The Art of Chaotic Divinity

Chapter 387: Lin Xian'er’s True Origins!

Even after seeing Lin Xian'er’s heartbroken expression, Lin Canglang’s eyes were filled with nothing but coldness and venom. He spat out viciously, "Xian'er, I had given you the chance to leave before. You didn’t cherish that opportunity. Now, you have the opportunity to repay me for raising you by taking this calamity on my behalf!"

"Shameless!" Yun Yiyi clenched her fists in anger. How can such a heartless father exist in this world?

Even if Lin Xian'er was not his biological daughter, she had called him father countless times. Didn’t that evoke even a shred of familial affection?

"How preposterous! You old monster, how dare you threaten me with a hostage!?"

The despicable donkey’s ears twitched furiously as it cursed, "If you want to kill, just kill. That ugly woman has nothing to do with me, you old freak. Go to hell!"

"Don’t act recklessly!"

Ling Feng quickly restrained the despicable donkey. Lin Xian'er's life is still in the hands of that demon!

"I’m furious!" The despicable donkey snorted, releasing a burst of white mist from its nostrils. "You humans are nothing but trouble!"

"Ling Feng, make that donkey back off! As long as my safety is ensured, I can still spare Xian'er!"

Lin Canglang, startled by the despicable donkey, tightened his grip on Lin Xian'er’s neck. His strength was so great that she could barely breathe, and his sharp nails even pierced her skin, causing blood to flow.

Ling Feng clenched his fists. A demon like Lin Canglang, if allowed to escape, would surely bring disaster upon countless innocent people.

But what about Lin Xian'er? Was she not innocent too?

For a moment, Ling Feng found himself in a dilemma.

"Ling Feng, let me tell you one more thing!" Lin Canglang’s body began to tremble slightly. The power of the Devil’s Blood-Devouring Curse was rapidly fading. He didn’t have much time left and could barely hold onto Lin Xian'er’s neck.

"That old bastard, Duanmu Qingshan, has been searching for his daughter all this time, hasn’t he? Hahaha!" Lin Canglang fixed his gaze on Ling Feng, sneering. "Don’t you think Xian'er bears some resemblance to that old man?"

"Y-You mean?" Ling Feng’s eyes widened in shock.

Could Lin Xian'er really be Duanmu Qingshan’s daughter?

If that were the case, Ling Feng couldn’t allow Lin Xian'er to die in front of him. How could he ever face Duanmu Qingshan if she did?

"Years ago, I injured Duanmu Qingshan’s daughter. The little girl hit her head and lost her memory, mistaking me for her father. I thought it would be amusing for that old fool’s daughter to recognize an enemy as her father. Hahaha! Who would have thought that this stupid woman would call me daddy for over a decade!? Hahaha, it’s truly hilarious!"

Lin Canglang laughed wildly as he gripped Lin Xian'er's neck tightly, his eyes filled with bloodlust. He shouted, "If you don't want Xian'er to die, make that donkey back off and don't try anything!"

"You are despicable!"

Ling Feng clenched his fists. Seeing Lin Xian'er’s pale face, almost at death’s door, he had no choice but to compromise.

If Lin Xian'er was indeed his master's daughter, he couldn’t let anything happen to her, no matter the cost.

"Release her and leave!" Ling Feng said through gritted teeth.

"Hehehehe... You will never beat me!" Lin Canglang loosened his grip slightly while laughing sinisterly. "Your heart isn't ruthless enough, so you’ll never win against me. You will eventually die by my hand!"

Lin Xian'er managed to take a faint breath. Hearing Lin Canglang’s words, her heart turned to ashes.

All these years, I have been recognizing an enemy as my father.

How laughable!

It turns out that I have been nothing more than a tool... A joke from the beginning.

"Lin Canglang, your triumph won’t last long!" Ling Feng stared at Lin Canglang, his voice icy. "Let go of Xian'er. From the moment you do, you have three hours to escape."

"Hmph! First, make that donkey retreat 1000 zhang!" Lin Canglang tightened his grip on Lin Xian'er's neck again as he spoke in a cold tone.

"Black donkey, do as he says." Ling Feng sighed, looking at the despicable donkey.

"Hmph, human emotions are nothing but a burden," the despicable donkey scoffed while scratching its ear but still retreated 1000 zhang as instructed.

It only cared about Ling Feng’s safety. Whether Lin Xian'er lived or died was of no concern to it.

Seeing the despicable donkey retreat swiftly, Lin Canglang felt slightly relieved. He pushed Lin Xian'er into Ling Feng’s arms and then transformed into countless demonic shadows, disappearing without a trace in an instant.

Ling Feng caught Lin Xian'er, checked her pulse carefully, and found that she was just weak but not seriously injured. He finally breathed a sigh of relief.

It wasn’t that Lin Canglang had suddenly become benevolent; he simply had no strength left. Otherwise, with his vicious nature, he would have taken half of Lin Xian'er's life with a single strike.

"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry... it's all my fault..." Lin Xian'er wept uncontrollably, her eyes swollen with tears. Collapsing into Ling Feng’s arms, she cried herself into unconsciousness.

Yun Yiyi and Gu Tengfeng then flew over. Seeing Lin Xian'er in Ling Feng's embrace, they couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

This kind of situation would be hard for anyone to bear.

"Hey, brat, are you really going to let that guy go just like that?" The despicable donkey swaggered over, looking displeased. "I hate leaving things unfinished. Killing someone halfway and then stopping is too frustrating!"

"Uh..." Gu Tengfeng, who had never seen the despicable donkey before, was obviously surprised by the terrifying black donkey beside Ling Feng.

He couldn’t understand why such a powerful demonic beast would help Ling Feng.

However, he quickly adapted and swallowed nervously before saying, "Ling Feng, that Demon-Masked Lord is pure evil. There's no need to show him any mercy. Why don't we chase after him now?"

"No need." Ling Feng shook his head calmly. "I actually had a backup plan. The reason I seemed so anxious earlier was to make Lin Canglang lower his guard."

"Backup plan? What backup plan?" The despicable donkey leaned in, its massive head filled with curiosity.

"When you started to back up, I had already sent Zifeng to secretly follow Lin Canglang. By now, Zifeng should have accomplished its mission."

Ling Feng touched his nose while reflecting. Although he hadn’t expected Lin Canglang to reveal Lin Xian'er’s true origins in a bid to save his own life, this unexpected turn of events had led him to discover his master’s daughter.