The Art of Chaotic Divinity-Chapter 1326: Clinging to the Strong

"Meng... Meng Jiande is dead?"

Someone cried out in shock, and in the next moment, all the veteran disciples were left staring in disbelief.

This was the first time in the sect's history that a newly admitted disciple had successfully challenged a Mingjian tower lord on their very first day. Not only that, the challenger had directly killed his opponent.

"That... that is far too brutal!"

"This newcomer is vicious beyond reason!"

The sect rules stated clearly that life and death were not restricted during sword tower challenges. Even so, few people truly went straight for the kill. A newcomer this ruthless was rarer still.

They did not know the truth of what had happened. All they saw was Ling Feng killing Meng Jiande, so the label of cruelty was pinned firmly on Ling Feng's head.

Ling Feng clearly did not care. He kicked Meng Jiande's corpse aside and said loudly, "The two hundredth earth tier Mingjian tower lord has been defeated. That makes me the new lord of the two hundredth tower, does it not?"

His gaze swept across the crowd. Under countless looks filled with fear and awe, he leapt forward and claimed the two hundredth earth-tier Mingjian tower.

Before leaving, Ling Feng casually waved his hand and released the seal on Fang Wen's dantian. Her elemental force began circulating again, and a hint of color finally returned to her pale face.

Ling Feng had not wanted to reveal his strength so early, but under the circumstances, killing Meng Jiande through a formal tower challenge was undoubtedly the best option.

First, it put that beast down for good.

Second, it preserved Fang Wen's reputation. Incidents like this, once spread, would inevitably affect her.

At the same time, he gained an earth-tier Mingjian Tower. No matter what, it was far more comfortable than living in a straw hut.

Fang Wen stood frozen in place, watching Ling Feng's departing figure. She clenched her fists tightly, a resolute light flashing through her eyes, as if she had made an important decision.

...

The farce ended quickly. It was already late, and Meng Jiande's corpse lay in a pool of blood, left unattended.

Perhaps his reputation in the outer sect had truly been terrible. After his death, many people felt a sense of grim satisfaction instead.

After moving into the Mingjian Tower, Ling Feng finally understood why so many disciples coveted it. Compared to the straw huts, the environment inside the tower was worlds apart.

The Mingjian Tower contained not only a private bedroom and a main hall, but also its own training chamber, seclusion room, and alchemy room.

If even an earth-tier Mingjian Tower offered such conditions, there was no need to mention the sky-tier towers.

"So be it. One piece of trash was dealt with, in exchange for a decent place to live."

Ling Feng shrugged. He gave no further thought to Meng Jiande's death. As for the so called cousin who was the Ninth Tianjian, that carried no threat in Ling Feng's eyes at all.

If that man dared to come knocking, Ling Feng would not hesitate to take his ninth Mingjian tower along with his life.

One kill or ten made no difference.

When it came to slaughtering scum like that, Ling Feng never showed mercy.

He took some time to inspect the entire Mingjian Tower, then threw out every bit of Meng Jiande's filthy belongings without leaving a single item behind.

As expected, Meng Jiande had been a vile and depraved man. The rooms were filled with women's undergarments and obscene books. Ling Feng set everything ablaze and burned it clean before finally letting out a breath and preparing to rest.

At that moment, a knock sounded at the door. Ling Feng frowned slightly and opened it, only to see Fang Wen standing there with her bedding in her arms. She bit her lip, looking shy yet resolute, and said, "S-Senior Brother Ling."

"Uh..."

Ling Feng froze for a moment and looked her over. She was indeed quite attractive. She was not stunning enough to take one's breath away, but she had a gentle and pleasing beauty that grew on the eye.

Still, why was she carrying her bedding to his place?

"Uh... Senior Brother Ling, thank you."

Fang Wen spoke with clenched teeth and sincere gratitude.

"It was nothing," Ling Feng said as he rubbed his nose. He assumed she had simply been frightened.

"You did not only save me," Fang Wen continued, her ears turning red. Her voice dropped to a barely audible whisper. "You also protected my reputation."

"Oh..."

Ling Feng waved his hand and smiled. "That was nothing. I just wanted to kill him at the time. I did not think much beyond that."

"May I come in?"

Fang Wen's face burned red as she spoke, as though the question had taken all her courage.

"What?" Ling Feng was stunned. "It is very late. That might not be appropriate."

"No..."

Fang Wen looked at him steadily and said through clenched teeth, "In the outer sect, there will be more beasts like Meng Jiande. One means two. He also had a cousin who is even stronger. I cannot possibly stand against someone like that. So I must rely on you."

"I am weak right now. To protect myself, I have only two choices. I can become a strong expert, or I can rely on a strong expert. With my current strength, becoming strong will take time. During that time, I can only rely on someone strong. Senior Brother Ling, you... you are someone I can trust."

"Otherwise, what happened tonight could happen again in a few days. There are many outer sect disciples who look at me with ill intent. I can feel it. Before long, what I fear most may truly happen."

Tears shimmered in Fang Wen's eyes as she looked at Ling Feng. "So please, Senior Brother Ling, help me!"

"Ah... this..."

Ling Feng was completely stunned. Sometimes, being beautiful without the ability to protect oneself truly was a kind of misfortune.

As Ling Feng hesitated, Fang Wen spoke again with determination. "Senior Brother Ling, I will only take care of your daily needs. I will never sell my body! Treat me as your attendant if you like. You provide protection, and I will serve you. When my strength is sufficient, I will leave and never trouble you again."

"Not selling yourself..."

Ling Feng visibly relaxed. "That is good. That is very good..."

Hearing this, Fang Wen's lips twitched slightly. Was she really that unattractive? What was with that look of relief?

"Ahem..."

Sensing the faint hint of grievance in her gaze, Ling Feng rubbed his nose and laughed awkwardly. "All right. You can stay here and take care of my daily needs. But I am very picky about food."

"Please do not worry, Senior Brother Ling. In my homeland, I was considered a first rate chef."

Once Ling Feng finally agreed, Fang Wen felt a little calmer. With his protection, her situation was at least somewhat safer.

"All right. That is settled."

Ling Feng shook his head and smiled bitterly. This was the first time he had ever seen someone volunteer so eagerly to become another person's attendant. Compared to selling herself, Fang Wen at least had principles.

Seeing her made Ling Feng think of Su Hongxiu. He had been away from Tianwei Academy for quite some time now. That girl had likely already become the top alchemist of Divine Ling Sect.

"You can take the bedroom. I will stay in the seclusion room."

Ling Feng smiled lightly, pointed toward the upstairs room, and walked toward the quiet chamber.

"But... you are the master here..."

Fang Wen was stunned. She had come with her bedding fully prepared to sleep on the floor.

"Yes. I am the master, so listen to me."

Ling Feng smiled faintly and turned away.

Fang Wen watched his back, clenched her fists, and whispered softly, "Thank you, Senior Brother Ling."

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