Chaos Heavenly Emperor Art

Before long, Ling Feng and his companion arrived at the main hall.

Ryuzawa Riyue and Sariye, who were guest members, had already arrived.

After the maid Della led Michael to his seat, she poured him tea and water, treating him with great courtesy.

Seeing Freya come out of the inner hall arm in arm with Ling Feng, Long Ze Liyue frowned slightly: Could it be that that little vixen Freya beat her to it?
"Cough cough..."

Sensing several strange gazes directed at him, Ling Feng quickly coughed a few times, broke free from Freya's arm, and strode towards Michael. "Brother Michael, have your injuries healed? I was supposed to be visiting you, but I didn't expect you to come in person. Really..."

Michael opened his arms and grabbed Ling Feng's arm tightly, grinning as he said, "It's easier said than done to fully recover, but I've managed to recover about 30-50%. That's why I'm here now that I can move around."

As he spoke, he released Ling Feng's arm, took a step back, and bowed to Ling Feng, saying, "Greetings, Lord Tianmu Divine Throne!"

"Brother Michael, you're being too kind to me."

Ling Feng quickly helped Michael up, saying, "If you consider me a friend, please don't try this."

"The Third God Throne is the Third God Throne. Even if I don't have a seat now, back when I was the God of War, I still had to pay my respects to the Third God Throne."

Michael said this, but he was quite pleased with himself.

Although the throne was taken away, fortunately, I had a keen eye and befriended Long Fei, so I will have a powerful backer in the future.

"I heard that you not only defeated and killed Metatron, but also defeated several captains of the Silent Guard who specialized in dealing with Metatron. You really are..."

Michael looked Ling Feng up and down, his face full of amazement. "You've been hiding this really well!"

Freya, standing nearby, added with a smile, "Who says otherwise!"

Ling Feng chuckled and laughed it off, "It was just good luck, pure luck!"

"Tch, excessive modesty is just arrogance! Why can't I have one too, I..."

As Michael was speaking, he suddenly felt a pang of heart palpitation and clutched his chest, unable to breathe for a long time.

This is the aftereffect of the previous seating arrangement challenge. Although he won a round despite risking his life, his injuries were much more severe than those of the others.

Ling Feng quickly helped Michael up, gently patted Michael's back, and then inserted a golden needle into one of Michael's acupoints.

The next moment, Michael's complexion improved somewhat. He had experienced Ling Feng's medical skills before when he was in the bottom city, so he was not surprised by this.

He simply clasped his hands in a fist salute to Ling Feng and said, "Thank you! Brother Long Fei!"

"Since we're good brothers, let's skip the formalities."

Ling Feng patted his shoulder, "Your injury has damaged the very essence of your divine power. Even I don't have a good way to make you fully heal in a short time."

"It doesn't matter..."

A hint of disappointment flashed in Michael's eyes, but he still forced a smile and said, "Brother Long Fei, I've come today for two reasons. First, to congratulate you on ascending to the Third Divine Throne; secondly..."

He chuckled dryly a few times and continued, "I also want to shamelessly try to get a guest elder position in your Heavenly Eye Temple, just like Freya and the others?"

However, before Ling Feng could even reply, Freya and the other two women almost simultaneously refused.

"no!"

"Don't even think about it!"

"No way!"

Freya, Ryuzawa Riyue, and Sariel stepped forward together, their eyebrows raised in anger as they glared at Michael.

Freya crossed her arms and said irritably, "Michael, what are you doing here at our Heavenly Eye Temple, a grown man? This is our territory now!"

Long Ze Liyue also said coldly, "That's right, there's a difference between men and women, it's inconvenient for you to come."

Although Sariel did not speak, the rejection in his eyes was very obvious.

Michael looked embarrassed and argued, "Well, Brother Long Fei is a man too..."

"Can Long Fei be the same?"

Freya immediately retorted, "He is the master of the temple! Are you?"

"that is!"

Ryuzawa Riyue continued to add insult to injury, "And you, the mighty God of War, whose life is about fighting, how can you be as unambitious as us little women! You should apply for an overseas assignment and make a name for yourself!"

Michael was rendered speechless by the rebuttal, his face turning pale and then red.

These women are being treated so differently!
Why does it feel like this Tianmu Temple has now become Long Fei's "harem"?

Ling Feng watched this scene, feeling both amused and exasperated.

Although his opinion of Michael had changed somewhat after the battle of the city of the bottom, he also considered recruiting Michael to his service.

However, Michael is too loyal to the priesthood, making him too difficult to win over. Keeping him at the Temple of Heaven would only create more problems. It would be perfect to use them as a way to reject Michael.

He patted Michael on the shoulder and said earnestly, "Brother Michael, I understand your thoughts. But Freya and the others are right. As the saying goes, you can take away the commander of an army, but you cannot take away the will of a common man. Although you have lost your divine throne, in my heart you are still a great man who stands tall and upright. How can you lose your fighting spirit because of a temporary setback?"

"The Zerg are currently very active in the Abyss Zone, and they need manpower right now. With your strength, you will definitely be able to make a name for yourself there and restore the glory of the God of War."

As he spoke, Ling Feng took out a storage bag and handed it to Michael: "Here are some source material dust, a small token of my appreciation, to help you recover from your injuries as soon as possible. I hope that when we meet again, we will see an invincible god of battle!"

Michael took the storage bag and scanned it with his divine sense. Inside, there were 100,000 units of source material dust!
He was immediately thrilled. These source material dusts were exactly the best "medicine" for him to restore his divine origins!

For a moment, Michael's disappointment lessened considerably. He looked at Ling Feng with gratitude and said in a deep voice, "Thank you, good brother! I'll remember this kindness! Good! I'll go apply for a posting to the Longyuan Relay Station right away. Damn it, in the next ranking challenge, I'll definitely take back everything I've lost!"

"Okay, go ahead, take care."

Ling Feng nodded and bowed to him, "When you return, if you still wish to stay here as a guest elder, then the gates of my Heavenly Eye Temple will be open forever for you!"

"Farewell!"

Michael bowed again, glanced at the three women with some displeasure, and then turned and left.

Watching Michael's departing figure, Freya sidled up to Ling Feng and said with a grin, "How about it? I've discovered you're quite cunning! You've almost completely fooled that Michael!"

Ling Feng smiled helplessly: "Isn't it because you don't want Brother Michael to stay?"

"Tch, so it's our fault?"

Freya rolled her eyes at Ling Feng, and the three women stood side by side, staring at Ling Feng resentfully.

"Alright, alright, it's my fault! I'll host a banquet tonight to properly entertain the three goddesses, is that alright?"

"That's pretty much it!"

The three women then smiled with satisfaction.

Having managed to swindle Michael away, Ling Feng's thoughts returned to the highest research institute of the Northern Underworld Military Academy.

To obtain the relevant permissions of the Supreme Research Institute, we must start with the Northern Underworld God of War.

It seems I'll have to talk to the Northern Underworld God of War next to see if I can win him over.

Ling Feng's gaze narrowed slightly.

Suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something.

The Judgment Council is divided into three major factions: the Clergy Academy, the Pudu Academy, and the Beiming Military Academy.

Since Bingqing's personality was split into three, one of them became the saintess Mio of the Pudu Academy, while the other went to the Silent Domain of the Clergy and became a clergyman Yan.

Since both major powers each have one, the remaining one will most likely be at the Northern Underworld Military Academy.

Therefore, whether it's to find Bing Qing's original body or to find Bing Qing's last personality, I'll probably have to make a trip to the Beiming Military Academy.

Thinking of this, Ling Feng looked at Freya again, "Before the banquet, I would like to trouble our goddess of wisdom to accompany me to the Northern Underworld Military Academy. Would you be interested?"

Ling Feng knew that this woman had her own methods for maintaining her position as the fourth god for so long.

She is known as the goddess of wisdom, but she is definitely not as simple as she appears to be—big-headed and brainless.

Of course, on the other hand, it's also because his foundation as the third god is too shallow. But if the Northern Underworld God of War sees that the original fourth god has joined his ranks, it can be considered a way to demonstrate his strength and foundation.

"Okay!"

Freya glanced at Ling Feng. "I've been stuck in the temple for so long, it's incredibly boring. Since you've asked, I'll reluctantly accompany you!"

"Long Fei, I want to go too!"

When Long Ze Liyue saw that Ling Feng was going to go out alone with Freya, she was furious. This was creating an opportunity for the two of them!
"Okay, let's go together!"

Ling Feng nodded and smiled. Since he was going to the Beiming Military Academy to show his strength, it would be better to bring Long Ze and Li Yue along. With three former God Thrones under his command, the Beiming Military God would definitely have to think twice.

He looked at Sariel and said with a smile, "In that case, Sariel, you will come with us! I refuse to believe that the three goddesses can't defeat that Northern Underworld God of War!"

"This……"

Sariel blinked her beautiful eyes, but nodded nonetheless. "Alright then, I've had some dealings with the Beiming Military Academy before, so maybe I can be of some help."

"Alright, alright, then thank you all in advance."

Ling Feng bowed to the three women, confident that once he obtained access to the highest research institute, he would be able to successfully retrieve Bing Qing's original body and third personality.

Just as Ling Feng was secretly delighted, Freya, who was closest to him, pinched the soft flesh on Ling Feng's waist hard, leaned close to his ear, snorted coldly at him, and strode out of the main hall first.

He simply left a message from afar: "Weren't you going to the Northern Underworld Military Academy? What are you waiting for? Let's go!" (End of Chapter)