The Art of Chaotic Divinity-Chapter 915: Loyalty and Righteousness

Jiang Xiaofan quickly picked up the Sword of Silent Awe and frowned slightly. "Is it heavy? Doesn't feel heavy to me."

Ye Nanfeng's lips twitched. "I can't be bothered comparing myself to a monster like you!"

Ling Feng shook his head with a faint smile. Though the sword appeared slender, its weight was extraordinary. Ordinary people would struggle to wield it, and even he found it somewhat challenging.

"Xiaofan, Senior Sword Maniac asked me to tell you this sword embodies the principle of 'great skill appears clumsy.' If you can comprehend its mysteries, he will accept you as his last disciple!"

Jiang Xiaofan's eyes widened in surprise as he cradled the Sword of Silent Awe. "Really?"

"Would I lie to you?" Ling Feng patted Jiang Xiaofan's shoulder. "You must study it earnestly and live up to Senior Sword Maniac's expectations."

Given Sword Maniac's cultivation level and status, countless people would clamor to become his disciple. That Jiang Xiaofan had this opportunity naturally made Ling Feng happy for him.

"Mhmm, I won't let him down!"

Jiang Xiaofan's eyes shone with determination as he gripped the sword tightly and began practicing swings.

"By the way."

Ling Feng turned to Gu Tengfeng and walked over briskly. He retrieved a Sacred Dragon Tyrant-Blood Pill from his storage spirit ring and handed it to him.

"Captain, I happen to have an extra Sacred Dragon Tyrant-Blood Pill. You can have it. And this heart-nurturing spirit pill too. After your injuries heal, take them. They should compensate for your failure to open the sixty-fourth meridian gate."

"Uh..." Gu Tengfeng's hands trembled slightly with excitement. He reached for the pills but hesitated, looking up at Ling Feng intently. "Are you serious? Ling Feng, you're not lying to me?"

"Of course it's true. There's one extra, but no more than that." Ling Feng shrugged and smiled wryly at Ye Nanfeng and the others watching eagerly nearby.

"Alright, if that's the case, I'll gladly accept it." Gu Tengfeng grinned broadly, his mood lifting instantly.

"Alright, you all should take the Sacred Dragon Tyrant-Blood Pills here. I'm a bit tired and need to rest."

Ling Feng stretched and turned to leave the training grounds. Tuoba Yan's eyes flashed with admiration as she darted after him.

"Big Brother is truly amazing. Nothing is impossible for him!"

Jiang Xiaofan carefully stored the Sword of Silent Awe and took out his Sacred Dragon Tyrant-Blood Pill. Without hesitation, he swallowed the heart-nurturing spirit pill first, then clenched his fists. "I must become stronger. I can't hold Big Brother back during the competition!"

Li Bufan and Mu Qianxue also steeled themselves. Tomorrow's battle demanded their peak condition.

The remaining members stood guard to prevent interruptions during their cultivation.

Gong Cheng crossed his arms, eyes glinting as he whispered to Gu Tengfeng, "Boss Gu, do you really believe Ling Feng had an extra pill?"

"Whether it's true or not, Ling Feng is my sworn brother for life! If he asks, I, Gu Tengfeng, would give my life without hesitation!"

Gu Tengfeng stared at the two round pills in his palm, feeling their weight surpassed two mountains.

...

After leaving the training grounds, Ling Feng headed straight for Yan Cangtian's medicinal herb garden. Before long, Tuoba Yan caught up to him.

She glanced at him sideways before suddenly remarking, "There weren't any extra Sacred Dragon Tyrant-Blood Pills, were there?"

"Heh, I knew I couldn't hide it from you."

Ling Feng shrugged and chuckled. "You're right. There weren't any extras."

"Then why..." Tuoba Yan bit her lip, unable to comprehend why Ling Feng would give his last Sacred Dragon Tyrant-Blood Pill to Gu Tengfeng.

"Because the captain needs it more than I do." Ling Feng smiled faintly. "Besides, with my natural talent, do I really need further enhancement?"

"So full of yourself."

Tuoba Yan rolled her eyes at him before suddenly producing her own Sacred Dragon Tyrant-Blood Pill. "Here, take it!"

"You're giving it to me?"

Ling Feng narrowed his eyes in amusement. "Why?"

Tuoba Yan clenched her teeth, thinking she must be insane to offer this precious pill to Ling Feng. Yet she insisted, "Anyway, I'm not participating in your stupid competition tomorrow!"

Ling Feng laughed heartily and shook his head after giving her a meaningful look. "Thank you, but no."

"Why not?" Tuoba Yan stared at him in confusion.

"Didn't I say? With my natural talent, why would I need enhancement?" Ling Feng took her hand and pushed the pill back. "Moreover, what Ling Feng gives away, he never takes back."

With that, Ling Feng strode toward the medicinal herb garden without looking back.

With his current capabilities, having reached the Transformation Realm through opening all one hundred meridians, an unprecedented feat, his talent already surpassed all historical records!

His talent was already enough to shake the past and dazzle the present. Taking the Sacred Dragon Tyrant-Blood Pill now would be like drawing legs on a snake.

Furthermore, having tempered his body through two lightning tribulations, the pill's body-tempering effects would be diminished for him. While it would still have some benefit, others would gain far more from it.

Rather than wasting it on himself, it was better to let Gu Tengfeng have it.

Ling Feng had never been stingy with his comrades. Moreover, Gu Tengfeng had helped him numerous times when he was still relatively weak. Compared to those debts, the Sacred Dragon Tyrant-Blood Pill meant little to him.

Tuoba Yan watched Ling Feng's retreating figure and silently thought to herself: A man so loyal and devoted is truly worthy of a lifetime's trust.

Her cheeks flushed at the thought, and she quickly shook her head, scolding herself silently: Bah! What nonsense am I thinking!

Touching her warm face, Tuoba Yan hurried after Ling Feng with swift movements.

...

Upon returning to the medicinal herb garden, Ling Feng handed the remaining heart-nurturing spirit pills to Yan Cangtian. Seeing Ling Feng had succeeded in refining them, Yan Cangtian couldn't help but marvel.

Over the past year, Ling Feng had not only advanced rapidly in martial arts but also made equal progress in alchemy!

"An eighth-tier spirit pill, and you actually refined eight at once! Boy, you're not far from becoming an eighth-tier alchemist!"

Yan Cangtian clicked his tongue in admiration.

"Most of the credit goes to Senior Pill Devil. Without him, my success rate wouldn't have exceeded ten percent." Ling Feng smiled modestly before adding, "After all this time spent refining, I'm quite exhausted. I won't keep you any longer, Master."

"Mhmm, very well." Yan Cangtian nodded. "Tomorrow's battle, you'd better perform well. I'll be watching personally. If you disappoint me, don't blame me for expelling you!"

Ling Feng straightened his expression immediately. "Then I'll have to give it twelve thousand percent!"

The master and disciple exchanged glances before bursting into laughter.

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