"You!"
The young man gritted his teeth, staring at the smug face of the servant, and said hatefully, "Don’t push too far!"
"Hmph, so what if I’m pushing you? Don’t think you’re sothing just because you have so cultivation. Look around you! This is the front of the Immortal Pavilion, and cripples like you shouldn’t be causing trouble here, get lost!"
Saying this, he ruthlessly pushed the one-ard young man, who seed injured, and stumbled back several steps, nearly falling to the ground.
Witnessing this scene, Ling Feng and his companions frowned. As the saying goes, "The King of Hell is easy to deal with; the little devils are hard to handle." This servant didn’t have much real power or ability, but he leaned on the backing of the East Spirit Immortal Pond’s reputation, making people dare not be presumptuous here.
"Isn’t that the servant Gui from the Immortal Pavilion, who always acts like a lapdog in front of the masters? Who knew he was so arrogant behind their backs!"
Lin Mu, who often enjoyed traveling, was familiar with everyone in the Immortal Pavilion and naturally recognized this road-blocking servant.
He was following the rules by not allowing casual entry into the Immortal Pavilion, which wasn’t an issue. But to insult and humiliate others in such a manner was really excessive.
"Such things are common everywhere."
Ling Feng shook his head, rembering that when he first ca here, he was stopped in the sa way.
However, that one-ard young man, from behind, seed sowhat familiar, and his voice was vaguely recognizable.
But in his mory, there shouldn’t be any acquaintances who had lost a right arm.
At this mont, Lin Mu had already stepped forward, addressing the servant, "Gui, I haven’t seen you in a few days, and your temper has sure grown!"
"Hmm?"
The once arrogant servant, hearing Lin Mu’s voice, looked over, was startled, and imdiately squeezed out an extrely flattering smile, "Oh, isn’t it Mr. Lin! Hahaha, I have no temper at all, Mr. Lin, you’re joking!"
This guy changes his face faster than flipping a book!
Lin Mu was the younger brother of the Biluo Saintess, the Hall Master of the Earth Spirit Hall, having a status unmatched by ordinary Inner Sect Disciples. The servant worked for the East Spirit Immortal Pond, equivalent to an Outer Disciple, so he naturally knew Lin Mu’s extraordinary identity, addressing him as Mr. Lin, completely contrasting his previous attitude.
"Humph humph!"
Lin Mu glanced at Gui, then turned his sight to the one-ard young man, saying indifferently, "This brother is my friend; I’m taking him inside. Do you have any objections?"
"No, no!"
Gui swallowed nervously, beads of sweat appearing on his forehead. If he offended Lin Mu, his life at the Immortal Pavilion would be over.
"I suggest you watch your mouth. If I find you causing trouble again, there will be consequences!"
After reprimanding Gui, Lin Mu couldn’t be bothered with such a small fry. The one-ard young man, hearing soone stand up for him, quickly turned around and bowed to Lin Mu, "Thank you, kind sir."
It was only when he saw Ling Feng that his expression changed abruptly, stepping forward with surprise, "You... Brother Ling! You’re really here!"
Ling Feng, upon seeing the face of the one-ard young man, also started in shock, "Feeng... Brother Feeng!"
It turned out that this person was the Young Master of the Feeng family from the Heavenly Saint Empire, Feeng Yan!
On that day, Ling Feng journeyed north to the Heavenly Saint Empire to seek a Blood Jade Spring Flower to heal Lin Xian’er. After many ups and downs, he finally rescued Feeng Yan on Tianluo Island.
After that, he entrusted Feeng Yan to deliver the Blood Jade Spring Flower to the Lingshen Sect in the Sky White Empire and hand it over to his master Duanmu Qingshan.
Feeng Yan had beco quite chubby from the accumulation of dicinal powers in his body. Within a few months, his body returned to normal, but how did his right arm suddenly end up gone?
"Brother Ling, I’ve finally found you!"
At their reunion, Feeng Yan was overwhelmingly emotional, and with hidden injuries seemingly still present in his body, he fainted on the spot.
"Brother Feeng!"
Ling Feng rushed forward to support Feeng Yan, speculating that Feeng Yan must have faced significant hardships, resulting in severe injuries and the loss of an arm, leading him all the way to the foot of the East Spirit Immortal Pond to find him.
"Wow, Brother Ling, do you know this person?"
Lin Mu also hurried forward to help support Feeng Yan as he fainted.
"Yes, he’s a friend I t in the Heavenly Saint Empire. He should have been on his way to the Sky White Empire for training..."
Ling Feng frowned slightly. His recent unrest had not been incidental; indeed, sothing significant might have happened in the Sky White Empire.
Lee Fei, Fong Ling, and other girls exchanged looks, surprised that even after reaching the foot of the East Spirit Immortal Pond, they encountered unexpected events.
"Let’s not think too much for now."
Lin Mu promptly ordered Gui to prepare an upper room. After Ling Feng and Lin Mu brought Feeng Yan to the guest room, Ling Feng checked Feeng Yan’s pulse. To understand what had happened, they needed to wait for Feeng Yan to wake up.
Feeng Yan’s pulse was extrely weak, with a faint trace of demonic qi potentially destroying his body.
"Demonic qi..."
Ling Feng frowned, quickly taking out the Golden Needle and using the Supre Mysterious Acupuncture Technique to completely dispel the demonic qi inside Feeng Yan.
Then, Ling Feng fed Feeng Yan two elixirs that restored Qi Blood Power. About seven and a half minutes later, Feeng Yan finally awoke, but his breath still remained very weak.
The fact that Feeng Yan managed to reach here was indeed quite a feat.
"Brother Feeng, what exactly happened? Weren’t you supposed to deliver the Blood Jade Spring Flower for ? Did sothing go wrong in the Lingshen Sect?"
Ling Feng supported Feeng Yan to sit up, looking anxious.
"No, it’s not the Lingshen Sect."
Feeng Yan shook his head and said in a deep voice, "Back then, after being entrusted by Brother Ling, I traveled with Fatty Huang and Yingying to the Sky White Empire and successfully reached the Lingshen Sect as you instructed."
"And then, what happened?" Ling Feng asked urgently.
"Then, I handed the Blood Jade Spring Flower to Mr. Duanmu. That girl nad Lin Xian’er gradually recovered after ingesting the flower. Later, I decided to train in the Sky White Empire for a bit, so I took my leave from Mr. Duanmu and traveled southwards, only to discover a major upheaval within the Sky White Empire!"
"What kind of upheaval?"
"It’s a coup!"
Feeng Yan took a deep breath and said slowly, "About two months ago, the Sky White Empire’s Monarch suddenly died, and then a faction led by the Empress Dowager promoted the Fourth Prince Moo Yan to be the new Sky White Monarch. anwhile, another faction, led by the National Guardian Divine Sect Cangqiong Sect, promoted King Jing Moo Feng as the successor."
"The Monarch suddenly died, and there’s a royal power struggle!"
Ling Feng furrowed his brows. The Sky White Monarch, with no illnesses or ailnts and given his cultivation realm, should have easily lived another one or two centuries. Naturally, he could not have left a will, so the power struggle was inevitable. Even though Moo Feng was generally disinterested in royal power, the situation had reached a point where he had no choice but to vie for it.
But regardless, this was a matter of the Royal Family of the Sky White Empire, how did it involve Feeng Yan to the extent of being caught in such a turmoil?
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