Chapter 82 - Little Divine Doctor Ling!

"Young Master Ling, I really must thank you for your miraculous healing, saving the Sect Master."The Sect Master’s Wife moved with grace as if treading on lotuses, approaching Ling Feng and offering him a respectful curtsy.

"To heal the sick and save lives is the duty of a physician," Ling Feng replied calmly, "The Sect Master is resting above; everyone can go visit him for a bit, but it would be best not to let him talk too much. Tomorrow, I will treat him again with acupuncture to mend his Vitality Map."

"Thank you for your efforts, Young Master Ling." The Sect Master’s Wife gave a slight nod, turned to glance at Wen Tingguang, and said in a gentle voice, "Elder Wen, I fear Little Divine Doctor Ling may be quite worn out from the past few days. Please arrange for him to stay in the west wing room."

The Sect Master’s Wife had noticed Ling Feng’s pallor and assumed it was due to his wholehearted treatment of the Sect Master; her heart was filled with even more gratitude.

"Yes." Wen Tingguang stepped forward promptly, chuckling, "My lad—no, Little Divine Doctor Ling, please follow me."

Ling Feng also felt his eyelids twitch, and waves of dizziness pulsed through his mind; the side effects of depleting his True Qi were starting to show.

Wen Tingguang stepped forward to support Ling Feng. "Seeing as how devoted you’ve been to treating the Sect Master, I will personally guide you today."

One must realize what kind of status Elder Wen had in the Cangqiong Sect; ordinary people did not receive such treatment.

Brothers Yue Chengjie and Yue Tianqun also stepped forward to salute Ling Feng, saying in unison, "Thank you, Young Master Ling, for curing our father of his strange illness."

"It’s nothing."

Ling Feng was too exhausted to manage more than a slight nod to them before heading off to the west wing room with the support of Wen Tingguang.

Ling Feng slept straight through to dusk before finally waking up.

Before Wen Tingguang left, he had expended his own True Yuan to restore Ling Feng’s True Qi. Otherwise, it would have taken several days of weakness before Ling Feng could fully recover his Primordial Qi.

"Master, you’ve finally awakened!"

Zi Feng flew over from Ling Feng’s clothes and landed on his fingertips as soon as he saw Ling Feng stir.

Ling Feng gently stroked Zi Feng and spoke softly, "Zi Feng, you haven’t exposed yourself, have you?"

"No, while the master was sleeping, I remained attached to your clothes; others thought I was just a crystal."

"Others?" Ling Feng’s eyelid twitched, "What others?"

"The guy who brought you back had several young ladies with him," Zi Feng blinked, "It was they who undressed you."

"Uh..." Ling Feng lifted the silk quilt for a look and indeed found that beneath it was chillingly bare...

"The lifestyle of a large family is really..."

Ling Feng shook his head with a wry smile, about to retrieve his clothes from the side of the bed when he suddenly heard footsteps outside and hurriedly told Zi Feng to hide.

"Creak!"

The door opened, and four charming young girls walked in. Seeing Ling Feng awake, the leading girl in green immediately said with delight, "Young Master Ling, you are finally up."

"Uh..."

Ling Feng’s expression was slightly embarrassed; he was still stark naked!

Seeing Ling Feng’s blushing face, the girl in green laughed, "My name is Xiao He, and Elder Wen has instructed us to take care of your personal needs."

"That won’t be necessary," Ling Feng quickly waved it off, "I can take care of myself." ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ ɴoᴠel Fɪre.nᴇt

"Oh," Xiao He pouted slightly, "Well then, your bath water and meal have been prepared. If you need anything else, please just command."

"Understood, you all can leave now."

Ling Feng’s face turned beet red, for he had lived a life of wandering without a fixed home and had hardly ever been served by others.

Especially not by so many beautiful maids!

"Giggle... then we maids will wait outside," the young and beautiful maids stifled their laughter flirtatiously, but they didn’t dare go against Ling Feng’s wishes, and after closing the door, they left.

Ling Feng shook his head and chuckled bitterly; such a sensual blessing, he simply could not afford.

An uneventful night passed by, and Ling Feng had spent it cultivating.

Early the next morning, Wen Tingguang hurried over and took Ling Feng to treat Yue Zhonglian.

After Ling Feng’s treatment, Yue Zhonglian, though still looking very old, had regained his former spirit and could even get out of bed and walk.

Meanwhile, Wen Tingguang, who had learned that Ling Feng was the Heir of the Medical Saint, naturally looked at Ling Feng in a new light.

This time Ling Feng had indeed made him look very good. Even Elder Liu, now in his presence, didn’t dare to speak loudly.

After all, Ling Feng had been invited by Wen Tingguang himself!

"Hahaha, Little Divine Doctor Ling, how was your night?" Wen Tingguang arrived in the west wing room, only to find that Ling Feng had already gotten up and was practicing swordsmanship in the courtyard.

It was Ling Feng’s daily practice, which he hadn’t done for a few days, and now that he finally had some free time, he naturally started practicing again.

"You sure are diligent," Wen Tingguang nodded in approval seeing Ling Feng’s dedication, no wonder this lad had made such tremendous progress in just two short months.

Talent was one aspect, but diligence was indispensable.

Seeing Wen Tingguang land, Ling Feng quickly sheathed his sword and stood up straight, giving Wen Tingguang a sword salute, "Senior Wen."

"Hehe, you’re not bad with your swordsmanship," Wen Tingguang patted Ling Feng’s shoulder and smiled, "You’ve made great contributions this time, and our Cangqiong Sect will definitely not shortchange you. Whatever reward you want, just say it."

"The generosity of Senior giving me the Moon Spirit Flower was already the greatest benefit," Ling Feng said calmly.

"Modest in your accomplishments, unperturbed by praise or criticism, you, my boy, will surely be General material in the future."

Wen Tingguang was getting more and more fond of Ling Feng and even felt the impulse to take him as his disciple.

However, seeing the way Yue Yunlan treated Ling Feng, maybe this young man would become the new son-in-law of Cangqiong Sect in the future.

"You flatter me, Senior," Ling Feng maintained an unaffected expression and added, "You came to take me to treat the Sect Master, right?"

"Ah, yes, completely slipped my mind," Wen Tingguang chuckled, "Follow me."

Before long, under the guidance of Wen Tingguang, Ling Feng arrived once again at the tranquil pavilion where Yue Zhonglian was recuperating.

At this moment, in addition to Yue Zhonglian, the Sect Master’s Wife, Red Lotus, and Yue Yunlan were also present, waiting by the bedside.

The Sect Master’s Wife was even holding some state documents, slowly reading them to Yue Zhonglian.

Although Yue Zhonglian was bedridden, he still concerned himself with national affairs, truly admirable.

However, Ling Feng shook his head, stepped forward swiftly, and pressed down on the state documents in the Sect Master’s Wife’s hands, frowning and reprimanding, "Sect Master, have you forgotten what you promised me? During this period, you should not worry about other matters, nor should you have any intense emotional fluctuations, otherwise, even I would be helpless."

"You young man..."

Wen Tingguang’s eyelid twitched, thinking to himself that this young man was too presumptuous, daring to lecture the Sect Master!

Yue Yunlan was also startled and quickly said, "Father, Ling Feng is just concerned about your health."

Yue Zhonglian, however, was not angry but smiled instead, "Hehe, it’s my mistake. Put the documents away, Red Lotus. After I’ve recovered from my illness, there will be time to look at them."

Red Lotus sighed softly; she understood Yue Zhonglian’s temperament best. Although he was someone who took promises very seriously, his loyalty to the Empire came above all else.

"I hope that the Sect Master keeps his word, for even I will need a very long process to completely restore the Vitality Map. At least for the next six months, I hope the Sect Master refrains from getting angry, as it would easily harm your lifespan," Ling Feng said slowly.

"I understand," replied Yue Zhonglian, holding an inexplicable trust towards the young man who had snatched him back from the brink of the Ghost Gate.