The Art of Chaotic Divinity

Chapter 688: Theres No Need for Thanks Between Us!

Chapter 688: There's No Need for Thanks Between Us!

"Brother Feng, I truly must thank you for stepping in just now. If things had really come to blows, I doubt I could have matched Yan Jinghong."

Ling Feng fist-and-palm saluted towards Feng Yan.

"Since we're companions, there's no need to thank me. That is, unless Brother Ling has never seen me as a companion." Feng Yan chuckled and replied, "Opportunities hinge on fate. If something is destined to be mine, it will be. Why stoop to petty means to eliminate others?"

Feng Yan toyed with the jade fan in his hand and continued, "I'd rather see martial arts thrive. The more geniuses that emerge to spar and learn from one another, the more we can all advance together."

"Brother Feng, your state of mind truly leaves me in awe!"

Ling Feng glanced at Feng Yan intently. Compared to him, Yan Jinghong was just a bundle of talent. Neither his breadth of mind nor his vision came close to Feng Yan's.

"Alright, let's not linger here."

Fatty Huang rubbed his hands excitedly. "Young Master Feng, let's hurry into the Tiandan Pavilion and see if there are any top-grade ancient medicinal pills!"

Feng Yan gave a slight smile, and then fist-and-palm saluted Ling Feng. "Brother Ling, let's part ways here and search for our own opportunities."

"Alright," Ling Feng nodded in reply.

"Brother Shen, you too." Feng Yan gave Shen Lang a glance. Though Shen Lang appeared to be little more than a drunkard, and Feng Yan hadn't heard his name before, his association with Yan Jinghong suggested he wasn't ordinary.

"Haha, then I won't be shy either." Shen Lang took a hearty swig, wiped the corner of his mouth, and followed Feng Yan's group into the Tiandan Pavilion. Inside, he chose a side path and began searching the rooms for leftover medicinal pills.

"Big Brother, should we go too?" Jiang Xiaofan's recovery was impressive. A moment ago, he had looked ghostly pale, but now he had regained much of his color.

The Xuanwu Sacred Beast possessed the most resilient life force among the Four Sacred Beasts. Jiang Xiaofan, having merged with Xuanwu blood, naturally inherited this resilience.

"Let's help you and Bufan recover first." Ling Feng shook his head with a smile. He wasn't in any rush to enter the Tiandan Pavilion in search of medicinal pills.

As an alchemist, Ling Feng knew that ordinary pills, even eighth- or ninth-tier spirit pills, would have lost their essence over thousands of years.

Indeed, Ling Feng was incredibly good to all the women around him, but he never seemed to notice, and never made the move to cross that final line.

In fact, Ling Feng treated everyone around him, man or woman, kindly, seeing them all as companions.

Perhaps it was this indiscriminate kindness that continually drew romantic interests toward him.

Ling Feng, focused entirely on treating Li Bufan, hadn't noticed the change in the three women's expressions. With a flick of his finger, he continued healing Li Bufan's wounds.

In no time, Li Bufan slowly regained consciousness, coughing lightly. Upon seeing Ling Feng, he wasn't particularly surprised.

If he had survived, it was likely because Ling Feng had arrived.

Li Bufan had no doubts about that.

But how had Ling Feng driven Yan Jinghong away?

"Rest assured, Yan Jinghong has already left," Ling Feng said as he smiled faintly, carefully withdrawing the golden needles from Li Bufan's back. "You can now try expelling the cold qi from your body. Your thunder attribute true qi is so powerful that even I wouldn't dare inject my own true qi into you."

"Thanks." Li Bufan took a deep breath, sat cross-legged, and began channeling his energy.

While Li Bufan recovered, Ling Feng and the others waited patiently nearby. Fortunately, no one among them was eager to rush off in search of the medicinal pills inside the Tiandan Pavilion.

During this time, Ling Feng caught sight of Ding Peng and his group again. They had dug up a decent amount of flowers and herbs and seemed satisfied enough to leave.

"Hehe, General Ling, it's you."

Ding Peng glanced at the Tiandan Pavilion's sign, swallowed nervously, and chuckled, "So, um..."

"If you want to go in, then go in!" Ling Feng, unwilling to waste words with him, replied coolly.

"Yes, yes! Haha..."

Ding Peng and his two companions shared a glance, laughed, and hurriedly scurried into the Tiandan Pavilion.