The Art of Chaotic Divinity-Chapter 1190: Tianhuang City

After roughly three days, Ling Feng and his companions finally arrived at Tianhuang City.

Only after witnessing its grandeur did Ling Feng truly understand why other Inner Sea powers called their territories things like Hailong Island or Heaven's Illusion Island, while this one dared to call itself a "city" upon the sea.

Tianhuang City consisted of eight enormous islands connected by massive bridges. Each island was surrounded by high walls, and together they formed one continuous, awe-inspiring fortress. Such a sight was rare even when compared to the imperial capital of Tianbai.

"No wonder this is the number one power in the Inner Sea," Ling Feng murmured, clicking his tongue in admiration. He realized then that he had truly offended a giant.

Fortunately, he had Yang Huanzhi's Mask of a Thousand Faces and his own Body Refinement Art. With those two combined, he had reshaped himself into a fat, completely ordinary looking man!

Well, calling him "ordinary" was being generous. In truth, his new face was almost grotesque. Nostrils flaring with visible nose hair, cheeks like steamed buns, and ears so round and large that he looked more like a pig's head stuck on a human body.

Yang Huanzhi and Tuoba Yan had also altered their appearances, though only slightly. Even disguised, their looks were far too striking to be overlooked.

Ling Feng couldn't help but suspect Yang Huanzhi had deliberately made him this ugly out of jealousy!

But Yang Huanzhi swore otherwise, saying, "Big Boss Ling, you're overthinking it. I only made sure you looked like this because you offended Murong Zining too deeply. The way you look now, she'd probably vomit if she even glanced at you. How could she ever suspect you're Ling Feng?"

Listening to that excuse, Ling Feng was speechless. Since it was only a disguise, he decided it didn't matter if it was ugly.

As they traveled, Ling Feng finally saw what it meant to be surrounded by a sea of people. Because Tianhuang City was hosting the competition for the Tianlan Sea Token, every genius from across the Inner Sea had gathered here. Even those with no real chance came to show their faces.

Winning a few matches would be enough for most of them to boast for years.

They spent half a day queuing at the city gate before finally entering. The group found lodging at a relatively luxurious inn in the southern district.

Although the city was overflowing with people, Ling Feng's money spoke louder than anything else. He paid in elemental crystals and immediately secured a private courtyard. Envious gazes followed them as they moved into one of the exclusive Wuling Manor that only true elites could afford.

The innkeeper saw how freely Ling Feng spent his money and was instantly delighted. He didn't care in the slightest whether Ling Feng was handsome or not. To him, anyone with money was as good as a father. If he could have, he would've clung to Ling Feng's leg and called him godfather on the spot!

"Ha! This young master, may I ask your esteemed name?" the innkeeper asked with a sycophantic grin, bowing deeply like a lapdog.

Ling Feng thought for a moment and replied, "Long Fei!"

He had used that alias before in the Demon Domain and saw no reason to change it now.

Still, given his current round physique, "Pig Fei" might have been more fitting...

Not that the innkeeper cared. Hearing the name, his eyes lit up. He immediately raised his thumb in praise and said, "What an excellent name! Young Master Long, soaring dragons and nine heavens, destined to rise high!"

"Bootlicker!"

Ling Feng cursed inwardly, but on the surface, he smiled politely. "If there's nothing else, Innkeeper Wang, you may see to your other guests."

"Of course, of course!" Innkeeper Wang said quickly. "Just call for me if Young Master Long needs anything!"

"Oh, one more thing," Ling Feng said, pausing. "Does Tianhuang City have a branch of the Tianmeng Chamber of Commerce?"

"Hehe. Of course it does!" the innkeeper said eagerly. "Our Tianhuang City may be far out in the Inner Sea, but the Tianmeng Chamber of Commerce still has a branch here. In fact, our inn isn't far from it. If you need anything, I can have someone fetch it for you!"

"Oh? That's convenient," Ling Feng said with a faint smile.

"In the Tianxuan Inn, there is no service we cannot provide, only requests our guests haven't thought of yet," the innkeeper boasted, beaming.

Inwardly, he added a silent note to himself, as long as the guest keeps paying in elemental crystals!

"No need to trouble yourself," Ling Feng said. "I'll visit in person later."

Once Innkeeper Wang left, Yang Huanzhi burst out laughing. "Hahaha! Big Boss Ling, that man was the perfect bootlicker! Did you hear him? 'Soaring dragons and nine heavens', what nonsense!"

Ling Feng rolled his eyes. "I'm going to the Tianmeng Chamber of Commerce to buy some herbs to help me break through to the ninth level of the Spiritual Element Realm. You two stay here."

"Wait a second!"

Yang Huanzhi protested. "Young Master Long, a man of your new status can't go out without an attendant. It's beneath your dignity. Allow me to serve as your loyal lackey! Ever since I started following you, I've learned that being someone's dog isn't so bad after all!"

A black line seemed to appear over Ling Feng's head. Has this guy been possessed by a bootlicker spirit too?

"Hahaha, I can't keep that up!" Yang Huanzhi laughed breathlessly, catching himself. "Seriously, Big Boss Ling, let me come with you."

Ling Feng sighed helplessly and turned to Tuoba Yan. "Fine. You can both come. But I'm saying this now, Brother Yang, you're paying for your own things!"

This guy was completely stingy, never willing to spend a single coin. Ling Feng had plenty of money, but he wasn't going to let the guy take advantage.

"Damn it," Yang Huanzhi muttered. His plan had failed before it even started!

...

Soon after, the three left the inn together. They had barely gone a few streets when a massive dragon carriage drawn by four earth-dragon demonic beasts thundered past them at full speed.

Pedestrians scattered in panic as the carriage roared by, shouting in anger.

Fortunately, most here were martial practitioners. Although the dragon carriage moved like lightning, no one was injured.

Even so, Ling Feng's group had to leap aside to avoid being hit.

Watching the vehicle speed away, its arrogance leaving dust in its wake, Yang Huanzhi clenched his fists. "Is it normal for someone to drive a dragon carriage like that through Tianhuang City without consequence?"

A cultivator nearby hurried to silence him, eyes wide with fear. "Quiet! Never speak so carelessly in public. That carriage belongs to the Murong Clan. Their affairs are not for us to discuss."

The Murong Clan? Ling Feng's eyes narrowed.

That, of course, was the ruling family of Tianhuang City, the one behind Murong Zining!

On Heaven's Illusion Island, the Illusion Heart Queen ruled through devotion and love.

In Tianhuang City, the Murong Clan ruled through fear!