The Art of Chaotic Divinity

Chapter 443: Yan Familys Eldest Son, Yan Jingfeng!

Chapter 443: Yan Family's Eldest Son, Yan Jingfeng!

"Yan Jingfeng, do you know that boy?"

Lu Zhengxiong asked while biting his teeth hard, his eyes filled with rage. He wished he could tear apart the culprit who had turned his son into this state.

"No, I don't know him." Yan Jingfeng shook his head and smiled slightly. "Uncle Lu, don't worry. Shaocong's meridians were sealed by the Profound Meridian Sealing Technique. Even without treatment, he will recover in three days."

"Can you treat him?"

Seeing his son lying on the bed, barely breathing, Lu Zhengxiong couldn't bear the thought of letting him suffer for three more days.

"Fortunately, the attacker didn't use full force. I'll try my best."

Yan Jingfeng took a deep breath, sat by the bedside, and took out a golden needle. He instructed Lu Shaocong, "Shaocong, this might hurt a bit. Please endure it."

"I-I'll try." Lu Shaocong gritted his teeth. As long as he could recover, he could endure the pain.

"Alright, I'll begin."

Yan Jingfeng's expression turned serious. His hands moved like lightning as he inserted six needles into Lu Shaocong's acupoints: namely the Yintang, Sibai, Yangbai, Chengqi, Xiaguan, and Shenting acupoints. Lu Shaocong felt a sharp pain in his head as if it was about to explode.

"Ahhh!"

Lu Shaocong couldn't help but cry out in pain. Yan Jingfeng had anticipated this. His left palm pressed gently on Lu Shaocong's back as he sent a surge of elemental qi into Lu Shaocong’s body, directing it all to his head.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

Three golden needles shot out from Lu Shaocong's body and neatly embedded in the bedpost. Lu Shaocong spat out a mouthful of clotted blood and exclaimed excitedly, "I can see! I can finally see!"

"Don't get too excited," Yan Jingfeng cautioned as he slowly removed the six needles from Lu Shaocong's head.

"I understand. Thank you, Brother Yan!" Lu Shaocong quickly nodded.

"Yan Jingfeng, we owe you so much," Lu Zhengxiong expressed his gratitude.

Yan Jingfeng shook his head slightly. "That Ling Feng's skill with the Profound Meridian Sealing Technique is extraordinary. Even I couldn't completely undo it. While your vision has returned, your true qi will take three days to fully recover."

"What? Is that boy's medical skill higher than yours?"

Lu Zhengxiong exclaimed in surprise. Yan Jingfeng was a Daoist physician, nearly at the level of a divine imperial physician, though he never cared for the title.

The Yan family was mostly overshadowed by Yan Jinghong, the legendary figure of the empire, which made people overlook Yan Jingfeng, the eldest son.

In reality, Yan Jingfeng was also exceptionally talented. He had reached the Transformation Realm with sixty-six meridian gates from the Pulse Formation Realm.

Moreover, his medical prowess far surpassed Yan Jinghong's.

"There's always someone better out there." Yan Jingfeng smiled faintly. "Uncle Lu, since Shaocong is fine now, I'll take my leave."

"It's late. Rest well. Tomorrow morning, I'll host a banquet in your honor."

"Uncle Lu, you're being too nice," Yan Jingfeng gave a fist-and-palm salute and left the room. As he turned, a gleam of excitement flashed in his eyes.

The heir of the Medical Saint!

Ling Feng must be the heir of the Medical Saint. This means he must also have the other volume of The Profound Art of Acupuncture and Moxibustion!

"By all means, I must obtain the first volume of The Profound Art of Acupuncture and Moxibustion! Absolutely!"

Yan Jingfeng had already made up his mind. Since he was already waiting idly in the imperial capital for Yan Jinghong to return, he might as well make a plan to acquire the other volume of The Profound Art of Acupuncture and Moxibustion from the heir of the Medical Saint.

Ordinary people only regarded The Profound Art of Acupuncture and Moxibustion as a legendary medical book. However, through years of study, Yan Jingfeng had discovered that many of its theories were subtly aligned with martial arts cultivation. This was why he could open sixty-six meridian gates and advance to the Transformation Realm.

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On the other hand, Ling Feng had no idea that using the Profound Meridian Sealing Technique against the arrogant young master of the Lu family had inadvertently revealed his identity as the heir of the Medical Saint.

However, Yan Jingfeng would not be able to easily take The Profound Art of Acupuncture and Moxibustion from him.

After returning to Tianwei Academy, Ling Feng resumed his busy schedule of studying and training. In the blink of an eye, three days had passed.

During this time, Yan Cangtian had been mysteriously busy since he visited the Alchemist Guild and hadn't returned.

Ling Feng suspected that he was gathering materials with President Hong Haotian to refine the Demon-Transforming Pill.

Although they had acquired the rare demonic shen's crystal core, the other materials were also exceptionally rare. Even with the Alchemist Guild's resources, it would take ten days to gather everything.

Being the chief honorary elder of the Alchemist Guild had saved him a lot of money!

Everything proceeded smoothly over the three days. Jiang Xiaofan, under Gu Tengfeng's training, progressed quickly and would soon be ready to join the sword team's regular practice matches as a main player.

Lin Xian'er reappeared on the East Court sword team's training ground after a period of mental adjustment, bringing her senior sister Yun Yiyi along to cheer on the team.

Seeing Lin Xian'er emerge from her slump made Ling Feng happy. The holidays were approaching, and he planned to take her back to the Wenxian Sect. Perhaps Duanmu Qingshan would return to the sect, and father and daughter could reunite. Just thinking about it made Ling Feng happy for Duanmu Qingshan.

His master had suffered for too long.

With Lin Xian'er's return, the East Court sword team's training ground often witnessed her and Qin Wanwan's mutual teasing.

Ling Feng decided to ignore the two women to avoid taking sides.

"Oh, women! Why must they make things difficult for each other?"

Feng Mo remarked dramatically. Yu Sixian, who was sitting nearby, pulled out a limited edition book with a grin. "Brother Feng, come! Let's enjoy this good stuff together!"

During Gu Tengfeng's demon-slaying mission, Feng Mo and Yu Sixian, two perverts, had become close friends and often discussed profound topics together.

"Yu Sixian, you bastard! You're looking at those filthy things again during training!"

Xue Xiaolin, the sword team's big sister, saw Feng Mo and Yu Sixian sneaking around and knew exactly what they were up to. She rushed over, furious, and knocked them both to the ground with a punch each.

"Wow, it's purple again!" Yu Sixian peeked with a mischievous grin and burst into laughter.

"You pervert!"

Xiaolin Xue's face turned red as she kicked Yu Sixian, sending him flying several hundred meters away.