Chapter 570: Awakening
After the old man and the girl had left for some time, two figures flew through the air, constantly scanning the ground below.
“Over there.”
At that moment, one of them spotted the corpses on the ground. His gaze sharpened, and both figures descended simultaneously.
But what they saw were only scattered bodies, as if all had been killed with a single sword strike.
Dead. All dead.
The expressions of these two men turned exceptionally grim. How was this possible? So many strong experts had been dispatched, including a powerful existence at the Seventh Layer of the Mysterious Martial Realm. How could they have failed to kill Lin Feng? And now, before them lay only their own people, while Lin Feng’s corpse was nowhere to be seen.
“Nie Yun, what do you think?”
Among the two, a middle-aged man spoke with a dark face, turning to the relatively young man beside him.
“Someone else might have intervened,” Nie Yun said indifferently. The middle-aged man nodded slightly. That was the only possibility. If no one else had acted, how could Lin Feng have killed so many experts?
Lin Feng was only at the Fourth Layer of the Mysterious Martial Realm. Even if he were formidable, capable of contending with those at the Sixth Layer, how could he withstand dozens of Sixth Layer experts plus a Seventh Layer powerhouse?
“Then who do you think is most likely to have intervened?” the middle-aged man asked again.
Nie Yun shook his head this time. To have killed so many experts, it would have to be someone from the Dragon Mountain Empire, or a top expert from the Snow Moon Kingdom. Otherwise, it was impossible.
And even if the Dragon Mountain Empire had acted, they wouldn’t have been so ruthless as to slaughter all the people from the Tian Feng Kingdom.
“The question now is whether Lin Feng is dead. Were these people killed after they killed Lin Feng, or was Lin Feng rescued during the pursuit?” Nie Yun said slowly.
The middle-aged man’s eyes flickered. That was indeed a problem. If Lin Feng didn’t die, he would be a disaster for them.
Young as he was, he had already broken into the Fourth Layer of the Mysterious Martial Realm. Even more terrifying, with various means, Lin Feng could kill those at the Sixth Layer. In the future, if his strength increased, he could kill those at the Seventh or even Eighth Layer. For their Tian Feng Kingdom, that would be an absolute catastrophe.
They all knew that Lin Feng was someone who would repay grudges. He had once led people to destroy several sects in the Snow Moon Kingdom.
“Let’s go back. If we encounter Lin Feng in the future, we must kill him first. If we kill him, the Dragon Mountain Empire won’t make too big a deal of it. It’s far less dangerous than letting Lin Feng live.”
A cold, sharp light flashed in the middle-aged man’s eyes. If they met Lin Feng, they would kill him first.
But Nie Yun’s gaze flickered uncertainly, no one knew what he was thinking.
As the First Envoy of the Seven Envoys of Heavenly Wind, what he wanted was to obliterate Lin Feng on the stage of battle, fair and square.
But the Grand Tutor Yong of the Tian Feng Kingdom beside him clearly didn’t want that. All he wanted was Lin Feng’s life. Lin Feng had to be killed to eliminate future trouble.
Staying there would yield no results, so the two of them flew away, leaving the area around the lake once again in dead silence.
Meanwhile, at the inn where the Snow Moon Kingdom group was resting, some people were feeling uneasy. The two Yu brothers were among them, pacing in the courtyard, unable to focus on cultivation.
Had Lin Feng died this time?
If Lin Feng still hadn’t died, would he find out that they had betrayed his whereabouts?
In short, Yu Qin and Yu Jian had been unsettled ever since they arrived at Heavenly Dragon City.
They had discovered that the experts of the Nine Heavens Continent were far more numerous than they had imagined. Walking around casually, they encountered nothing but Mysterious Martial Realm experts, and often saw people with auras far stronger than their own.
In the Snow Moon Kingdom, they were young geniuses. Even counting their elders, their cultivation levels were among the top. But now, in the Dragon Mountain Empire, they realized they were nothing. Even the young people from the Snow Moon Kingdom were not weaker than them. Their confidence had been severely shaken, and Lin Feng’s continuously rising cultivation level felt like a mountain pressing down on them, making it hard to breathe. That was why they wanted Lin Feng to die in the Dragon Mountain Empire.
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Lin Feng knew nothing of all this. At this moment, he was lying quietly on a wooden bed in a small room, his eyes tightly shut, still unconscious.
Outside the thatched hut, the old man was sorting herbs, while the girl crouched in front of a stove, constantly fanning it. The medicine pot on the stove kept emitting the smell of herbs, making the girl’s face slightly flushed. Her little face was red, and her hair was a bit messy.
“Xiao Ya, the medicine needs a slow fire, simmered gently. That way, the herbs will cook thoroughly and release their essence. Pharmacists are different from alchemists; alchemists have pill formulas, but pharmacists need care and patience,” the old man said slowly from the side.
The girl nodded. “Grandpa, you’ve said that countless times.”
“If I don’t say it often, how will you remember it in your bones?” the old man said with a smile.
“Grandpa, why don’t you just wake him up directly?” the girl asked, puzzled.
“I can’t wake him. There are some things in his body that need to be suppressed. Otherwise, they would affect his entire being and harm him,” the old man explained. The girl didn’t fully understand, but she nodded lightly. She knew her grandfather would never lie to her.
“When the heat is about right, you can stop and feed him the medicine,” the old man said, sniffing the air. He could tell how cooked the medicine was from its smell.
“Got it!”
The girl replied, stopped tending the fire, and set the medicine pot down. She ladled the medicine into a bowl, wrapped it with a damp cloth, and carried it into the small hut.
The old man watched the girl enter the hut, shook his head with a wry smile, and continued working on his herbs, seemingly unconcerned with anything else.
Inside the small hut, the girl blew on the freshly decocted medicine to cool it slightly, then fed it into Lin Feng’s mouth.
She knew the medicine had to be taken hot; if it cooled, its potency would diminish.
Lin Feng’s eyes were still tightly shut. Only about a third of the medicine fed into his mouth actually went down; the rest was wasted.
Although the girl knew that this decoction was worth a fortune, she kept feeding it to Lin Feng without even blinking.
Soon, one bowl was finished, and the girl replaced it with another, continuously feeding Lin Feng until the pot was empty, leaving only the last bowl in her hands.
“If my brother were still here, he’d be your age. I wonder if your eyes are as beautiful as his,” the girl murmured to herself, her breath like orchid as she blew on the medicine in the spoon and then brought it to Lin Feng’s lips.
The spoon entered Lin Feng’s mouth, but he slowly spat the medicine out. The girl wiped it away with a damp cloth. But just then, a sharp, fierce aura suddenly burst forth, making the girl’s heart tighten. She looked up and saw a pair of eyes snap open.
“Ah…”
The girl cried out in surprise, followed by a cracking sound as the medicine bowl fell to the ground and shattered.
Those open eyes were too cold, filled with slaughter, bloodlust, and madness, chilling to the bone. The moment the girl saw them, her heart couldn’t help but tremble.
She had been imagining that the young man with the clean face and handsome brows would have eyes as clear and pure as her brother’s. But what she suddenly saw were pupils filled with demonic light. How could she not be startled?
At that moment, Lin Feng, lying on the wooden bed, felt a surge of pain wash over him, causing him to let out a low, piercing roar. The demonic light in his eyes seemed to be suppressed.
“Ah…”
Lin Feng groaned, but then a figure flashed in—it was the old man.
Seeing the demonic light in Lin Feng’s eyes, the old man’s palm trembled, and he struck Lin Feng directly, continuously patting his body.
At the same time, light flickered, and golden needles appeared again. The old man directly inserted them into Lin Feng’s brow, temples, and the acupoint between his eyes.
Only then did Lin Feng gradually calm down. All the strength in his body seemed to be drained in an instant, leaving him unable to muster any power.
He closed his eyes, then opened them again. Lin Feng seemed to be in great pain, his brows tightly furrowed.
He was still alive. Not dead.
He vaguely remembered how brutal the struggle with the demonic sword had been the day before.