The Art of Chaotic Divinity-Chapter 727: State Your Purpose

"Junior Ling Feng begs to see Supreme Elder Feng. I hope that Senior will reveal himself for a conversation!"

Ling Feng strode into the valley, shouting loudly.

"Hiss!"

Upon seeing that Ling Feng not only did not leave but actually dared to enter the valley, Master Jing Xuan turned pale with fright.

That guy sure has some nerve!

"Junior, do you really want to die?"

In an instant, a terrifying aura of murderous intent swept out from the bamboo house—cold and ruthless, like an ancient divine mountain—directly bearing down on Ling Feng.

"Ugh!"

Ling Feng grunted and immediately unlocked the Primordial Locks within his body. At the same time, he activated the Mountain Destroying Transformation of the Four Transformations of Eight Desolations. Through gritted teeth he said, "Senior, your cultivation is unfathomable. I know I cannot withstand you, but if you bully the weak, I will not submit!"

"Eh?"

From inside the bamboo house came a light sound of surprise. Supreme Elder Yuanzhi seemed equally astonished—a mere junior of the Pulse Formation Realm dares to defy her aura, and yet manages to stand tall!

In the next moment the bamboo house opened, and a middle-aged woman in white flew to Ling Feng's side.

This middle-aged woman, with strands of hair at her temples already slightly graying—even though she had taken care of her appearance—still bore the marks of time.

She was also the Dao partner of Supreme Elder Feng, and her age was naturally not much different from his, so it was no surprise that she appeared older.

However, judging by the contours of her face, it was evident that in her youth she must have been an unparalleled beauty.

"Which family's junior are you? You do have some backbone," Supreme Elder Yuanzhi scrutinized Ling Feng, making no move to attack. Instead, she sighed lightly and said, "No matter what your intention is, you should leave immediately. Wuhen will not see you."

"What if I say I'm here to treat Supreme Elder Feng's illness?" Ling Feng raised his gaze to meet Supreme Elder Yuanzhi and smiled slightly.

"What did you say? How do you know that Wuhen is ill?" she demanded, her phoenix-like eyes glaring.

Ling Feng replied calmly, "I once encountered Supreme Elder Feng. That supremely arrogant man was subdued by a black donkey in a squalid place, which naturally drove him into a state of rage and madness. With his strength—if his cultivation hadn't been sealed, he would have broken through immediately—he spent three days in that filth, forcibly breaking through the restrictions within his body and, as a result, backfiring on himself."

Ling Feng looked into her eyes and said, "Supreme Elder Yuanzhi, I wonder if my guess is correct?"

"Not a word is wrong. Who exactly are you?" she asked in disbelief.

"I am Ling Feng," he replied with his fists clasped.

"Ling Feng..." Yuanzhi murmured for a moment. "As far as I know, among the Daoist Medical Families there seems to be no Daoist physician as young as you."

"A physician treats all people; where there are people, there will naturally be physicians. I, however, am merely an ordinary physician," Ling Feng said evenly.

He Yuanzhi gave him a withering look. This kid had merely heard bits and pieces, yet he managed to guess Feng Wuhen's condition—such insight was far beyond that of an ordinary physician.

Outside the valley, Master Jing Xuan wiped the sweat from his forehead. Watching Ling Feng's retreating figure, he kept repeating one thought: "What a poser—I'm impressed!"

"Hehe, Supreme Elder Yuanzhi, I suppose I have nothing more to do here; I just recalled I have some matters to attend to, so I won't trouble you any further." Without waiting for her response, Master Jing Xuan dashed off. Whatever happens next is none of his business.

"That old guy sure runs fast," Ling Feng muttered as he pursed his lips, then continued, "There is an old saying: anger undermines the heart. Supreme Elder Feng's illness originates in the heart; if it isn't treated promptly, not only will it affect his cultivation, making breakthroughs impossible in his lifetime, but may even lead to his untimely demise."

"What did you say?" He Yuanzhi frowned. No woman would take kindly to hearing an outsider claim that her husband is doomed to die young.

"I assure you, I am not spouting empty warnings." Ling Feng fixed his gaze on her eyes and said word for word, "If you truly care for Supreme Elder Feng, please do not obstruct me from meeting him. I believe I can cure him."

He Yuanzhi was not some inexperienced girl; she knew well that there is no free lunch. Fixing her gaze on Ling Feng, she said in a low voice, "Kid, state your purpose!"

"It's not exactly a purpose," Ling Feng shook his head with a bitter smile. In truth, he was here merely to clean up after that despicable donkey!

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That donkey may have enjoyed its revenge, but it left behind a mess that Ling Feng had to clean up. After all, given Ling Feng's master–servant relationship with that donkey, he couldn't just stand by and watch it be relentlessly hunted by the Tianmeng Chamber of Commerce to the ends of the earth.

Given the heritage of the Tianmeng Chamber of Commerce, Ling Feng had reason to believe that behind it stand some Great Emperor-level experts! It is best to settle this feud before those experts are alerted.

"You'd better speak the truth," He Yuanzhi said coldly. "I'm not some naive teenager; I'm not so easily fooled!"

"Fine..." Ling Feng gave a bitter smile. "But Senior must swear that once you hear me out, you will not lay a hand on me!"

"Hmph!" He Yuanzhi glared at him. "I still need to keep your little life intact to treat Wuhen. Now, whatever your purpose is, just say it!"

"Actually..." Ling Feng touched his nose nervously and said, "Actually, that black donkey is my spirit animal pact!"

"What did you say?" He Yuanzhi's expression instantly did a complete turnaround; her phoenix-like eyes widened. "Kid, say that again!"

"Senior, you promised not to lay a hand on me!" Ling Feng's mouth twitched as he flashed away, quickly putting several dozen zhang between them.

A woman's words—you can never trust a word from them, whether old or young!

"Kid, come here, I promise I won't beat you to death!" He Yuanzhi roared, her anger evident; it turned out that it was this little brat's spirit pet that had screwed her husband over so miserably.

"Senior, please listen to my explanation! Although that black donkey is my spirit pet, I have entered into an equal pact with it, so I cannot restrain it. Moreover, it did have some misunderstandings with Supreme Elder Feng before, but it never actually tried to kill him."

Ling Feng quickly added, "So I hope we can turn hostility into harmony. I will treat Supreme Elder Feng and compensate for all losses, and I hope the Tianmeng Chamber of Commerce will lift the sky-tier kill order on the black donkey. Senior, as the saying goes, grudges are best resolved rather than deepened—what do you say?"

"There's no way things work that easily, kid. Do you think whatever you say is gospel? Who do you think you are?" He Yuanzhi glared coldly at Ling Feng. "Kid, you'd better give up on that idea while you still can! I will never agree!"