The Art of Chaotic Divinity

Chapter 580: Duling City!

"Wangduan Mountain is where the Tiance Clan resides," Tuoba Cheng blurted out. "Actually, our clan's cultivation path is just slightly different from that of ordinary martial practitioners. We've mastered some techniques for interpreting heavenly secrets, but it's not as mysterious as it sounds."

Tuoba Cheng paused for a moment before continuing, "If I had to describe Wangduan Mountain, I'd say it's a very complicated place."

"Complicated?" Ling Feng rubbed his nose. "How so?"

"Well..." Tuoba Cheng scratched the back of his head awkwardly. "You see, although I was sent by the Grand Elder to find the prophesied one, there's another group in the clan under the jurisdiction of Elder Hei Yu. They don't agree with letting outsiders enter the imperial tomb."

"Oh?" Ling Feng raised an eyebrow. It was no surprise. People were inherently selfish. The Tiance Clan's imperial tomb was connected to the inheritance of Great Emperor Tiance. How could the descendants of the Great Emperor be willing to hand over such an inheritance to others?

Because of these selfish motives, the Tiance Clan had split into two factions. One faction, led by the Grand Elder, believed in following destiny and finding the prophesied one to unlock the imperial tomb.

The other faction believed that they should resist the so-called destiny and instead search for the Book of Tiance so that the Tiance Clan could open the imperial tomb on their own.

For a long time, since the prophesied one had not yet emerged and there was no news of the Book of Tiance, the two factions had coexisted peacefully. However, Ling Feng's appearance would inevitably become the spark that ignites the conflict between them.

Tuoba Cheng quickly explained the internal situation of the clan in detail, but then confidently patted his chest and said, "But don't worry, Master. The Grand Elder's strength has reached an extraordinary level. He'll easily suppress Elder Hei Yu.

"You are the prophesied one, the child of destiny. Only you can open the Imperial Tomb and restore the former glory of the Tiance Clan!"

A look of fervor flashed in Tuoba Cheng's eyes.

The Great Prophecy Art!

If the Tiance Clan could regain mastery of this legendary art, they wouldn't have to remain secluded any longer.

Ling Feng smiled faintly and said, "It seems that this trip to Wangduan Mountain won't be as smooth as I imagined."

...

At Duling City, in the Western Wilderness region on the borders of the Tianbai Empire.

Beyond Duling City to the west lay a vast expanse of desert, which was why this region was called the Western Wilderness.

As the last major city before entering the Western Wilderness, Duling was naturally bustling with activity. It attracted a large number of martial practitioners who came to the wilderness to train or search for treasures. Because of this, the city was a melting pot of different people.

Notably, commerce thrived here. Cultivators from the Western Wilderness often came to Duling City to trade and exchange cultivation resources. Although the city wasn't very large, the sheer number of people passing through made it as lively as some of the wealthiest county cities.

Due to its proximity to the desert, Duling City's terrain was mostly sandy. Massive sandstorms and tornadoes were common, so martial practitioners in the city often wore face masks, veils, or cloaks to shield themselves from the dust.

Of course, another reason for wearing these items was to hide their identities.

"Wow, we finally made it to Duling City!" Tuoba Cheng exclaimed with excitement. "From here, it won't take long to reach Wangduan Mountain, especially at Lord Divine Donkey's speed."

Ling Feng jumped down from the despicable donkey's demonic cloud while feeling a bit nostalgic. "I used to travel with my grandfather, and I thought I had seen many places, but I've never been to the Western Wilderness before."

"Master, let's rest in Duling City for the night. We can continue our journey tomorrow morning," Tuoba Cheng said with a grin. "Although the Western Wilderness lacks water and food, there are still some delicious dishes in the city. When I came down from Wangduan Mountain years ago, I once tried some donkey meat... cough cough..."

Before Tuoba Cheng could finish, he noticed the despicable donkey glaring at him with a dark expression and immediately swallowed the word "meat."

Ling Feng shook his head with a smile. He casually tossed a cloak to the despicable donkey and said, "Most people in the city are wearing cloaks anyway. If you wear one, you shouldn't stand out too much."

"Tsk!"

The despicable donkey snorted disdainfully. "Who wants your junk? Check out my own battle robe!"

With that, he pulled out a colorful cloak and draped it over his shoulders, striking a flamboyant pose. "Look at this! Now this is fashion! This is my floral cloak! It’s fashionable, fashionable, and the most fashionable!"

"..." Ling Feng was dumbfounded.

"..." Tuoba Cheng was equally speechless.

"Awww..." Little Qiongqi chimed in with excited howls, repeating, "Fashion!"

Ling Feng gave the despicable donkey a thumbs-up before picking up Little Qiongqi from his arms. With a slight twitch of his mouth, he said, "Despicable Donkey, when we enter the city, please do us a favor and keep your distance. Thanks."

"Hmph! Tasteless folks!" The despicable donkey kept bending his front legs while posing dramatically. "I am undoubtedly the number one handsome man in the divine beast world! With this outfit, I'll surely drive countless maidens wild!"

"Forget maidens, but maybe a few dumb donkeys might like you. Hahaha!" Tuoba Cheng couldn't resist teasing.

Then, a scream echoed, signaling Tuoba Cheng's demise. n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

...

About fifteen minutes later, three cloaked figures entered Duling, the last large city before the Western Wilderness.

The moment they entered the city, countless eyes were drawn to them.

Of course, most of the gazes weren't friendly.

"Oh my god, how poor do you have to be to wear bed sheets as a cloak?"

"He's probably too ugly to show his face, but too poor to afford a proper cloak. Sigh, there are just too many poor fools in this world."

"Poor, ugly, and dumb. How pointless his life must be!"

"Just a fool trying to attract attention with strange clothes. Don't fall for it, everyone. Ignore him!"

The passersby's comments were far from kind. Ling Feng and Tuoba Cheng, intentionally or unintentionally, distanced themselves from the despicable donkey. It was too embarrassing to be seen next to him.

Meanwhile, under Ling Feng's cloak, Little Qiongqi occasionally peeked out, curiously observing everything around him with wide eyes filled with wonder and excitement.

"Bunch of tasteless fools," the despicable donkey muttered through gritted teeth. His donkey face turned bright red, but he wasn't about to argue with a bunch of ordinary folks. Soon, the trio found an inn to rest for the night, planning to continue their journey the next morning.

...

At the same time, at another gate of Duling City, several figures descended gracefully from the air.

Leading them was a young woman in a pale white dress. Though she wore no makeup, her ethereal beauty was like that of a celestial being. It was as if she had descended from the heavens.

Beside her was a younger maid dressed in a green robe, her delicate figure accentuated by the fitted gown.

"Miss, we've traveled so far this time!"

The maid in green pouted, clearly unhappy. "It's so hot here; I'm going to get tanned."

Behind this pair of master and servant were four companions—three men and one woman.

The three men couldn't help but secretly swallow their saliva as they stared at the back of the white-robed young woman.

It wasn't that they were lecherous. It was simply that this woman's beauty had reached such heights that ordinary men found it impossible to resist.

"Ehem!"

One of the older men stepped forward with a smile. "Junior Sister, you really didn't need to come along."

"That's right. With your status, you don't need to worry about such tasks," added a skinny man with a fawning grin as he hurried up.

The white-robed woman shook her head. "This matter is not simple. If I can help my father, even just a little, it's worth it."

"The sect leader is truly fortunate to have such a good daughter!" The skinny man chuckled.

"Enough, enough! Lu Shaoan, can you be quiet for a bit? If you're not annoyed, I sure am!" The green-robed maid glared at the skinny man, causing him to swallow the rest of his words.