Chaos Heaven-Dominating Technique

"Brother Shen, don’t be rash! The power of the Four Great Divine Beast Families in the Demon Race Central City is beyond our imagination. Let’s just endure it for now!" Feng Li was stunned by the dangerous look in Shen Haoran’s eyes and quickly spoke up. Having spent some time with Shen Haoran, he had a decent understanding of his personality. Seeing him now, it was obvious he had no intention of giving Feng Miaoke any face.

"Mm, alright!" Hearing Feng Li’s words, Shen Haoran suppressed the hostility in his heart. Feng Miaoke’s actions had indeed angered him, but just as Feng Li said, this was the Demon Race Central City. The Vermilion Bird Race’s power here was immense, and Shen Haoran couldn’t afford to clash with them yet.

Afterward, Shen Haoran, Feng Li, and the others began to walk out of the Zuixiao Building. As they passed Feng Miaoke, Shen Haoran shot her a cool glance before ignoring her completely.

"Stop!" However, just as Shen Haoran was about to leave the Zuixiao Building, a cold shout rang out. Feng Miaoke’s figure flashed, directly blocking Shen Haoran’s path. She sized him up from head to toe, as if trying to discern something from him.

Seeing Feng Miaoke stop Shen Haoran, the crowd all turned their curious gazes toward them. Feeling the surrounding stares, Shen Haoran’s brows furrowed tightly. He then said coldly, "Step aside!"

"Miss Feng, this is an Alchemist from our Burning Flame City. We are here to participate in the Pill Emperor competition. I don’t believe we have done anything to offend you, have we?" Seeing Shen Haoran’s icy expression, Feng Li quickly stepped forward and spoke politely. He was genuinely afraid that Shen Haoran and this Feng Miaoke would start fighting. After all, Shen Haoran was not one to be trifled with. If he offended the Vermilion Bird Clan, he would be in deep trouble.

"Oh, here for the Pill Emperor competition? A Human Race Alchemist?" Feng Miaoke’s gaze passed over Feng Li to scrutinize Shen Haoran. The Demon Race’s Pill Emperor competition didn’t exclude Alchemists from the Human Race. In fact, they encouraged their participation, precisely so the human Alchemists could see that the Demon Race’s Alchemists were in no way inferior to their own.

"I don’t care if he’s here for the Pill Emperor competition or not. Today, he must stay and return with me to my clan!" Feng Miaoke said domineeringly, pointing at Shen Haoran.

"Holy shit, what did I just hear? Miss Feng wants to take that kid back to her clan? Don’t tell me she’s fallen for that pretty boy!"

"Miss Feng is the goddess of the entire younger generation of the Demon Race! She’s one of the Four Prodigies of the Demon Race, a genius among geniuses! She reached the Tier Eight Spirit Aspect at such a young age. How could she fall for that Human Race kid?"

"Besides, Miss Feng is also a Sixth Grade Alchemist! I heard that a year ago, she could already refine Sixth Grade High Level Elixirs. She might have even entered the ranks of Seventh Grade Alchemists by now. That kid is just a Fourth Grade Alchemist; he’s not even worthy of carrying Miss Feng’s shoes!"

After hearing Feng Miaoke’s words, a clamor erupted from the surrounding Martial Artists. Their eyes, fixed on Shen Haoran, were filled with contempt, and their words disparaged him as utterly worthless.

"Miss Feng, what is the meaning of this?" Feng Li’s expression changed upon hearing Feng Miaoke’s words, and he asked in a low voice.

"Don’t get the wrong idea. I’m looking for him because he carries the aura of my Vermilion Bird Race, not because I’ve taken a liking to him. Just as they said, this kid isn’t qualified to be in my sights. Even if he threw himself at me, I’d be disgusted!" Feng Miaoke glanced at Shen Haoran and said indifferently, her eyes filled with disdain.

Feng Miaoke then walked past Feng Li and stopped in front of Shen Haoran. She circled him twice and said, "You are of the Human Race, yet you carry the aura of my Vermilion Bird Race, and a very pure one at that. I don’t recall my clan ever giving anything away. Speak! What exactly did you steal from my Vermilion Bird Race? If you hand it over now, I might just spare your life!" As she finished speaking, a formidable aura erupted from Feng Miaoke and pressed down on Shen Haoran.

"What? That kid dared to steal from the Vermilion Bird Race? Everyone knows the Vermilion Bird Race has always been secretive; they would never let any of their clan’s treasures fall into outside hands. If this kid really did steal from them, he must have a death wish!" Hearing Feng Miaoke’s words, the surrounding Martial Artists all stared at Shen Haoran in shock.

Feng Li, however, frowned deeply. Shen Haoran had never been to the Demon Race Central City before, let alone stolen anything. This had to be a misunderstanding. Just as Feng Li was preparing to clear up the misunderstanding, he saw a wicked smile play across Shen Haoran’s lips. Seeing that smile, Feng Li’s heart lurched. ’This is bad,’ he thought.

Sure enough, Shen Haoran moved in the next instant. He took a single step forward, appearing directly in front of Feng Miaoke. The formidable aura was no threat to him at all. Now, only a hair’s breadth separated Shen Haoran and Feng Miaoke; their noses were practically touching.

"Feng Miaoke, is it? Don’t think you can act so wantonly just because you’re a disciple of one of the Four Great Divine Beast Families. First of all, I’m not afraid of you. Leaving here was just to give Hall Master Feng some face. Secondly, a piece of work like you... forget giving you to me, I’d be disgusted even if you threw yourself at me. Stop acting so high and mighty all the time. There are plenty of people out there stronger than you!" Shen Haoran’s sharp gaze locked onto Feng Miaoke as he spoke without a shred of courtesy. Since she was deliberately looking for trouble, Shen Haoran would give her what she wanted.

’The Four Great Divine Beast Families? Hmph. I couldn’t care less about them. Changmao, the being inside my body, is the leader of the Ten Great Fierce Beasts. Even the Four Great Divine Beasts themselves would have to bow respectfully if they saw Changmao, let alone these clans that merely possess their bloodlines. Besides, in terms of looks, I really don’t find Feng Miaoke impressive at all. Shui Ruolan of the Five Elements Sect, Snake Emperor Xue Ling of the Northern Domain, Lady Ya of the Nine-tailed White Fox, and the Ji Lingxuan I long for in my heart—any one of them could completely crush Feng Miaoke. For her to act so superior in front of me... I really have no idea where she gets her confidence from.’

"You... What did you say? Say that again if you have the guts!" Hearing Shen Haoran speak of her as if she were utterly worthless, rage burned in Feng Miaoke’s heart. She was the Princess of the Vermilion Bird Race, one of the Four Prodigies of the Demon Race, the most talented disciple of her generation! To be disparaged so horribly by some Human Race kid...

"Hmph. I never say a good thing twice," Shen Haoran said coolly, glancing at Feng Miaoke, whose chest was heaving with anger.

"Oh, right. You said earlier I stole something from your Vermilion Bird Race. You couldn’t possibly be talking about this, could you?" Shen Haoran gave Feng Miaoke a deep look. Then, with a mere thought, a pair of enormous wings suddenly unfurled from his back.

WHOOMPH—

With a muffled bang, countless Fire Feathers drifted down from above. The massive wings of flame nearly covered the entire Zuixiao Building. The scorching aura instantly set the surrounding wooden tables alight. Against the backdrop of the pitch-black flames, Shen Haoran looked like a divine warrior descending from the heavens.

"Th-this... How is this possible!" a member of the Vermilion Bird Race stammered while staring at the enormous wings, their eyes filled with utter disbelief...

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