The Art of Chaotic Divinity

At the moment when Ling Feng collapsed, Yue Yunlan swiftly moved forward to assist him. As she gazed upon the young man, his forehead beaded with sweat and his complexion as pale as paper, an inexplicable curiosity stirred within her.

What kind of person is he, exactly?

She had never witnessed a physician who, in the act of treating others, made himself faint as well.

"Don't worry, he'll be fine."

Yue Zhonglian sat back on the bed, his gaze briefly assessing Ling Feng before he smiled faintly and said, "He's simply a bit fatigued, nothing more."

At that moment, Yue Zhonglian's speech no longer lacked the vigor it did before; he seemed full of vitality.

"Sect Leader... Sect Leader, you!"

Hong Lian blinked her beautiful eyes, watching Yue Zhonglian leaning against the bed with a mix of shock and joy. "Sect Leader, your face, your body, they've regained their youth!"

Due to the shattered vitality diagram, Yue Zhonglian's body had previously appeared as gaunt as those nearing the end of their lives. However, now his physique had unexpectedly regained its fullness, and his muscles appeared as tender and smooth as those of a newborn baby.

"Yes, I've truly recovered," Yue Zhonglian stated, holding his hands up before his eyes. Though the muscles on his palms still appeared somewhat lean, they were no longer shriveled; instead, they exuded a youthful vitality.

A smile adorned Yue Zhonglian's face. "Truly miraculous! To think that such profound medical skill exists in this world!"

"I feel that my body has improved significantly. Perhaps before long, I'll be able to resume my cultivation," Yue Zhonglian remarked, glancing up at Ling Feng. Observing Yue Yunlan still supporting Ling Feng, he couldn't help but smile faintly.

Ling Feng had saved his life, and with his medical expertise, he was undoubtedly qualified to become his son-in-law.

As long as his daughter liked Ling Feng, having Ling Feng as their son-in-law wouldn't be a bad idea.

Hong Lian and Yue Zhonglian shared a tacit understanding. Seeing the smile on her husband's face, Hong Lian glanced at Yue Yunlan and smiled faintly in return.

Now, the more she observed Ling Feng, the more she found herself favoring him. Ling Feng, in every aspect, seemed much better than the princes and noblemen of the imperial capital.

However, considering that Yue Yunlan was still an unmarried young lady, it wasn't appropriate for her to be embracing a man. With a gentle smile, she suggested, "Lan'er, Mr. Ling needs some rest now. Why don't you accompany Elder Wen to escort him back to his residence?"

"Okay." Yue Yunlan nodded without hesitation.

"Hehe." Wen Tingguang, the wily old man, chuckled. Stepping forward, he effortlessly hoisted Ling Feng onto his shoulders and jested, "Lan, come along with me!"

Casting a glance back at Yue Zhonglian, Yue Yunlan bit her lip and added, "Father, I'll escort Mr Ling back first and then return to see you."

"Go ahead." Yue Zhonglian waved his hand, smiling lightly. "Consider it as a way to express gratitude to young friend Ling Feng on behalf of your father."

"Okay." Yue Yunlan nodded firmly, then followed Wen Tingguang out of the room.

"Hehe, my daughter has grown up; it's time for her to get married." Yue Zhonglian couldn't help but smile as he watched Yue Yunlan's figure disappear.

Sitting by the bedside, Hong Lian covered Yue Zhonglian with the blanket and softly remarked, "Mr. Ling is indeed quite impressive."

"No one knows me more than my wife." Yue Zhonglian reached out, gently taking hold of Hong Lian's hand, his eyes flickering with a hint of tenderness. "My dear, you've tirelessly been by my side day and night during these days."

"As long as the Sect Leader can regain his health, everything will have been worth it," Hong Lian replied softly.

Hong Lian leaned lightly against Yue Zhonglian's shoulder, her heart brimming with a sense of happiness.

...

After Ling Feng fainted, he remained unconscious for a full five days.

As for Yue Yunlan, she inexplicably visited Ling Feng every day, unable to articulate the reason behind her actions. Perhaps, it was solely to repay Ling Feng's immense kindness in curing her father's peculiar illness.

Of course, Yue Yunlan merely convinced herself of this rationale.

To others, however, the matter appeared far more complex.

At least, the mischievous maid, Qiao Qiao, had already noticed the difference in Miss's attitude towards Ling Feng compared to other men.

"Miss, it's already the fifth day, and this guy sure can sleep!" Qiao Qiao pouted. "I wonder what kind of luck this guy had in his previous life for you, Miss, to forsake your academic advancement assessment and care for him!"

"You!" Yue Yunlan scolded Qiao Qiao with a stern look, "I didn't ask you to accompany me. You complain too much, you little maid!"

"Bleh..." Qiao Qiao stuck out her tongue. "But how can I not, Miss? I'm your personal maid, so naturally, I should be by your side."

At that moment, Ling Feng suddenly opened his eyes, emitting a soft groan, and found himself lying on a soft couch.

"Ah, Miss, Mr Ling is awake!" exclaimed Qiao Qiao in surprise as she noticed Ling Feng's eyes opening.

Yue Yunlan's eyes lit up with joy as she quickly approached, asking, "Mr Ling, you're finally awake! Would you like something to eat? I'll immediately instruct someone to prepare it for you."

Given Ling Feng was merely in the Qi Formation Realm, with a mortal body, not eating for five days must have left him starving.

Ling Feng's eyes gradually focused, seeing before him a stunningly beautiful face, which surprised him slightly.

Accompanying him was Yue Yunlan?

His gaze lingered, staring directly at Yue Yunlan, causing her cheeks to flush.

"Hey, hey, hey, our young miss is talking to you! Why are you staring at her like that?" Qiao Qiao scolded, hands on her hips, shooting Ling Feng a stern look.

Ling Feng then snapped out of it, hastily waving his hand. "It's fine, I'm not hungry."

"Wow! Miss, this guy has been unconscious for five days. He wakes up, takes one look at you, and suddenly isn't hungry anymore. It turns out the ancient saying, 'beauty is nourishing', is true!" exclaimed Qiao Qiao, her surprise evident.

"You and your big mouth!" Yue Yunlan shot Qiao Qiao a stern look. "Quickly, go have someone prepare a simple porridge and dishes!"

"Alright, alright!" Qiao Qiao complied and left, leaving only Ling Feng and Yue Yunlan in the room.

"I've been unconscious for five days?" Ling Feng pursed his lips, feeling oddly perplexed. Yue Yunlan was indeed beautiful, captivating even, but her beauty couldn't fill his stomach. Yet here he was, not feeling hungry at all, but rather full of energy!

"Hehe, master, it's me, it's me! All thanks to my efforts!" echoed Zifeng's voice in his mind.

"Huh?" Ling Feng was surprised, engaging in a mental conversation with Zifeng. "Zifeng, what's going on?"

"Because I can share the vitality I consume with you, master! As long as I'm not hungry, you won't be either. Similarly, as long as I don't die, you won't die either."

"Vitality Fusion!"

Ling Feng's pupils contracted abruptly, a surge of surprise coursing through him. He couldn't help but wonder how many hidden abilities Zifeng still held.

Nevertheless, one thing was certain—he had struck gold this time! The origin of Zifeng was definitely not simple!

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