Chaos Heavenly Emperor Technique
Chapter 143: The Taste of a Fate Worse than Death!

Chapter 143: Chapter 143: The Taste of a Fate Worse than Death!

YunMiao Peak, disciple living quarters.

At this moment, within the courtyard where Lo Jianying resided, twenty or thirty people were still kneeling, each one leaning askew, their expressions filled with dejection.

The two at the very front, Huang Gou and Liu Quanhai, were covered in scars from head to toe, yet they dared not make a single peep and could only kneel earnestly in the courtyard.

Ling Feng had ordered that until Lo Jianying left the sickroom, they must kneel there sincerely.

Right now, these "kneeling posts" had become the laughingstock of all the disciples in the sect, but they didn’t even dare to let out a single fart.

Thinking of the tragic death of Jing Wuxue, they were chilled to the bone and could only pray that Lo Jianying would recover soon; otherwise, without sleep or food, even as martial artists of the Magnetic Condensation Realm, they wouldn’t last much longer.

At that moment, a pale cyan streak of light suddenly crossed the sky, and soon after, a familiar figure landed in the courtyard.

The ones kneeling in disarray immediately straightened their spines, trembling as they gazed at the newcomer, silent as cicadas in winter.

The visitor was naturally Ling Feng, accompanied by Su Hongxiu.

Shortly after, another figure descended, and Jiang Wanqing also arrived in haste.

"Junior Master Ling, Senior Sister Jiang, Junior Sister Su."

Zhou Yan and the other disciples living there, upon seeing Ling Feng and the others’ arrival, hurried forward to greet them.

"Hmm," Ling Feng nodded slightly, not even glancing at those "kneeling posts," and immediately strode into Lo Jianying’s sickroom.

With Ling Feng’s three needles sealing his acupoints, Lo Jianying’s pain had lessened considerably. Although he was lying on the bed powerlessly, his breathing had finally become much steadier.

"Master Ling," Lo Jianying caught sight of Ling Feng entering and struggled to get up, but unfortunately, he couldn’t even move a single finger.

"Don’t move rashly."

Ling Feng stepped quickly to the bedside and pressed down on Lo Jianying’s shoulder, "Lo Jianying, I have already prepared the Black Jade Discontinuation Ointment for you. In a while, I will reconnect your tendons for you. Along with the ointment’s assistance, at most in half a month, you will be able to walk normally. One month later, you will be able to resume cultivation."

"Really?" Lo Jianying became excited, his eyes fixated on Ling Feng, and tears of excitement even sparkled in his eyes.

"Hmm, it might be a bit painful in a while; you’ll need to endure it," Ling Feng said indifferently.

"As long as I can resume cultivation, no matter what the pain, I can endure it," Lo Jianying said through gritted teeth.

"That’s good," Ling Feng took out a row of Golden Needles and a black medicine box from his bosom, placed them at the head of the bed, turned to look at Su Hongxiu and the others and said indifferently, "Hongxiu, you all go out first, stand guard at the door. During my treatment, no one is allowed to come in and disturb."

"Mhm, mhm," Su Hongxiu and the others quickly nodded, exited the room, closed the door properly, and stood guard outside very seriously.

"I’m going to begin," Ling Feng said, touching several points on Lo Jianying’s chest rapidly, three Golden Needles appearing in his hand. These needles were what Ling Feng had used to seal Lo Jianying’s pain earlier, but to some extent, they also affect the sensitivity of the nerves, so before proceeding, they must be removed first, or there might be some residual effects.

"Mmh!"

The moment the three needles were removed, Lo Jianying immediately groaned, his suppressed severe pain exploding instantaneously, almost sending him into agonizing death.

He bit down hard on his teeth and with a trembling voice said, "Master... Master Ling, bring it on!"

"You’d better think about something else to distract yourself. Because in a while, you’re going to experience a taste of living worse than dying."

Ling Feng’s expression was very calm. He was not at all exaggerating. Lo Jianying had been lying in bed for several days, and his tendons inside slowly began to heal themselves, only very chaotically.

Now, Ling Feng needed to reconnect all of Lo Jianying’s tendons back correctly, which meant breaking his tendons in hands and feet once again.

"Nothing is more unbearable than lying in bed forever as a useless person!" A steadfast look flashed in Lo Jianying’s eyes. "Insert the needles!"

Ling Feng silently nodded to himself. Perhaps Lo Jianying’s aptitude wasn’t particularly good, and his background wasn’t particularly distinguished, but solely based on his unwavering will, he would surely achieve something in the future!

"I’m starting now!"

Ling Feng took a deep breath and his hands shot out like lightning.

"Crack! Crack!..."

Four consecutive crisp sounds of breaking bones echoed almost simultaneously. Lo Jianying hadn’t even had time to react when his limbs were twisted and broken once again.

Although Ling Feng moved as quickly as possible, when the excruciating pain struck, Lo Jianying couldn’t help but let out a heart-wrenching howl.

If Ling Feng hadn’t already stuffed a wet cloth in his mouth, he might have bitten his own tongue off in an attempt to control himself.

Large beads of sweat rolled down Lo Jianying’s forehead, and his clothes were soaked through with perspiration.

"To think he didn’t pass out from the pain; however, what comes next isn’t any easier to endure."

Ling Feng grasped with both hands, directly picking up eight Golden Needles and applied the Supreme Mysterious Acupuncture Technique’s Reconnection Needle Technique, focusing intently on treating Lo Jianying.

Fifteen minutes!

Thirty minutes!

The process of reconnecting the meridians lasted a whole hour!

Every minute and every second was an enormous ordeal for Lo Jianying, but he managed to endure it from start to finish without once losing consciousness.

Indeed, Lo Jianying was a man with a spine of steel!

"Whew..."

Ling Feng exhaled a breath and casually removed the wet cloth from Lo Jianying’s mouth, speaking indifferently, "Mm, your meridians have been reconnected. I’ll now apply the Black Jade Discontinuation Ointment on you. The amount I’m giving you is enough for half a month. After you finish it, you can get out of bed and walk around. Remember, you must not rush things in the next half month, especially not getting out of bed to train!"

"I... I remember... Thank you..."

Lo Jianying was completely depleted of energy, and even speaking seemed laborious for him.

His face was ashen, and his whole body was drenched, looking as if he had just been pulled out of water.

"Don’t talk anymore." Ling Feng opened a medicinal box and evenly applied the Black Jade Discontinuation Ointment on Lo Jianying’s wrists and ankles.

"Hisss!!!"

The effect of the Black Jade Discontinuation Ointment was overbearing. Lo Jianying, previously listless, immediately felt such intense pain that his eyes turned red and tears streamed down his face.

The domineering sensation of burning aggressively assaulted his limbs; he could only remain conscious and endure this "inhuman" torture.

"The Black Jade Discontinuation Ointment will not only allow your meridians to regain their original strength but will also widen and enhance the resilience of your meridians. After your recovery this time, your cultivation speed should increase."

"Thank you, Junior Master Ling." Lo Jianying managed a pained expression; there was no way he could muster a smile in his current state.

"Alright, rest well." Ling Feng gently patted Lo Jianying’s shoulder and spoke softly, "Later I’ll have Zhou Yan change your dressings. Just focus on healing."

Having successfully treated Lo Jianying’s meridians, Ling Feng felt as if a weight had been lifted from his heart.

At this moment, his mind was already consumed by the "Leaving Fire Burning Sky."

Before Duanmu Qingshan emerged from seclusion, his sole focus was to master this Heaven Resisting swordsmanship as quickly as possible.