Chapter 86: Retention!

Chapter 86: Retention!

Not long after, Qiao Qiao arrived with a few maidservants, carrying plain porridge and some dishes. Ling Feng caught a whiff of the faint aroma and couldn't resist his appetite.

Speaking of which, the food at the Cangqiong Sect could indeed be considered delicious delicacies.

While at Little Bamboo Peak with Duanmu Qingshan, it goes without saying that Duanmu Qingshan’s culinary skills were abysmal, akin to preparing poison. As for Ling Feng's proficiency, on the other hand, it was merely tolerable, just enough to swallow.

Qiao Qiao brought over a bowl of plain porridge, settling herself down by the bedside without hesitation. She spooned up a portion and offered it to Ling Feng's lips, "Eat up."

"Uh..." Ling Feng hesitated briefly, on the verge of speaking, but then heard the girl interject, "What's the matter? Do you also want my Miss to come and feed you?"

Feeling resigned, Ling Feng decided not to say much and simply opened his mouth to swallow the porridge.

It was undeniable that the chef at the Cangqiong Sect was truly talented, capable of turning a simple bowl of porridge into an irresistibly delectable dish.

"Ah, you're finally awake, kid!"

Unknowing when, Wen Tingguang walked in from outside, and the maidservants standing by the door hurriedly bowed, saying in unison, "Elder Wen." Read latest chapters at novelhall.com Only

Wen Tingguang waved his hand dismissively and strode into the room. Seeing Ling Feng drinking porridge, he chuckled. "Feeling better now, kid?"

"Elder Wen." Ling Feng saluted respectfully with a hand gesture, preparing to get out of bed.

"It's alright, let's skip the formalities between us. We seem to get along well enough, even though we don't have the master-disciple relationship. We're just casual friends. I'm a few years older than you, so just call me Brother Wen."

"Yo, Elder Wen, I really can't believe you're only a few years older than Ling Feng. You're quite good at pretending to be young!" Qiao Qiao couldn't help but tease.

"You!" Yue Yunlan shook his head. This girl was known for her sharp tongue. Fortunately, Elder Wen had a good temper. If it were Liu Hongzhang instead, Qiao Qiao would probably be in trouble.

This girl was also clever, knowing exactly who could be teased and who couldn't.

"What do you mean by acting youthful? I was once in my prime too," Wen Tingguang said, interrupting Qiao Qiao's feeding of Ling Feng and eagerly asking, "How's your recovery progressing? When can you perform the Life Creation Needle again? That way, the Sect Leader can achieve complete recovery soon."

The pledge to fight alongside Duanmu Qingshan was not merely a promise from a disciple to his master; it was also a commitment between men.

While he could utilize the Cangqiong Sect's power to subdue Lin Canglang, it wasn't what Duanmu Qingshan truly needed. The profound vendetta of his wife and daughter demanded his personal retribution!

"I see." Wen Tingguang nodded. "You indeed value loyalty and righteousness."

"Alright then, since that's the case, I won't insist anymore. Whenever you decide to leave, just inform me, and I'll see you off!" Wen Tingguang said, patting Ling Feng's shoulder with a faint smile.

"I appreciate it, Senior."

Ling Feng was aware of the vast disparity in speed between himself and Wen Tingguang. While Wen Tingguang could reach his destination in three days at full speed, Ling Feng might take as long as thirty days to return to the sect.

"Speaking of which, the Sect Leader mentioned that in light of this lifesaving favor, there must be a fitting reward," Wen Tingguang explained, "I can escort you to our Cangqiong Sect's treasury now. Feel free to choose some treasures; as long as they're not excessively valuable, I can authorize them as gifts to you."

"In that case, I am grateful for the Sect Leader's generosity."

Ling Feng accepted the offer without hesitation.

The treasures in the Cangqiong Sect's treasury were undoubtedly rare and extraordinary. If Ling Feng claimed to have no interest whatsoever, it would be insincere.

While Ling Feng had indeed slain numerous disciples and rogues in the vast wilderness, accumulating some wealth in the process, he was far from being considered rich.

The Cangqiong Sect was renowned for its considerable wealth. As Ling Feng provided care for the Sect Leader, it was entirely appropriate for him to receive the compensation he rightfully deserved.

Yue Yunlan pressed her lips together, her teeth clenching slightly. "Uncle Wen, I'll accompany Mr. Ling to make his selection."

"Uh..." Wen Tingguang couldn't help but bitterly chuckle inwardly. Originally, if Ling Feng had been left to select on his own, given his limited insight, he might not have chosen any exceptional treasures. However, with Yue Yunlan's involvement, knowing her knack for sniffing out valuable items, it seemed the Cangqiong Sect might be in for some financial strain!

"Alright, alright. If I didn't let you go, would you obediently stay?" Wen Tingguang knew Yue Yunlan's temperament too well, shaking his head with a smile. Then, he asked, "Ling Feng, are you able to move about now?"

"My body is completely fine," Ling Feng replied.

With a leap, Ling Feng jumped off the bed. After five days of deep slumber, not only had he fully recovered, but his cultivation seemed to have subtly improved, reaching the mid-stage of the tenth level of Qi Formation.