Extreme Spirit Chaos Technique

Wang Mo shook his head. "I just hope it isn’t the Huayang Sect. Otherwise, a small family like ours will have no way to stand against them."

The fireworks in the sky had only burned halfway when suddenly, everyone’s vision blurred. A ghostly figure flickered into existence in the air, a pair of blue Elemental Wings beating gently behind it.

"Hehe, Patriarch Chen, Patriarch Li, it seems you’ve already made the right choice."

The speaker was a middle-aged man in a black robe. He grinned widely, his bright white teeth flashing with a blinding light. His eyes, however, were very small, narrowing into a thin line when he smiled. But from the Elemental Wings on his back, one could tell that this middle-aged man’s Cultivation was terrifyingly high.

"Elder Fei Yun!" Chen Wenfu and Li Zongtang both bowed and said in unison. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝔀𝓮𝒃𝙣𝓸𝒗𝒆𝒍.𝙘𝒐𝒎

In the Imperial Academy’s Vice Dean’s office, a charioteer who looked like a middle-aged uncle stood before a desk, his mouth opening and closing without pause as he recounted something.

Di Cang’s brows were tightly knitted, his expression furious. "Is everything you’ve said true?"

The charioteer said respectfully, "Yes, it’s all true."

Di Cang sneered. "What a Chen Family. What a Li Family. What a Huayang Sect! Go and get Lingyun for me."

The charioteer nodded. With a flash, his figure vanished from the office, leaving behind a trace of Primordial Power fluctuation in the air—a Martial King Level fluctuation. It turned out this man was the charioteer who had escorted Mu Bingling and Mu Chen home. Di Cang, worried that Mu Chen might encounter danger on the road, had deliberately arranged for an Elder to disguise himself as a charioteer to see them home. What he hadn’t expected was to hear this news after their safe arrival: the Chen and Li Families of Luofeng City had found an Elder from the Huayang Sect and joined forces to annihilate the Wang and Mu Families of Luofeng City.

Di Cang was naturally enraged upon hearing this. If it were just the Chen and Li Families, Di Cang wouldn’t have lifted a finger, because with Mu Chen’s strength, he could have handled them all by himself. But with a Huayang Sect Elder involved, things were different. The Huayang Sect was the number one sect in the Xuanling Empire. The strength of each of their Elders surpassed the Martial Sect realm, and their overall power was not much weaker than the Imperial Academy’s. However, if this matter involved Mu Chen, he would absolutely not let it slide.

After a short while, there was a knock on the office door. Di Cang said in a deep voice, "Come in."

The door was pushed open quietly. Lingyun zipped over to the desk. She had been about to greet Di Cang with a cheerful grin, but upon seeing his somber face, she immediately grew serious. "Teacher, you were looking for me?"

Di Cang glanced at Lingyun and said, "The Elder who just escorted Mu Chen home brought back some news. Do you know what it is?"

Lingyun shook her head. "What news?"

"What news? Your Huayang Sect has some nerve! To actually help a small family in a small town besiege Mu Chen’s family! Mu Chen is the hope of our Xuanling Empire. If any harm comes to him, I will make the Huayang Sect face the consequences!" As he spoke, a cold glint flashed in Di Cang’s eyes, and immense Primordial Power erupted from his body.

Lingyun knew her teacher’s temperament well. He was usually kind and affable, always patient with everyone. But if someone truly angered him, he was capable of anything.

Thinking about what the Huayang Sect had done, Lingyun frowned and said, "The sect rules state that no one from the Huayang Sect is allowed to interfere in the private grudges of any town, under any pretext. Is there really someone who isn’t afraid to die?"

Di Cang smiled and shook his head. "Yun’Er, you’re still too naive. Rules are rigid, but people are flexible. As long as there are benefits, people will take risks. Alright, now is not the time to discuss this. I need you to hurry to Luofeng City immediately. If this information is true, you must protect the Mu Family at all costs."

Lingyun bowed. "Rest assured, Teacher. As long as I’m there, nothing will happen to the Mu Family. Besides, Mu Chen is my only junior apprentice-brother; I’ll never let anything happen to him. It’s just that at my speed, it would take at least two days to get to Luofeng City from here. That will definitely be too late, so I’ll need to use the Teleportation Array."

Di Cang nodded. "No problem. I’ll just go have a word with Xuan Yin. Come with me." With that, Di Cang grabbed Lingyun’s arm, and with a single step, they vanished from the office...

Inside the Imperial Palace of the Capital City, Xuan Yin was lounging comfortably on the Dragon Throne, a book in one hand and a teacup in the other, clearly enjoying himself. Behind him, a slender young woman was massaging his shoulders.

"Jiu’Er, did you know that a genius has appeared in our Xuanling Empire?" Xuan Yin suddenly put down his book and said softly.

"Hm? Doesn’t our Xuanling Empire have many geniuses?" the slender woman’s voice was gentle. If Mu Chen were here, however, he would definitely find that voice incredibly familiar.

Hearing this, Xuan Yin smiled. "I suppose your father used the wrong word. Perhaps he should be called a monster instead."

The young woman called Jiu’Er asked with great interest, "A monster? I’ve rarely heard Father Emperor praise someone so highly. Who is this monster?"

Xuan Yin gave Qing’Er a mysterious look and said, "This person... he’s a student at the same academy as you, and he just enrolled this year. But I heard that as a new student from the outer ring, he actually defeated the Three-Ring Martial Spirit, Kong Ye Ming, in one fell swoop. I know that kid, Kong Ye Ming. He’s powerful, and on top of that, that old fellow Kong Ru dotes on him, sparing no effort or Cultivation Resources to perform Alchemy for him."

A beautiful curve formed on Jiu’Er’s lips, but it was quickly hidden. "Is it that person named Mu Chen?"

"Oh? You know Mu Chen, too? It seems his fame is growing. An Eighth-Ring Martial Master who can perform Walking on Air... I’m really looking forward to his growth more and more." Xuan Yin seemed to be talking to himself, his gaze drifting toward the distance.

Just then, a long, narrow Spatial Rift suddenly appeared in front of Xuan Yin. He was startled. If he hadn’t gotten a clear look at the people emerging from within, he might have immediately sent a signal to summon the National Guardian Elders.

"So it’s Dean Di. Appearing so suddenly, I thought you were assassins from another country." Xuan Yin wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and gave Di Cang an exasperated look.

Di Cang smiled, then his eyes landed on the young woman behind Xuan Yin, and he let out a surprised "eh?" "Isn’t this the Ninth Princess? Tsk tsk, I haven’t seen you in a few years, and you’ve already become so devastatingly beautiful. I’m afraid she’s on par with our academy’s Mu Bingling. Ah, Xuan Yin, you really have a fine daughter."

Xuan Yin turned to look at his daughter, unconcealed pride in his expression. The Ninth Princess was his sixth daughter, but she had been as beautiful as a celestial fairy since she was a child. Though his own consorts were beautiful, he never expected to have a daughter ten times more beautiful than her mother. This made Xuan Yin both happy and worried. After all, no one who saw the Ninth Princess could help but fall for her. As a result, for years, several neighboring mid-tier kingdoms had been constantly trying various methods to demand a marriage alliance.

But Xuan Yin had his own ideas. He hoped his daughter would find a powerful partner, one who could protect her at all times, not one of those useless silk-pants dandies.

At this thought, Xuan Yin’s proud expression suddenly became somewhat helpless. He shook his head and said, "Beauty is a good thing, but sometimes, being too beautiful is also a problem."

Di Cang stroked his beard but didn’t speak. Xuan Yin suddenly perked up and asked, "Right, Dean Di wouldn’t come here unless something was up. Tell me, if there’s anything I can help with, I’ll do my utmost."

Di Cang waved his hand and chuckled. "It’s not that dramatic. It’s just that the Mu Family in Luofeng City has run into a little trouble. I’d like to borrow the Empire Transmission Array to send Lingyun over to resolve the issue."

"The Mu Family in Luofeng City? You don’t mean the place where Mu Chen’s family is from?"

Xuan Yin’s words made the Ninth Princess, who was standing to the side, freeze for a moment. Her eyes grew distant, and her expression became unspeakably nervous. This series of reactions caught Lingyun’s attention.

Lingyun looked at the young woman before her with confusion. She had to admit, the woman was truly beautiful. Even Lingyun, a woman herself, found her captivating, let alone other men.

Today, the young woman wore a form-fitting, long lavender dress with wide sleeves. The dress enveloped her slender and graceful figure, and was adorned with faint, ink-like patterns, giving her a uniquely gentle and refined air. Her beautiful, lustrous hair cascaded down her back like a waterfall, while the hair at the front was smoothly coiled atop her head, revealing a clear forehead. On either side of her ears, two long locks of hair fell vertically. Her every gesture exuded a faint elegance. This alone was enough to mesmerize anyone; her aura was truly exceptional.

Looking at her face, one would be utterly stunned! Her fair cheeks were like translucent White Jade, flawless and pure. Her fine, curved, willow-leaf brows looked as if they were lightly dotted with pale ink; a single frown from them could express a world of charm. Her dewy eyes, which revealed infinite gentleness, could melt anyone who met her gaze into a pool of spring water, though right now, they showed only a hint of worry. Her pearly teeth lightly bit her tender pink lips, making one want to step forward and ask for whom this beauty grieved...

Lingyun swore that this was the second woman she had ever seen whose beauty was enough to topple nations. If Mu Bingling’s was a cold, noble, and untouchable beauty, like that of a Chuchen Fairy who had transcended the mortal world, then the Ninth Princess possessed a fragile beauty, like a white lotus—gentle, quiet, and pitiable, making anyone who saw her want to protect her.

Their auras were different, yet it was hard to say which was superior. But Lingyun had a strange feeling; this young woman felt familiar, as if... as if she had seen her somewhere before.

Gazing at the Ninth Princess again, Lingyun’s feeling of familiarity didn’t lessen but instead grew much stronger. But just as she was trying to figure out who this young woman was, the Ninth Princess suddenly turned her head to look at Lingyun, a hint of inquiry in her eyes. Lingyun froze, then abruptly turned her head away, no longer looking at her.

Di Cang nodded at Xuan Yin. "That’s right, it is indeed Mu Chen’s family. To prevent anything from happening to him, we should head to the Empire Transmission Array as quickly as possible."

Xuan Yin frowned. "In that case, there’s no time to lose. We’ll head to the rear mountain of the Imperial Palace immediately." After speaking, Xuan Yin turned his head, smiled at the Ninth Princess, and said, "Jiu’Er, why don’t you go for a walk in the rear garden? Don’t just stay cooped up in the study reading all day. It’s not good for your health."

The Ninth Princess gave a faint smile upon hearing this and said softly, "Go on and attend to your business, Father Emperor. I know how to take care of myself."

With that, the Ninth Princess took another book from the shelf and began to browse through it. Xuan Yin gave Di Cang a helpless look and said with a wry smile, "Let’s go."

Di Cang nodded, and taking Lingyun with him, followed Xuan Yin...

Seeing Di Cang, Lingyun, and Xuan Yin leave, the Ninth Princess gently closed the book, which she had been holding upside down due to her distraction. Her gaze drifted toward the direction of Luofeng City. ’Mu Chen, you have to be okay.’ The soft whisper revealed endless worry...