Chaos Heavenly Emperor Technique
Chapter 442 Supreme Mysterious Sealing Needle! (1 more update)

Chapter 442: Chapter 442 Supreme Mysterious Sealing Needle! (1 more update)

After settling Tuoba Cheng in Lin Family’s Casino, Ling Feng exchanged a few pleasantries with sisters Lin Moyun, then he took his leave.

At this moment, the sky was already dark, and it was time to quickly return to Heavenly Position Academy. He needed to attend the East Courtyard Sword Team’s training early the next morning.

Lin Moyun, knowing that Ling Feng had also saved Ling’er, was even more grateful to Ling Feng. Thousands of words could only be condensed into a simple expression of thanks.

"Young Master Ling, since today’s issue has been resolved, there’s no need to inform Moo Chen and cause him unnecessary worry. As long as he focuses on his cultivation in Heavenly Position Academy, our Lin family will still rely on him, the only man in our future," Lin Moyun said gently.

"Understood," Ling Feng nodded, inwardly envying Moo Chen for having such a considerate sister. He softly added, "Please tell that girl Ling’er that, whenever I have time, I will visit her."

"Young Master Ling, I will forever remember the kindness you’ve shown us, mother and daughter."

"Master, don’t forget about me. When you have time, you must come teach me gambling skills, and remember not to take too long deciding, let’s head back to Wangduan Mountain together!" Tuoba Cheng also came over and boldly said.

Ling Feng gave a wry smile, unwilling to entangle further with this fellow. With a flash, he leaped out of Lin Family’s Casino and hurried back to Heavenly Position Academy at full speed.

...

While Ling Feng was resolving the crisis involving the Tyrant Association for Lin Family’s Casino, Luu Shaocong, whose cultivation had been sealed by Ling Feng and who had been beaten up by the common people, had already been brought back to the Luu Residence by the Luu family’s guards.

By the time the Luu family’s guards arrived, Luu Shaocong had been beaten beyond recognition, foaming at the mouth, with nearly every bone in his body broken.

Luckily, Luu Shaocong was still a martial artist, and considering the limited strength of ordinary people, it was only the amplified pain that tortured Luu Shaocong to the point of neither wishing to live nor being able to die.

Essentially, let alone beating him, even the process of the Luu family’s guards lifting and carrying him back to the Luu Residence caused Luu Shaocong to wail nonstop.

"Shaocong, how are you? What happened to you?"

Luu Zhengxiong, hearing of his son’s plight, hurried back. Seeing his son, beaten to a pulp on the bed and wailing incessantly, his rage flared, "Who was it, who dared to harm him so grievously?"

"I heard that some ordinary people attacked the young master," a middle-aged butler stepped forward cautiously to report.

"Bullshit, how could a bunch of ordinary people injure Shaocong like this!" Luu Zhengxiong roared in anger.

"Reporting to the Family Head," continued the butler, "I heard from the guards of Prince Rong’s Mansion that a young man named Ling Feng had subdued the young master. However, this young man seems to have an extraordinary identity, even the Young Prince of Prince Rong’s Mansion restrained himself in his presence, seemingly deeply wary of this boy."

"What? Even that demon of Prince Rong’s Mansion dares not provoke this Ling Feng?" Luu Zhengxiong clenched his fists tightly, his voice filled with hatred, "Investigate, go investigate thoroughly this Ling Feng’s background. My son of Luu Zhengxiong cannot be beaten for nothing!"

"Yes." The middle-aged butler nodded and then declared in a grave tone, "According to the doctor’s diagnosis, the young master’s eyes seem to have been blinded by a special technique, and his Dantian Energy Sea has also been sealed. Moreover, the sense of pain has been greatly amplified, and even the slightest touch causes him unbearable pain. Therefore, all the doctors we’ve invited are helpless and dared not to lay hands on him for treatment."

"They are all useless! Quacks!"

Luu Zhengxiong cursed loudly, then sat at the bedside and gently asked, "Shaocong, how do you feel?"

Hearing his father’s voice, Luu Shaocong regained some consciousness and groped around blindly in front of him, crying out, "Dad, save me, save me, I can’t see anything. Also, my entire body hurts, it hurts so much!"

"Shaocong!" Luu Zhengxiong reached out to grasp his son’s hand, but merely touching it lightly caused Luu Shaocong to scream in pain, "It hurts, dad, it hurts so much, save me, save me!"

Luu Zhengxiong, while feeling heartache for his son, burst out angrily, "What are you standing around for, go fetch the doctor, fetch the doctor!"

"The family head, we have already called upon nearly all available doctors in the Imperial City, the only ones left would be the physicians of the Divine Country, but at this hour..."

The butler hesitated, unsure how to disturb the Imperial Doctors of the Divine Country at this time.

"Right, the eldest son of the Yan Family, Yaan Jingfeng, who came to visit our mansion today, is a Daoist Doctor, he certainly can cure Shaocong’s strange illness!"

Luu Zhengxiong immediately rushed out of the room door, without any delay, dashed to the East Wing, knocking on the door while calling out, "Nephew Yaan, are you resting? My son has had an accident, I hope Mr. Yan can lend a hand to save him!"

The Luu and Yan families were long-time friends; the Yan family’s base was in Eastern Capital, so when members of the Yan family came to the Imperial City, they usually stayed with the Luu family.

This time, Yaan Jingfeng was heading to the Imperial City to relay some family matters to Yaan Jinghong, who was temporarily not at True Dragon Academy, so he stayed at the Luu residence, waiting for Yaan Jinghong’s return.

Hearing the hurried knocking of Luu Zhengxiong, Yaan Jingfeng, who was meditating cross-legged, quickly got up, opened the door, and was about to ask what happened, but was grabbed by the arm by Luu Zhengxiong, who whispered anxiously into his ear, "Nephew Yaan, at this moment my son’s life is hanging by a thread, please don’t take offense!"

Yaan Jingfeng, feeling helpless, hurriedly followed Luu Zhengxiong to Shaocong’s room.

"Nephew Yaan, you must save my son!" Luu Zhengxiong said anxiously, almost kneeling before Yaan Jingfeng.

Yaan Jingfeng quickly helped Luu Zhengxiong stand, speaking calmly, "Rest assured, Uncle Luu, I will do my utmost."

Saying this, Yaan Jingfeng strode into Shaocong’s room, placed his hand on Shaocong’s wrist, only to hear Shaocong cry out in pain, his body shaking uncontrollably.

"Hmm?" Yaan Jingfeng’s eyelids twitched slightly, a golden thread shot from his fingertips using the technique of hanging silk pulse diagnosis, to avoid confusing the pulse due to pain and making it difficult to diagnose accurately.

After a while, Yaan Jingfeng’s brow furrowed deeper, as he discovered something unbelievable.

"This is the Supreme Mysterious Sealing Needle!"

Yaan Jingfeng’s expression drastically changed, the Supreme Mysterious Sealing Needle was a needle technique from the "Supreme Mysterious Acupuncture Technique," which the Yan Family acquired twenty years ago from Medical Saint Ling Hanyang, hence even though the Yan family was not an aristocratic medical family, there were still people who studied this unparalleled medical book.

Yaan Jingfeng was one of them.

Regrettably, he soon found that the technique seemed to be missing a significant portion of its content, so even after ten years of intensive study, he only learned a little.

Nevertheless, he had managed to break through the threshold of Daoist Doctors in his twenties, showing just how extraordinary this medical book was.

Now, he had actually discovered that someone had used the technique of the Supreme Mysterious Sealing Needle to seal several of Shaocong’s acupoints, causing a huge uproar in his heart!

Could it be that Medical Saint Ling Hanyang has other disciples?

A flicker of insight flashed through his eyes, he immediately turned to ask, "Uncle Luu, do you know who injured Shaocong?"

Luu Zhengxiong clenched his fists tightly, spoke with resentment, "The person is called Ling Feng!"

"Ling Feng!"

Yaan Jingfeng’s pupils shrank sharply, his heart suddenly stirred with excitement: Surnamed Ling! Hahaha, indeed surnamed Ling!