Chapter 112: Am I, Ling Feng, Being Looked Down Upon Again?

“Master, I’ll go!”

After a moment of contemplation, Ling Feng’s eyes gleamed with determination.

The human race was in crisis, and he had to go, not for any other reason!

Moreover, he had promised to help her find someone, and he had to fulfill that promise.

Breaking a promise was not something Ling Feng would do!

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Under the fire mulberry tree.

Fire mulberry flowers fluttered in the air.

A quaint wooden house had appeared here.

It wasn’t luxurious inside, but it was clean and tidy, with paintings, wooden tables, and fire mulberry flower pots casually placed, giving a sense of harmony with the Dao.

At this moment, Yan Ling’er had changed into a blue dress, looking even more ethereal. Her extraordinary aura would make anyone exclaim in admiration.

Her perfect and delicate features made even Leng Ningshuang feel a bit inferior.

Under the night sky, a flame mark had appeared on her forehead.

It added an unusual beauty to her.

Yan Ling’er held a brush, gracefully writing tiny characters on a scroll, her eyes filled with an uncontainable longing.

Her actions seemed to influence the Dao of heaven and earth.

It surrounded her, enhancing her presence.

Leng Ningshuang silently watched all this, unable to help but admire.

As expected of the number one goddess of the Immortal Realm!

The princess, in her blue dress, had shed her imperial aura, revealing a gentle femininity.

Her gaze fell on the scroll, and she couldn’t help but softly recite.

“Red beans grow in the southern country, blossoming in spring.”

“May you gather more, for this is the most longing.”

“What beautiful poetry…”

Leng Ningshuang was shocked.

She was a mortal who had cultivated to become an immortal.

Naturally, she knew poetry.

However, she hadn’t expected the princess to not only be a prodigy but also to have such talent in poetry!

At this moment.

Ling Feng’s figure appeared outside the wooden house.

He happened to hear Leng Ningshuang’s murmuring and couldn’t help but follow, “Red beans grow in the southern country…”

Although his expression was puzzled, he could feel the longing in the poem.

Creak~

The wooden door slowly opened.

Yan Ling’er put down the brush and smiled gently at Ling Feng.

“I didn’t write this, but it has been echoing in my mind for many years… Today, with nothing else to do, I decided to write it down.”

However, at this moment, Ling Feng, seeing Yan Ling’er in her new attire, was completely stunned.

So beautiful!

How could there be such a beautiful woman in this world…

Even the elder in the ring was stunned, clicking his tongue, “Tsk tsk tsk, this girl’s beauty alone could drive all the prodigies of the Tianxuan Continent crazy. If I were younger, I might not be able to resist…”

“The only one who could compare is that woman without the ghost mask!”

Although the elder hadn’t seen her, it was clear she must be stunning!

Leng Ningshuang, seeing Ling Feng’s expression, instantly turned cold, snorting inwardly.

“Hmph!”

“An ant like you dares to have other thoughts?”

“If it weren’t for the princess’s kindness, I would have slapped you to death long ago!”

She was extremely displeased with Ling Feng’s gaze, finding it repulsive.

After a moment, Ling Feng realized his rudeness and felt the cold gaze from Leng Ningshuang, awkwardly smiling.

“Was it written by the person you’re waiting for?”

Ling Feng changed the subject softly.

Yan Ling’er looked down at the scroll, her eyes distant, “Perhaps…”

“It’s late. Why are you here?”

“Don’t you know my lady needs rest?”

Leng Ningshuang’s tone was extremely unfriendly.

In her heart, she looked down on Ling Feng.

She believed he was coveting the princess’s beauty.

Otherwise, why would he still be here after recovering?

And he dared to address the princess so casually!

If the people of the Immortal Realm knew, Ling Feng would be dead without her lifting a finger!

Hearing this, Ling Feng frowned slightly.

This feeling was familiar.

Being misunderstood, being looked down upon…

It seemed he had to prove himself!

“Leng Ningshuang.”

Yan Ling’er spoke softly, then looked at Ling Feng with an apologetic smile, “Ling Feng, Leng Ningshuang didn’t mean anything by it. Don’t take it to heart.”

Ling Feng smiled faintly, cupping his hands, “Miss Leng Ningshuang is right. It’s inappropriate to come so late. If I’ve offended, I apologize.”

Yan Ling’er shook her head slightly, about to speak when Ling Feng said, “I’m here to say goodbye.”

“My injuries are healed, but the promise I made to you will have to wait.”

“My human race is in crisis, and as the Saint Body of the human race, I must go!”

“I came to tell you that as long as I, Ling Feng, survive, I will fulfill my promise and find the person you’ve been waiting for all these years!”

Ling Feng spoke with unwavering determination.

After speaking, he turned and left without lingering.

Since he was looked down upon, he would prove himself. One day, he would stand eye to eye with her, or even make her look up to him!

After he left, Yan Ling’er glanced helplessly at Leng Ningshuang.

Leng Ningshuang lowered her head, whispering, “He doesn’t deserve to speak to the princess…”

Yan Ling’er continued to look at the fire mulberry tree.

She had no interest in the human race’s crisis.

……

In Feixian Palace.

Lin Ao Tian’s body seemed to blur, existing and not existing at the same time.

The laws of the void rotated in his dual-pupiled eyes.

“So this is the Void Ancient Scripture?”

Lin Ao Tian scanned the surrounding space, now able to see every spatial law clearly.

They circled around him, cheering, as if worshipping a king.

“Let’s try…”

Lin Ao Tian thought, casually waving his hand, tearing the void, revealing a pitch-black space.

His figure slowly stepped in.

In the void space, there were countless spatial wormholes and a terrifying sense of oppression.

Under this pressure, even a supreme being couldn’t withstand it.

But for Lin Ao Tian, who possessed the Void Divine Body and mastered the Void Ancient Scripture, it was nothing.

Lin Ao Tian walked leisurely in the void, observing the stars and the slowly rotating spatial wormholes.

“These spatial wormholes must involve the Dao of time?”

“Hmm? Why are these stars lifeless?”

“Huh?”

The next second, Lin Ao Tian appeared on a blue planet.

It was desolate.

No signs of life.

Only a vast desert.

Lin Ao Tian had entered because a mysterious force was guiding him.

It was ethereal but real.

After a long time, Lin Ao Tian reached the central area of the planet.

Even using the laws of the void, he couldn’t achieve instant travel here.

Because this blue planet had a powerful force restricting him.

……

At the same time.

At the border between the foreign realm and the Tianxuan Continent.

“Hmph!”

“A mere Immortal King dares to thwart my plans and destroy my avatar!”

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