The Art of Chaotic Divinity

Chapter 646: Mystical Yellow Flame

Xiahou Lie carried the mangled corpse of Nangong Yin with a heavy heart, returning to the quarters with a somber expression. From the gate of the residence to the Eleventh Prince's chamber, a mere few hundred meters took him half an hour to cover.

Such a huge black pot had fallen on his head, so his career would definitely be affected!

No matter what, Nangong Yin was a young prince from Jingwang's royal family. He had failed in his duty and allowed Nangong Yin to die right before his eyes. There was no escaping this burden.

Moreover, it was a demon beast that accidentally killed Nangong Yin. They couldn't just shift the blame onto the Tianbai Empire and say, "It was your country's demon beast, so you deal with it."

Even if, at the end of the day, the Tianbai Empire was partly responsible, Xiahou Lie was right there when Nangong Yin died. There was no escaping this responsibility.

After hesitating in front of the Eleventh Prince's door for some time, Xiahou Lie finally mustered the courage to knock lightly. In a steady voice, he said, "Your Highness, I have a matter to report."

"Enter."

The door opened automatically. Inside, the Eleventh Prince was sat cross-legged on a cushion, flames dancing around him as if he constantly maintained a state of burning. In fact, it seemed as though his body had merged with the fire.

Yet, it appeared he couldn't fully control the flame and required the assistance of the woman dressed in purple to help him harness the power of the flames.

Xiahou Lie took a deep breath, clenched his fists, and with legs feeling like lead, slowly walked into the room. Before he could speak, he collapsed to his knees in front of the Eleventh Prince and said in a grave tone, "Your Highness, something went wrong while receiving the crown prince of Jingwang."

"Is he dead?" The Eleventh Prince didn't even open his eyes, speaking in an indifferent tone.

"Yes." Xiahou Lie bowed his head, his expression dark.

"How did he die?" The Eleventh Prince's voice remained calm, without a trace of emotion.

In the imperial family, even between full brothers, there wasn't always a strong bond, let alone with a cousin who only shared a blood relation.

Xiahou Lie inhaled deeply and said in a solemn tone, "After the Cangqiong Sect handed over the crown prince, the surrounding demon beasts of the Tianbai Empire suddenly rioted. His Highness the crown prince was trampled to death by an unknown demonic beast."

"Demon beast riot? I see," the Eleventh Prince said as he nodded slightly. "Very well, you may go. Just do what needs to be done."

"Your Highness, regarding the crown prince's death..." Xiahou Lie raised his head nervously, his words trailing off.

"I will explain the situation to my father. A dead crown prince of Jingwang cannot compare to a general who has achieved great merit for the empire. I trust my father is wise enough to know which is more important. As for Uncle Jingwang..."

The Eleventh Prince lifted his head slightly, a gleam of insight flashing in his eyes as he said slowly, "The Tianyang Empire is not for him to control."

"Thank you, Your Highness."

Xiahou Lie hurriedly kowtowed, showering the Eleventh Prince with gratitude. This prince, with his decisive nature and extraordinary talent, would likely have the best chance to become the next emperor of the Tianyang Empire.

"You may leave." The Eleventh Prince waved his hand, his voice calm.

"Understood, Your Highness."

Xiahou Lie slowly backed out of the room, feeling a weight lift off his chest.

Once Xiahou Lie had gone, the mysterious woman in purple standing beside the Eleventh Prince laughed softly, "Your Highness, do you really believe this was just a coincidence?"

"Whether it was a coincidence or not, there's no need to pursue this further."

A flash of wisdom flickered in the Eleventh Prince's eyes as he calmly said, "Father didn't send me here simply for a minor prince like Jingwang's son. In a few days, I will have fully tamed the Mystical Yellow Flame. This is no time for complications."

"That's true," The woman in purple chuckled lightly. "I have a feeling that that boy named Ling Feng may be involved in this, but since he has connections to the sacred land, let's consider this a favor for now."

"One day, I will also step into that sacred domain. As for Ling Feng, he is of no concern."

The Eleventh Prince took a deep breath and said, "Zi Yuan, help me tame the Mystical Yellow Flame first."

"Alright, but be prepared. Every step of taming the Mystical Yellow Flame is torturous, especially the final stage. The Heart Refining Fire Tribulation is the most excruciating. Are you ready, Your Highness?"

Zi Yuan lifted her delicate hand with a charming smile.

"Bring it on!"

The Eleventh Prince was undoubtedly a man of great determination. Otherwise, he wouldn't have earned the favor of a powerful figure who had gifted him the Mystical Yellow Flame, ranked among the top thirty on the list of abnormal fires, as his true fire source.

In an instant, the flames within the Eleventh Prince's body erupted, and Ziyuan quickly channeled her cold energy to neutralize the domineering heat. Yet, even with her intervention, the room's temperature soared to terrifying heights, and the walls began to show signs of melting.

A look of intense pain appeared on the Eleventh Prince's face. The Heart Refining Fire Tribulation was the final trial in taming the Mystical Yellow Flame. If he could endure it, he would become the true master of the flame.

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Meanwhile, after Nangong Yin's death, Ling Feng had returned directly to Tianwei Academy. As for offering condolences to the Tianyang Empire's envoy delegation, that was left to an old actor like Liu Hongzhang to handle.

In Tianxuan Garden, Ling Feng waited for a long time but still didn't see that despicable donkey return. As evening approached, Ling Feng was becoming restless.

Just as he was about to go out and search for the despicable donkey, it returned, carrying little Qiongqi.

However, the despicable donkey was covered in wounds. Since Ling Feng had known the beast, he had never seen the black donkey in such a miserable state.

"Despicable donkey, what happened to you? Did you run into another divine beast?"

Ling Feng looked incredulously at the donkey, which was covered in claw and bite marks. Clearly, it was the work of a demonic beast. But how could an ordinary demonic beast leave such marks on a creature as powerful as a demon emperor?

"Hmph!"

The despicable donkey glared at Ling Feng. It had suffered a great loss. Not only had little Qiongqi swallowed the remaining half of the Demonic God Bone, but the beast had also gone into a rage and beaten the donkey.

Naturally, the donkey blamed everything on Ling Feng!

Ling Feng shrugged. Seeing little Qiongqi in the donkey's arms, his eyes twitched. "Wait, why does it look like this little guy has grown so much? Am I imagining things?"

"Master, you're not seeing things. Little Qiongqi really has grown a lot!"

Su Hongxiu cautiously reached out to pet the little Qiongqi. Fortunately, the little creature still recognized her and didn't reject her touch.

"Little maid, take care of this little one! Brat, you come with this divine beast!"

The despicable donkey rolled its eyes while shoving little Qiongqi into Su Hongxiu's arms, and then dragged Ling Feng into a room and slammed the door shut. Not only that, but it also set up a soundproof barrier.

After that, the donkey stared at Ling Feng for a long time before finally saying, "Kid, be honest! Did you cuckold the Qiongqi Demon Emperor? Kid, you've got guts! Daring to mess with a demon emperor's mate!"