Chaos Heavenly Emperor Technique
Chapter 789 - 790 "Old Friend" Meeting! (4 more)

Chapter 789: Chapter 790 "Old Friend" Meeting! (4 more)

Chang Chun Hall is a branch of the Daoist Medical Family, which holds high prestige within the Sky White Empire.

After all, the path of Martial Arts is one of resisting heaven and seizing fate. No Martial Artist dares to claim they will never be injured or poisoned in their lifetime. Thus, Alchemists and Physicians are professions greatly respected across the continent.

Lee Qingling, in his time, was the most outstanding Physician of Chang Chun Hall. At the age of twenty-four, he received a reward from the Emperor and became a Divine Country Imperial Doctor, demonstrating his exquisite medical skills.

"So it’s a Divine Doctor from Chang Chun Hall."

General Sun burst into laughter, "Mr. Lee, although this general would never suspect you of deceiving me, as the saying goes, ’hearing is false, seeing is believing.’ If you could resurrect that Blood Spirit Corpse, I would be assured of the veracity of this matter."

Lee Qingling smiled indifferently, "What difficulty is there in that? General, just have someone bring over a Blood Spirit Corpse for the test, and I will have a way to neutralize the Blood Corpse Poison, allowing it to regain consciousness."

"Ha ha, that would certainly be best."

General Sun nodded and turned to a guard outside the tent, "Someone, go and bring a living Blood Spirit Corpse over here!"

The guard received the order and immediately went to select a Blood Spirit Corpse from where they were kept alive.

"There’s something else," Lee Qingling’s eyes narrowed slightly as he spoke with a faint smile, "On the way here, I heard that the General also has another young Divine Country Imperial Doctor here, named Ling Feng. Is this true?"

"That’s right. Brother Ling is indeed here at the moment, currently researching a remedy to neutralize the Blood Corpse Poison," General Sun replied with a smile, then added, "If Mr. Lee’s method works, then Brother Ling needn’t exhaust himself researching a remedy anymore."

"Then please, General, have this Brother Ling called over. Speaking of which, he and I could be considered ’old acquaintances!’"

A cold light flicked through Lee Qingling’s eyes as he spoke indifferently.

"Oh? Is that so?"

General Sun laughed heartily, "Good! Someone, quickly go and call Ling Feng over, tell him the General wants to see him!"

Soon after, Ling Feng and his party were invited to the Commander Tent. Before they even entered, they saw several guards escorting a Blood Spirit Corpse from behind. Shackled at the wrists and ankles, the corpse snarled with bared teeth, trying to bite and issuing savage roars like a beast.

"Why have they also brought the Blood Spirit Corpse? What is that General Sun really up to?"

In Gong Cheng, brows furrowed slightly as he spoke in a grave tone.

"Entering will reveal all."

Ling Feng pursed his lips and then, led by the guard, entered the great tent as well.

Upon entering, he was truly startled.

It was him!

At the sight of Lee Qingling, an expression of disbelief crossed Ling Feng’s eyes.

According to his conjecture, the Blood Sword Heavenly Monarch was none other than Lee Qingling. So why was Lee Qingling appearing in the Commander Tent at this moment?

Tuoba Yan’s expression also changed subtly as she immediately recognized Lee Qingling.

"Brother Ling, young heroes, you’ve arrived just in time."

General Sun laughed heartily, "This is Mr. Lee Qingling. He says he has a way to neutralize the Blood Corpse Poison, so this general has invited you all to come and see. If Mr. Lee’s method truly works, then you, Brother Ling, needn’t exhaust yourself with further research."

"Lee Qingling!"

Ling Feng narrowed his eyes, staring at Lee Qingling, almost completely tuning out what General Sun had said.

"Haha, the Qingling Hermit just said that you two knew each other, and it seems to be true," Sun Gongming laughed heartily.

"Brother Ling, we meet again!"

Lee Qingling straightened his clothes and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, showing no signs of guilt whatsoever.

"Humph!"

Ling Feng snorted lightly and asked in his mind, "Despicable Donkey, can you be sure he is the Blood Sword Heavenly Monarch?"

"This..."

Despicable Donkey pondered for a moment, "This Divine Beast cannot be certain either. He doesn’t have the slightest hint of the Demon Sword’s malign aura on him, and his appearance is almost completely different from the Blood Sword Heavenly Monarch I met that day."

"Even your sense of smell can’t be sure?" Ling Feng pressed with a heavy tone.

"I’m not any dog’s nose, and moreover, that Blood Sword Heavenly Monarch reeked of demon stench all over, nothing alike this Lee Qingling."

Despicable Donkey complained in a low voice.

"No matter, whether he is the Blood Sword Heavenly Monarch or not, since this man has appeared here, let’s first see what he is up to with his mysterious acts!" Ling Feng said indifferently, raising an eyebrow, "So it’s the Qingling Hermit. Truly unexpected that there would be another chance for us to meet!"

Ling Feng’s words implicitly questioned Lee Qingling about how he managed not to die in the Emperor Tomb.

Lee Qingling snorted coldly, "Why is it that Brother Ling has all the good fortune to turn danger into safety, while I, Lee Qingling, must certainly die?"

Ling Feng made no affirmation, merely curling his lips before speaking again, "Why is the Hermit here in this place? Shouldn’t you be cozying up to Elder Heiyu?"

"Humph!"

Lee Qingling frowned and said in a deep voice, "Brother Ling, in the past we each served our own masters, and there might have been some misunderstandings. But now I have left Wangduan Mountain, why bring up the past?"

The people in the tent, upon hearing the exchange between Ling Feng and Lee Qingling, aside from Tuoba Yan, were completely baffled, not understanding the riddle behind their words.

Lee Qingling then smiled and continued, "Since I left Wangduan Mountain, wandering for several months, I heard of the Blood God Sect causing trouble here, creating a host of Blood Spirit Corpses. As a healer, I, Lee Qingling, naturally cannot stand idly by, and so I have specifically come to offer help!"

Ling Feng curled his lip, his gaze scrutinizing Lee Qingling. The man’s expression did not seem like an act.

However, Ling Feng was still seventy percent sure that this Lee Qingling was the Blood Sword Heavenly Monarch.

As the saying goes, the landscape can change, but one’s nature is hard to alter.

This Lee Qingling was a thoroughly despicable character, and his grandiose rhetoric might fool others but not Ling Feng.

Lee Qingling paused before adding, "Fortunately, I captured two Blood Spirit Corpses in Thick Earth City to study the poison, and two days ago, I developed an antidote for the Blood Corpse Poison."

As he spoke, Lee Qingling looked at Ling Feng with slight arrogance.

Ling Feng nudged his mouth, remaining silent, folding his arms across his chest in a spectator’s pose.

Lee Qingling turned and bowed with clasped hands to Sun Gongming, taking out a bottle of Elixir from his sleeve and said lightly, "Therefore, I will use this Blood Spirit Corpse for an experiment. After swallowing my specially-made Detoxification Pill, in just the time it takes to burn a joss stick, the Blood Spirit Corpse will wake up and revert to a normal human being."

"Good, Mr. Lee, please go ahead with the test!"

Although Sun Gongming didn’t quite understand the grudge between Ling Feng and Lee Qingling, as long as the Blood Corpse Poison could be neutralized, it didn’t matter who was doing it—for him, there was no difference!