Chapter 452: No Banquet Comes Without a Price!

Chapter 452: No Banquet Comes Without a Price!

"How do you know these things?"

Ling Feng stared coldly at Li Muqing, his entire being radiating murderous intent. Under the pressure of his Slaughterous Sword Will, even passerbyers shuddered involuntarily.

"Oh my god, what is happening? Where is this murderous aura coming from?"

"It's terrifying. So the Slaughterous Sword Will hasn't been lost after all?"

"Such a fearsome Slaughterous Sword Will, and it was comprehended by such a young man... Judging by his attire, he seems to be a student of Tianwei Academy!"

The bustling imperial capital naturally gathered countless martial artists, and this busy area was no exception.

Martial arts experts were everywhere, some of whom could clearly sense the chilling sword will. It was indeed the legendary Slaughterous Sword Will.

Ling Feng hadn't anticipated that a few days later, rumors would spread in the capital about a "Slaughterous Sword Master" appearing at Tianwei Academy. Like the notorious Enchantress Bingyun and the Little Sword God Li Bufan, Ling Feng had finally earned a title of his own.

It had a certain imposing ring to it.

Though that was a story for another time.

Right now, Ling Feng couldn't care less about exposing his strength. The Profound Art of Acupuncture and Moxibustion was of immense significance to him.

Li Muqing's lips twitched, but he forced a smile and said, "Well, are you interested in coming with me now? I’ll take you to someone who will make everything clear."

Ling Feng snorted, not caring about Li Muqing's possible schemes, and coldly said, "Lead the way!"

"Follow me!" Li Muqing breathed a sigh of relief, wiping the sweat from his forehead. For a moment there, he had nearly been scared out of his wits.

Fortunately, just as Yan Jingfeng had predicted, Ling Feng took the bait at the mention of the Profound Art of Acupuncture and Moxibustion.

Now, it was time to follow through with the plan.

...

Led by Li Muqing, the two of them headed towards the northern outskirts of the imperial capital.

Finally, after more than half an hour, Li Muqing stopped outside an estate.

This was a property of the Li family, now under Li Muqing's personal ownership.

He then moved to pour wine into Ling Feng's cup.

Ling Feng sneered, releasing his aura to pressure Yan Jingfeng. Holding the wine cup became a difficult task for him.

"Brother Ling, do you think I would poison you?" Yan Jingfeng laughed loudly. "Poisoning the heir of the Medical Saint would be like showing off one's skills before an expert. Fine, I will drink three cups as punishment!"

Yan Jingfeng laughed, poured three cups, and drank them all in one go.

"How about now, Brother Ling? Will you not give me face?"

Ling Feng squinted, picked up his cup, let Yan Jingfeng fill it, and drank it in one gulp.

The wine is excellent!

On the table, the incense smoke curled up, its fragrance blending into the air like dancing fairies or a battlefield of clashing metal and filled the room with an overpowering aroma. Ling Feng couldn't help but take a deep breath. The incense is also excellent!

"Now, can you tell me about The Profound Art of Acupuncture and Moxibustion?"

Ling Feng squinted, staring coldly at Yan Jingfeng.

"Brother Ling, you are really not one for small talk." Yan Jingfeng put down the wine jug with a slight smile.

"When interacting with others, there can be small talk. Unfortunately, you are not one of those people." Ling Feng played with the wine cup in his hand, and then pointed to the incense burner on the table and said, "This incense is not bad."

"Indeed, it isn’t."

Yan Jingfeng's expression twisted slightly as he tossed the wine jug aside and swiftly struck at Ling Feng's shoulder with his palm.

Ling Feng instinctively dodged back, but a burst of wind from Yan Jingfeng's fingers shot toward his chest. Ling Feng squinted and smiled, suddenly unleashing the Lingtian Sword Force, which sent Yan Jingfeng flying several zhang away.

Yan Jingfeng stumbled back several steps before stabilizing himself. His face showed a triumphant expression. "Brother Ling, even with a thousand wits, you didn't anticipate that the combination of incense and fine wine could create the Immortal Drunkenness that would make you drunk for three days and nights! The more you use your true qi, the faster the medicinal strength acts!"

Ling Feng glanced at the incense burner on the table, his expression changing slightly. Immortal Drunkenness wasn’t a poison and could even be beneficial to the body. However, once ingested, it would cause a period of dizziness, akin to being drunk, hence its name.

As Yan Jingfeng said, the medicinal strength spread faster than Ling Feng could have imagined. He felt his legs go weak and collapsed onto the table, glaring at Yan Jingfeng with hatred. "Lowly scoundrel!"

"A true man is limitless and ruthless!"

Yan Jingfeng rubbed his chin and sneered. "Brother Ling, hand over The Profound Art of Acupuncture and Moxibustion, and I might let you go!"