Chapter 26: Chaotic Flame Wings

  Ling Wushuang darted freely between the trees, feeling light and agile like an eagle, as if she was about to soar into the sky. A shadow flashed beside her, and Xiao Jiu guessed that she had thought of food, letting out a series of excited chirps and tweets, frolicking with joy.

  Ling Wushuang jumped down from the trunk, her footsteps landing on the ground for a moment, only to discover that something was off with her body. She actually had a feeling of wanting to fly up, to fly...

  Suddenly, a faint red glow flashed on her body, Ling Wu Shuang discovered the abnormality of her body and exclaimed in surprise, "What's going on?"

  Unconsciously, she raised her hands and felt a faint red glow, like flames, slowly emerging from her skin. Gradually, the red glow spread out, forming a huge fire-red light ball that expanded outward. Her entire body was enveloped in a warm dawn-like aura, slowly rising upward.

  "Boom——"

  A brilliant light burst forth, and a pair of fiery wings suddenly unfolded!

  The fiery red light was soft and semi-transparent, about one zhang long and a bit wider, with pieces like the real fiery phoenix feathers, extremely soft, and lightly quivering, with scattered fire lights flashing around.

  "Blazing Wings!?" Ling Wu Xuan couldn't believe it. It wasn't a product of the mysterious aura's transformation, but rather the Chaotic Flames.

  A woman stands in mid-air, wearing white clothes and having black hair. A pair of fiery wings, several meters wide, grow from her back. Her long hair moves automatically without wind, just like the goddess of desire fire. Her face is cold and proud, with scarlet wings, perfectly blending ice and fire, and extremely merging coldness and heat!

  Ling Wushuang gazed at his hands, slowly clenched his fists, and his red lips curled up slightly. His thoughts became the guide, and the flames on his back fluttered lightly. His body then leaped into the air, piercing through the trees that covered the sky and sun. Suddenly, he was suspended in mid-air, gazing out at the endless mountains of the Setting Sun Forest, all within his field of vision.

  Xiao Jiu's dark eyes lit up, and a small red shadow jumped up, grabbed onto Ling Wu's sleeve, climbed to the top of her head, squatted down, pinched with its small paws, extremely excited.

  "Haha, great!" Ling Wu's fiery wings fluttered lightly, her hair danced in the air, and her silvery laughter echoed through the forest at sunset. Suddenly, she felt a sense of pride and relief. At this moment, even if it were a Tianxuan strongman or a Saint, they would be no match for her!

  Even if she can't win a fight, if she runs, who can catch up with her?

  One leg lightly treads on the vast sky, flames spread out and unfold, a red shadow flashes by in the forest of sunset.

  The trees and vines were dense, the green grass was lush, and two figures stood in front of and behind each other. The one standing in front was a man wearing a black cloak, with most of his face hidden in the shadows, only a few strands of hair visible on his chest, faintly reddish-brown. Lou Junyan raised his head to gaze at the distant sky, his scarlet lips curled into an enigmatic smile, smooth as flowing water, its meaning unclear.

  "A figure rushed over from a distance, with a calm expression, gazing in the direction where the red shadow disappeared, furrowing his brow in doubt and warning: 'Could it be another person from the Soul Clan?'"

  "Not" always stood behind Lou Junyan, hugging a black long sword, his voice was neither salty nor bland, but he didn't say much, and asked casually: "Found it?"

  "Not yet, but I've found some clues, still uncertain, need to observe further." The newcomer said, still somewhat puzzled, looked up and muttered: "This is impossible, who is that person?"

  "Mind your own business," Lou Junyan finally spoke up, his voice low and hoarse, but eerily cold.

  The surroundings suddenly fell silent, and after a long time, someone asked: "Your Majesty, when will we return? If the people of Wanli Luoyuan and Tianyin Valley find out that Your Majesty is not on Chudiridge, there will be big trouble."

  Lou Junyan just hooked his lips coldly, stood with his hands behind his back, and didn't say anything more. The two people behind him exchanged a glance, not daring to speak again, immediately fell silent.

  At this time, in the eastern part of the capital city, tea houses and wine shops were packed every day. The streets and alleys were also filled with lively discussions about the book. The storyteller was extremely excited, speaking with a mouthful of spittle, almost foaming at the mouth.

  "According to what Left Guardian Master said personally, that mysterious man simply waved his hand and annihilated three peak divine beings, those were indeed three peak divine beings!"

  "This is also freaking scary"

  "It's just too terrifying, what kind of person is that"

  "Who knows, maybe it's not something we little mystics can touch."

  There were even women whose eyes turned red with excitement, as if they were crazy, "If I could just catch a glimpse of him, or maybe be seen by him for a moment, then I would die without regret."

  A few days ago, the four peak gods of the Setting Sun Forest erupted in war, causing mountains to collapse and oceans to split. Huang Qi's seventh son, Nan Gong Ye, Tian Xue princess, two national guardians were unfortunately affected and returned with serious injuries.

  The power of the pinnacle gods, with a wave of their hand, can annihilate an entire city, and the four pinnacle gods are unheard of, overturning their previous beliefs. How can this not be exciting? How can it not make one's blood boil?!

  At that time, the east wind rose and the clouds surged. The various forces were both wary and eager to try, wanting to establish a connection with that mysterious person, but they were at a loss for what to do and did not dare to act rashly.

  Another piece of news, the young master of the Ji family who was taken in as a disciple by the Saint Hall elder a few years ago, the first young master of Donglin, Ji Yunyang, has returned to Donglin, which has also caused many young ladies to secretly rejoice. The Saint Hall is sacred and inviolable for the four countries, it is a kind of faith, a supreme existence.

  Some even speculated that those mysterious figures came from the Holy Temple!

  Compared to these two explosive pieces of news, the well-known Ling family's useless Miss has gone missing without a reason, and the master is furious, ordering the entire city to search for her. However, this only led to ridicule from all sides, with some even sarcastically saying that since such a useless person has gone missing, why bother searching? She was of no use even when she was around, and now she's just dragging down the Seventh Prince.

  The sun sets in the west, the sunset sinks below the horizon, and the night, like a tide, gradually floods the blue sky.

  The moon is full in the middle of the month, and the night is cool and refreshing.

  Ling Wushuang was unaware of all this, only feeling that the capital seemed a bit more lively than usual, but didn't think much of it. With quick steps, she entered the Ling family's gate.

  The attendants at the entrance of "Miss" saw Ling Wushuang, their expressions almost cried out, and they quickly ran inside, shouting: "Master, master, Miss Wushuang is back, miss is back!"

  Ling Wushuang was stunned for a moment before realizing that the atmosphere was off. It was already deep into the night, but the main gate had not been closed, and the long corridors were dimly lit with lanterns shining brightly.

  "Little rabbit, you still know how to come back!"

  Ling Wushuang stepped into the hall, and before he could say a word, he heard a loud roar with a full voice. He looked up to see Ling Jingtian striding towards him, his face burning with anger, his beard almost twisted by rage.

  "Really unmatched" Ling Moqiu stepped forward, his eyebrows furrowed with worry, and said in a deep voice: "Where have you been running to these past few days?"

  Wuduan mysteriously disappeared. For the past few days, almost everyone in the Ling family has been searching for him, but they haven't received any news. He's really worried that Wuduan will end up like him, being secretly plotted against.

  "Grandfather, Fourth Uncle," Ling Wu Shuang rubbed his nose and smiled awkwardly, only then realizing that he had caused trouble. He was used to coming and going as he pleased, but hadn't expected that his sudden disappearance for a few days would cause such a big commotion.

  Old Man Ling grumbled angrily and scolded: "Where have you been running to these past few days?"

  The tone was stern, but it couldn't hide the anxiety and worry.

  "Bring a servant next time you go out, or at least let everyone know." Ling Moqiu's eyebrows furrowed tightly as he carefully examined him, and only when he saw that Ling Wuduo was unharmed did he secretly breathe a sigh of relief, saying: "Alright, it's fine since nothing happened."

  "I understand." Ling Wu Xuan's heart warmed up, and he was unusually obedient. Suddenly, he thought of something and waved his hand at the people around him, "All of you, go down."

  "Yes", the slaves and attendants retreated in a flurry.

  Ling Moqiu looked puzzled but didn't say anything.

  "Whoosh——"

  At this moment, a red shadow flashed by quickly, and then a round little fireball fell on the black case beside Ling Jing Tian with a thud.

  "What thing" The old man's eyes widened in surprise, and he took a step back. He lowered his head and stared at Xiaojiu with wide eyes. After a closer look, he exclaimed: "Is it a Xuan beast? Could it be the Fire Fox?"

  But Fire Fox was just a two-stage Xuan beast, how could it be so fast?

  "A little foodie" Ling Wu Shuang didn't say much, just hooked his lips and smiled, then said: "Grandfather, Fourth Uncle, let's go to the study room to talk, I have something good to give you."

  The sacred fruit is too rare and precious, it's easy to be coveted by others. She fears that when she takes it out later, the old man will get overexcited, shout in surprise, and it'll be hard not to let others know.

  "Is that good?" Ling Tian, who had been worried for so many days, was still visibly angry. Looking at Ling Wushuang's mysterious appearance, he said indifferently: "You little rabbit, just don't cause any more trouble."