The Art of Chaotic Divinity-Chapter 1350: Senior Brother, I Cant Control Myself

"Leave the rest to me!"

On the other side, Li Fei had recovered slightly. Fury surged in her eyes as hatred toward the Ghost Eye Frost Crow burned deep in her heart.

In an instant, her beautiful eyes shone with a snowy radiance and released a chilling aura. Her long hair lifted and stirred despite the still air.

"Flowing Blade Fire!"

Li Fei gripped her sword with both hands. Her posture was sharp and heroic as the blade rang out of its scabbard.

Sword light flickered in quiet brilliance. It looked like scattered sparks, yet carried the power to set the plains ablaze.

The sword shadow arced like a rainbow and condensed into towering divine light. In the next moment, a shrill scream tore through the sky.

Psss!

Blood sprayed outward as the Ghost Eye Frost Crow shrieked in agony. Its massive body collapsed heavily to the ground.

Li Fei lost all strength and sank to the earth as well, gasping for breath. Taking advantage of the moment when the Ghost Eye Frost Crow had been injured by Ling Feng's Terrifying Gaze, she struck without hesitation and killed the beast outright.

Ling Feng shrugged and said nothing. Anyone who had nearly died moments ago would want revenge. That was only natural.

Even if this woman had indirectly taken his kill.

Or rather, his bird's head.

Now that the Ghost Eye Frost Crow lay motionless on the ground, Wang Ruquan, shameless as ever, crept over once again.

A living Ghost Eye Frost Crow was a fearsome monster at the Extreme Human Emperor level and almost impossible to fight head on.

A dead one, however, was a priceless treasure. Its third eye in particular was something alchemists and weapon forgers dreamed of obtaining.

Whether refined into pills or used to forge divine weapons, it was a top grade material of tremendous value.

Wang Ruquan had barely escaped death, yet he was already treating the corpse as his rightful spoils.

His figure flashed as he burst into laughter. "Junior Brother, well done. When we return, I will report this to the inner sect elders and make sure you are credited for your merit!"

At that moment, Yan Guying also stepped forward. Everyone present was exhausted. If Wang Ruquan harbored any ill intent, Yan Guying was prepared to risk his life to protect Ling Feng.

"Hehe..."

Wang Ruquan glanced at Yan Guying with disdain and strode toward the Ghost Eye Frost Crow's body. He crouched down and reached out, ready to dig out the third eye.

Yan Guying clenched his fists tightly. Anger burned in his chest, yet he dared not speak. The Ghost Eye Frost Crow had clearly been killed by Ling Feng and Li Fei together, and Wang Ruquan had contributed nothing. Even so, he was an inner sect disciple ranked seventy second on the Creation Star Ranking!

"Hmph!"

A look of smug satisfaction flickered through Wang Ruquan's eyes as he sneered inwardly. A mere outer sect disciple was nothing in his eyes!

At that moment, a fierce gust of wind suddenly struck from behind him. A chill shot up his spine.

A sword brushed past his scalp and plunged deep into the snowy rock in front of him.

Wang Ruquan collapsed onto the ground in terror. He nearly lost control of himself. When he turned around, he saw Ling Feng lifting his hand with a cold smile.

"Sorry, Senior Brother Wang. My hand slipped."

Slipped?

Slip your ass!

Wang Ruquan was still shaking. If that sword had gone even slightly lower, his life would already be over.

Ling Feng curled his lips into a faint smile and said calmly, "Senior Brother Wang, I have a bad habit. Whenever I see someone shameless, my hand tends to slip. Sometimes it slips into slapping them. It is really hard to control."

"Junior Brother Ling, stop joking. That joke is not funny." Wang Ruquan frowned deeply. He understood very well that Ling Feng had no intention of giving up the Ghost Eye Frost Crow's eye.

"I am very serious!"

Ling Feng's expression turned solemn. He suddenly raised his hand and shouted, "Oh no. This is bad. I cannot control myself!"

Swoosh!

In a flash, his figure vanished. The next instant, he appeared in front of Wang Ruquan. Wang Ruquan's pupils shrank. Before he could react, a searing pain exploded across his face and he was sent flying by a slap.

"See? My hand slipped again!"

Ling Feng grabbed his own hand dramatically and shouted, "Senior Brother Wang, run quickly. I am about to lose control again!"

"Pfft!"

Wang Ruquan spat out a mouthful of blood. The slap had left him dizzy and disoriented. He was already badly injured and could not withstand Ling Feng's merciless "iron palm".

"Senior Brother Wang, why is your face so thick? I really cannot stop my hand from slipping!"

"Senior Brother Wang, why are you so shameless? When my hand slips, I cannot help but grab my sword and stab!"

"Senior Brother Wang..."

Ling Feng delivered several more slaps in quick succession. Wang Ruquan's head spun violently. The moment he heard that Ling Feng might use his sword, terror seized him and he turned and fled without daring to stay any longer to claim Ling Feng's spoils.

"Hmph! You are lucky you ran fast!"

Cold light flashed in Ling Feng's eyes. If there had not been so many Dongling Immortal Pool disciples present, he would have killed that bastard with a single sword strike.

Yan Guying felt indescribable satisfaction and nearly laughed until he lost his breath.

"Wang Ruquan, Wang Ruquan, you finally get what you fucking deserve!"

A soft laugh suddenly rang out.

Li Fei could no longer hold it in. She clutched her stomach and burst into laughter, her face blooming with joy.

Her smile was pure and elegant, like a snow lotus under moonlight. It was beautiful and gentle, stirring an instinctive desire to protect it for a lifetime.

Not only Mo Sanqing, even Yan Guying found himself staring in a daze.

This time, Wang Ruquan had truly fallen into Ling Feng's hands.

"Junior Brother Ling, that slipping hand of yours is really impressive."

After a long while, Li Fei finally spoke through clenched teeth. "Junior Brother Ling, this Ghost Eye Frost Crow belongs to you. I would never have the nerve to share it with you. Otherwise your hand might slip again."

Ling Feng laughed freely. "Senior Sister does not need to worry. I only strike people who are ugly to look at. Senior Sister is not among them."

Li Fei pressed her lips together in a smile, then reminded him, "Junior Brother Ling, Wang Ruquan is notorious for holding grudges. You have offended him this time, so you must be careful within the sect. However, it won't be long before you enter the inner sect with your strength."

Ling Feng merely smiled faintly and did not respond.

If Wang Ruquan left him alone, so be it. If he came looking for trouble, Ling Feng would not show mercy.

Afterward, Li Fei began gathering the remaining outer sect disciples. More than half of them had been killed or injured, but all the enemy intruders had been captured or slain.

Ling Feng had captured six alive, one of whom was the leader. There was no doubt that he had earned the greatest merit.

Yan Guying came next. Under Ling Feng's guidance, he had gained a great deal.

Li Fei smiled softly. Grateful for Ling Feng saving her life, she resolved to argue on his behalf after returning to the sect and secure the contribution points he deserved.

What troubled Ling Feng, however, was the reason these people had targeted Dongling Immortal Pool disciples in the first place. That could only be determined once the sect elders interrogated them.

Ling Feng could have used Memory Plunder to extract their memories, but anyone subjected to it would die afterward. He had already tried it on ordinary bandits and gained nothing of value.

It seemed that only the leader whom the Ghost Eye Frost Crow had called the Black Protector truly knew what was going on.