Chaos Heavenly Emperor Technique

Chapter 1877: Chapter 1878: The Origin of the Little Golden Fish (Part 1)

Ling Feng hurriedly reached out and grabbed Elder Turtle’s arm, placing it on his meridian, sensing carefully for a moment, and a trace of ecstatic delight appeared on his face.

Elder Turtle is indeed not dead!

Although Elder Turtle has a fatal wound on his body, with his heart pierced by a sword, the terrifying Sword Qi almost shredded his entire chest, with crimson blood staining his chest.

However, Elder Turtle managed to retain the last trace of Vitality using the Turtle Breathing Technique.

This is why Ling Feng could sense that his Vitality Map has not extinguished.

If delayed further, Elder Turtle might feign death with the Turtle Breathing Technique, but ultimately couldn’t escape death.

"Elder Turtle hasn’t died yet!"

Ling Feng propped Elder Turtle’s body upright, turned to Elder Whale, and said solemnly, "Elder Whale, help me hold Elder Turtle, I’ll restore his Vitality Map!"

Elder Whale’s face froze, astonishment in his voice, "Really? This old guy, he’s indeed not dead!"

"That’s right! Elder Turtle is indeed not dead!"

Ling Feng immediately took out the Life Rejuvenation Needle. Back then, with only the upper part of the Supreme Mysterious Acupuncture Scripture studied, he was able to extend Yue Zhonglian’s life with the Life Rejuvenation Needle; now, Ling Feng’s power has greatly advanced, and he has obtained the lower volume of the Supreme Mysterious Acupuncture Scripture, so using the Life Rejuvenation Needle Array is even easier.

"Great! Great!"

Elder Whale laughed heartily, "They say, ’A thousand-year-old tortoise, a ten-thousand-year-old turtle,’ you old turtle, truly won’t kick the bucket that easily!"

"Little friend, thank you!"

With excitement, Elder Whale quickly steadied Elder Turtle; the Heavenly Origin Saint Emperor, the Five Hall Masters, and numerous disciples and Elders all gazed intently in this direction.

The three Quasi-Saints are one of the symbols of strength of the East Spirit Immortal Pond.

Now, with Elder Dragon dead, it’s already a huge loss, but if Elder Turtle can "resurrect," it’s undoubtedly excellent news for the East Spirit Immortal Pond.

Ling Feng took a deep breath, picked up the Life Rejuvenation Needle, and began reconstructing Elder Turtle’s Vitality Map.

The entire process lasted for about an hour.

Ling Feng was drenched in sweat like rain, while Elder Turtle groaned a few times, slowly waking up.

"Cough, cough..."

Elder Turtle coughed lightly, slowly opened his eyes, and saw not those fierce and evil Blood Shadow Alliance disciples but faces filled with concern.

"Old fellow, you sure can’t die, huh!" Elder Whale laughed loudly, seeing Elder Turtle awake seemed to lift his spirits.

"Elder Turtle, how are you feeling?"

Biluo Saintess approached; although Elder Turtle was indeed sometimes disrespectful, he was still a respectable old man.

"Elder Turtle, you’re finally awake."

Ling Feng wiped the sweat off his forehead; Elder Turtle’s cultivation was very high, and restoring his Vitality Map was much harder than when he restored Yue Zhonglian’s.

Fortunately, over the years, Ling Feng’s abilities have grown immensely, otherwise, saving Elder Turtle today might not have been possible.

"Good, good!"

Tears welled up in Elder Turtle’s eyes.

When he saw Ling Feng, he understood everything.

No matter how the process unfolded, everything he foresaw back then turned out true.

Ling Feng is truly a Heavenly Destiny Person destined to save East Spirit Immortal Pond from disaster!

"Elder Turtle, your injuries are severe, you should rest well."

Ling Feng took out some Elixirs to restore Qi Blood Power, speaking softly, "It’s all over. You need to recover quickly, so East Spirit Immortal Pond can thrive again!"

Elder Turtle laboriously raised his hand, patting Ling Feng’s shoulder, his face filled with tears, "Good! Good!"

...

Afterwards, it was mostly arranging post-incident affairs.

This time, East Spirit Immortal Pond suffered heavy casualties; the three Quasi-Saints and Eight Hall Masters all had losses, while other Elders and disciples suffered varying degrees of damage, with an estimated death count exceeding five hundred.

And these deceased need to be gathered and properly buried.

As for the corpses of Blood Shadow Alliance disciples, they must naturally be burned to avoid a terrible stench.

Next is the sect rebuilding work, as many buildings were damaged this time, requiring significant manpower and resources to repair.

As for recruiting new disciples, after discussion among the upper levels, they decided to proceed as usual; after all, East Spirit Immortal Pond suffered severe losses this time and needs to absorb fresh blood.

However, the standards for acceptance remain as high as before; it’s better to have a shortage than to lower demands.

After the battle on that day, Ling Feng returned to his Young Emperor Mansion for secluded cultivation.

He secluded himself for a full half month.

This breakthrough to Emperor Realm was somewhat rushed, immediately followed by consecutive intense battles, leaving almost no time to solidify his realm.

Within those half months, Ling Feng finally solidified his foundations, making significant progress in Qi Refinement, Soul Refining, and Body Refinement.

Now, if he were to encounter strong Half-Saint figures like Qing Mingzi, he might not lack the power to contend one-on-one.

Bear in mind, he’s only an Initial Stage Emperor, yet has strength comparable to the Half-Saint level, which is truly out of the ordinary.

"Whew..."

Slowly exhaling impure air, after he dealt with Yuann Yangzi on that day, he entrusted Yeu Junyao to escort Jiang Xiaofan and the others back to Iron Ice City. He wonders how they are now.

Time has passed half a month, perhaps Xiao Fan and the others have already been absorbed into the East Spirit Immortal Pond.

With their talent and aptitude, unless deliberately impeded, entering the Inner Sect is a given.

"Now, it’s time to investigate the origins of that Little Golden Fish."

Ling Feng squinted his eyes, moved his mind directly into the Five Elements Heavenly Palace.

With a flash of purple light, Ling Feng directly arrived at the Water Origin Realm.

At this moment, Little Golden Fish was happily swimming in a lake, which seemed to greatly enjoy the environment of the Five Elements Heavenly Palace.

Detecting Ling Feng’s presence, Little Golden Fish leapt up, jumped directly from the lake, surrounded by a stream, swirling in mid-air, its ability to control water is exceedingly superb.

"I didn’t have time to thank you for that previous incident!"

Ling Feng looked at Little Golden Fish, logically, given its extraordinary power level, combined with its spirited demeanor, it should be able to speak by now.

Yet, Little Golden Fish merely glanced at Ling Feng, flicked its tail, and jumped back into the lake, seemingly uninterested in Ling Feng’s topic.

A faint light flashed, the Despicable Donkey seemed to also notice Ling Feng’s presence and jumped over from the Wood Origin Realm, crossing its hooves in front of its chest, standing side by side with Ling Feng.

"Hey, Ling Feng boy, it’s not that this Divine Beast isn’t loyal, you know, even if this Divine Beast stepped forward, it’d just mean death before a Saint Level expert!"

The Despicable Donkey glanced at Ling Feng with a hint of guilt.

"It’s okay, I didn’t mean to blame you."

Ling Feng shook his head with a smile; the Despicable Donkey had indeed changed. If it were the past, he wouldn’t have offered an explanation, instead feeling it was all natural.

That’s why Ling Feng was increasingly tolerant of the Despicable Donkey’s usual greed and cunning because, in its heart, it still regarded him as a companion.

"Heh heh!"

Upon hearing Ling Feng’s words, the Despicable Donkey chuckled, squinting at the Little Golden Fish in the lake, laughingly said, "Ling Feng boy, you want to know about the origins of this Little Golden Fish, don’t you?"