The Art of Chaotic Divinity

The next morning, Ling Feng and Wen Tingguang went to the waterside pavilion where the sect leader Yue Zhonglian was recuperating.

As Yue Zhonglian had not yet fully regained his health, Ling Feng believed it was essential to share a few words of counsel with this dedicated sect leader, whose concerns extended beyond personal matters to the welfare of the nation and its people.

Soon, the two arrived at Yue Zhonglian's room, where both the sect leader's wife, Hong Lian, and Yue Yunlan were present.

Yue Zhonglian was hunched over a desk, seemingly engaged in the meticulous carving of something by hand. Meanwhile, Hong Lian and Yue Yunlan stood quietly by his side.

On this day, Yue Yunlan adorned herself in a light blue dress, her ebony hair cascading like a waterfall. Interspersed among the strands were some colorful ribbons, adding a touch of playfulness to her graceful demeanor.

Ling Feng was slightly stunned, finding himself involuntarily captivated for a moment.

The ethereal maiden, as if from a different realm, possessed a beauty so pure and enchanting that it defied description.

To say she was a beauty capable of toppling nations would not be an exaggeration.

However, Ling Feng's gaze quickly shifted to Yue Zhonglian. Logically, the sect leader shouldn't be up and about so soon, but as a cultivator with profound skills, he possessed a physique beyond the ordinary. Although the vitality diagram had not yet been fully replenished, he had already regained the energy of his usual self.

"Mr. Ling." Upon seeing Ling Feng enter, both Yue Yunlan and her mother greeted him immediately.

"Miss Yue, Madam Yue!" Ling Feng nodded slightly, his gaze shifting towards Yue Zhonglian at the desk. He expressed some curiosity, "What is the Sect Leader working on?"

"A gift." Yue Yunlan smiled sweetly. "Father is preparing to give you a present."

"A gift, you say..." Ling Feng looked at the square plaque Yue Zhonglian held in his hand, seemingly some kind of token. He speculated it might be a certain token from the Cangqiong Sect.

After a brief pause, Yue Zhonglian carefully set aside the carving knife, let out a sigh, and greeted Ling Feng with a subtle smile, "Young friend, you have come."

"Mhmm." Ling Feng nodded slightly and continued, "Although the sect leader has regained some strength, it's not advisable to exhaust oneself like this. Have you forgotten my advice? Don't overexert yourself for the next six months."

"Hehe, just this once, there won’t be a next time." Yue Zhonglian gently placed the token on the table.

Ling Feng glanced over and saw on the front of the token, the characters ‘Ling Feng’ were boldly engraved, displaying a formidable and compelling aura.

"This is..." Ling Feng's eyes flashed with understanding. As a physician, he was well aware of the significance of the engravings on this token.

Divine imperial physician!

This was undoubtedly a token symbolizing the identity of a divine imperial physician!

This was the highest honor for a physician. Even the heirs of prestigious medical families, like Sun Siyi from the Sun family, had to undergo rigorous tests to obtain this token.

Even with Sun Siyi's exceptional talent, he obtained this token in his early twenties, earning him the title of the ‘youngest divine imperial physician in the empire’.

However, it seemed that this title was about to change hands now.

“Here is the token of the divine imperial physician, a gift for you,” Yue Zhonglian said with a faint smile. “I personally crafted it. I will instruct my people to report to the court immediately and officially register your name. From today onwards, you are truly the divine imperial physician of our nation!”

Ling Feng took a deep breath. He wasn't particularly fond of pursuing fame and fortune. However, the title of divine imperial physician represented the highest recognition a physician could receive.

Even Ling Feng, in the depths of his being, found himself unable to suppress the surge of emotions.

"Thank you, Sect Leader." Ling Feng tucked away the token, envisioning the moment he would proudly reveal it. Now, those heirs of the medical families won’t be able to show off in front of me.

Are the heirs of medical families impressive? I've got the token of the divine imperial physician!

"Given your medical skills, you truly deserve this recognition." Yue Zhonglian's gaze slowly assessed Ling Feng. "It's a pity. Someone of your talent, if only you could stay..."

"Sect Leader, I..."

"I understand." Yue Zhonglian waved his hand. "No need to be uneasy. Lan'er has filled me in on the details regarding your master. The saying goes, 'A master for a day, a father for life.' You did the right thing."

"Thank you for your understanding." Ling Feng quickly bowed to express his gratitude to Yue Zhonglian.

"According to Elder Wen, you will be leaving today. It's inconvenient for me to accompany you, so let my daughter, Yue Yunlan, escort you out of the mountain gate," Yue Zhonglian said, casting a faint smile as he glanced at Yue Yunlan.

"Mhmm." Yue Yunlan nodded, her pretty face blushing slightly.

"Sect Leader, I will personally escort him back to his sect," Wen Tingguang said as he stepped forward.

"Mhmm, it's only right. Thank you for taking on this responsibility."

The group exchanged a few more pleasantries, and Ling Feng, not wanting to overstay, bid farewell to Yue Zhonglian with a respectful bow.

After Ling Feng and the others had left, the sect leader's wife, unable to contain herself, sighed. "If Mr Ling wasn't insistent on returning, we could have recommended him to the Tianwei Academy for cultivation. Then, Lan'er and him would be a suitable match."

"Those who truly know me are none other than my wife." Yue Zhonglian shook his head and smiled. "Enough, with this young man's talent, no matter where he goes, he can certainly make a name for himself. As for considerations of status, hmph, our sect is not so narrow-minded."

"However, the head of the Yan family in the Eastern Capital has repeatedly hinted at a potential alliance with our Cangqiong Sect through marriage. The younger generation of the Yan family, Yan Jinghong, is indeed an outstanding figure. Despite his young age, he has already reached the Spiritual Element Realm, destined to become a formidable figure shaping the destiny of the empire in the future."

Hong Lian felt some concern as the influence of the Yan family had been growing stronger in recent years, both among sects and across the empire.

"Yan Jinghong has indeed achieved remarkable success at a young age, displaying extraordinary talent that cannot be ignored. However, Ling Feng, too, holds boundless potential for future accomplishments."

Yue Zhonglian smiled faintly, "As for my daughter's marriage, it ultimately depends on who Lan'er truly likes. As long as she is happy, it doesn't matter if it's a nobody."

Hong Lian rolled her eyes, then scoffed lightly, "What kind of father are you, saying your own daughter might like a nobody!"

"Hahaha, I just believe that my daughter would not have such low standards."

...

Accompanied by Yue Yunlan, they soon arrived at the majestic gate of the Cangqiong Sect.

"Farewells are inevitable. Miss Yue, I shall take my leave now." Ling Feng smiled lightly, then turned to Wen Tingguang, saying, "Brother Wen, thank you for your assistance."

"Of course." Wen Tingguang raised his eyebrows, a triumphant expression on his face, as he provocatively glanced at Qiao Qiao.

Last night, he finally managed to coax Ling Feng into becoming his ‘little brother’.

"Farewell!" Yue Yunlan bit her lip, hesitating as if there were words she wanted to say but couldn't.

"Oh, by the way," Ling Feng seemed to recall something and added, "Remember to convey to the sect leader that he must not manipulate his true essence recklessly. Until the vitality diagram is set, there may be further changes if he overexerts himself."

"I will." Yue Yunlan looked at Ling Feng expectantly. "Is there anything else?"

"Oh, right. The Nine-Sectioned Creation Lotus Root, make sure the sect leader consumes one section per month. It will greatly benefit his body."

"Mm-hmm, anything else?"

"Uh... is there anything else?" Ling Feng thought carefully for a moment, then shook his head. "That's all."

"You!" Yue Yunlan felt an inexplicable anger, gritting her teeth, she said, "If there's nothing else, then forget it! Qiao Qiao, let's go!"

With that, she turned and strode into the mountain gate without looking back.

Ling Feng couldn't help but scratch the back of his head. What's going on? Why did she get angry just like that?

"You're such a fool!" Qiao Qiao stuck her tongue out at Ling Feng, then hurriedly chased after Yue Yunlan, shouting, "Miss, wait for me! Wait for me!"

"Hehe, Brother Ling Feng, you’re a genius in other areas but in terms of emotions, you’re a fool."

Weng Tingguang chuckled and grabbed Ling Feng’s arm. "Let’s go, Brother. I will bring you on a flight!"

As he finished his sentence, Wen Tingguang transformed into a flash, and ascended with Ling Feng, disappearing in the horizon.

Within the mountain gate, Yue Yunlan turned around and looked towards the sky, mumbling to herself, "You big idiot!"

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