Chaos Heavenly Emperor Technique-Chapter 1440 - 1441: Pay Up or Get Lost! (Third Update)
After treating Qing Ping Fairy and the others, Ling Feng sat cross-legged in place, disinclined to care about the life or death of the others.
The scene from that day of these guys aggressively surrounding and attacking him is still vivid in his memory.
Ling Feng is not a petty person, but he cannot bring himself to repay grievances with kindness.
The disciples all stared at Ling Feng, hoping to ask him for treatment, but felt a lump in their throats, unable to speak no matter how hard they tried.
To put it bluntly, Ling Feng was exceedingly merciful in bringing them out of the swamp lake; how could they expect him to forgive them and treat their poison?
The atmosphere suddenly became silent and eerie.
Lee Fei bit her silver teeth, gently tugged at Ling Feng’s sleeve, and whispered, "Junior Brother Ling, you..."
"I know what I’m doing." Ling Feng pursed his lips; Lee Fei’s heart was too kind. Seeing these people pitifully, she was likely to ask him to help again.
"Junior Brother Ling, I support your decision!"
Chu Tiange snorted softly, understanding Ling Feng’s actions very well. If he were in Ling Feng’s place, he would also never heal these bastards.
"Pfft..."
At this time, a disciple poisoned by a demon suddenly spewed a mouthful of black poison blood; the demon poison had begun to attack his heart, and he wouldn’t live much longer.
"Junior Brother Sha!"
Feng Shao’an watched the disciple spitting blood and couldn’t help but clench his fists tightly.
That disciple was his teammate, having shared life and death for many years. This mission was unbelievably tragic; he had already lost several companions, and this Junior Brother Sha was his last teammate. He couldn’t just stand by and watch his last companion die!
"Ling Feng!"
Grinding his teeth fiercely, Feng Shao’an walked step by step towards Ling Feng, stopped thirty steps away, and unexpectedly knelt down with a loud thud, kowtowing heavily to Ling Feng.
"Brother Feng!"
"Brother Feng, you..."
Everyone stared at Feng Shao’an in shock; they hadn’t expected him to actually abandon his pride for his companion’s sake.
"Junior Brother Ling, please save my companion! Save my companion!"
Feng Shao’an kept kowtowing, bleeding from his forehead, obviously not circulating Elemental Power to protect himself.
"Ah..."
In a flash, Ling Feng appeared in front of Feng Shao’an, pressed his shoulder, and said solemnly, "Brother Feng, you weren’t among those who surrounded me that day. Alright, since you can go this far for your companion, I’ll save his life."
"Thank you, Junior Brother Ling!" Feng Shao’an looked up, deeply staring at Ling Feng, tears glistening in his eyes.
"A man kneels to gold, Brother Feng, stand up!"
Ling Feng helped Feng Shao’an up. Although Feng Shao’an abandoned his dignity and knelt before him, Ling Feng felt that the willingness to kneel for a companion was more worthy of respect.
This person could be considered a good hero!
With Ling Feng’s magical treatment, Feng Shao’an’s Junior Brother Sha naturally survived, and Ling Feng even helped heal Feng Shao’an’s injuries.
For those he acknowledged, Ling Feng was naturally generous.
"Thank you, Junior Brother Ling!"
Feng Shao’an took a deep breath, his state of mind completely changed, no longer competing with Ling Feng, but examining himself. His previous arrogance and pride were all in vain.
The true strength lies, not in form, but in heart.
Ling Feng’s mindset was the true posture of a strong man!
In this regard, he was far inferior to Ling Feng.
"Thud!..."
Seeing Ling Feng overlook past grudges and heal Feng Shao’an, those injured and poisoned disciples all knelt, begging Ling Feng for treatment.
"Junior Brother Ling, I hope you can overlook past grudges. We were wrong before; we were blind like dogs when we attacked you!"
"Junior Brother Ling, save me! I will definitely be grateful in return and follow your every command without refusal!"
"Junior Brother, please save this dog’s life; I don’t want to die, I don’t want to die! Cough cough cough..."
...
For a moment, those originally arrogant and rude disciples all begged for forgiveness from Ling Feng, especially those poisoned by demons. It would take at least four or five days to leave the Death Soul Demon Abyss; once the demon poison took effect, death was almost certain.
Moreover, even leaving the Death Soul Demon Abyss might not provide a way to remove the demon poison. Although it could be suppressed by force, it would affect cultivation progress, possibly preventing breakthroughs for life.
Since even Feng Shao’an, a strong Limit Third Stage, could abandon his dignity, what couldn’t they?
"Hmph!"
Ling Feng’s eyes flashed with slight disdain. Feng Shao’an earned his respect by kneeling for his companion, but these people were simply fearing death.
However, since he was already helping, saving one was saving all. It was just a matter of lifting a finger.
Of course, "service fees" were certainly indispensable.
"Hehe, Brother Seniors, I, Ling Feng, am just a humble disciple, not worthy of making you all kneel. Please rise, please rise, all of you."
"Junior Brother Ling, do you mean you are willing to help us?"
One disciple excitedly raised his eyes to look at Ling Feng, his face full of joy.
"We are all fellow disciples; how could I watch and not save?"
Ling Feng crossed his arms, raised his sharp brows, and said loud and clear, "However, naturally, treating and saving lives requires paying beforehand; this is Heavenly justice, right? If you want my help, the fixed price is at least thirty thousand Sect Contribution Points or a treasure from the Deng family. Make your choice."
"Thirty thousand..."
The disciples felt a pang of anguish. This amount was naturally no small matter for them, but not impossible to produce—though it was a considerable price.
"Junior Brother Ling, isn’t this troubling us? Just now, Brother Feng didn’t... didn’t..."
"Hmph, Brother Feng is the greatest under the Great Emperor; his kowtow is worth thirty thousand. Is yours?"
Ling Feng snorted coldly, "Either pay up or get lost!"
To these guys, Ling Feng naturally wouldn’t have a good attitude. Without a harsh charge, would they think he was running a charitable hall?
"Ah..."
As the saying goes, the situation forced them to comply. One by one, the disciples obediently handed over Contribution Points or equivalent Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures, and Ling Feng started treating them one by one.
Take people’s money, relieve their troubles; Ling Feng didn’t violate medical ethics. Once he decided to treat, he naturally treated their ailments completely.
In the end, even Yin Jian bit his teeth and went to Ling Feng, speaking solemnly, "Junior Brother Ling, here are thirty thousand Sect Contribution Points. Your medical skills are extraordinary. Can you restore this left eye?"
"It’s Brother Yin." Ling Feng touched his nose, smiling faintly, "Turning a blind eye, isn’t that your style, Brother Yin? What’s the point of treating it?"
Yin Jian’s face turned stiff, realizing Ling Feng was mocking him for doing nothing while Su Ming provoked the disciples.
"Junior Brother Ling, you’re magnanimous; it was... it was my fault!"
Yin Jian looked dejected, cursing the damned Su Ming in his heart. If not for Su Ming’s troublemaking, Ling Feng might not have left, and they wouldn’t have suffered so much loss.
"Alright, well, since Brother Yin has spoken, if I remain petty, it would make me, Ling Feng, seem too stingy."
Ling Feng raised his sword-like brows and said casually, "One fixed price: one hundred thousand Contribution Points!"
