C5 The Mysterious Zhao Qian'er

"Yes, he is my father!" Leng Feng pointed at the pale Leng Ren on the bed and said anxiously.

Elder Yun's eyes followed Leng Feng's finger and looked over. Very quickly, he shook his head. "Your father's body was seriously injured. If there are ingredients to refine a Tier 5 Pill, I can save him!"

Leng Feng's face darkened. He looked at Elder Yun with a bitter expression. "Master, where can I get the ingredients for a Tier 5 Pill?"

"Oh right, last time you helped me treat my injuries, what method did you use?" Suddenly, Leng Feng thought of something and a glimmer of hope appeared on his face.

"I used my Spiritual Strength to treat your injuries!" Elder Yun sighed. "But my Spiritual Strength, when I helped you find the Heavenly Sky Divine Scroll last time, the consumption is too great. If it is used again, then if you encounter any danger in the future... I can't help you anymore. Do as you see fit!"

"It's alright, master. Right now, the most important thing is father. Please save father!" Leng Feng did not hesitate at all.

Elder Yun nodded in relief, as if he had already guessed what Leng Feng would say.

"Alright! Since you insist, I naturally can't leave you to die. But in the future, I will have to trouble you to help me find some Pill and spiritual herbs that can help me repair the Spiritual Strength, or go to the Tianyu Mountain Range not far away from here. Kill some Magic Beast and take their souls to heal my injuries. "

Leng Feng nodded his head solemnly when he heard Elder Yun's somewhat serious words.

After saying that, Elder Yun did not hesitate any longer. He separated a wisp of Spiritual Strength from his spiritual body and shot it towards Leng's father who was lying on the bed.

In an instant, Leng's father's breathing gradually calmed down. His face also gradually recovered. His chest, which was originally heavily panting, became relaxed. However, he was still unconscious due to exhaustion.

"Although your father's injury has been healed, his meridians, which have been damaged for many years, are unable to help. If you want to completely heal your father's injuries, you have to cultivate properly. Go to the Water & Moon Youth Tournament and seize the Muscle Revitalizing Tiger Bone Pill!"

Leng Feng nodded, and his face revealed an incomparably firm expression. "I will definitely cultivate well and win the Water & Moon Youth Tournament's championship. I will get the Muscle Revitalizing Tiger Bone Pill!"

...

Two days later, Leng Feng sat in front of the bed. He carefully used a wet towel to wipe his father's hands that were covered in calluses. Looking at his father's face that was gradually easing up, he could not help but heave a sigh of relief.

Ever since Elder Yun used the Spiritual Strength to save his father, Leng Feng had always been by his father's side and never left. According to Elder Yun, his father should wake up today, so Leng Feng was not in a hurry and had been patiently waiting.

"Brother Leng Feng! I'm back. Have you missed me during the few days I wasn't at home?"

A clear voice interrupted Leng Feng's train of thought. A young girl pushed open the door and ran in front of Leng Feng. Her delicate and fair hands were placed behind her back, and her body leaned forward slightly. Her beautiful big watery eyes formed a beautiful crescent moon. The smile on her face was very cute.

After entering the room, she saw Leng Ren lying on the bed. The girl's body trembled, and the joy on her face instantly disappeared. She quickly went forward and hugged Leng Feng's arms, then asked with a sobbing voice, "What happened to Uncle Leng Ren?"

Looking at the panicked girl beside him, Leng Feng's heart skipped a beat. Ever since Qianer was brought to the Leng family by her mother for so many years, she had been by his side. The only people in the family who could talk to him were his father and his deceased mother. The only one left was Zhao Qianer.

Seeing Qianer's anxious look, Leng Feng smiled in relief. "It's that bastard Leng Tian, but he's fine now."

Zhao Qianer nervously patted her chest that was slightly puffed up and heaved a sigh of relief, "It is good that he is fine. But brother Leng Feng, this time I was suddenly arranged to escort a batch of goods. They were also attacked. Is there some conspiracy behind this?"

After saying that, Qianer went forward and carefully checked Leng's father's condition. Seeing that there was no major problem, she was truly relieved.

"What!? You were also attacked? This damn Leng Tian, for the sake of the ancestral mansion, he really is unscrupulous!"

Qianer did not understand what Leng Feng meant. Her eyes paused on him for a while, and then a look of surprise appeared on her small face. She thought to herself," Mr Leng actually succeeded in guiding the source, and even directly entered the middle level of martial artists! "

"Cough... Cough cough!"

A violent cough interrupted their contemplation and they turned their heads to look at the bed.

"Father, you're finally awake!"

"Uncle Leng Ren, are you alright?"

Leng Ren smiled with relief and reached out to touch their heads. "I am fine, and some of the hidden dangers in my body seem to have recovered a little."

Feeling the warm palm above his head, Leng Feng's eyes turned red. Ever since his mother died five years ago, his father had not touched his head like this for a long time.

When his meridians were completely destroyed, his father carried his mother home covered in blood. Leng Feng still remembered that scene. His father had never told anyone what happened that day, and Leng Feng had never asked about it.

"Uncle Leng Ren, have you forgotten? Qianer's cultivation is at the high level of the martial artist realm. Ordinary people can't beat her easily." Zhao Qianer raised her fist and saw Leng's father wake up. She seemed very happy.

"It's good that the two of you are safe. I just don't know how Zhan'er is now." Leng's father sighed worriedly.

Hearing this, Leng Feng could not help but feel worried, but he still comforted him, "Father, you don't have to worry. With big brother's high rank martial artist cultivation, he will definitely be fine outside!"

While comforting his father, Leng Feng also secretly swore in his heart that if something really happened to Big Brother outside, then it wouldn't be just Leng Tian alone. When his own strength was strong, it would definitely cause chaos in the Great Elder's bloodline!

"I hope so!"

Leng's father thought about it and felt that it made sense. He turned to Leng Feng and said, "Feng, it has been hard on you these few days. Look at your dark circles. Quickly go back and rest. Qianer is here."

Leng Feng turned to look at Qianer who was nodding. He stretched and turned to walk out of the house.

Qianer looked at Leng Feng's tired back. She had a complicated look on her face. She thought to herself, "Brother Leng Feng, if one day Qianer did something wrong to you, would you forgive me?"

For some reason, Qianer's eyes had a trace of uneasiness and seemed to be a little lonely.

...

Leng Feng returned to his room and did not bury his head into sleep. Instead, he sat cross-legged on the bed and began cultivating.

Wisps of Origin Power flew into the three constantly rotating whirlpools like a swallow throwing into a forest. The energy that was used up was recovered very quickly. Leng Feng's strength was also increasing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After a night of cultivation, Leng Feng was one step closer to the realm of a high rank martial artist!

"Hu!"

Opening his eyes, Leng Feng prepared to go to the family's Martial Training Hall to choose an offensive martial skill to cultivate.