Chapter 200: The Agreement of Three Days!

Chapter 200: The Agreement of Three Days!

"In that case, please pardon me."

Ling Feng took a deep breath and moved behind Yan Cangtian, retrieving a row of golden needles from his pocket.

Based on the pulse reading moments ago, Yan Cangtian's condition was already far from optimistic.

This old fella, relying on his martial prowess, had ingested countless varieties of miscellaneous herbs and pills. Various forms of pill toxins and medicinal toxins had already begun to circulate throughout his body.

What made the matter worse was that his brain had also begun to be affected by these toxins.

"Here's the first needle! Awaken!!"

Ling Feng's expression hardened as he directed the initial needle straight at Yan Cangtian's Baihui acupoint on the crown of his head. Although the Baihui acupoint was known as a deadly point, it served as a crucial healing locus under certain conditions.

"Arghh!"

Yan Cangtian grunted. His eyes instantly became bloodshot, turning completely red as if they were congested.

After a brief moment, as the blood-red hue faded, Yan Cangtian's eyes lost some of their madness, now reflecting the clarity of a grandmaster.

"This kid..." Yan Cangtian's expression shifted slightly as countless thoughts raced through his mind. He suddenly realized something.

The Profound Art of Acupuncture and Moxibustion!

In this realm, only The Profound Art of Acupuncture and Moxibustion could exhibit such miraculous effects!

In terms of age, he and Ling Feng's grandfather, Ling Hanyang, belonged to the same generation. Despite never having the opportunity to meet Ling Hanyang in person, his reputation echoed like thunder.

That was even more true for The Profound Art of Acupuncture and Moxibustion, which was hailed as the foremost acupuncture technique in the world!

Unfortunately, Ling Hanyang vanished without a trace for twenty years, and later news of his death circulated. Everyone believed that this remarkable needle technique had been lost.

Today, Yan Cangtian was surprised to realize that both Ling Feng and Ling Hanyang shared the surname, Ling!

"Senior, please refrain from overthinking!"

Ling Feng's stern voice interrupted Yan Cangtian's thoughts, prompting him to focus on Ling Feng's acupuncture treatment before delving further.

And with Yan Cangtian's extensive medicinal herb garden, they could practically treat medicinal pills as candies!

"Alright, starting now, I'll take you to my medicinal herb garden every seven days. You're welcome to use anything inside," Yan Cangtian said, standing with his hands behind his back, while smiling lightly.

"Seven days? That's too long. Let's make it every day instead!" Ling Feng exclaimed eagerly.

For Ling Feng, both the Classic Formula of the Medicine King and the various exotic plants in the medicinal garden were extremely enticing. He wished he could stay here all day, every day. Waiting seven days between visits was too torturous!

"You rascal!" Yan Cangtian rolled his eyes. "Your enthusiasm for the Classic Formula of the Medicine King reminds me of myself! But fetching you from the Tianshu East Court every day would exhaust me. How about every three days instead?"

"Alright, three days it is."

Ling Feng was aware of the strict rules within the Tianwei Academy. With his current status as a yellow-tier student, if he were caught sneaking into the core area of the academy at night, he might be mistaken for a thief and killed on the spot. Therefore, he needed Yan Cangtian to personally escort him.

Yan Cangtian actually did have a direct way of bringing Ling Feng to his residence: by personally accepting Ling Feng as his closed-door disciple. He entertained the idea of taking on disciples and considered accepting Ling Feng for this role.

However, despite his gratitude to Ling Feng for treating his injuries, Yan Cangtian wouldn't compromise his standards for accepting disciples.

He needed to meticulously assess Ling Feng's talent and character before making a decision about accepting him as a disciple.

As dawn approached, Yan Cangtian turned to Ling Feng and said, "Kid, it's almost dawn. Allow me to escort you back."

"Thank you, Senior."

Ling Feng replied with a nod. Today marked the day when the new yellow-tier students would meet their mentors, and he didn't want to miss it.

...

Not long after, Ling Feng once again encountered Yan Cangtian's remarkable speed. Fortunately, having experienced it once before, he didn't feel as disoriented this time.

In the blink of an eye, when Ling Feng felt his feet firmly on the ground again, he realized he was back in his room.

From afar came Yan Cangtian's voice: "Three nights later, I will come to find you again!"

"Three days to go!" Ling Feng pursed his lips, somewhat eager for this period to pass quickly.

During these three days, he could carefully contemplate how to treat Yan Cangtian's peculiar illness.