The Art of Chaotic Divinity

Chapter 82: Little Godlike Physician Ling!

"Mr. Ling, truly grateful for your miraculous healing hands that brought the sect leader back from the brink."

The sect leader's wife, with graceful steps, approached Ling Feng and curtsied gently.

"Healing the sick and saving lives is simply the duty of a physician," Ling Feng said indifferently. "The sect leader is resting upstairs. You all can go visit him, but it's advisable not to let him talk too much. Tomorrow, I'll administer acupuncture for the sect leader and mend his vitality diagram."

"Thank you, Mr. Ling." The sect leader's wife nodded slightly, then turned to glance at Wen Tingguang. She spoke gently, "Elder Wen, these past few days, Mr. Ling must be quite exhausted. Please arrange for him to stay in the west wing room for some rest."

The sect leader's wife also noticed Ling Feng's somewhat pale complexion. She assumed it was due to his dedicated efforts in treating the sect leader, appreciating his wholehearted commitment to the recovery process.

"Yes Madam." Wen Tingguang quickly stepped forward, chuckling. "Young man, no, Little Godlike Physician Ling, please follow me."

Ling Feng also felt his eyelids trembling, and waves of dizziness swept through his mind. The side effects of depleted true energy were beginning to manifest.

Wen Tingguang stepped forward to support Ling Feng, saying, "Considering the wholehearted effort you've put into helping the sect leader, I'll lend you a hand today."

With the esteemed status that Elder Wen held within the Cangqiong Sect, not everyone could receive such treatment.

Yue Chengjie and Yue Tianqun, the two brothers, also stepped forward, bowing respectfully to Ling Feng. In unison, they expressed their gratitude, saying, "Many thanks to Mr. Ling for expelling the strange ailment from our father."

"You’re welcome."

Ling Feng, truly exhausted, only nodded slightly at them. Immediately, with the support of Wen Tingguang, he headed towards the west wing room.

...

Ling Feng, after falling into a deep slumber, only woke up as the evening approached.

Before Wen Tingguang left, he spared no effort, depleting his own true essence to restore Ling Feng's true energy. Otherwise, Ling Feng might have experienced prolonged weakness for several days before fully recovering his essence.

"Master, you've finally woken up!"

Zifeng, upon seeing Ling Feng wake up, flew over from his clothes and landed on Ling Feng's fingertip.

Ling Feng gently stroked Zifeng and said calmly, "Zifeng, you haven't been exposed, have you?"

"No, Master. While you were asleep, I stayed attached to your clothes. Others probably thought I was just a crystal."

"Others?" Ling Feng's eyes twitched. "Who are these 'others'?"

"It's several young ladies." Zifeng blinked. "The one who helped bring you back found a few young ladies. They were the ones who undressed you."

"Uh..." Ling Feng lifted the silk blanket and indeed found himself feeling a bit exposed underneath.

"The lifestyle of prestigious families is truly something..."

Ling Feng shook his head with a wry smile. Just as he was about to retrieve his clothes from the bedside, he suddenly heard footsteps outside and quickly instructed Zifeng to hide.

Squeak!

The door creaked open, revealing four charming and lovely young girls entering the room. Seeing that Ling Feng had finally awakened, the leader, a girl in emerald green, immediately exclaimed with joy, "Mr. Ling, you've finally woken up!"

"Uhh..."

Ling Feng's expression turned somewhat awkward as he realized he was completely undressed!

Seeing Ling Feng blush, the girl in emerald green giggled and said, "I'm called Xiaohe. Elder Wen instructed us to take care of Mr. Ling's daily needs."

"No need, no need." Ling Feng quickly waved his hand. "I can handle things myself."

"Oh." Xiaohe pouted slightly. "Alright then. The bath and food are all ready. If there's anything else you need, just let us know."

"Understood. You can leave first."

Ling Feng's face turned deep red. Since as far back as he could remember, he had lived a nomadic life, constantly on the move with no fixed abode. He had never experienced being attended to by others before.

Especially not by so many beautiful maids!

"Giggle... We'll be waiting outside then."

The young, beautiful maids giggled, not daring to disobey Ling Feng's wishes. They closed the door and exited the room.

Ling Feng shook his head with a wry smile. Such luxurious treatment was beyond what he could handle.

The night passed without incident, with Ling Feng spending it immersed in cultivation.

...

Early the next morning, Wen Tingguang arrived promptly to escort Ling Feng to treat Yue Zhonglian.

After Ling Feng's treatment, while Yue Zhonglian still appeared quite elderly, his overall mental state had returned to its former state. He could even get out of bed and walk.

Knowing that Ling Feng was the heir to the Medical Saint, Wen Tingguang held Ling Feng in even higher regard.

This time, Ling Feng had truly gained respect for him, and even Elder Liu dared not speak loudly in his presence.

After all, Ling Feng was the one Wen Tingguang had personally invited back!

"Hahaha, Little Godlike Physician Ling, how was your night?"

When Wen Tingguang arrived at the west wing, he found that Ling Feng had already gotten up and was practicing swordsmanship in the courtyard.

This was Ling Feng's daily routine. Having missed it for the past few days, he finally had some free time today, so he naturally resumed his practice.

"Kid, you're quite diligent," Wang Tingguang remarked as he observed Ling Feng's diligence. He nodded approvingly, understanding why this young man had made such remarkable progress in just two short months.

Talent was one aspect, but diligence was also indispensable.

Seeing Wen Tingguang flying down, Ling Feng quickly sheathed his sword and stood, performing a sword salute to Wen Tingguang. "Senior Wen."

"Hehe, your swordsmanship is quite good." Wen Tingguang patted Ling Feng on the shoulder, smiling. "This time you've achieved great merit. Our Cangqiong Sect will definitely not mistreat you. Whatever you need, just speak up."

"You giving the Moon Spirit Flower to me last time was the greatest favor," Ling Feng said calmly.

"Modest in merit, unperturbed by favor or disgrace. You are bound to be a great talent in the future."

The more Wen Tingguang looked at Ling Feng, the more he found him pleasing, and there was even an impulse to take him as a disciple.

However, considering Yue Yunlan's attitude toward Ling Feng, this young man might become the new son-in-law of Cangqiong Sect in the future.

"Senior, you are too kind." Ling Feng remained calm and continued, "Senior, you’re here to bring me to treat the sect leader, right?"

"Right, right, I almost forgot the main business." Wen Tingguang chuckled. "Follow me."

Before long, under Wen Tingguang's guidance, Ling Feng returned to the waterside pavilion where Yue Zhonglian was recuperating.

Besides Yue Zhonglian, Madam Honglian and Yue Yunlan were also present, waiting by the bedside.

The sect leader’s wife was also slowly reading the official documents in her hand to Yue Zhonglin.

Yue Zhonglian, who lay on his sickbed, surprisingly remained deeply concerned about the empire’s affairs. It was truly admirable.

However, Ling Feng shook his head. With a swift step, he moved forward and pressed down on the document. Frowning, he admonished, "Sect Leader, have you forgotten what you promised me? During this period, you shouldn't be concerned about other matters, nor should you have too intense emotional fluctuations. Otherwise, even I may find it impossible to reverse the situation."

"This kid..."

Wen Tingguang's eyelid twitched. This kid is too audacious. How dare he admonish the sect leader!

Yue Yunlan was also startled and hastily said, "Father, Ling Feng is just expressing concern for your health."

Yue Zhonglian did not get angry, instead he smiled, saying, "Hehe, it’s my fault. Hong Lian, put the document back. It’s not too late to look at it after I have fully recovered."

Hong Lian let out a soft sigh. She knew Yue Zhonglian better than anyone. Although he was someone who always kept his word, he put the empire before everything.

"I hope that the sect leader can keep his word, because even I would need a long time to fully recover the vitality diagram. At least in the next half a year, I hope you can stay calm and not lose your temper too easily, or else it’s very easy to lose years of your life," said Ling Feng slowly.

"I got it." Yue Zhonglian had a strange trust toward this young man who had rescued him from death.