Rebirth of the Cultivation Devil-Chapter 1060 - 985: Fragrance of Medicine Fills the Air

Chapter 1060: Chapter 985: Fragrance of Medicine Fills the Air

Jian Yunfeng shook his head, feeling disappointed. He knew Ye Qingfeng wouldn’t come; he wouldn’t be foolish enough to come and seek death.

Jian Yunfeng discreetly observed his Martial Artist Tributor, recognizing that if Ye Qingfeng didn’t return, these Martial Artist Tributers of his family would certainly not be preserved.

Ye Qingfeng was already staying in the Medicine Hall of Scarlet Void Valley, completely unaware of the external affairs.

His Flying Sword had been forged successfully; after a blood recognition, Ye Qingfeng could manipulate this sword freely using his Divine Sense.

The sword wasn’t long, merely a slender three-foot blade. Under Ye Qingfeng’s Divine Sense control, it moved with extreme speed; at full speed, one would only see a streak of white light.

If used in battle, Ye Qingfeng only needed to control it with his Divine Sense, allowing it to pierce through an enemy’s heart from behind before they even saw the sword.

Despite having finished forging the sword, Ye Qingfeng wasn’t planning on going out, as there were many medicinal herbs here and he could still concoct many Elixirs.

Three days had passed, Jian Lingling was lying on a large bed in a spacious room, their new home after moving to Jian Family Manor, a luxurious villa.

However, at this moment, Jian Lingling was lying in bed, her delicate face pale, looking extremely weak. 𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖

A middle-aged woman sat by the bedside with an anxious expression; she bore some resemblance to Jian Lingling, her appearance still quite nice despite her age.

She was likely Jian Lingling’s mother.

Jian Lingling’s face twisted once more, about to vomit blood. The middle-aged woman quickly pulled out a handkerchief and held it to Jian Lingling’s mouth.

Jian Lingling gritted her teeth, suppressing the urge to vomit blood.

"Ling’er, are you alright?" the middle-aged woman asked with a pained expression.

Jian Lingling smiled weakly, shaking her head.

"Ling’er, it’s my fault, I ruined your life. I shouldn’t have tried to climb high, to rely on you to stand out. Initially, everyone said you’d be with a genius young man, living in wealth and glory, even elevating the entire Jian family with your presence. I thought you’d truly encountered someone extraordinary, but ended up bringing such calamity instead."

Liu Fen, watching her daughter in this state, cried softly.

"It’s all your cousin Jian Yunfeng’s fault for giving you to that Ye Qingfeng, thinking he was someone incredible, now causing you to end up like this!"

"Mom, don’t blame him, I volunteered. Meeting him is the greatest blessing of my life," Jian Lingling’s long lashes fluttered slightly as she smiled.

That overbearing, cold youth was still in her heart, the bold young man unaware of the immensity of heaven and earth.

He made her worry, fear offending those she thought were formidable.

Seeing her daughter like this, Liu Fen became alarmed and quickly asked, "Ling’er, you wouldn’t really like that Ye Qingfeng, would you?"

Originally, she thought Jian Lingling was given to Ye Qingfeng by Jian Yunfeng, and her heart must be deeply resistant.

She was always unwilling to accept alliances within large families, let alone being sent to someone as a mere commodity. Liu Fen always believed Jian Lingling’s lack of opposition was due to the family-first ideology she’d instilled.

So, Liu Fen felt immensely guilty.

But hearing Jian Lingling’s tone now, it seemed she truly liked that Ye Qingfeng?

"Mom, what are you saying? I didn’t hear clearly," Jian Lingling asked, a bit dazed.

"I asked if you really like that Ye Qingfeng, that genius young man they say is incredibly powerful," Liu Fen repeated.

"Mom, can you—speak a little louder?"

Jian Lingling’s face showed a trace of bitterness and fear.

"You wouldn’t, how could it be so fast? Ling’er, can you still hear me? Speak up!"

Liu Fen’s face also showed fear as she shouted urgently, tightly gripping Jian Lingling’s arms.

"Mom, you’re hurting me," Jian Lingling said weakly.

Liu Fen quickly let go.

"Can you hear me? Ling’er, don’t scare me!" Liu Fen shouted loudly, her face filled with anxiety.

"I can hear."

Unexpectedly, Jian Lingling nodded, letting Liu Fen breathe a sigh of relief.

"Just seems—hard to hear clearly."

Jian Lingling’s soft voice made Liu Fen’s heart sink; she knew, what Carefree Pavilion had said was starting to come true, Jian Lingling’s hearing was beginning to deteriorate.

She would gradually become deaf, blind; if nothing changed, she would die within a month.

"Ling’er, don’t be afraid, you’ll be alright, everything will be alright," Liu Fen comforted her daughter loudly.

"Mom, I’m not afraid, of anything," Jian Lingling smiled faintly.

Though her face was pale, the delicate features exhibited a sort of sickly beauty, and her smile held a unique charm.

But Liu Fen clearly saw at the corners of Jian Lingling’s pretty eyes, a slight moistness.

Ultimately, she was somewhat afraid; she was just an ordinary, beautiful girl.

At this moment, Ye Qingfeng was wholeheartedly absorbed in Alchemy, having already concocted several kinds of Elixirs; the place was marvelous with a century’s worth of accumulated herbs from Scarlet Void Valley.

Seizing the opportunity to encounter so many precious herbs, Ye Qingfeng wouldn’t let it slip by, although these ordinary herbs couldn’t directly elevate him, yet they could formulate many useful medicines.

They could aid Zhong Ming in his Cultivation.

Mu Wushuang visited the Medicine Hall every day; this hall was the foundation of Scarlet Void Valley, she naturally couldn’t rest easy.

She found it puzzling that Ye Qingfeng had been inside for a week yet hadn’t come out.

But Mu Wushuang wouldn’t believe Ye Qingfeng would starve to death in there; as such a Great Demon, how could he possibly starve.

Having stayed inside so long, Mu Wushuang felt the Medicine Hall of Scarlet Void Valley might likely be emptied by Ye Qingfeng; inwardly she cursed Ye Qingfeng’s black-heartedness.

This day, when Mu Wushuang approached the Medicine Hall again, the doors suddenly opened.

Mu Wushuang froze, as she saw a tall, distinguished young man with black hair coldly emerge from the Medicine Hall.

This young man matched Ye Qingfeng’s appearance yet was entirely different; his complexion was rosy, black hair like ink, eyes deep as stars in the sky.

With red lips and white teeth, black hair and black eyes.

A truly graceful young gentleman, a charming youth!

Mu Wushuang’s eyes widened to their limits; was this really the former pale and weak Ye Qingfeng?

Even more startling to Mu Wushuang was that as Ye Qingfeng stepped out, a burst of Pill Fragrance and Spiritual Energy wafted from the Medicine Hall, providing immense comfort as if increasing one’s Spiritual Power.

This Pill Fragrance slowly spread, immediately enveloping the entire Scarlet Void Valley, allowing every disciple to absorb this Spiritual Energy, extraordinarily soothing, as if their strength had somewhat increased.