What Nerve

As the sounds of bombardment continued to ring out from nearby, the crowd could no longer hold themselves back and began speaking up.

"Someone actually dares to cause trouble at the Alchemist Guild? This is simply a slap in this old man's face." President Fa Ma's face darkened as he narrowed his eyes, his expression full of hostility.

"Someone this bold? This old man is seeing it for the first time." Nalan Jie stroked his beard, a trace of interest in his voice. Yet, being an old and shrewd man, he immediately added, "President Fa Ma, Master Lin Feng, just watch as this old man teaches that scoundrel a lesson."

"Hehe, everyone knows that you, Nalan Jie, are famous for selling out your teammates." After taking his usual jab at his old rival Nalan Jie, Mu Chen turned serious as he addressed Fa Ma and Lin Feng.

"President Fa Ma, Master Lin Feng, if you need anything later, please don't hesitate to give the order."

"I never expected there to be such an arrogant fool in the Imperial Capital. President Fa Ma, Master Lin Feng, the Imperial Family will certainly dispatch troops to capture this villain."

At the side, Grand Princess Yao Ye was equally indignant. She felt that this arrogant person was showing them far too little respect, daring to act so brazenly in the Imperial Capital and treating the Imperial Family as if it did not exist.

"Lin Feng thanks everyone for your support. However, I would like to see just how bold this fellow is, to dare make a scene at my Celebration Banquet."

As soon as he finished speaking, before the others could react, a surge of Dou Qi flowed from his Dantian to his back.

Bang...

A pair of black Wings appeared behind Lin Feng. Then, with a whoosh, he shot toward the source of the booming sounds under the crowd's shocked gazes.

"Hiss..."

"A-a Dou Wang expert!?" Little Princess Yao Yue, who had been boredly yawning all along, spoke in utter disbelief. This man was truly terrifying.

It was no wonder that even as a princess of the empire, she was so shocked. An eighteen-year-old Dou Wang expert was rare not only in the Jia Ma Empire, but even across the entire Northwest Continent.

Take her sister Yao Ye, for instance. As the empire's Grand Princess, having reached the Da Dou Shi level at eighteen would already have counted as impressive talent.

"No, those aren't Dou Qi Wings!" Nalan Jie stroked his beard, a thoughtful gleam flashing in his eyes.

"General Nalan, then what are they?"

"If this old man is not mistaken, that should be the rare Flying Dou Technique spoken of in legends." By the end, Nalan Jie's tone carried a trace of certainty.

If Lin Feng had still been here, he would surely have remarked that an old-established Dou Wang expert truly had sharp eyes.

"It is indeed a Flying Dou Technique. Lin Feng mentioned it to this old man before. Unfortunately, even he only obtained that one scroll by a stroke of luck."

Seeing the longing in everyone's eyes, Fa Ma spoke calmly, helping Lin Feng out of an awkward situation.

"Alright, the boy Lin Feng has already gone over. We should go too. That scoundrel may be fierce, and perhaps we'll get a chance to act. Who knows? This might even be an opportunity for you all to befriend Lin Feng."

As his words fell, Dou Qi energy rapidly surged from his Dantian, and a pair of enormous energy wings appeared behind Fa Ma.

"This old man will go on ahead. Catch up quickly."

Bang...

The instant Fa Ma finished speaking, another sound of wings spreading rang out beside the crowd.

"Hahaha, President Fa Ma, wait for this old man."

Before rising into the air, Nalan Jie first shot a mocking glance at his old rival Mu Chen, then turned to Yao Yue and Yao Ye.

"Your Highnesses, this old man will head over first."

"That old Nalan," Mu Chen gritted his teeth. "Damn it, that Old Ruffian got ahead of me again."

Bang...

The familiar sound rang out beside Yao Ye and the others as a pair of black-red energy wings appeared once more.

"Your Highnesses, this subordinate will go ahead as well. Please be careful."

Before the two could reply, he kicked off the ground and used the recoil to shoot rapidly into the sky.

"Old Nalan, don't think you can shake me off..."

"Hmph, every one of them can either form Dou Qi Wings or use a Flying Dou Technique. Only Sister and I have to walk. This is infuriating!"

Seeing the people who had just been chatting together manifest wings and fly away in the blink of an eye, Yao Yue, who had been putting on the appearance of an obedient little girl, stomped her foot hard.

"Alright, alright. Once you become a Dou Wang expert in the future, you'll be able to experience the feeling of flying freely too. For now, just walk."

Yao Ye gently stroked little Yao Yue's soft hair, though her own eyes were filled with envy as well.

However, for Yao Ye, who had always borne all the pressure of the Imperial Family on her shoulders, perhaps what she needed more was the strength and deterrence of a Dou Wang.

"But Mr. Lin Feng actually has a Flying Dou Technique and can soar through the skies ahead of time. That's so enviable!"

As Yao Yue recalled the sight of the young Lin Feng spreading his wings and soaring into the air, she simply thought he looked unbelievably cool.

"Ah, but it's a shame President Fa Ma already said that Mr. Lin Feng only has one Flying Dou Technique scroll." As she spoke, Yao Yue once again put on a regretful expression, making Yao Ye smile.

"Let's go. Several Dou Wang experts have already gone over. If we're any later, there won't be any show left to watch."

With that, Yao Ye took the lead, her long legs carrying her forward.

"Hey, Sister, wait for me." Seeing her sister gradually moving farther away, Yao Yue hurriedly lifted her elaborate court dress and ran after her on her short little legs.

Boom...

After another exchange of Dou Techniques, two figures rapidly retreated onto separate rooftops, facing one another.

However, if any bystanders had been watching, they would surely have been utterly shocked.

The figure on the right was clad in tattered rags, his body covered in bloody streaks. With his disheveled hair and aged face, he looked every bit like a vicious ghost.

Upon closer inspection, one would discover that he was none other than Mo Cheng, the renowned guest elder of the Misty Cloud Sect in the Jia Ma Empire, the Grand Elder of the Mo Family of Yan City, and the man known as Executioner Mo.

If one had not seen it with one's own eyes, who would have believed that a dignified Dou Ling expert could be in such a bedraggled state? Then who had injured him so badly?

After all, even when beating a dog, one had to consider its master. Even if one did not fear the retaliation of a Dou Ling expert, the Misty Cloud Sect behind him was still a colossal force looming over the Jia Ma Empire.

"Mitter Tengshan, are you really going to offend this old man over a little girl? This old man is a guest elder of the Misty Cloud Sect. You'd best think this through." The wretched figure slowly raised his head, then let out a thunderous roar. Combined with the blood all over his face, his appearance was terrifying enough to make children stop crying.

Oh! So it was Mitter Tengshan, a pillar of one of the Empire's great powers and one of the Jia Ma Empire's ten strongest experts. My apologies, but in this battle for the position of Grand Elder, the Mite'er Family had won outright!

"Oh! Old Senior Mo Cheng certainly has quite the imposing tone!"