Chaos Heavenly Emperor Technique
Chapter 348: West Courtyard Sword Team, Xuanyuanao! (3 more)

Chapter 348: Chapter 348: West Courtyard Sword Team, Xuanyuanao! (3 more)

When Ling Feng awoke, he found himself lying in bed again, slowly opening his eyes only to realize that he was in the very same private room he had rested in previously.

"Yo, you blockhead, you woke up pretty quickly this time, only unconscious for a night," said the person speaking, none other than the lively maid, Qiaoqiao.

"Miss Qiaoqiao."

Ling Feng touched his nose, looked around, and then heard Qiaoqiao giggle, "Looking for my young mistress, are you?"

"Uh..." Ling Feng was slightly startled. Right, why was he looking for Yue Yunlan?

After all, she was the daughter of a wealthy family; she surely wasn’t obligated to keep him company.

"My young mistress stayed by your side all night and only left this morning to visit the Sect Master. You should feel content," Qiaoqiao said with a chuckle, then leaned in close to Ling Feng, smiling as she asked, "Since my young mistress isn’t here, tell me, do you like her or not? I promise I won’t tell her! Cross my heart."

"I’m crossing my heart and more!"

Ling Feng pursed his lips, rolled his eyes, and moved his limbs a bit. This time, he certainly didn’t feel as weak as he did after performing acupuncture before.

There were three reasons for that.

First, the existence of the ten Regeneration Gold Needles had greatly reduced the burden on Ling Feng when creating the Life Rejuvenation Needle Array.

Second, Ling Feng’s cultivation had advanced, and his True Qi and energy had increased substantially.

Third, the Eight Desolate Body Forging Technique had transformed his physique to be as robust as a human-shaped beast, enabling him to recover quickly even after utter exhaustion.

"Cut it out, your silence means you like her," Qiaoqiao stuck out her tongue, "With my young mistress being such a perfect and excellent woman, it’d be strange if you didn’t like her."

"Maybe," Ling Feng gave a faint smile, "but right now, I really don’t have the status to talk about likes and dislikes."

"What’s with the act of being all broody and melancholic," Qiaoqiao pouted, "I’m going to tell my young mistress that you’re awake."

"Don’t..."

Before Ling Feng could stop her, Qiaoqiao had already dashed out.

In no time, Yue Yunlan hurried over, obviously not expecting Ling Feng to wake up so quickly this time.

Accompanying her was Uncle Wen, Wen Tingguang, who, having heard of Ling Feng’s awakening, came over as well.

"Brother Ling, you’ve woken up rather quickly this time!"

Wen Tingguang chuckled.

"I have to thank the Cangqiong Sect for crafting nine Regeneration Gold Needles for me, otherwise I might have remained unconscious for another three days and three nights," Ling Feng replied with a light smile, and then asked, "How is the Sect Master doing?"

"Father has improved a lot thanks to your treatment," Yue Yunlan looked at Ling Feng with gratitude, "Thank you, Young Master Ling."

"It is the duty of a healer to treat and save others," Ling Feng spoke calmly, "It is unfortunate that my skills are still far from sufficient."

He was naturally referring to the latter half of the Supreme Mysterious Acupuncture Technique. If he could master the latter part of the technique, he might be able to heal Yue Zhonglian much more quickly.

"Ha, if you say that, then aren’t you slapping the faces of all the Daoist Doctors in the world?" Wen Tingguang laughed heartily. Initially, when Yue Zhonglian was ill, even the Imperial Physicians of the Divine Country, who had been called in by the Cangqiong Sect, were at a loss, with only Ling Feng managing to save Yue Zhonglian’s life.

If even Ling Feng claimed his medical skills were inadequate, all the other Daoist Doctors and Imperial Physicians should just find a hole to bury themselves in.

"There is always a higher sky above, and beyond every person is another," Ling Feng shook his head and stated softly, "The depth of the Medical Skill is limitless; what I have learned is merely scraping the surface."

"You always have a set phrase for everything, I can’t outtalk you, you rascal," Wen Tingguang squinted his eyes and chuckled, arching an eyebrow, "But it seems you and Miss Lan are making good progress."

"Uncle Wen! Don’t talk nonsense!"

Yue Yunlan’s pretty face turned red, and she glared at Wen Tingguang fiercely, her ears getting somewhat hot.

Ling Feng simply smiled lightly, without responding, and changed the subject, "Right, Brother Wen, I still need to rush back to Heavenly Position Academy, the holiday is almost over."

"That’s fine," Wen Tingguang nodded, sizing Ling Feng up with a look of surprise, "Your ’Xuanyuan True Technique’ has been practiced quite well. You’ve actually opened twenty-three meridian points, unbelievable, truly unbelievable!"

To think that half a year ago, Ling Feng was still just at the Qi Condensation Realm!

This speed of cultivation would indeed make the elite disciples of Cangqiong Sect feel completely ashamed.

"It’s just a fortunate coincidence."

Ling Feng appeared indifferent, although such progress was already fast, it was still far from enough to challenge the Eastern Capital Yan Family and retrieve the ’Supreme Mysterious Acupuncture Scripture’ that belonged to the lineage of the Medical Saint.

Yue Yunlan bit her tender lip, "My father’s illness has stabilized, I’ll return to the academy with you too."

"Mm."

Ling Feng nodded slightly, thinking to himself that he had originally planned to make use of the short holiday to hunt some demons and cultivate the ’Eight Desolate Body Forging Technique’, but the events of the past two days had truly taken him by surprise.

However, overall, obtaining a treasure like the Five Elements Heavenly Palace was already a huge opportunity.

...

By dusk, Ling Feng and his maid, Yue Yunlan, finally made it back to Heavenly Position Academy.

After returning to Heavenly Position Academy, Yue Yunlan bid Ling Feng farewell directly to avoid any gossip that might cause trouble.

Ling Feng headed straight for Tianshu East Courtyard, now that the holiday was over, he just wanted a good rest.

What followed was busy Sword Team training and academic life.

Just as he was approaching an alleyway outside Tianshu East Courtyard, suddenly three or four figures leaped toward him; judging by their attire, they were clearly A-class Disciples.

The one leading them shouted, "Ling Feng, Captain Xuanyuan wants to see you, come with me!"

"Captain Xuanyuan?"

Ling Feng touched his nose, feeling that the name sounded vaguely familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere before.

In fact, the Captain Xuanyuan mentioned by the A-class Disciples was named Xuanyuanao and he was the captain of the West Courtyard Sword Team.

Now, Lio Shengjie had turned into a complete joke.

The other students were utterly humiliated, returning to the academy to shut themselves away, no longer having the face to meet others.

After all, Lio Shengjie was a member of the West Courtyard Sword Team; with such an incident happening to him, as the captain, Xuanyuanao naturally had to stand up for him and seek justice.

This was only because Lio Shengjie was cowardly and afraid of death; if he were someone more stalwart, he would have committed suicide long ago!

"Who’s Captain Xuanyuan? Never heard of him!" muttered Ling Feng, with a reluctant expression on his face.

"Hmph! The captain of the West Courtyard Sword Team, Xuanyuanao!"

The leading green-robed man stared at Ling Feng, saying coldly, "Come with me!"

In his view, having angered Xuanyuanao, Ling Feng’s forehead might as well have been engraved with a "death" character.

Ling Feng’s mouth curved up slightly, he said indifferently, "Whoever wants to see me, let him come here himself!"