Extreme Almightiest Young Master

Chapter 412 What’s Wrong with Leng Mei?

From what Lin Feng had implied, it was his first time helping someone break through a bottleneck, which made it even more puzzling. The idea of leveraging external force to break through a bottleneck is something most cultivators wouldn’t even consider, for from the moment one enters the ranks of cultivators, everyone knows the iron rule that cultivation is a matter of personal endeavor. This is why there are so many Cultivation Techniques and spells for everyone to learn.

When Zhou Yang was at the National Special Operations Division, more than half of the people were stuck at the peak of A-level, and some of them had been stuck for more than a decade or even two decades without successfully breaking through to the AA level, highlighting the difficulty of overcoming this seemingly insurmountable gulf.

In novels, the concept of directly transferring power to help others break through instantly simply doesn’t exist in the real Cultivation World. It’s merely a flight of fancy. Real cultivators must follow the proper paths, striving for breakthroughs on their own, with no other alternatives!

Yet, this iron rule seemed to tear like paper in Lin Feng’s case. Without much effort, he had helped Brother Wang break through to the AAA level. He was truly a unique phenomenon within the entire Cultivation World. Just as Brother Wang had said, if this information wasn’t handled well and leaked out, the ensuing trouble would be unimaginable, even potentially igniting full-scale wars between the major powers...

"Lin... Lin Feng, I want to ask, can my injuries be healed?" Zhou Yang looked at Lin Feng, who sat calmly sipping his tea. Suddenly, his heart skipped a beat. Seeing that Lin Feng could help Brother Wang break through and that he had approached the matter from a medical perspective, his medical expertise must be incredibly advanced. So... could his injuries possibly be healed?

With this thought, Zhou Yang felt an intense surge of hope. Even if he couldn’t recover to his former peak A-level, he would be thrilled to regain half of his original strength. Thus, Zhou Yang expressed his desire for Lin Feng to heal his injuries.

"Let me have a look before I say anything," Lin Feng said, glancing at Zhou Yang. During the trip back to Tianhai, Zhou Yang had been very helpful, and he was a very decent person in his own right. Since he wanted to heal his injuries, it wouldn’t hurt to take a look, although Lin Feng was unsure of the extent of the damage.

Hearing Lin Feng’s willingness to take a look, Zhou Yang immediately rolled up his sleeve, sat beside Lin Feng, and extended his hand for Lin Feng to take his pulse.

Lin Feng didn’t stand on ceremony, naturally placing his hand onto Zhou Yang’s wrist and closing his eyes to diagnose the injuries.

After a while, Lin Feng opened his eyes and saw the excitement on Zhou Yang’s face. He knew how much Zhou Yang wanted to be a top fighter again, but the situation in his body was terribly bad. It’s fair to say that it was a miracle he had survived at all.

"How is it?" As soon as Lin Feng opened his eyes, Zhou Yang asked anxiously. Many medical experts had examined his injuries and they were all helpless. Ordinary doctors could only address physical health issues but were clueless about a cultivator’s injuries. After getting injured, Zhou Yang only healed his physical wounds, while the issues with his meridians remained unresolved.

"The situation isn’t great, but there is a way to help, though a full recovery isn’t possible. Depending on how it goes, you might recover up to 70%, maybe 80% if lucky," Lin Feng said thoughtfully before answering Zhou Yang. His problem still had a solution, albeit a rather troublesome one.

"What needs to be done? What do I need to do?" On hearing Lin Feng’s words, Zhou Yang stood up, overtaken by excitement. He wouldn’t have believed anyone else, but Lin Feng’s words gave him unwavering confidence.

The mere thought of regaining his former prowess sent waves of elation through Zhou Yang. Since the accident that nearly took his life, he had longed to return to his high-level status. After years of hoping, an unexpected opportunity arose today that could make his dream come true, which was almost too joyful for him to handle!

"When we return, I’ll give you a prescription. You gather the ingredients, and then I will treat you. Don’t rush it; patience is key, especially since some of the ingredients are difficult to acquire," Lin Feng said, seeing Zhou Yang’s eagerness to recover. He wanted to reassure Zhou Yang, knowing how challenging it could be to procure certain ingredients.

"Okay, okay! As long as there’s hope and a method, that’s all that matters. I’ve waited for so many years; a little longer won’t hurt, especially now that there’s hope. Don’t worry, I’ll make sure to find all the ingredients!" Zhou Yang responded immediately, acknowledging Lin Feng’s intentions and expressing his commitment to handling everything diligently without rushing.

Yet, the thought of regaining his strength made Zhou Yang unable to contain his happiness and excitement. While he knew he had to gather the ingredients before Lin Feng could help him, the hope he felt now was something he had never experienced before—only today had he learned from Lin Feng that his injuries could indeed be healed...

Zhou Yang felt incredibly moved now; Lin Feng was truly his benefactor. Since he had appeared last year, he’d been constantly achieving feats. With the help of Mayor Leng, he had managed to depose Director Liu Jilong and helped Zhou Yang ascend from the position of deputy director. And now, Lin Feng could heal his old injuries. He... he was simply miraculous, a young man capable of doing the incredible—no one else in the world but Lin Feng!

"Enough, no need to worry anymore, Zhou Yang. Rest assured, as soon as the ingredients are ready, my junior brother will certainly help. Speaking of which, junior brother, what are your plans? Do you intend to stay at the school indefinitely?" Wang Anjun, seeing the matters at hand were mostly settled, took the initiative to steer the conversation in a different direction. While he was still immensely excited, there were things only brothers could discuss in private. For now, changing the subject to something more relaxed seemed appropriate.

"I’ll stick with this for now. I certainly won’t stay at the school forever. I’m waiting for an opportunity."

"Opportunity?"

"Hmm, the old man told me to engage with the world because staying with him had become meaningless."

"So you just ran off to university?"

"Yeah, the old man gave me a letter to go, but I never dreamed that it wasn’t just any letter—it was a marriage arrangement."

"Ah! How did a marriage arrangement come into play?"

Wang Anjun and Lin Feng started chatting about everything. After all, the purpose of today’s outing was to relax, so in no time, all three of them got into the mood, chatting about everything under the sun and sipping tea, as time just seemed to fly by...

In the blink of an eye, the three of them spent the entire day drinking tea there. Only when they noticed the changing twilight did they realize how late it had gotten, and Zhou Yang took the lead in finding a very distinctive private restaurant to go drinking.

...

A day went by in a flash, and Ding Wan’er, without realizing it, had been busy the whole day. Once she finally got a chance to stop, she thought of Leng Mei again. Checking the time, she saw it was not yet time to leave work, so she grabbed a coat and immediately headed out the door, rushing toward the language college, hoping to find Leng Mei and have a talk with her.

But when Ding Wan’er arrived at Leng Mei’s office, she still didn’t find her there. She immediately felt it was very odd. Sister Leng, like her, was famously dedicated to her job. If she hadn’t encountered some issue, she definitely wouldn’t skip work. Could it be that Sister Leng had...

The more Ding Wan’er thought about it, the more worried she became. She tried calling Leng Mei’s phone again, only to find it was turned off. That made her even more anxious, and so, in a rush, she headed toward the parking lot, determined to find Leng Mei. She didn’t even respond to the greetings from people she passed by and hurriedly left the language college.

What’s wrong with the principal?

Why is she in such a hurry?

Did the principal encounter some problem?

...

Watching Ding Wan’er leave in such a hurry, not even responding to people’s greetings, everyone was left standing there in confusion. This kind of behavior had never been seen from Ding Wan’er before. Normally, whenever someone greeted her, she would always respond with a smile, but what could have happened today to make the usually composed Ding Wan’er so flustered? It was indeed a strange occurrence.

Ding Wan’er was aware that others were watching her, but all she could think about was Leng Mei. She was worried about her, and finding Sister Leng was her top priority; everything else seemed trivial. Ding Wan’er even considered calling Lin Feng to also help look, but then decided against it. It would be better if she went to find Sister Leng herself, as she suspected it had to do with what happened at last night’s birthday party. Ding Wan’er couldn’t help but wonder how Sister Leng was now...

Getting into her car, Ding Wan’er headed straight for Leng Mei’s home. In no time, she arrived there and knocked on the door. The door was opened by Leng Mei’s housekeeper, who was just about to leave for the day.

"Miss has been drinking a lot of alcohol since this morning, just sitting in the living room all day without eating anything," the housekeeper informed Ding Wan’er, recognizing her from previous visits, and wasted no time informing Ding Wan’er of Leng Mei’s condition.

"Alright, I understand. You go off work," Ding Wan’er said, feeling a pang in her heart when she heard the housekeeper’s words. She knew Sister Leng might be upset, but she hadn’t realized the effect it was having on Leng Mei. These matters, however, needed to be discussed just between the two of them. So she took the initiative to ask the housekeeper to leave, to properly talk with Sister Leng.

"Goodbye, I’ll leave now. I’ll leave Miss in your care," the housekeeper was a perceptive person. Some things were better left unknown, and sensing Ding Wan’er’s intentions when asked to leave, she took her cue to leave and stepped down the stairs, walking away.