Chaos Heavenly Emperor Technique

Chapter 1854: Chapter 1855: You Don’t Have Any! (Third Update)

Two days later, in the sky over the western part of Iron Ice City, unusual phenomena were stirring.

With Ling Feng working tirelessly without sleep for two consecutive days, the Blood Essence Rebuilding Pill was finally refined successfully.

Moreover, he managed to refine three pills in one go!

Among them, two even featured the eighth-level Elixir Pattern!

"Really... really refined?"

Yeu Junyao was completely stunned by the scene before her, witnessing Ling Feng’s skillful technique in collecting the pills, leading to the successful refinement of three high-level Blood Essence Rebuilding Pills!

She simply couldn’t believe that a young man of similar age to her possessed such profound alchemy accomplishments.

After all, the Jiuli Divine Race is naturally capable of wielding the Jiuli Fire, making their control of flames arguably the most gifted on the Xuanling Continent.

Yet, even among the Jiuli Divine Race, alchemy masters of such accomplishment are usually old men in their seventies or eighties.

"This damned boy, he... he actually..." freewēbnoveℓ.com

Yeu Junyao stuttered, staring in disbelief at Ling Feng, thinking perhaps his greatest talent was alchemy?

What a pity he wasn’t part of the Divine Race, otherwise, such alchemical genius would undoubtedly thrive anywhere, receiving attention even within the Jiuli Divine Race.

"Whew..."

Ling Feng slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, thankful that his Divine Power had improved significantly; otherwise, refining these Blood Essence Rebuilding Pills might have exhausted him to the point of fainting.

After storing the Yin Yang Xuanhuo Tripod safely, Ling Feng finally exited the Alchemy Room.

Luckily, this was Iron Ice City, at the foot of East Spirit Immortal Pond’s mountain; otherwise, the Heaven and Earth Phenomenon stirred by his alchemy might have attracted countless martial artists to compete for them.

"Hey, damned kid, let me see your Blood Essence Rebuilding Pills!"

Upon exiting, Yeu Junyao immediately approached, extending a fair, jade-like hand, opened and placed before Ling Feng.

"You don’t have any broken hands or legs! What’s there to see?"

Ling Feng’s gaze scanned Yeu Junyao, and upon seeing her chest, he slowly remarked, "My Blood Essence Rebuilding Pill is for limb regeneration, not for enhancing your chest!"

This Yeu Junyao, though tall and exceedingly beautiful, unfortunately, her chest wasn’t flat, but compared to other young women of the same age, she was quite lacking.

Speaking of Lan Yingying nearby, while Yeu Junyao’s beauty surpassed Lan Yingying’s, with no comparison, there was no harm; Lan Yingying was simply on another level.

"You!"

Yeu Junyao almost spat blood in anger, shielding her chest, retreating several steps, "Damned kid, if you keep staring, I’ll gouge out your eyes!"

"What are you looking at? You don’t have any!"

Ling Feng’s voice was calm yet stabbed deep into Yeu Junyao’s heart.

"Damned kid! I’ll kill you!"

Yeu Junyao was fuming, wishing she could bite Ling Feng, this infuriating bastard, to death.

"Only if you can beat me."

Ling Feng spared Yeu Junyao a glance and slowly said, "Alright, if you’re not fighting, don’t waste my time."

Having said that, Ling Feng ignored the woman and went straight to Feeng Yan’s room.

Following Ling Feng’s instructions, Feeng Yan had been soaking in a medicinal bath for the past two days, keeping his body’s flesh as active as possible.

"Damned! Damned! Damned!"

Yeu Junyao stomped in anger, the tiny bit of goodwill she’d just developed towards Ling Feng completely vanished.

...

"Brother Feeng, here is the Blood Essence Rebuilding Pill. Consume one first, and in critical moments, consume the second. I think it should be about right!"

Ling Feng handed all three Blood Essence Rebuilding Pills to Feeng Yan and reminded him, "Take the one with the Elixir Pattern first; it’s far more effective."

"Hmm."

Feeng Yan nodded, looking at his empty sleeve on the right shoulder, feeling a few apprehensions in his heart.

He certainly hoped for his right hand to regrow, but feared failure. After all, joining broken limbs isn’t difficult, but regenerating a limb is quite another matter.

Moreover, his right arm was broken so completely, and so much time had already passed.

The hope for limb regeneration seemed rather slim.

"Don’t overthink, I’ll give it my all."

Ling Feng took out a row of Golden Needles; he needed to use the Life Rejuvenation Needle to accelerate the growth of a new arm for Feeng Yan with the power of Blood Essence from the Blood Essence Rebuilding Pill.

This was a challenge for Ling Feng as well; although the lower half of the Supreme Mysterious Acupuncture Scripture contained similar records, the previous records only covered finger regeneration, while he was attempting arm regeneration.

This difficulty was undoubtedly multiplied several times, if not dozens.

"Are you ready?"

Ling Feng asked once again. ƒreeωebnovel.ƈom

"Hmm."

Feeng Yan swallowed a Blood Essence Rebuilding Pill, feeling numbness behind him, followed by a sensation of tearing all over his body that nearly made his soul tremble.

Ling Feng’s expression was grave as he held eight Life Rejuvenation Needles, continuously guiding the Blood Essence’s power from the pill to Feeng Yan’s right arm wound, the previously healed wound reopening.

Meanwhile, Ling Feng needed to reconnect his muscles and veins, allowing him to control the newly grown arm.

The entire process was evidently lengthy.

For Feeng Yan, it was torment; for Ling Feng, it was the same.

An hour.

Two hours.

...

Finally, by noon the second day, both Ling Feng and Feeng Yan were drenched in sweat like they had been fished out of the sea.

However, hard work pays off; Feeng Yan’s right arm had regrown!

After the limb regenerated, Feeng Yan fainted; the intense pain had exhausted him thoroughly.

However, the suffering he endured wasn’t in vain, as the newly grown arm contained the formidable energy of the eighth-level Blood Essence Rebuilding Pill, making the arm undoubtedly stronger than the original one. Once he recovers, his strength will naturally rise to a higher level.

"Young Master Ling, thank you!"

Outside the door, Fatty Huang and Lan Yingying both knelt in front of Ling Feng, their eyes full of gratitude.

"What’s this about, get up quickly." Ling Feng hurriedly helped them stand.

"Young Master Ling, you don’t know, ever since Brother Feeng lost his arm, though he never showed any sadness in front of us, he secretly felt melancholy in the silent night. I know everything; he’s just that kind of person who bears everything alone. Now, it’s better, he no longer has to silently endure this pain!"

Fatty Huang said tearfully.

"Take good care of Brother Feeng!"

Ling Feng gently patted Fatty Huang’s shoulder. Feeng Yan was fortunate to have a good brother like Fatty Huang and a loyal friend like Lan Yingying.

"I have some matters to attend to, so I’ll be leaving first. A little over a month from now will be the East Spirit Immortal Pond’s disciple recruitment; we’ll meet again then!"

Ling Feng laughed heartily, looking back at the still-angry Yeu Junyao, and said calmly, "I need to return to the sect; it’s inconvenient to have you following. Stay here for now."

"Hmph, it’s just a minor Holy Land, I can go as I please, come and go without hindrance, what’s inconvenient about it!"

Yeu Junyao stood with her hands on her hips, displaying a defiant expression.

Ling Feng shook his head, thinking carefully; with his current role as Young Emperor, bringing an outsider to the Young Emperor Mansion as a guest wouldn’t be criticized. If this woman roamed freely, trouble was inevitable. For now, it seemed he had to bring her along.