Next morning.

The entire Purple Dragon Hall was bustling with excitement.

In theory, among the Eight Great Dark Dragon Halls, the overall strength of the Purple Dragon Hall should be relatively at the bottom. But who could have imagined that this new disciple, Long Fei, could bring such immense honor to the Purple Dragon Hall.

Early in the morning, Ling Feng heard a noisy clamor from outside the door. When he opened it, he saw the entire Purple Dragon Hall, from the Hall Master to the ordinary disciples, all waiting outside his courtyard to personally accompany him to the Demon Emperor Palace of the Dark Dragon Palace.

Having an audience with the Demon Emperor of the Dark Dragon is an unparalleled honor for any disciple of the Dark Dragon Palace.

"What a grand spectacle..."

Ling Feng was startled, realizing he had underestimated the significance of the event.

"Hehe..."

Seeing Ling Feng finally awake, Bai Ling'er wrapped her arms around her mother's arm, giggling, "Mother, isn't it fortunate that I recommended Long Fei to you back then!"

"Yes, yes." Bai Su pinched Bai Ling'er's pretty nose and laughed, "You're such a clever little one!"

Clearly, Bai Su was in high spirits. This was the first time since becoming a Purple Dragon Envoy that a disciple from her Hall had won the contest at the Three Halls Tournament and would meet the Demon Emperor.

After washing up briefly, Ling Feng opened the door again and greeted the Demon Monarchs, Demon Kings, and Demon Lords of the Demon Clan, nodding and smiling apologetically.

In a sense, the difference between the Demon Clan and the Human Clan wasn't that significant. In these Demon Clan members, he could also sense some humanity.

Perhaps, some humans are far worse than these demons.

"Hall Master, it's really an honor for you to welcome me personally," Ling Feng shook his head and smiled wryly. If he were truly a member of the Demon Clan, staying in the Purple Dragon Hall for cultivation wouldn't be bad.

"You've won such honor for our Purple Dragon Hall; this Hall Master waiting for you is the least I can do."

Bai Su glanced at Ling Feng and smiled slightly, "After this audience with the Demon Emperor, I'll take you as my direct disciple. Although I may not be able to teach you much, with this status, you won't feel inferior to any disciple, not even to those honored by the Demon Lords."

"Thank you for the great kindness, Hall Master."

Ling Feng felt a little guilty towards Bai Su, knowing that after today, he might leave without saying goodbye.

He glanced at Mu Qianxue, who also lowered her head—clearly reluctant to part with the bond between a master and disciple she had with Bai Su.

People are not plants; how can they be emotionless!

"Alright, alright, let's not dwell on it."

Bai Su smiled faintly, "We can't keep the Demon Emperor waiting. We'll wait in the square outside the Demon Emperor Palace. His Majesty will come personally to inspect and commend you in front of the Eight Great Dragon Envoys. If you're lucky, His Majesty might even teach you a divine skill!"

Bai Su had only watched as disciples from other Halls received such honors; now it was finally their Purple Dragon Hall's turn.

The surrounding disciples were all filled with envy. This time, Long Fei was sure to prosper.

After all, anyone could see that Bai Ling'er had a great fondness for Long Fei.

In an instant, he had both beauty and glory. How did Long Fei get so lucky?

Envy!

...

With the disciples of the Purple Dragon Hall crowding around him, Ling Feng finally arrived at the square outside the Demon Emperor Palace.

The Hall Masters and Elders of the other seven Dark Dragon Halls were also in attendance as usual; however, their disciples didn't have the same privilege to see the high and mighty Demon Emperor.

Although as ordinary disciples, they could only glance at the Dark Dragon Demon Emperor from afar, it was still considered a great honor.

As for Ling Feng, being summoned into the Demon Emperor Palace was unimaginable for an ordinary disciple.

"Congratulations, congratulations!"

The Black Dragon Hall Master immediately approached to offer his congratulations when he saw the Purple Dragon Envoy bringing both direct and elite disciples.

From the start, the Black Dragon Hall Master had a high regard for Ling Feng. It's a pity Bai Su had claimed him first; otherwise, today's honor might belong to the Black Dragon Hall.

"Haha, thank you, Brother Hei."

The Purple Dragon Envoy smiled gracefully. Among the Eight Great Dragon Envoys, her relationship with the Black Dragon Envoy was relatively good.

"Brother Hei, I feel envious!"

The Black Dragon Envoy looked at Ling Feng, giving him a heavy pat on the shoulder and laughed heartily, "Little fellow, I knew from the start that you weren't ordinary. Indeed, you are a fine prospect."

"The Black Dragon Envoy overrates me." Ling Feng chuckled awkwardly, responding humbly.

"This Hall Master rarely compliments anyone."

The Black Dragon Envoy laughed, then looked at Bai Su with a wide grin, "Sister Bai Su, you must cultivate this fine prospect well; maybe in a few years, he'll become another Demon Emperor!"

"Feel free to be envious!"

Bai Su smiled faintly. Today, the long-weak Purple Dragon Hall finally held its head high, and she had lived up to her father's expectations.

"Hmph, just a blind cat meeting a dead rat. Is it worth such joy even if it's once in a few hundred years?"

The Red Dragon Hall Master Chi Huo stepped up with an indifferent tone, "Our Red Dragon Hall disciples have been personally received by His Majesty six times, yet we never boasted like this. Hmph, in the end, it's just sheer dumb luck!"

Chi Huo was evidently feeling quite bitter.

The elite disciples they had sent from the Red Dragon Hall were basically wiped out, with his two prized disciples, Chi Gui and Yain Xue, one dead, one mad (unaware that Yain Xue had died). Meanwhile, the Purple Dragon Hall was riding high; no wonder he was full of resentment.

"How we celebrate in the Purple Dragon Hall is our business; it's not up to you to dictate, Chi Huo!"

Bai Su's brows furrowed, and a flash of anger crossed her eyes.

"No need for the Hall Master to be angry." Ling Feng's lips curled into a smirk as he disdainfully retorted, "Some people just have sour grapes syndrome. It's truly pitiable! After all, his two disciples were defeated by me one after another; since his talents are lacking, all he can do is run his mouth. Let's be understanding."

"Pfft."

Bai Ling'er and Mu Qianxue couldn't help but laugh aloud; Ling Feng's words were as sharp-tongued as ever.

"You little bastard!"

Chi Huo clenched his fists, holding back his anger, and with a flick of his sleeve, snorted coldly, "Enjoy your moment; we'll see how long it lasts!"

With that, Chi Huo turned on his heel and left; with the Black Dragon Envoy backing Bai Su, he naturally dared not cross the line.

After all, the Black Dragon Envoy had once been the direct disciple of Bai Su's father.

Before long, as everyone eagerly anticipated, the high and mighty Dark Dragon Demon Emperor finally emerged from the depths of the Demon Emperor Palace, soaring into the sky and landing slowly on a high platform at the front of the grand hall, looking down upon all with an aura of authority.

Great Emperor!

This was indeed a true Emperor Strong!

Though Ling Feng had seen many deceased Great Emperors, this Dark Dragon Demon Emperor was undoubtedly the first living Great Emperor he had ever seen!

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