Chaos Heavenly Emperor Technique
Chapter 629: Just Believe in Me! (3 more)

Chapter 629: Chapter 629: Just Believe in Me! (3 more)

"Hmph!"

Just then, an untimely voice rose sharply, "Second Brother, what you said is not right. It’s good to be spirited, but because of his impulsive actions, he has dragged our Cangqiong Sect into this mess, and now we have to clean up after him. That’s not a good thing, is it?"

Then, the third son, Yue Tianqun, with a frosty expression, walked out and said bitterly, "Now the Tianyang Empire’s Envoy Team is almost at the Imperial City, and they’ll see Nangong Yin’s ghastly appearance. How are we supposed to wrap this up!"

"Shut your mouth!"

Yue Zhonglian slammed his hand on the desk and glared coldly at Yue Tianqun, "You have no place to speak here!"

"Father, I—" Yue Tianqun wanted to say more but seeing Yue Zhonglian’s gaze, he shrunk his neck and suddenly held back his words.

Yue Zhonglian had always been very strict with his sons. Unfortunately, neither Yue Chengjie nor Yue Tianqun were very promising, and so Yue Zhonglian had no great expectations for them.

However, his second son, Yue Tengfeng, was not only talented but also had a temperament most like his at a young age, and thus was given high hopes. After graduating from the Heavenly Position Academy at the age of seventeen, he was sent to the Northwest Army for experience, where he had been for five full years.

This time, if it weren’t for issues regarding the Tianyang Empire, Yue Tengfeng might not have been able to secretly return to see his father and sister.

The Tianyang Empire is located northwest of the Sky White Empire. Yue Tengfeng had been in the Northwest Army for five years and had risen to become General Zhen Yuan. He had been secretly following the Tianyang Empire’s envoy team since they entered the country and had rushed back to the Cangqiong Sect to report as they neared the Imperial City. Because it was a confidential matter, even Yue Yunlan had not known beforehand about her second brother’s return.

Yue Zhonglian grabbed a gift box from the table and smashed it to the ground, bellowing, "Useless fools, all you do is ingratiate yourselves with petty schemes, get out!"

"Father, you—"

Yue Tianqun saw the gift box smashed, clenched his fist tightly, "You always favor Second Brother and Fourth Sister, hmph!"

With that, he reluctantly stormed out.

"Third Brother!" The eldest son Yue Chengjie, seeing Yue Tianqun’s retreating figure, couldn’t help but sigh softly.

"Eldest, you should go too," Yue Zhonglian gestured with his hand, his gaze turning to his eldest son.

Yue Chengjie had been weak and sickly since childhood. Although he had gotten better after being treated, his innate deficiencies limited his cultivation achievements. More importantly, his timid nature combined with overly ambitious desires made him unfit for greater responsibilities.

"Yes." Yue Chengjie gritted his teeth, his heart also filled with mixed feelings, but he could only obediently leave.

"Father, why must you do this," Yue Tengfeng picked up the gift box from the floor, gently placed it back on the table, and slowly said, "This was after all Third Brother’s heartfelt gesture to you, and soon it will be your fiftieth birthday."

"A birthday? If the Empire could be peaceful, that would be better than any gift."

Yue Zhonglian shook his head, his eyes briefly touching the gift on the table, and squeezed his fist lightly.

They were all his sons, how could he favor one over the others? He was just angry at their failure to meet his expectations!

"Ling Feng, my worthless sons have embarrassed you," Yue Zhonglian gave a self-mocking smile, clenched his teeth, stood up, and slowly said, "Lan’er told me, initially to preserve the reputation of our Cangqiong Sect, you took three strikes from the Lei Family Ancestor. I hereby thank you!"

With those words, Yue Zhonglian actually bowed deeply to Ling Feng.

"Sect Leader, you flatter me too much!" Ling Feng hurriedly stepped forward to support Yue Zhonglian, "The rise and fall of a nation are every man’s responsibility. As a subject of the Empire, it is my duty too."

"What a statement, ’The rise and fall of a nation are every man’s responsibility’!"

Yue Zhonglian laughed heartily but then couldn’t help coughing violently, seemingly not wanting to worry others, he circulated his True Yuan, attempting to suppress the Qi-Blood back into his Dantian.

"Sect Leader, in front of me, there’s no need to pretend everything is fine."

Ling Feng sighed softly, giving a wry smile, "Needless to say, you must have taken my words with a grain of sand again."

"Father!"

Yue Yunlan and Yue Tengfeng hurried forward, their faces marked with anxiety.

"Cough cough cough..." Yue Zhonglian lightly coughed a few times and shook his head with a smile, "Indeed, I couldn’t hide it from Brother Ling. My health..."

"If Sect Leader would rest properly for six months, the situation would improve a lot," Ling Feng sighed lightly.

"Let’s not talk about this for now," Yue Zhonglian said as he sat back down with Ling Feng’s assistance. "Brother Ling, about the matter of the Tianyang Empire’s Envoy Team."

"Sect Leader, you only need to trust me."

Ling Feng took out a set of gold needles from his bosom and spoke lightly, "Let me apply the needles first."

"Brother Ling..."

"Trust me!" Ling Feng looked up intently at Yue Zhonglian, "Sect Leader, just rest for three days. When the Tianyang Empire’s Envoy Team arrives, I’ll have a plan. You need not worry about this matter, Sect Leader."

Watching Ling Feng’s confident gaze, Yue Zhonglian found himself nodding as if possessed, "Alright, I’ll leave it to you!"

"Thank you for your trust, Sect Leader." Ling Feng pondered for a moment and continued lightly, "Sect Leader, please relax. I need to use the Regeneration Gold Needle to repair your Vitality Map once more."

Although it hadn’t been six months yet, Yue Zhonglian’s condition continued to deteriorate, so Ling Feng had to take drastic measures.

...

An hour later, Ling Feng wiped the sweat from his forehead and let out a deep breath, "All done. Now the Sect Leader can rest properly for a few days."

Everyone looked at Yue Zhonglian, who was lying on the bed; he was breathing evenly, seemingly deep in sleep.

"Kid Feng, what have you done to the Sect Leader?" Wen Tingguang asked curiously.

"Besides the Life Rejuvenation Needle Array, I also applied the Soul Nourishing Needle. The Sect Leader will be in deep sleep for three days, healing on his own. With his temperament, he would be worried if he were awake."

Ling Feng shook his head and smiled, "With these three days, he should last until I can apply the needles again in six months."

After storing the gold needles, Ling Feng’s face showed a trace of frailty. Applying both the Life Rejuvenation Needle and the Soul Nourishing Needle concurrently was extremely taxing for Ling Feng.

Yue Tengfeng bowed to Ling Feng gratefully, "Brother Ling, thank you!"

"You’re pushing yourself too hard, kid."

Wen Tingguang stepped forward and pressed Ling Feng’s shoulder, slowly transferring a robust Primordial Qi, which helped Ling Feng’s complexion to recover somewhat.

"Brother Wen, with the Sect Leader resting these few days, some matters will have to be managed by you."

Ling Feng touched his nose. With Wen Tingguang’s status, receiving the Tianyang Empire’s Envoy Team wouldn’t be seen as neglect.

"Even the Sect Leader trusts you. These days, big brother will let you call the shots!" Wen Tingguang sighed, pretending to be put out.

"If there’s anything you need, just let Brother Ling know!" Yue Tengfeng also said loudly.

"With Brother Yue’s help, that would be best!"

Ling Feng nodded, his mind already forming a preliminary plan. Of course, everything would still depend on how the Tianyang Empire’s Envoy Team made their move.

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