Martial Arts Overlord-Chapter 779 - 777: Stirred Emotions

Luo Feng arrived at the peak where he had been the day before. From a distance, he saw four figures standing there; they were none other than Ling Qingwu and her companions.

"Senior Brother Luo Feng!" Nanxuan, standing behind Ling Qingwu, waved her small hand at Luo Feng with a mischievous smile.

"Ahem..." Luo Feng cleared his throat and walked over.

Upon seeing Luo Feng, a faint blush spread across Ling Qingwu’s face before quickly disappearing. She asked, "Luo Feng, how is your injury?"

Luo Feng smiled and paused. His demeanor suddenly changed as a grand and overwhelming aura emanated from him, even stirring a strong wind that rustled around. His body brimmed with Jing Qi, showing no signs of injury at all.

"Eh, Senior Brother Luo, you’re healed!" A look of surprise appeared on Nanxuan’s face.

"That was so fast!" Fang Lin and Lin Yue’er were also visibly shocked.

Just the day before, Luo Feng had sparred with Ling Qingwu for hundreds of rounds, ending up bleeding from all seven orifices and more severely injured than before. Yet, he recovered completely in just one night!

Ling Qingwu glanced at Luo Feng and suddenly asked, "Did you break through?"

Luo Feng shook his head. "My cultivation hasn’t improved, but I’ve made some breakthroughs with the Spirit and Flesh Unity."

Seeing no reason to hide it from Ling Qingwu and the others, Luo Feng spoke openly.

Upon hearing this, Ling Qingwu’s bright eyes widened slightly in astonishment. To achieve another breakthrough in Spirit and Flesh Unity in such a short time... what monstrous cultivation talent!

She took a light breath, a flicker of astonishment flashing through her eyes before vanishing. After sparring with Luo Feng the day before, she understood in her heart that she couldn’t judge him by common standards. An average Martial Artist at the early stage of the Sixth Layer of the Spiritual Rotation Realm wouldn’t even be able to withstand one punch from her, let alone spar for hundreds of rounds.

"Congratulations," Ling Qingwu said.

Luo Feng nodded and suddenly cupped his hands in a salute. "I owe much of my training success to you. I will engrave this kindness in my heart."

Luo Feng knew clearly in his heart that without Ling Qingwu’s full support, it would have been impossible for him to perfect his Spirit and Flesh Unity so quickly.

Ling Qingwu’s bright eyes flickered, her face expressionless. "We are fellow disciples; it’s our duty to support one another. There’s no need for thanks."

Luo Feng smiled faintly. Having spent some time with her, he knew Ling Qingwu had a warm heart beneath her cool exterior, so he said no more.

Ling Qingwu said, "Since you’ve recovered, we shouldn’t delay. Let’s head back to the Golden Palace."

"Alright." Upon hearing this, Luo Feng, Lin Yue’er, and the others immediately nodded in agreement.

WHOOSH! WHOOSH! WHOOSH! WHOOSH! WHOOSH! The wind surged and clouds churned. The five of them executed their Qinggong, their figures shooting into the sky and speeding away into the distance.

On the journey, Ling Qingwu suddenly asked Luo Feng, "What kind of Spiritual Medicine did you take yesterday?"

Hearing Ling Qingwu’s words, Lin Yue’er and the other two nearby also turned their curious gazes to Luo Feng.

Luo Feng didn’t hide anything and answered directly, "The Thousand Fierce Ten Thousand Poison Liquor from the Southern Forest Wilderness."

"Thousand Fierce Ten Thousand Poison Liquor... Is it really Thousand Fierce Ten Thousand Poison Liquor?" Hearing Luo Feng’s words, a rare look of surprise appeared on Ling Qingwu’s usually cold face.

Luo Feng nodded. "Yes, I obtained it by chance in the Imperial City."

A peculiar expression appeared on Ling Qingwu’s face. She glanced at Luo Feng and asked, "How much did you drink yesterday?"

"About two cups, I guess." Luo Feng held up two fingers. Seeing the strange expressions on the faces of Ling Qingwu, Lin Yue’er, and the others, he asked, "What’s wrong?"

"Two cups..." Ling Qingwu looked at Luo Feng and suddenly asked, "Don’t you know the effects of the Thousand Fierce Ten Thousand Poison Liquor?"

Luo Feng recalled Yingkui’s words and rubbed his chin, saying, "I’ve heard it can help Tempering Body Martial Artists refine their blood and Jing Qi. My ability to achieve a breakthrough in Spirit and Flesh Unity so quickly is likely thanks to this Thousand Fierce Ten Thousand Poison Liquor."

"Is that all?" Ling Qingwu’s eyes flickered.

"Yes." Luo Feng nodded, gave a wry smile, and looking at them, said frankly, "What exactly is going on? You all seem to have something to say."

"The next time you take Spiritual Medicine, find out clearly about any side effects first. Otherwise, you won’t even know how you died." Ling Qingwu said, expressionless. She then suddenly sped up, her figure sweeping forward.

What’s going on? Luo Feng was puzzled, seeing Ling Qingwu suddenly seem angry.

"Senior Brother Luo Feng..." Lin Yue’er looked at Luo Feng, her cheeks flushed, biting her red lips as she whispered, "Aside from helping Martial Artists with Tempering Body, the Thousand Fierce Ten Thousand Poison Liquor has another effect..."

"What is it?"

Lin Yue’er’s cheeks were flushed as if they could drip water; she hesitated, about to speak but then stopping. Nanxuan, beside her, couldn’t stand it anymore and cut in, "If one’s cultivation isn’t high enough and they drink too much Thousand Fierce Ten Thousand Poison Liquor at once, it can make them... become amorous. Just like you were towards Senior Sister Ling yesterday!"

"This..." Luo Feng froze. He suddenly remembered that when Yingkui had introduced the Thousand Fierce Ten Thousand Poison Liquor, he had also hesitated and not spoken plainly. So that was the reason he hadn’t explained it thoroughly.

A wry smile appeared on his face. Luo Feng said, "This is the first time I’ve heard of this."

SWISH! Nanxuan’s figure flashed, and she appeared next to Luo Feng, tilting up her small face with a smile. "Senior Brother Luo, I support you, you know!"

"Support me with what?" Luo Feng was momentarily stunned.

Nanxuan glanced at Ling Qingwu ahead, leaned close to Luo Feng’s ear, and giggled, "You and Senior Sister Ling..."

CHIII! Nanxuan was halfway through her sentence when the sound of something tearing through the air suddenly rang out. A beam of sword light shot from ahead, slashing towards Nanxuan.

"AH!" Nanxuan cried out in alarm. Her figure flashed as she dodged behind Luo Feng. She stuck out her pink tongue at Ling Qingwu ahead of them. "Senior Sister, I didn’t say anything..."

"That’s for the best." Ling Qingwu, her face expressionless, sheathed her sword and said, "Let’s hurry. We need to try to return to the Golden Palace within ten days."

The sky was a brilliant, cloudless blue, like a piece of clear, transparent blue crystal.

SWISH! Above the Red Ancient Wasteland, five figures flashed past. Only after their figures had disappeared far into the distance could their voices be heard.

「A day had passed since Luo Feng’s recovery.」

Throughout this day, the five of them had been hurrying on their journey, without a moment’s rest.

"Red Valley City is not far ahead," Ling Qingwu, at the head of the group, said suddenly after scanning their surroundings.

"Red Valley City? The Fire Bath Glaze Soup, Jade Blue Jade Congee, and Flying Tiger Jumping Cliff from Linxian Building there... those are all famous dishes!" Hearing Ling Qingwu’s words, Nanxuan immediately perked up. Licking her lips, her eyes shining, she looked at Ling Qingwu. "Senior Sister..."

"Don’t even think about it. We must rush back to the Golden Palace as soon as possible." Ling Qingwu saw through Nanxuan’s intentions at a glance and flatly refused.

Hearing this, disappointment appeared on Nanxuan’s face. She turned her head and looked at Luo Feng pitifully. "Senior Brother..."

She knew that the only person here who had any hope of changing Ling Qingwu’s mind was Luo Feng.

Luo Feng thought for a moment, then said to Ling Qingwu, "We’ll only stay for a little while. We can eat a meal and then leave. It shouldn’t take much time."

"You spoil her too much." Ling Qingwu’s willow-like brows furrowed slightly.

Luo Feng smiled. "I also have some business in Red Valley City."

Luo Feng wasn’t lying. Half a month had passed since he last left Red Valley City, and he was somewhat worried about Lanyu and the others from the Green Flame Adventure Group. The last time he had intervened, he had caused Cui Bo, the leader of the Evil Wolf Adventure Group, to lose face publicly. Cui Bo was a peak Fifth Layer Spiritual Rotation Realm Martial Artist. If he was intent on revenge, Lanyu and the others would likely be unable to resist. As an elder of the Green Flame Adventure Group, he naturally couldn’t just ignore this. He wanted to take this opportunity to settle the matter completely.

Seeing that Luo Feng didn’t seem to be lying, Ling Qingwu fell silent for a moment, then nodded. "Alright, but only for two hours. After two hours, we leave."

"That’s great! Thank you, Senior Brother! You’re the best!" Nanxuan clapped her hands and laughed happily. But when Ling Qingwu’s gaze swept over her, she immediately quieted down, though the smile at the corners of her lips couldn’t be completely hidden.

Luo Feng smiled faintly and said, "Let’s go."

WHOOSH! The group sped up and flew forward.

「A short while later, a massive city appeared in their view.」

Half a month had passed, and Red Valley City seemed to have become even more prosperous. On the main road before the city gate, the flow of people was like a river. From time to time, flashes of light arrived from all directions – all of them Spiritual Rotation Realm Martial Artists.

Luo Feng, Ling Qingwu, and the others arrived at the city gate. After paying the entrance fee, they entered Red Valley City.

"Senior Brother Duan Lin, isn’t that Luo Feng?" a Martial Artist with small eyes asked, gazing at the retreating figures of Luo Feng and his companions. He leaned over and whispered into the ear of a young Swordsman nearby.

The young Swordsman, addressed as Senior Brother Duan Lin, wore a green robe. He had sword-like eyebrows and star-like eyes, and carried a Mysterious Green Treasure Sword. His entire demeanor was extraordinary.

After glancing at Luo Feng’s retreating figure, a cold light flickered deep within Duan Lin’s eyes. He sneered, "I’ve seen his portrait. It’s definitely him."

"HEH-HEH, I can’t believe our luck is so good. He really came to Red Valley City! If we kill him, we’ll get a reward of fifty thousand Grade Two Yuan Stones. It seems our painstaking wait these past few days hasn’t been in vain." The small-eyed Martial Artist licked his lips, a glint of greed in his eyes.

"These fifty thousand Grade Two Yuan Stones... I’m afraid they won’t be easy to get," a tall young Martial Artist beside him remarked, his brow slightly furrowed.

The small-eyed Martial Artist scoffed, "Luo Feng only defeated Yi Tian, and that scares you this much? Yi Tian is only ranked sixty-third on the New Dragon List, but Senior Brother Duan Lin is fifty-first! As long as Senior Brother makes a move, killing this Luo Feng will be as easy as flipping a palm." The small-eyed Martial Artist flipped his hand over, his tone sharp.

Hearing this flattery, the handsome Swordsman looked pleased, but said modestly, "As easy as flipping a palm is a bit of an exaggeration. However, killing him within ten moves should be more than enough."

The tall Martial Artist said, "Of course, I know Luo Feng is no match for Senior Brother Duan Lin. But the women with him are no simple characters. They are Disciples of Linglong Hall. The one walking beside Luo Feng should be Leng Yianyang Ling Qingwu..."

"Leng Yianyang, Ling Qingwu!" Hearing this, the small-eyed Martial Artist’s face stiffened, and a trace of fear flashed in his eyes.

Ling Qingwu was a master ranked thirtieth on the New Dragon List! Moreover, rumor had it that this woman killed without batting an eye and was incredibly formidable.

Hearing Ling Qingwu’s name, Duan Lin’s expression also turned ugly. However, he snorted coldly and said, "What’s there to fear? It’s not like we have to do it ourselves. We just need to follow them until *that person* arrives. At that time, if Ling Qingwu tries to interfere, I say she’ll die too!"

"Senior Brother Duan is brilliant!" The small-eyed Martial Artist quietly flattered him.

Duan Lin said lightly, "Of the fifty thousand Grade Two Yuan Stones, I’ll take eighty percent, and you two will split the remaining twenty percent. Any objections?"

"None at all. Without you, Senior Brother Duan, a job like this would never have come our way." The other two men quickly shook their heads.

"Good." Duan Lin nodded. "Let’s go. We’ll head inside and make sure not to lose them."

As his voice fell, the three of them quietly blended into the crowd, tailing Luo Feng and his group.