Chapter 86 - Retention!

After a short while, Qiaoqiao arrived with several maids carrying some light porridge dishes; Ling Feng, attracted by the faint aroma, couldn’t help but feel his appetite stirred.It must be said that the food of the Cangqiong Sect truly deserved its reputation as delicious cuisine.

When he and Duanmu Qingshan were at Little Bamboo Peak, there was no need to mention Duanmu Qingshan’s cooking skills — they were practically disastrous. As for his own cooking, it was barely passable.

Qiaoqiao brought over a bowl of clear porridge, sat down unceremoniously beside the bed, and brought a spoonful to Ling Feng’s mouth, "Eat."

"Uh..." Ling Feng was taken aback, about to speak, when he heard the maid say, "What, you want our young mistress to come and feed you?"

Ling Feng, feeling helpless, didn’t bother to say much and just opened his mouth to swallow the porridge.

It has to be acknowledged that the head chef of the Cangqiong Sect genuinely had skill, transforming a simple bowl of white porridge into an irresistibly delicious treat.

"Hey, you’re awake, kid!"

Unnoticed, Wen Tingguang had walked in from outside. The maid at the door quickly greeted him respectfully, "Elder Wen."

With a wave of his hand, Wen Tingguang took big strides into the room, saw Ling Feng drinking porridge, and chuckled, "Kid, feeling alright?"

"Senior Wen," Ling Feng slightly bowed, then was about to get out of bed.

"All right, all right, let’s dispense with these excessive formalities between us, I reckon we struck a chord, you and I. Although we don’t have the fate of master and student, becoming sworn friends is still possible. I am a few years older than you, just call me Brother Wen."

"Oh, Elder Wen, I really couldn’t tell you’re only a few years older than Young Master Ling, you really know how to act young!" Qiaoqiao couldn’t resist teasing again.

"You!" Yue Yunlan shook her head, this maid was famously sharp-tongued, but luckily Elder Wen was good-tempered. If it were Liu Hongzhang, Qiaoqiao would definitely have been in deep trouble.

This maid was also sharp-witted, knowing who she could joke with and who she could not.

"What do you mean ’acting young’? I’m in the prime of my life." Wen Tingguang stepped forward, pulled Qiaoqiao who was feeding the porridge away in a hurry, and said eagerly, "How are you recovering? When can you perform that Life Creation Needle again, so the Sect Master could fully recover soon?"

"Uh, this matter can’t be rushed. I can only administer the needle to the Sect Master every six months, so just prepare those eight Regeneration Gold Needles within half a year," Ling Feng said seriously.

"It takes half a year?" Wen Tingguang said anxiously, "Why not administer the needle every day? Wouldn’t that hasten the recovery?"

Ling Feng couldn’t help but smile wryly, "Senior Wen, firstly, the Vitality Map can’t be repaired frequently, and secondly, if I really did that, how many times do you think I could withstand?"

If he truly performed the Life Creation Needle every day, Yue Zhonglian might recover faster, but he himself would likely be dead.

Wen Tingguang, recalling how Ling Feng had fainted for five days after administering the needle to Yue Zhonglian once, immediately slapped his forehead realizing his oversight, chuckling, "I was thoughtless, heh heh..."

"If the Senior wants the Sect Master to recover sooner, the key lies in those eight Regeneration Gold Needles. Only when we gather all nine Regeneration Gold Needles can I perform the true Life Rejuvenation Needle Array, which would significantly improve the healing effects."

Ling Feng paused, then continued, "Naturally, that would also reduce the strain on me considerably."

"I’ve already instructed the craftsmen at the Xuan Mechanism Hall to handle this. It’ll definitely be completed within six months."

Wen Tingguang thought for a moment, then added, "How about this, before the Sect Master fully recovers, why don’t you stay at our Cangqiong Sect? I believe the Sect Master wouldn’t begrudge the Cangqiong Sect’s cultivation resources. Here in our Cangqiong Sect, you’ll definitely have cultivation conditions a hundred, no, a thousand times better than those at Asking Immortal Sect."

Wen Tingguang retained Ling Feng for two reasons. Firstly, he worried that if Ling Feng left the Cangqiong Sect, he might encounter some accident and the Sect Master’s illness would find no healer.

Secondly, he did not wish to waste a talent such as Ling Feng. The resources that Wenxian Sect, being a minor sect, could offer compared to the Cangqiong Sect were minuscule.

"I’m afraid that won’t be possible," Ling Feng shook his head. "My Master is still at the Wenxian Sect."

"This..." Wen Tingguang frowned, it was a gesture of good intent after all.

It was Qiaoqiao who couldn’t help but intervene, "Young Master Ling, you really are stubborn! Your Master is an adult, not a three-year-old. Besides, you will have to leave your Master’s side to gain experience someday. This is just like that experience and it’s not as if you’re joining another sect!" ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ ɴovel(ꜰ)ɪre.nᴇt

"Qiaoqiao, show some respect!" Yue Yunlan quickly held Qiaoqiao, then turned to Ling Feng with an apologetic smile, "Young Master Ling, it’s because of your revered Master’s injuries, isn’t it?"

During the last visit to the Wenxian Sect, Duanmu Qingshan had mentioned that he too was a "patient" of Ling Feng.

"My Master’s health is no longer an issue," Ling Feng said calmly. "However, the coming period is a very crucial time for my Master, and I must stay by his side!"

The pact to fight side by side with Duanmu Qingshan was a disciple’s promise to his Master, as well as a promise between men.

Indeed, he could rely on the power of the Cangqiong Sect to overcome Lin Canglang, but that was not what Duanmu Qingshan needed. The great vengeance for his wife and daughter had to be avenged by himself!

"I understand now," Wen Tingguang nodded. "You’re indeed a man of deep feelings and loyalty."

"Alright, since that’s the case, I won’t insist further. When you decide to leave, just let me know, brother. I’ll see you off!" Wen Tingguang patted Ling Feng’s shoulder, smiling faintly.

"Then, I am grateful for your efforts, Senior."

Ling Feng knew the difference in speed between himself and Wen Tingguang. It would take Wen Tingguang three days to travel at full speed, whereas he himself might not be able to return to the sect even in thirty days.

"By the way, the Sect Master said, for saving his life this time, a significant reward must be given. I can now take you to see our Cangqiong Sect’s Treasure Vault, where you are free to choose some treasures. As long as they are not too precious, I can decide to give them to you."

"Then I thank the Sect Master for his kind offer."

Ling Feng did not stand on ceremony.

The treasure vault of the Cangqiong Sect naturally contained many rare treasures. To say that Ling Feng was not tempted in the slightest would be hypocritical.

Though he had killed several disciples and looters in the Great Wilderness Mountain Range and amassed some wealth, he was far from being "wealthy."

The Cangqiong Sect was not just wealthy; diligently treating the Cangqiong Sect Master and accepting the rightful reward was completely justified.

Yue Yunlan pursed her lips, then bit down on her silver teeth, "Uncle Wen, I will accompany Young Master Ling in selecting the treasures."

"Uh..." Wen Tingguang gave a wry smile internally. If Ling Feng were choosing alone, with his level of discernment, he might not choose any particularly valuable items. But with Yue Yunlan intervening, this girl would surely turn her elbow out, making the Cangqiong Sect suffer a loss!

"Okay, okay, would you really quietly leave if I said you couldn’t go?" Wen Tingguang knew Yue Yunlan too well, shook his head with a smile, then said, "Young Master Ling, you can get out of bed and move around now, right?"

"My body is already recovered."

Ling Feng leaped off the bed, and after five days of deep sleep, his cultivation had even modestly increased, reaching the mid-stage of Qi Condensation Tenth Rank.