The Art of Chaotic Divinity

Chapter 590: The Strategy of Redirecting Calamity!

"You bunch of lowlifes, all of you, get out of my sight!" Nangong Yin furiously slammed his hand on the bed. Just as he was about to continue his arrogant tirade, there was a sudden bang! His head was violently grabbed and smashed against the wall.

Boom!

With a loud crash, a hole appeared in the wall, spider-like cracks rapidly spread across its surface.

"Have you made enough noise yet?"

Ling Feng gripped Nangong Yin's hair tightly, his eyes brimming with killing intent. This kind of scum was truly the worst of the worst.

"Ah!"

Nangong Yin screamed in pain. However, as a Transformation Realm martial artist, although his head was smashed into the wall and he was in a sorry state, his injuries weren't severe. He quickly pulled his head out of the wall while glaring at Ling Feng with a furious expression. "You're dead! You're so dead! Not only you, but I'll kill every man in your family and defile every woman!"

Ling Feng's eyes flashed with cold fury. This piece of trash wasn't worth keeping alive.

"You're asking for death!"

Ling Feng struck again, this time firmly gripping Nangong Yin's throat. With his immense strength, he immediately choked Nangong Yin until his face turned purple and he started gasping for breath.

Hong Li and the others quickly rushed forward, pleading on Nangong Yin's behalf. If Ling Feng really killed Nangong Yin, all of their previous efforts would have been in vain.

"Brother Ling, please think carefully about this! Though this man deserves to die, his death could trigger a war between the two nations. If the Tianyang Empire launches an eastern campaign, our Tianbai Empire will face internal and external crises," Hong Li urgently reasoned.

"Mr. Ling, please... endure it for now," Yue Yunlan clenched her fists tightly. As much as she despised Nangong Yin, she had no choice but to plead for his life.

"Heh, heh, heh..."

Even with his throat gripped, Nangong Yin maintained a smug expression. "So what? Even if you have the strength to crush me, so what? Some people were born at the finish line! Nôv(el)B\\jnn

"I am the crown prince of Jingwang, while you... you're just trash. You dared to touch me today? No one can save you. You will die! And you'll die horribly!"

Nangong Yin stared at Ling Feng with madness in his eyes, bordering on insanity.

"Is that so?"

Ling Feng slowly loosened his grip, allowing Nangong Yin to fall on the ground and catch his breath. He inhaled deeply as a twisted smile of triumph spread across his face. "Scared now? If you're scared, kneel and beg for mercy, and maybe I'll spare your life..."

But before he could finish taunting Ling Feng,, Nangong Yin let out a scream akin to a slaughtered pig. Ling Feng had stomped down hard between his legs, crushing his root of evil into a bloody mess.

"Ahhhhh!"

Nangong Yin writhed in agony on the ground while drenched in cold sweat. He pointed at Ling Feng and roared, "You... You dare!"

Crack!

A sharp sound echoed as Ling Feng casually twisted and broke Nangong Yin's finger, causing him even more excruciating pain.

"If you don't want to die here, you'd better behave."

Ling Feng shot Nangong Yin a cold glance and kicked him aside. Nangong Yin let out a few cries of pain before passing out. However, with his Transformation Realm vitality, he wouldn't die so easily.

"It's over..."

Hong Li, Yu Qian, and the others felt a chill in their hearts. Although Nangong Yin was still alive, the severity of his injuries meant that he would inevitably seek revenge.

"Mr. Ling, you..." Yue Yunlan bit her lip, hesitating on what to say. "Doing this..."

"It's fine." Ling Feng's icy demeanor softened slightly when he looked at Yue Yunlan. He calmly said, "Miss Yue, let's make some changes to our previous plan."

"Changes?" Yue Yunlan, Hong Li, and the others exchanged confused glances. "Mr. Ling, what do you have in mind?"

"This man must die!"

Ling Feng's gaze burned with murderous intent. "We'll take him back to the Cangqiong Sect and imprison him. With him as a hostage, the Tianyang Empire won't dare to start a war."

"Uh..." Yue Yunlan glanced at Ling Feng. "But we can't just let this drag on like this."

"We only need to inform the Tianyang Empire and have them send an envoy to the imperial capital to retrieve Nangong Yin. Then, we'll ensure he dies at the hands of demons on his way back. That way, it would have nothing to do with our Tianbai Empire," Ling Feng sneered. At that point, they would secretly have the despicable donkey take action, shifting the blame to the demons.

When the time came, even if the Tianyang Empire was furious, they would only start a war with the demons. The Tianbai Empire could stay out of it.

Yue Yunlan pondered for a moment before understanding Ling Feng's plan. She nodded slightly. "This plan should work."

"Hmph, this scum deserves to die!" Qiao Qiao angrily kicked Nangong Yin several times while spitting in disdain. "Mr. Ling, your idea is brilliant!"

"Mhmm, I agree this plan is feasible," Hong Li also nodded. "If we shift the calamity eastward and make the demons take the fall, we'll see if the Tianyang Empire has the guts to retaliate against them, haha! Excellent plan!"

Ling Feng rubbed his nose. This was the best solution he could think of at the moment. Normally, he wouldn't bother with such tactics to deal with trash like this, but given the stakes involving potential conflict between two nations, he had no choice but to handle it carefully.

"This situation is critical. No one here is to leak even a word about this!" Yue Yunlan's sharp gaze swept over everyone, her voice icy.

Everyone solemnly promised to keep the secret. Finally, all eyes turned to Yu Qian. If anyone among them was unreliable, it would be Yu Qian.

"Don't worry, don't worry! If I, Yu Qian, let even a single word slip, may I be struck by lightning and die a horrible death!" Yu Qian hurriedly swore an oath, and the others finally trusted him.

Ling Feng turned to look at Nangong Yin, who was lying unconscious nearby, and pulled out a golden needle. He casually performed a few acupuncture treatments. Seeing the confusion on everyone's faces, he explained, "I've sealed his dantian with acupuncture and destroyed the tendons in his throat. From this point on, he won't even be able to speak."

Mute, nutless, and a sealed dantian—Nangong Yin, even if he survived, would be nothing more than a cripple.

"Haha, that's truly satisfying!"

Qiao Qiao was the first to clap her hands in delight. Nangong Yin's foul mouth that constantly spewed arrogant words and filth, was utterly repugnant.

"Thank you, Mr. Ling!" The victim, Fang Ning, knelt and bowed to Ling Feng. If Ling Feng and the others hadn't arrived in time, she would have been defiled by that scum, Nangong Yin.

Ling Feng helped Fang Ning up and said calmly, "The remaining medicinal strength in your body has been cleared. Rest for a night, and you'll recover."

"Thank you, Mr. Ling, thank you," Fang Ning wept. After experiencing such a nightmare, any woman would be left traumatized.

"Alright, it's late. Everyone should return and rest," Yue Yunlan instructed everyone to head back to their rooms. She stayed behind alone, her gaze fixed on Ling Feng, and sighed softly with, "Mr. Ling, we were fortunate to have you this time."

If it were up to her, she wouldn't have known how to handle this situation.

She now had some understanding of why her father, despite being a powerful human emperor, had grayed at the temples so early.

Those in high positions were often seen only at peak, while their struggles beneath that peak remained unseen.

(PS: The upcoming plot will involve wars between empires, so Nangong Yin serves as a key foreshadowing. Mhmm, so he will appear again later. But don't worry, this scum will meet a very miserable end! A truly, truly tragic end! Heavenly Dao always ensures justice, hehe...)