Extreme Almightiest Young Master

Chapter 1079 - 1077: Sanctuaries Can Be Created

In the blink of an eye, two days had passed. During these two days, Lin Feng hadn’t done anything in particular; he just wandered around the campus non-stop and also strolled around the nearby area of Yingbo University. He already had a rough idea in his mind and was ready to start his subsequent arrangements.

The third morning, just as Lin Feng arrived at school with Ding Wan’er, he received a call from Leng Hui, who said he was at Yingbo University and the three old fellows were waiting to see him. Lin Feng smiled indifferently at this – it had been some days since he’d seen the three old men. After dropping Ding Wan’er off at the office, he headed to Ding Yi’s villa.

Upon entering the villa, he was surprised to see the three elders intently playing chess in the living room. Without making a sound, Lin Feng walked over. The three elders were so focused on their game that not one of them noticed Lin Feng’s arrival.

"Old Scholar, you numbskull, how could you move there - aren’t you just handing the win to Old Soldier?" Qian Rong, who was agitatedly watching from the side, said to Ding Yi. He was playing against Leng Hui with Ding Yi, and although his own chess skills weren’t great, he didn’t want Leng Hui to win too easily.

"Old Roue, can’t you calm down for a moment?" A look of pride spread across Leng Hui’s face. When it came to chess skills, even Ding Yi and Qian Rong combined were no match for him. He was now eager for Lin Feng to come and give him a proper challenge.

"Old Soldier, after all these years, you still don’t know what he’s like. We’ve lost this game, I’m well aware of that," Ding Yi said calmly at that moment. He knew the situation of the chessboard all too well; there was no chance of winning. So, he was in good spirits, knowing that once Lin Feng arrived, someone could surely beat Leng Hui.

"No way, we can’t let him off the hook!"

"Old Roue, it’s your turn to play!"

"If I must, then I must!"

...

Qian Rong cared deeply about this game; they had started off well, but how come things weren’t going right in the middle game? He refused to believe in bad luck. After a few casual remarks, Qian Rong took over for Ding Yi, determined to see if there was still a chance to turn the game around.

However, after only two moves, he felt something was terribly wrong. From the sidelines, he could still see somewhat clearly, but now that it was his turn to play, he understood how much pressure Ding Yi had faced. The current situation made him feel like every move he made was a mistake, giving him a sense of helpless defeat. Stubborn as ever, Qian Rong scratched his head non-stop, trying to find a strategy. Finally, he couldn’t bear it any longer and placed a piece in the upper right corner of the board.

"Ah, there’s even less chance of salvage now. I didn’t expect Old Soldier’s chess skills to have improved so much. If not for that brat Lin Feng, this guy wouldn’t be so smug," Ding Yi remarked as he watched Qian Rong make his move, shaking his head with a slight smile. Leng Hui’s chess skills were already formidable, akin to a grandmaster, and now had reached a new level, leaving him and Old Roue completely out of options. If not for Lin Feng, how could Old Soldier’s chess skills have become so impressive?

Hearing Ding Yi’s words, Leng Hui wanted to join in the conversation, but before he could speak, a voice rang out nearby.

"Who says there’s no chance of recovery?"

Watching the three elders play chess was quite amusing, especially with Qian Rong scratching his head in frustration. Lin Feng spoke calmly, a smile appearing on his face. These three old men, whenever they got together, it was all about chess, without any other concerns.

"Swish!"

As Lin Feng spoke, the three elders finally realized he was there and turned their gazes towards him. In an instant, all three of them broke into smiles.

"You little rascal, come on, take down that Old Soldier so he stops bullying me and Old Scholar all the time," said Qian Rong, bouncing up from his chair and dragging Lin Feng down into it. He felt so frustrated with the game that he really wanted Lin Feng to win one for them.

"Yeah, take him down for us, this Old Soldier only knows how to pick on people now!" added Ding Yi from the side, looking forward to seeing Leng Hui take on Lin Feng. He was simply no match for Leng Hui and wouldn’t be playing if Leng Hui hadn’t roped him in.

"Alright, let’s finish this game. I want to see how you turn it around," said Leng Hui at that moment, without a trace of displeasure. He greatly admired Lin Feng’s chess skills but definitely considered the current game to be all but lost. He was genuinely curious to see how Lin Feng could turn this hopeless situation around.

Seeing the three elders agree, Lin Feng said nothing more, picked up a chess piece with a smile, and placed it on the board, continuing to play what seemed to be an already doomed game with Leng Hui.

"What is this?"

"How strange!"

"What’s going on here?"

...

Lin Feng moved quickly, but with every piece he placed, the situation on the board changed a bit. It wasn’t that he was encroaching on Leng Hui’s territory, but rather that he seemed to be deliberately courting death, which baffled the elders. They couldn’t understand Lin Feng’s intent – his moves were clearly suicidal. How could this possibly turn the game around?

However, after Lin Feng had placed his tenth piece and lost even more of his already scarce territory, the chessboard suddenly underwent a change. There were now several empty spots on the board, giving Lin Feng room to display his chess strategy.

"This...this is..."

Ding Yi and Qian Rong hadn’t figured it out yet, but Leng Hui, who was well-versed in the ways of chess, saw it right away. He exclaimed in surprise, recognizing Lin Feng’s tactics: "Turning desperate situations into survival, finding life within certain death"... This kind of strategy could only be executed by Lin Feng.

"Indeed, it’s exactly as you think," Lin Feng said with a smile upon seeing Leng Hui’s reaction. Leng Hui’s chess skills had indeed improved a lot from before, capable of discerning his intent, and to this Lin Feng was not at all surprised.

Ding Yi and the rogue spectated bewilderedly from the sidelines, not understanding the meaning behind Leng Hui and Lin Feng’s conversation. Neither of them pondered over it; their skill in chess was not high, and not being able to figure it out was no big deal. They would naturally understand everything once the game ended.

Following this, Lin Feng began his counterattack, like an endless torrential river. Faced with this, Leng Hui too lost his composure, his move placement becoming increasingly difficult, and worry lines started to appear on his face, sensing that the situation was turning grim.

Before long, Leng Hui could no longer hold on and conceded the game. Although not necessarily defeated, continuing the game against Lin Feng’s bordering-on-miraculous chess skills was pointless.

"It could only be you; nobody else could turn the game around like this. I guess no one in the world could match you in chess," Leng Hui said, looking at Lin Feng with an expression of admiration. He was actually quite happy to lose to Lin Feng; the stronger Lin Feng was, the happier he felt.

"You could do it too. It’s not that hard," Lin Feng responded to Leng Hui with a smile. Leng Hui’s chess skills indeed had the potential, but his style was different, which puzzled him, that’s all.

"You rascal, you’re the formidable one, haha, finally someone has vented my frustration!" Upon seeing Leng Hui conceding, Qian Rong couldn’t be more thrilled, patting Lin Feng’s shoulder happily and thought to himself that this son-in-law indeed brought glory to them and was the only one capable of dealing with Old Soldier.

"Forget it, let’s go, we’ll chat!" At this moment, Ding Yi stood up, suggesting with a cheerful voice. With Lin Feng’s rare visit, there was no need to waste all the time on the chessboard, a nice conversation would be more substantial.

Hearing Ding Yi’s proposal, Leng Hui and Lin Feng also got up, and the four of them walked together towards the small pavilion outside the villa.

In that familiar pavilion, the four sat down, brewed a pot of tea, and started their conversation.

"It’s been a while, Lin Feng. Where have you been during this time?" Leng Hui was the first to ask. In fact, he had been wanting to visit for a while, but his granddaughter told him that Lin Feng wasn’t around, which delayed his visit.

"Yeah, Lin Feng, Duoduo said you went to some special place, to some Hidden World families?" Qian Rong chimed in after hearing Leng Hui’s question, curious about this special place Lin Feng had gone.

"Wan’er didn’t tell me much either, told me to wait for your return to ask you," Ding Yi was just as curious about Lin Feng’s whereabouts during this time. His granddaughter had merely mentioned Lin Feng being out and would take some time to return. In a blink of an eye, more than a month had passed, and now he wanted to know what it was all about.

"I’ve been to a place called Hidden World. It’s somewhat different from our current world, a world belonging to cultivators. It’s filled with powerful beings and unimaginable Demon Beasts, and countless Spiritual Medicines not found in the secular world. In a sense, Hidden World is almost completely cut off from our current world. And the Prominent Families of the Hidden World are among the most powerful forces there. I am now mentoring some children in one of these families."

Seeing the three old men’s surprise, Lin Feng smiled lightly. There was no need to hide anything from his own people, so he shared a bit about Hidden World to give them a simple understanding.

"Such a world exists?"

"Unheard of! That’s incredible!"

"A world for cultivators... Isn’t that like a holy land for cultivation!"

When the three old men heard what Lin Feng said, they were completely astonished. They never imagined such a world existed—a world entirely for cultivators with countless cultivators within. It was simply too inconceivable! They couldn’t imagine that such a world existed...

"Sometimes, a holy land can be created. If Spiritual Energy can be gathered and maintained in abundance, even the secular world can achieve it," Lin Feng commented calmly, seeing their astonished reactions. This was his aspiration; something he couldn’t do before but was capable of now.

"What? How is that possible!"

"Lin Feng, you... you can do that?"

"Is this... is this for real? Can that actually be achieved?"

Hearing Lin Feng’s words, the three old men were flabbergasted and speechless, shocked by what Lin Feng said. They thought it was impossible, that someone could create a holy land... They would never believe it if it was so simple, then could Hidden World still be called hidden?

All of a sudden, the three old men turned their gazes toward Lin Feng, their eyes filled with disbelief. It wasn’t that they didn’t trust Lin Feng, but his words were truly unbelievable. They were, in fact, eager to see how Lin Feng would accomplish this...