The Art of Chaotic Divinity-Chapter 1351: Returning to the Immortal Pool

After gathering all the disciples who had survived, the group immediately set off in force and returned to the Dongling Immortal Pool. By the time they arrived, Wang Ruquan was nowhere to be seen. He was likely hiding away to treat his severe injuries and had not yet returned to the sect.

With him absent, everything naturally fell under Li Fei's authority. When the final rewards were distributed, Ling Feng received fifty thousand contribution points for capturing the bandit leader alive. As for the rest, Ling Feng did not act stingy at all and chose to divide them evenly among everyone present. No one had made the trip in vain, and they had also gained Ling Feng's goodwill. As a result, everyone praised his generous and straightforward manner.

"I will exchange the fifty thousand contribution points for a single Earth Emperor Token."

The contribution points had barely settled into his hands before Ling Feng traded them away for an Earth Emperor Token. In the blink of an eye, his fortune vanished as quickly as it came.

"You really are something..."

Li Fei shook her head with a wry smile and narrowed her eyes at Ling Feng. "Junior Brother Ling, you don't understand how precious contribution points are. You actually handed out nearly ten thousand points just like that!" 𝚏𝕣𝕖𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚗𝐨𝐯𝕖𝕝.𝕔𝐨𝕞

"We all acted together. It would not be right for everyone to return empty handed."

Ling Feng smiled calmly. He did not care much about such worldly possessions. Compared to that, he had come to realize that although Dongling Immortal Pool had scum like Meng Guizang and Wang Ruquan, it also had companions like Yan Guying and Li Fei who were worth befriending.

"Very well. How you distribute your contribution points is your own choice."

Li Fei smiled faintly at him. "Junior Brother Ling, this mission should give the higher ups of the sect an entirely new impression of you. I believe it will not be long before you advance to the Heavenly Realm and become an inner sect disciple."

Mo Sanqing nodded repeatedly. "Brother Ling will definitely make it!"

Ling Feng laughed heartily. "Then I will take that as a good omen from both of you."

Holding the Earth Emperor Token in his hand, Ling Feng felt quite satisfied. With the additional token he had won from Meng Guizang in their wager duel, he could now remain in the Earth Emperor Pool for a full twenty days!

He had joined Dongling Immortal Pool less than a month ago and already possessed two Earth Emperor Tokens. Since the founding of the sect, he was likely the first to achieve such a feat!

"Alright. Junior Brother Ling and Junior Brother Yan, I still need to escort the captives back to the Flowing Flame Hall to report in and investigate the cause of this incident. I will take my leave now."

Li Fei gave a fist-and-palm salute toward Ling Feng. She cast him a meaningful glance and gently pressed her lips together before speaking. "Junior Brother Ling, remember this. My name is Li Fei."

"Oh."

Ling Feng nodded slightly and returned the salute.

Li Fei shot him a mildly reproachful look and shook her head. She then took Mo Sanqing with her and, under the guidance of several Flowing Flame Hall disciples, flew up toward the Heavenly Realm.

Only after they had gone some distance did Li Fei bite her lip and ask Mo Sanqing, "Junior Brother Mo, how much do you know about Junior Brother Ling Feng?"

"Uh..."

Mo Sanqing froze for a moment. Li Fei had always been aloof, yet she was suddenly interested in asking about Ling Feng.

"Brother Ling stayed at my Moxue Mountain Manor for some time in the past."

Mo Sanqing answered honestly.

"Oh?"

Li Fei's eyes lit up. "Then tell me everything you know! All of it!"

A trace of bitterness rose in Mo Sanqing's heart. He deeply admired Ling Feng, yet seeing the woman he regarded as a goddess become so easily captivated left him with a faint sense of loss.

"Sigh... Brother Feng really is Brother Feng!"

Mo Sanqing sighed softly and began to speak. "Senior Sister Li Fei, it all started with the Dongling Immortal Pool qualification assessment..."

...

Having returned with great rewards, Ling Feng made his way back to the two hundredth Mingjian Tower in a relaxed and carefree mood.

This trip had earned him a massive amount of contribution points, which he had exchanged for an Earth Emperor Token. Combined with the one he had won from Meng Guizang in their wager duel, he now possessed two Earth Emperor Tokens. With twenty days in the Earth Emperor Pool, he was confident that he would reap significant gains.

"Meng Guizang is already dead in Snow Wolf Valley. This wager duel counts as a victory without a fight!"

Ling Feng raised his brows. When he entered the room, he found Fang Wen seated in meditation.

The room was neat and orderly, spotless and free of dust.

Ling Feng nodded in satisfaction. If he had been living alone, the place would likely have turned into a complete mess.

"Senior Brother Ling, you are back!"

Sensing Ling Feng's presence, Fang Wen jumped to her feet. Ling Feng had been fortunate enough to receive an assignment to carry out a sect mission. With his strength, he must have earned quite a few contribution points. Perhaps even a hundred!

Of course, Fang Wen had no idea that Ling Feng had earned tens of thousands of contribution points and had even obtained an Earth Emperor Token during this trip.

One hundred points?

That was laughable!

"Yes, I am back."

Ling Feng nodded slightly. "While I was gone, did anyone come looking for trouble?"

"No."

Fang Wen shook her head. "Everyone thought you would die in the wager duel with Meng Guizang, so no one bothered to provoke you. Once you died, the position of the two hundredth earth-tier Mingjian Tower would naturally be vacant."

"Hmph. They are dreaming!"

Ling Feng raised his brows and spoke calmly. "However, the two hundredth earth-tier Mingjian Tower will indeed be vacant very soon."

"What?"

Fang Wen cried out in alarm. "Senior Brother Ling, are you really going to continue the wager duel with Meng Guizang? According to sect rules, since the duel was interrupted, it can be called off as long as one side refuses."

"That would not do."

Ling Feng grinned. "If it were called off, would my ninth sky-tier Mingjian Tower not be lost?"

"What?"

Fang Wen's eyelids twitched. "Senior Brother Ling, what do you mean by that?"

"It means you should pack up properly. We are preparing to move. It should be happening within the next few days."

"Uh..."

Fang Wen looked at Ling Feng. When she met his clear and steady gaze, she nodded.

For reasons she could not explain, she instinctively trusted Ling Feng without reservation.

Ling Feng smiled faintly, dismissed Fang Wen, and walked straight toward the seclusion chamber.

Given his current standing in the Dan Ding Grand Hall, even if he skipped daily missions for an entire month, no one would dare utter a word of complaint.

After sitting down cross legged, Ling Feng slowly took out the eye of the Ghost Eye Frost Crow.

Although the Ghost Eye Frost Crow was dead, the eye still gleamed with sharp light, almost like a living thing.

"The Ghost Eye Frost Crow could release Ghost Eye divine light and powerful mental rays with this eye. It truly was a troublesome opponent."

Ling Feng rubbed the bridge of his nose. Fortunately, he had cultivated the Soul Splitting Art. When fully unleashed, his spiritual consciousness was a hundred times stronger than that of an ordinary Human Emperor expert.

Without that, he would not have dared to face the Ghost Eye Frost Crow's mental rays head on.

He gently pinched the eye and slowly infused his spiritual consciousness into it.

Before long, Ling Feng entered a state of deep meditation. His awareness sank into a vast blood colored space.