89: Chapter 089: Just Three Days of Vitality Left!
89: Chapter 089: Just Three Days of Vitality Left!
“Just a lowly Chores disciple, and I’ll beat or kick him as I wish!”
Wu Pingzhi sneered, “In this world, it’s survival of the fittest, strength is revered, and you, trash, what right do you have to complain here?”
Speaking, Wu Pingzhi’s figure flashed as he stepped forward, his True Qi surged violently, and he fiercely punched towards Ling Feng.
Ling Feng’s eyebrows twisted, Wu Pingzhi’s face was simply nauseating.
“You’re right, survival of the fittest, strength is revered!” Ling Feng’s icy gaze locked onto Wu Pingzhi, a glint of killing intent flashed in his eyes, “And you are the weak one!”
Heavenly Dao Divine Pattern converged, Wu Pingzhi’s movent technique and Fist Technique were thoroughly understood by Ling Feng!
With a step forward, Ling Feng spurred the Nine-layered Sea Suppressing Fist, aiming to strike at Wu Pingzhi’s weak point.
At that mont, an angry rebuke suddenly ca from behind, as a square-faced, stout man in black attire appeared between the two, with a furious expression.
“Hmph!
Who allowed you to fight in the Spiritual dicine Garden?”
The square-faced man’s face was gloomy, releasing an incredibly intimidating aura, imdiately pushing Ling Feng and Wu Pingzhi several steps back.
The tossed aside Chores disciple quickly struggled to kneel on the ground, respectfully saying, “Greetings, Master Yuan!”
“Master Yuan?” Wu Pingzhi’s eyelids twitched, although he was a newly assigned disciple to the dicine Garden, it was impossible for him to not have heard of Master Yuan’s reputation.
This Master Yuan’s na was Yuan Qianshen, a Third Grade Alchemist in the Spiritual dicine Garden.
A Third Grade Alchemist wasn’t that impressive, but Yuan Qianshen’s alchemy accomplishnt compared to his Martial Arts accomplishnt was far inferior.
Generally, Alchemists are focused on Alchemy and might be weaker in Martial Arts, but this man was the complete opposite and had an explosive nature, a true “harsh person.”
Hence, the disciples governed by the Spiritual dicine Garden feared Yuan Qianshen much more than they did the chief Elder of the Spiritual dicine Garden.
Wu Pingzhi’s expression changed, and he hurriedly stepped forward to greet, “Disciple Wu Pingzhi, greetings to Master Yuan!”
“Hmph, don’t give that crap!” Yuan Qianshen glared at Wu Pingzhi, “Was it you who hurt my Chores disciple?”
“Wha…
what?” Wu Pingzhi trembled, “Your…
Your Chores disciple?”
“Hmph, get out of here!” Yuan Qianshen’s eyes were cold as ice, “If I see you in the Spiritual dicine Garden tomorrow, be prepared to beco disabled!”
“Master Yuan, it’s a misunderstanding, this is a misunderstanding!” Wu Pingzhi imdiately knelt before Yuan Qianshen, who clearly intended to drive him out of the Spiritual dicine Garden.
According to the rules of the Cangqiong Sect, disciples assigned to various departnts who get expelled are effectively expelled from the Cangqiong Sect.
Despite so influence in his family, Wu Pingzhi had invested a lot to secure the position of a dicine Garden Disciple.
If he were expelled now, all his efforts would be in vain.
“A misunderstanding?” Yuan Qianshen’s gaze shifted to the frail girl and he asked sternly, “Little girl, is this a misunderstanding?”
Chen Sisi hung her head low, did not speak, but still shook her head, indicating it was not a misunderstanding.
“You see?” Yuan Qianshen’s eyes hardened, and he glared at Wu Pingzhi again, “You can leave now, I’m giving you three breaths!”
“Let leave?” Wu Pingzhi clenched his fists, knowing there was no turning back, yet he gathered his courage, stood up abruptly, and started cursing at Yuan Qianshen, pointing at his nose, “Do you freaking know who I am?”
“Crack!”
With a crisp sound of a bone breaking, Yuan Qianshen, without a second thought, directly snapped one of Wu Pingzhi’s arms, “I don’t care who you are!”
“Serves him right!” Ling Feng thought grimly, pleased to see justice co to those who deserve it.
However, he wasn’t ready to let Wu Pingzhi off so easily.
Gathering his focus, he communicated with Zi Feng, “Zi Feng, can you precisely control how much vitality you devour, to decide how long soone has left to live?”
“What do you an?” Zi Feng’s naive voice echoed in his mind.
“I want this guy to have only three days left to live!”
Ling Feng’s gaze turned icy.
Within three days, he planned to make Wu Pingzhi rapidly age and then watch his vitality dwindle away bit by bit!
“That’s easy,” Zi Feng imdiately chuckled.
“Master, does that an I can eat now?”
“Yes, you can eat now,” Ling Feng nodded.
“Go and leave him only three days of vitality.”
“Great, I can finally eat!” Zi Feng cheered and flew towards Wu Pingzhi, flapping his wings.
In the Spiritual dicine Garden, there were plenty of insects, and as Zi Feng flew close to the ground among the spirit flowers and herbs, nobody noticed him.
Wu Pingzhi, whose arm had just been broken by Yuan Qianshen, no longer had any fight left in him and departed in dejection.
Suddenly, he felt as if sothing bit his calf and then felt extrely weary, as if he had aged ten years in an instant.
“Damn it, even you wretched insects dare to ss with !”
Wu Pingzhi suppressed his rage, planning in his mind to investigate Ling Feng’s identity once he returned to his family and make sure Ling Feng wouldn’t have peace.
“I’m so tired!”
In the next mont, Wu Pingzhi felt his physical strength swiftly draining away, even breathing seed laborious.
He was clearly in his early twenties, with his cultivation reaching the Magnetic Condensation Realm and a constitution far exceeding ordinary people.
How could he feel unexplainably fatigued?
It was rely a broken arm!
Little did he know, he had only three days left to live.
After a while, Zi Feng returned to Ling Feng after feasting, grinning, “Master, I’ve just absorbed more than eighty years of lifespan!”
“So you really can devour a human’s vitality so rapidly,” Ling Feng had only speculated before but now saw the true extent of Zi Feng’s heavenly ability.
“Not exactly, it’s just that the guy just now was too weak.
If it were soone of a higher realm like Zhong Lian, it would take years to drain his vitality.
But once I evolve, I’ll be able to do it much faster.”
“Evolution, huh.” Ling Feng touched his nose and noticed Yuan Qianshen’s attention shifting towards him.
Quickly, he made Zi Feng hide and greeted Yuan Qianshen with a bow, “Junior has seen Master Yuan.”
“Hmph!” Yuan Qianshen still looked stern and rely glanced at Ling Feng before striding towards the chores disciple, Chen Sisi.
“Little girl, how are you?
Are you okay?”
Yuan Qianshen squatted down to check on Chen Sisi and couldn’t help but sigh.
He too ca from humble beginnings, rising from a chores disciple, and he had little tolerance for those clan disciples who bullied the weak.
“I’m fine, I’m fine…”
Chen Sisi quickly shook her head, evidently having heard of Yuan Qianshen’s fierce reputation and was sowhat intimidated.
Yet Ling Feng could see that despite his outward coldness, Yuan Qianshen was actually a decent person.
“Senior, this lady’s left leg seems to be fractured, it needs prompt treatnt or she might end up with a limp,” Ling Feng stepped forward.
“Junior has so dical knowledge and could possibly be of so help.”
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