The Art of Chaotic Divinity

During Yan Jinghong's pursuit of the two demon marshals, Ling Feng had already located the valley where the Autumn Dew Fruit was growing.

Bending down, Ling Feng plucked a specimen of the Autumn Dew Fruit. These fruits, with their vibrant red hue, resembled strawberries. Each berry was plump and enticing, tempting anyone who laid eyes on them.

"The Autumn Dew Fruit only grows in this area. So, the lair of the red-tailed fox might be around here."

Ling Feng raised his consciousness and began searching the surroundings in all directions.

"Even though it has mutated into a demonic race, the red-tailed fox must surely retain some fox-like habits. If I focus on that aspect, it shouldn't be too difficult to find some clues," Ling Feng thought to himself.

"Claw marks, scent, and red fur that are easily shed from the fluffy tail of the red-tailed fox are the best clues!"

Ling Feng was very patient. As a physician, he never lacked patience.

Meanwhile, a graceful figure glided through the sky, with a pair of light green wings fluttering behind her. It was Lin Yinyin, the cousin of Yan Jinghong.

"Hmm, why is there still someone here?"

As Lin Yinyin observed from the air, she noticed Ling Feng with his head down, seemingly searching for something around the valley. A sense of surprise quietly welled up in her heart.

In theory, the battlefield where Yan Jinghong clashed with the demon marshals was not far from here. It's quite surprising to see human martial artists still in the vicinity. One would expect them to have been frightened away long ago.

"Just a kid in the Qi Formation Realm." Lin Yinyin squinted as she assessed Ling Feng's figure. She then flapped her wings and flew towards the mountain stream where Yan An had stopped before.

Due to her constant presence by Yan Jinghong's side, she had interacted with Yan An quite a bit and knew well what kind of person he was.

Yan An naturally stopped halfway because he had found his prey.

And for a lecherous fellow like him, his prey could only be a beautiful woman.

Ling Feng also noticed the figure flying across the sky. He quickly pretended to be gathering Autumn Dew Fruits in the valley, attempting to conceal his presence.

Fortunately, the figure didn't linger for too long. Ling Feng breathed a sigh of relief, but he also knew he had to make the most of his time.

"Hmm?" Suddenly, Ling Feng's eyes lit up as he found a slender red fur on the western side of the valley.

"The fur of the Red-Tailed Fox!"

Ling Feng's gaze shifted towards the western side of the valley.

Advancing along the valley, Ling Feng finally saw a crystal-clear deep pool about a hundred zhang away.

At the other end of the deep pool was a small hill less than a hundred meters high, with a river flowing down from its peak, creating a small waterfall.

"Although the Red-Tailed Fox has been quite cautious, it left some claw marks here. The trail of claw marks all converges here. Could it be that the lair of the Red-Tailed Fox is within this deep pool?" Ling Feng rubbed his nose, pondering for a moment.

"Quite possible!"

A subtle smile played on the corner of Ling Feng's lips. Only a place like this, with the humidity of the pool water, could mask the fox's distinctive odor, making it challenging to be detected.

In the depths of the pool, some green rocks were visible, faintly emerging above the water's surface, forming a rock path leading to the opposite side.

The water in the pool would occasionally submerge the green rocks, effectively washing away any footprints on them.

"Indeed it's a fox, truly cunning!"

Ling Feng raised an eyebrow, unleashing his body technique. His perception was quite formidable. Those partially submerged green rocks in the pool were utterly transparent to his eyes.

Stepping on the green rocks, Ling Feng quickly reached a slightly larger rock beneath the waterfall. This massive rock, constantly polished by the waterfall over the years, was exceptionally smooth.

Ling Feng lifted his head and indeed, behind the waterfall, he saw a cave that wasn't too big nor too small.

Behind the water curtain, there was another world!

...

"I wonder how my younger cousin is doing. However, just two demon marshals won't be able to escape his pursuit."

Lin Yinyin smiled faintly, activating her Wings of Light. In no time, she had returned to the mountain stream where Yan An had landed.

"Hmm?"

She suddenly sensed something amiss. There should have been quite a few human martial artists hiding here before, but now they were nowhere to be seen.

Faintly, she could also smell a scent of blood.

"Did that scoundrel Yan An kill someone again?"

The Wings of Light gradually retracted, and Lin Yinyin gracefully landed on the ground. Taking only a few steps, she spotted a corpse casually discarded at the edge of the mountain stream. Several wild beasts were feasting on the remains.

"Poor guy." Lin Yinyin sneered, indifferent to the sight.

In the world of martial artists, it's survival of the fittest. Those unfortunate enough to fall into Yan An's hands can only blame their own bad luck.

However, Lin Yinyin quickly sensed that something was amiss.

Although the corpse was already mutilated beyond recognition, Lin Yinyin could still discern that the clothing on the body seemed to belong to Yan An.

"Hmm?" Lin Yinyin waved her hand, sending out a blade of true qi that killed the surrounding beasts. With a light step on the ground, she gracefully landed beside the discarded corpse.

Covering her nose with her hand, Lin Yinyin squinted at the corpse. Though the face had been gnawed beyond recognition, a fallen jade pendant nearby revealed the identity of the deceased.

The character 'Yan' was prominently engraved on that exquisitely crafted jade pendant.

Every member of the Yan family would have a similar jade pendant. Given Lin Yinyin's relationship with Yan Jinghong, she was well aware of this fact.

"Who is it?" Lin Yinyin furrowed her brows, quickly linking the situation to the sect disciples who had been hiding in this area.

"It's disciples from the Wenxian Sect!"

Lin Yinyin vaguely recalled that the three old men who had been fortunately rescued by Yan Jinghong had mentioned being elders of the Wenxian Sect.

"Such insignificant disciples from the Wenxian Sect dared to kill a member of the Yan family?"

Lin Yinyin snorted. Enjoying the wealth and glory by virtue of her relationship with Yan Jinghong, she had long considered herself the future mistress of the Yan family.

"Perfect, since entering the Yan family, I haven't accomplished anything significant. This is a great opportunity to earn merit for the Yan family!"

Lin Yinyin's lips curved into a subtle smile. Whether or not Yan An survived was of no concern to her. However, discovering and eliminating the person who killed Yan An would undoubtedly be a significant achievement.

"A small disciple of the Wenxian Sect doesn't require my cousin to worry. I alone am sufficient!"

Although Lin Yinyin's aptitude is not outstanding, she has received numerous pills and treasures due to her relationship with Yan Jinghong. Despite her young age, she has already reached the seventh level of the Pulse Condensation Realm.

With her current strength, Lin Yinyin was more than qualified to become an inner sect elder in the Wenxian Sect.

She naturally didn't think highly of a few mere disciples of the Wenxian Sect.

"After killing someone, they should find a way to escape back to their sect." Lin Yinyin sneered. Behind her, the Wings of Light reappeared, about to take off into the air. However, at this moment, she noticed a teenager in his early teens running towards them from a distance, seemingly one of those Wenxian Sect disciples from earlier.

"Dare to come back?" Lin Yinyin's wings of light flicked behind her, and like lightning, she directly appeared in front of the young man.

"Little brother, where do you think you're going?" Lin Yinyin chuckled, her phoenix-like eyes revealing a murderous intent.

"Ah!"

The young man was startled, suddenly seeing a figure ahead. His legs went weak, collapsing to the ground, and he stammered, "S-Senior Sister Jiang, I-I..."

"Senior Sister Jiang? Little brother, do you just randomly associate people? Am I not as good as your so-called Senior Sister Jiang?" Lin Yinyin's cherry lips parted slightly, exuding a seductive charm that captivated the heart.

The young man raised his head, beholding a breathtakingly beautiful face before him, and involuntarily became enchanted by the sight.

If Ling Feng was here, he would surely recognize that this person was none other than Mei Youniao who persuaded Jiang Wanqing to leave with Yan An to save his own life. He was also the first to flee!