Chapter 21: Wen Tingguang!

Chapter 21: Wen Tingguang!

At the very moment when the Moon Spirit Flower became within reach, a burst of strong wind shot forth from behind.

Swiftly sidestepping, Ling Feng discovered that the force he had sensed earlier wasn't aimed at him. Instead, it transformed into a suction force, inexplicably pulling the Moon Spirit Flower towards it.

“Who’s there?”

Ling Feng's eyelid twitched, a sudden urgency gripping his heart. When he turned around, he saw an elderly man in a green robe with a tuft of goat beard, calmly floating behind him.

Observing his clothing, it appeared that he was not affiliated with the Wenxian Sect.

"May I inquire, senior, who you are, and why did you attempt to seize my Moon Spirit Flower?"

With a furrowed brow, Ling Feng clenched his teeth and spoke.

"What do you mean by 'your Moon Spirit Flower'? In the world of rare treasures, it's a matter of first come, first served," the elderly man in the green robe squinted, smiling. "As an old man, I simply didn't want to be accused of taking advantage of the young, so I thought of compensating you with a few crystal coins or something."

From a ring on his hand, the elderly man in the green robe pulled out a bulging bag and casually threw it to Ling Feng. "Kid, take this. The crystal coins inside are enough to buy two Moon Spirit Flowers. I have some use for this flower, so I can't just let you have it!"

With those words, the elderly man in the green robe swung his sleeves and turned to leave.

"Senior, please wait!"

Ling Feng quickly called out to the elderly man in the green robe, recognizing the allure of crystal coins but realizing that Duanmu Qingshan's condition couldn't tolerate any delays.

The hidden injuries had already penetrated his internal organs. Every additional month of delay increased the risk and might even disrupt the entire treatment plan.

Not to mention that Duanmu Qingshan was his master, even if he were just an ordinary patient, Ling Feng couldn't stand by and watch healing herbs slip away right under his nose when treatment was possible.

"What's the matter, Do you think it's not enough?"

The elderly man in the green robe surprisingly kept his composure and calmly stated, "I've already mentioned that I have other plans for this Moon Spirit Flower. While it may appear to be taking advantage, the crystal coins serve as compensation. What more do you expect? Do you genuinely think I have no temper left?"

"Actually, I do have a favor to ask, if you wouldn't mind giving it a try," the elderly man in the green robe squinted slightly, saying casually, "I'm Wen Tingguang. By the way, what's your name, young one?"

"Junior, Ling Feng!"

"So it's Ling Feng." Wen Tingguang smoothed his long beard and spoke slowly, "Young one, I currently have some pressing matters to attend to. However, in two months, I'll return. By then, I hope you can join me on a journey to treat a significant individual."

"A significant individual?" Ling Feng's eyes flickered. Thinking that Duanmu Qingshan's injuries would likely be healed in about two months, accompanying the old man on a journey shouldn't be a problem.

"Sure, I promise." Ling Feng nodded.

"Well, you've got guts, kid. You don't even ask where I'm dragging you, yet you're all in. If it were a risky venture, would you still tag along?" Wen Tingguang squinted, a faint smile on his face.

"Since I've already agreed, whether it's a perilous situation or traversing through fire and water, I won't even bat an eye!" Ling Feng stated with a resolute expression.

"Good, very well!"

With a hearty laugh, Wen Tingguang said, "I'm heading out. Take care of yourself, young lad!"

Finishing his words, Wen Tingguang's figure flickered, rising into the sky with the grace of a roc[2] spreading its wings. In a few ascents and descents, he soared into the clouds, swiftly vanishing from Ling Feng's sight.

"Sigh..."

Only when Wen Tingguang's figure had entirely disappeared on the distant horizon did Ling Feng release a long-held breath. Thankfully, Wen Tingguang wasn't an excessively malevolent individual. Otherwise, with his strength, taking Ling Feng's life would have been a simple matter.

"In a world teeming with formidable individuals, a small sect like Wenxian has a rather limited perspective."

With narrowed eyes, Ling Feng swiftly flew towards Little Bamboo Peak, not wasting a moment, and kept a firm grip on the Moon Spirit Flower in his hand.

1. Filial piety is the virtue of exhibiting the proper love and respect for one's parents, elders, and ancestors, particularly within the context of Confucian, Chinese Buddhist, and Daoist ethics. ☜

2. The roc is an enormous legendary bird of prey in the popular mythology of the Middle East. ☜