, but unfortunately, he couldn't find the right method. Now, with the Wenxian Qi Refining Technique, he finally knew how to proceed with his cultivation.

"The first divine inscription of the Human Dao, activate!"

Ling Feng took a deep breath, his left eye slightly warmed, and a divine inscription appeared.

His body seemed to transform into the refining furnace for the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and began to absorb the surrounding spiritual energy.

The Wenxian Sect truly lived up to its reputation as a martial arts sect, with an abundance of spiritual energy. The richness of the spiritual energy here was countless times better than the effects experienced outside.

Ling Feng knew he only had thirty breaths of time, and he didn't dare to waste a single second.

"Absorb the spiritual energy, return it to the Qihai acupoint[1]..."

He followed the method outlined in the Qi Refining Technique to circulate true Qi within his body. Thirty breaths quickly passed.

"Breakthrough!"

Ling Feng gritted his teeth, and the true Qi stored in his Qihai acupoint had reached the breakthrough point.

Then, it was as if there was some barrier shattering within the Qihai acupoint. The newly born true qi, like a sharp sword cutting through thorns and thistles, surged powerfully, circulating through his limbs and bones with a more condensed and robust flow.

"Successfully broke through!"

Ling Feng felt joy in his heart, knowing that his true Qi had become stronger. This was the sign of a breakthrough in realms.

His cultivation had directly skipped the second stage of the Qi Formation Realm and reached the third stage of the Qi Formation Realm!

This realm was also the cultivation level of most newly admitted inner sect disciples. If he had tested again, perhaps the treatment would have been completely different.

Ling Feng suppressed the joy in his heart. The thirty breaths of time for today were used up, and from now on, he could only rely on his own efforts to improve.

He slowly exhaled a breath. Although he couldn't continue to use the abilities of the Human Dao Eye, he didn't want to waste time. Any improvement he could make was worth it.

......

The night passed quickly.

Ling Feng brushed off the morning dew from his clothes and slowly stood up from the ground. Overnight, his cultivation had broken through to the third stage of Qi Formation Realm. This rapid improvement gave him a glimmer of hope.

Despite his seemingly average talent and lack of age advantage, as long as Ling Feng dedicated himself to cultivation, he could quickly surpass his peers and leave them far behind.

Ling Feng bowed deeply towards the door, regardless of whether Duanmu Qingshan acknowledged it or not. Since he had imparted the foundational technique to Ling Feng, he was considered Ling Feng's master.

Walking out of the courtyard, Ling Feng went directly to a relatively open bamboo forest to practice some basic martial arts moves.

"Yo, yo, yo, are you planning to fight with dogs or cats?"

A harsh voice rang out, and a young man dressed in the attire of an inner sect disciple of the Wenxian Sect, accompanied by several senior brothers, approached in his direction.

"Haha, must be fighting with dogs because when this kid throws punches, it's as feeble as a useless dog!"

"Exactly, exactly..."

Suddenly, five or six inner sect disciples surrounded Ling Feng, sneering incessantly.

Ling Feng frowned. He had just recently joined the Wenxian Sect, and logically, he shouldn't have provoked anyone.

So, the only possibility was that his "master" had brought him these troubles.

No wonder he kept saying that he didn't want to harm me, and it's no wonder that Senior Brother Zong Yuan, who led him to this place, seemed afraid to have even a bit of connection with him.

In the end, it was those two elders, Li Liang and Yang Wei who were deliberately trying to frame me.

At that moment, anger surged in Ling Feng's heart.

He didn't want to cause trouble, but somehow, it always found its way to his doorstep!

"Are you the one named Ling Feng?"

Seeing Ling Feng remain silent, the leader, Ren Yifei, squinted his eyes and a hint of a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"It's me." Ling Feng's voice was cold.

"Sorry, even though we have no grievances, but why do you have to be a useless piece of trash!" Ren Yifei snorted, "Trash should be beaten, should die!"

After saying that, Ren Yifei waved his hand, "Who wants to go first?"

"I'll do it, I'll do it!" The youngest disciple immediately walked forward excitedly. "Senior Brother Ren, let me teach him a lesson!"

"All right, I'll give you a chance to show off."

Ren Yifei nodded. This young junior disciple was named Jia Ping, and he also joined the inner sect of the Wenxian Sect not long ago.

Jia Ping licked his lips, resembling a wild wolf, and walked to the opposite side of Ling Feng. "Black Wind Claw!"

This was their Jia family's inherited martial arts. Within the Wenxian Sect, there had always been no shortage of disciples who brought their own skills when apprenticing.

Ling Feng's expression changed slightly. Although his cultivation had already broken through the third level of the Qi Formation Realm, he didn't possess any martial skills.

His brows furrowed, and his right eye narrowed slightly as he observed Jia Ping's technique. Then, he also shouted loudly, "Black Wind Claw!"

Bang!

The two claws collided, and Ling Feng's body swayed slightly, while Jia Ping staggered back several steps. Thud, thud, thud.

"How is this possible? The Black Wind Claw is the exclusive skill passed down in my Jia family. How... How do you know it?"

Jia Ping's pupils suddenly contracted, staring incredulously at Ling Feng.

"What's impossible?" Ling Feng snorted coldly. "I am your long-lost dad!"

"You brat, you're asking for death!" Anger surged on Jia Ping's face, but having suffered a bit in the previous exchange, he dared not rashly make another move.

"Hmm, not bad at all!" Ren Yifei squinted his eyes. In the past few years, most disciples who joined under Duanmu Qingshan were easily defeated with just one move. However, this Ling Feng actually managed to repel Jia Ping, a disciple who brought his own skills when apprenticing!

"It seems like I'll have to personally intervene," Ren Yifei sneered. "Just a mere third stage of the Qi Formation Realm. I want to see how capable you really are!"

Ren Yifei moved like lightning, stepping with a mysterious footwork and swiftly advancing towards Ling Feng.

"It's the Cloud-Chasing Steps, haha! Didn't expect Senior Brother Ren to actually employ footwork!"

"Looks like Senior Brother Ren is serious!"

Ling Feng's gaze focused, once again activating the first divine inscription of the Heavenly Dao Eye.

The divine inscriptions of the Heavenly Dao Eye were different from those of the Human Dao Eye. They had no time limitations and could be activated freely.

"Cloud-Chasing Steps? I can do that too!" Ling Feng snorted lightly. The next moment, he began moving according to Ren Yifei's footwork.

The swiftness and agility of his footwork were no less than that of Ren Yifei!

Ren Yifei's eyelid twitched suddenly. Just as he was about to strike Ling Feng, he suddenly felt a tingling sensation under his armpit. It turned out that Ling Feng had used his footwork to maneuver around Ren Yifei's front, and then, like lightning, he made a move, thrusting a golden needle under Ren Yifei's armpit.

"You!"

Ren Yifei abruptly turned around, intending to make another move, but he found that half of his body was paralyzed. Then, with a loud thud, he fell to the ground, unable to move.

"L...L...L..."

Ren Yifei wanted to open his mouth to berate Ling Feng, but he realized that not only was his body paralyzed, but even his tongue was numb.

“Senior Brother Ren!”

The eyelids of the surrounding disciples twitched uncontrollably. Ren Yifei, who was at the fourth stage of the Qi Formation Realm, was effortlessly dealt with like this?

The next moment, Ling Feng's foot came down heavily, directly stepping on Ren Yifei's head, burying his head into the soil.

"Who said that trash should be beaten?" Ling Feng's gaze swept across the entire scene, stating each word clearly, "What you said is absolutely correct!"

1. Qihai acupoint is an acupoint right below the navel ☜

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