The Art of Chaotic Divinity-Chapter 1393: Shadows from Childhood

Seeing Jiang Biyi fooling around as shamelessly as ever, Ling Feng finally felt a little at ease. He said calmly, "Alright, alright, Jiang girl. Seeing you still so lively and mischievous puts my mind at ease. By the way, that Jade Void Ring I recovered from Wuji Cave Heaven last time. You did not put it on randomly, did you?"

Jiang Biyi snorted and gritted her teeth. "I handed it to that woman the moment I got back. Even if I wanted to wear it, I would not have had the chance!"

Ling Feng understood at once. When Jiang Biyi had spoken with Steward Wei before, she often referred to "that woman." Later, after hearing Lin Mu mention the strained relationship between Jiang Biyi and her mother, Ling Feng could roughly guess that the "that woman" she spoke of was most likely Saint Lady Hui Yue.

Since Jiang Biyi did not want to bring it up, Ling Feng did not press the matter. After exchanging a few casual greetings, he asked, "By the way, Jiang girl, a friend of mine recently joined the Illusory Moon Divine Hall. Her name is Tuoba Yan. Do you know where she is cultivating now?"

"A friend? What friend? I do not know!"

Jiang Biyi frowned, her face darkening with obvious displeasure. This damned bad guy. He came to see her, yet after barely saying a few words, he was already bringing up another woman!

"Uh..."

Ling Feng pursed his lips, clearly oblivious to the storm brewing in her heart. He said bluntly, "The Tuoba Yan who was taken in as a direct disciple by the Hall Master of the Illusory Moon Divine Hall. Ever since she was brought away, there has been no news, so I wanted to ask around."

"Hmph!" Jiang Biyi's brows knit even tighter as she snapped, "You saw it yourself. I am confined. How would I know what is going on in the Illusory Moon Divine Hall? But if she was taken in as that woman's last disciple, then she is in for a hard time."

"How so?" Ling Feng's pupils contracted slightly.

"Just look at me and you will understand." Jiang Biyi shot Ling Feng a resentful glare. "That woman has an absurd need for control and wants everything under her grasp. Anyone by her side is never going to have an easy life."

"..."

Ling Feng was left speechless. It did not sound like the sort of assessment a daughter would make of her own mother, yet it did not seem entirely unfair either.

"In that case, Yan'er is probably just being strictly restrained and forced to train diligently. That is fine too. At least I do not need to worry too much."

Ling Feng rubbed the bridge of his nose and muttered to himself.

"Oh, so now you are calling her Yan'er already! Disgusting! Absolutely disgusting!" Jiang Biyi felt a sour taste rise in her chest and shot Ling Feng another vicious glare.

Ling Feng could only laugh helplessly. "It is just a way of addressing her. What is so disgusting about that? Jiang girl, stop fooling around."

"Oh, so you dare say I am fooling around!"

Jiang Biyi's face darkened. She clenched her small fists and hammered them against Ling Feng's chest a few times. "You bad guy, do not come looking for me anymore! I do not want to see you again!"

After speaking, she turned around and dove straight into the tunnel behind her, vanishing in the blink of an eye.

Ling Feng was completely baffled. This woman changed her mood faster than turning a page!

"Tsk, tsk. Two-timing, are we?"

Lin Mu looked at Ling Feng with an extremely suggestive gaze, wearing an expression that said "I understand everything".

"Two-timing my ass!"

Ling Feng kicked at him and said irritably, "Forget it. I will come find Jiang girl again after her mood improves. It is about time we leave anyway."

Lin Mu dodged aside and chuckled. "Brother Ling, this is on you. Bringing up another woman in front of a woman, and on top of that, looking so concerned about her. Hehe, if that little witch were not confined, the next few months would have been miserable for you!"

"Rotten log, who are you calling a little witch? Your grandaunt will remember this. Just you wait!"

Jiang Biyi's furious voice echoed from within the tunnel. Lin Mu shrank his neck in fright and hurriedly said, "Yi Yi, you must have misheard. You are the cutest, gentlest, most understanding little fairy!"

As he spoke, Lin Mu quickly grabbed Ling Feng by the arm and laughed. "Come on, come on. We should get going!"

Before long, Lin Mu dragged Ling Feng far away. Only then did he let out a long breath, looking as though he had just survived a disaster.

"Brother Lin, you are usually fearless. Why do you seem especially afraid of Jiang girl?" Ling Feng asked in curiosity. Jiang Biyi was a little unruly, but surely she was not terrifying to that extent.

"You have no idea. That little witch is the shadow of my childhood. I was bullied by her for a full eight years!"

Lin Mu said with a bitter face, "Still, her heart is not bad. Every time she messed with me, she at least did not push me to the brink of death. For me to still be alive today, I really should thank her for sparing my life."

"..."

Ling Feng rolled his eyes, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. "Is that supposed to be praise?"

"Of course it is!" Lin Mu said seriously. "After a while, you get used to it. If she does not rough me up a couple of times, I actually start to feel uncomfortable all over!"

"..."

Ling Feng's mouth twitched slightly. He really could not tell that Lin Mu had such masochistic tendencies buried deep inside him.

All of a sudden, Ling Feng halted in his steps and looked toward an elegant loft ahead, his gaze sharpening.

Because of the Heart Devouring Red Dust Gu that had once been implanted in him, even though he had gradually expelled the poison, there remained a faint connection between him and Tuoba Yan, as though their hearts could sense each other.

More importantly, he was the master of the Tiance Mirror, while Tuoba Yan served as its vessel. With the Tiance Mirror linking them, their bond was something that could never truly be severed.

"Is she there?"

Ling Feng took a deep breath, his eyes fixed on the loft.

At the same time, within the loft.

Tuoba Yan was seated in cultivation. Suddenly, her heartstrings trembled. She opened her beautiful eyes at once, and a familiar face surfaced in her mind.

"Ling Feng!"

Tuoba Yan clenched her small fists and sprang to her feet, throwing everything Saint Lady Hui Yue had instructed to the back of her mind as she rushed out of the loft without hesitation.

From afar, their gazes met.

Ling Feng gave a faint smile. Today, Tuoba Yan was dressed in a snow white long gown. Her aura was as pure and ethereal as fresh snow. She was beautiful, so beautiful that it stirred the heart.

They looked at each other in silence. With just a single glance, all their longing was laid bare.

Ling Feng shook his head, suppressing the surge of emotion in his heart. He raised a hand toward Tuoba Yan and said softly, "Go back. I should be leaving."

Tuoba Yan tightened her fists and looked deeply at Ling Feng, bitterness welling up in her heart. He still did not understand her feelings. That blockhead really was a blockhead.

"Go on, then."

Tuoba Yan let out a soft sigh, turned around, and walked away, a faint glimmer of tears flickering in her eyes.

Ling Feng took a deep breath as he watched her retreating figure. He turned to leave, but in the next instant, a terrifying killing intent descended upon him. The entire space seemed on the verge of collapsing as an icy voice rang in his ears.

"Who allowed you to set foot in the Illusory Moon Divine Hall!!!"