Chapter 140: Leave After Accomplishing the Task!

"Rise, everyone."Ling Feng touched his nosebridge, not intending to hold those guards accountable, but Jia Lang, the main culprit, was not to be let off easily.

Clearly, Jia Lang wanted him dead; merely letting his father slap him was not generous enough for Ling Feng.

"Thank you, High Envoy!" Commander Yang Zhen got up tremblingly, maintaining a bowed posture from beginning to end, showing utmost respect to Ling Feng.

"Thank you, sir. A man of your great heart surely wouldn’t bother with mere children, right?" Jia Yan was quick-witted, immediately flattering Ling Feng with a smile that was neither too light nor too heavy.

"Failure to teach is the fault of the father. You indeed have no way of raising children!"

Ling Feng glanced at Jia Yan skeptically, his gaze then shifting to Yang Zhen, he spoke lightly, "Commander Yang, Jia Lang has fabricated rumors, smearing my name. According to the laws of the Empire, whatever should be done, shall be done. I leave this matter in your hands, Commander Yang. You know what to do, don’t you?"

Yang Zhen was indeed a ruthless character; his grim face made it clear. This time, Jia Lang had almost cost him his head. Handing Jia Lang over to him would not result in anything merciful.

"Your subordinate understands!"

A cold gleam flashed in Yang Zhen’s eyes as he coldly glanced at Jia Lan by his side. Even if he had to spare Jia Lang’s life for the sake of Jia Mansion, he would definitely make him experience the so-called "eighteen kinds of torture"!

Jia Yan clenched his fists tightly, his nails even piercing the palm, not that he was aware. Despite his reluctance, Ling Feng’s decision to handle it by the law left him speechless.

"Well, that settles it. You all may leave."

Ling Feng’s expression was cold, noticing the night had grown deep, he had no interest in prolonged dealings there.

"Yes! Your subordinate takes his leave!" Yang Zhen shouted, throwing his sleeves back and barking to the guards behind him, "Come, seize Jia Lang!"

Two Black Armor guards caught Jia Lang from left and right, and the group hurried towards the jail, soon disappearing into the night.

Jia Yan and the remaining Origin Transformation Realm experts from Jia Mansion walked away dejectedly, like defeated roosters, leaving the scene in gloom.

Jia Yan sighed deeply; this time, it was a lesson for Jia Lang. If he could rectify his former misdeeds, it would be a good thing for him.

Once the commandery guards and the people from Jia Mansion had left, the local dignitaries of Hanwu County crowded around, each of them eager to curry favor with Ling Feng, endlessly singing his praises.

"I’ve long seen that Divine Doctor Ling was extraordinarily gifted; how could he possibly be impersonating a Divine Country Imperial Doctor! Divine Doctor Ling is truly the youngest Divine Country Imperial Doctor in the Empire, truly deserving of the title!"

"Divine Doctor Ling, it is getting late. Why don’t you stay at my place tonight? I will take good care of you!"

"Ling Feng, my young friend, my residence still has many treasures; may I invite you to visit?"

"Master Ling Feng..."ic Condensation Realm, so why not make a trip to the Imperial City this year and participate in the Heavenly Position Academy’s entrance exam? You might even run into your big brother."

"Yes, yes, yes, with Jing’er’s talent, he should be able to get into the Heavenly Position Academy this year. There’s just over a month until the entrance exams start, so give it your best shot."

Ouyang Jing clenched his fists as the image of Ling Feng flashed through his mind. He nodded firmly, "Alright, big brother, I will go to the Heavenly Position Academy and take the entrance exam. I definitely will follow in your footsteps!"

Ling Feng unfolded his Qinling Light Wings and flew into the sky. Suddenly, he took out an embroidered handkerchief from within his chest, still carrying the faint fragrance of Lin Xian’er.

This handkerchief was given to him previously by Lin Xian’er to wipe away his sweat, and he had forgotten to return it to her.

The light wings behind Ling Feng trembled to maintain his hover. He turned back to look at the ground and, upon noticing that Lin Xian’er was nowhere to be seen, sighed softly, stored the handkerchief, and thought to himself: It won’t be too late to return it the next time I see Miss Lin.

His wings trembled once more, and Ling Feng abruptly accelerated, soon leaving the boundaries of Hanwu County and entering the Immortal Trace Mountain Range.

As night fell like ink.

Guided by the gentle moonlight, Ling Feng slowly landed on a dense tree, seated himself at the crown, and carefully took out the "Youyue Water Essence."

"With my speed, flying back to the Wenxian Sect won’t take many hours, but why not take this opportunity to refine the Youyue Water Essence as well?"

Ling Feng’s heart fluttered with slight excitement. The last time he used the Earth Fire Crystal Stone to perform his first Spiritual Injection, he had experienced its benefits firsthand; Spiritual True Qi and regular True Qi were indeed worlds apart.

Taking a deep breath, Ling Feng set aside all distractions, placed the "Youyue Water Essence" in the palm of his hand, and began to absorb the Water Element Spiritual Energy from it according to the magic method taught by Wen Tingguang.

With his previous experience and unique physique, it wasn’t long before the Youyue Water Essence began glowing with a blue light.

A conception as vast as the ocean enveloped Ling Feng, and the ethereal Water Element Spiritual Energy, like a moth drawn to flames, rapidly converged towards his body.

In an instant, Ling Feng felt that in addition to the flame that pulsed within his Dantian, there was now also a cluster of water droplets, dense and distinct.

Gradually, that cluster of water absorbed the mist suspended in the Dantian and finally stabilized.

Ling Feng knew he had successfully completed his second Spiritual Injection.

This time, it took less than half the time of the previous one!

If Wen Tingguang were to witness this, his eyes would probably pop out of his head.

With a thought, True Qi gathered in the palm of his hand, and a fist-sized water sphere floated on the palm. The sphere, reflecting a bright moonshine, shimmered with ripples and seemed to bring a cool sea breeze with it.

This was the Conception of Water.