Li Kong’s movements instantly alerted the other two elderly men inside the sanatorium.
The first to arrive was that Martial Saint, whose presence was as swift and elusive as a phantom.
He appeared right outside Chen Feng’s villa.
The other elder followed shortly after.
At that moment, they just happened to see Chen Feng and the others stepping out of the villa.
“What’s going on?”
Chen Feng was taken aback when he saw the elder.
He usually looked weak and frail.
Never expected him to move so fast when it mattered.
Hurriedly, he explained, “Old Master Li is about to break through to Martial Saint.”
The elder’s expression softened slightly.
“Didn’t expect young Li to finally reach Martial Saint.”
Another elder chimed in, “If he hadn’t chosen to become some kind of association president back then, he might have broken through long ago.”
At this moment, the Martial Saint looked curiously at Grandpa Jin.
“You’ve broken through too?”
He recalled that when he first arrived, this old man seemed like an ordinary person with weak vitality.
But now, he clearly sensed a powerful aura—at least at the Martial Sovereign level.
Facing the Martial Saint’s question, Grandpa Jin respectfully replied, “My dantian was previously damaged, but I’ve restored it now.”
The two elders nodded in acknowledgment.
However, another elder asked, “Restored your dantian? Did you eat the Zhu Fruit?”
Grandpa Jin hurriedly said, “I only drank soup made from dinosaur meat.”
This puzzled the two elders even more.
They remembered that dinosaur meat didn’t seem to have such potent medicinal effects.
Just then, Chen Feng suddenly froze for a moment.
He glanced at Jin Youxi and said, “You didn’t put the Zhu Fruit into the soup, did you?”
Jin Youxi looked confused and uncertain. “Are you talking about the little tomatoes in the fridge?”
Chen Feng recalled that he had previously asked Liu Weiwei to put the rare herbs and treasures into the fridge.
Each plant’s Zhu Fruit had slight differences.
Now he roughly understood what had happened.
Looks like next time, they shouldn’t just toss things into the fridge randomly.
The group waited outside in the biting cold for several hours.
Finally, they heard hearty laughter coming from inside the villa.
Then Li Kong stepped out slowly.
The two elders congratulated him enthusiastically.
“Li, you’ve finally transcended to the Martial Saint realm.”
“I told you, it was time to retire long ago.”
Li Kong looked at Jin Youxi.
“All thanks to that meal you made!”
Jin Youxi smiled awkwardly.
She now knew for sure it wasn’t because of the soup she cooked.
It was because she had added the Zhu Fruit that her master had brought back.
After Li Kong’s successful promotion to Martial Saint,
everyone went back inside the villa.
Chen Feng immediately opened the fridge to check what was missing.
The thousand-year blood ginseng was gone.
Two Zhu Fruits were missing.
“My goodness! That pot of soup cost several hundred million!”
Only then did Li Kong realize what had happened.
It turned out Chen Feng, his disciple, had used Zhu Fruit and thousand-year blood ginseng to make the soup.
What a luxury!
Li Kong could guarantee this was the most extravagant soup he had ever drunk in his life.
Grandpa Jin was also stunned.
No wonder his injuries had healed, and his vitality had improved even further.
It turned out the soup contained a whole stalk of thousand-year blood ginseng.
His granddaughter was truly extravagant.
Thankfully, half of it went into his own belly.
If Li Kong had drunk it all, that would have been a huge loss.
……
The next morning, still groggy, Chen Feng was woken up by Jin Youxi.
“Master, that traitor is causing trouble again.”
“Ever since you left, she’s been kneeling there for half a month.”
“There are even saints online saying you lack gentlemanly manners.”
“It really pisses me off.”
“Today, I’m going to Kunlun City Sports Arena to duel the person who badmouthed you.”
After listening to his disciple’s explanation, Chen Feng quickly understood what was going on.
He hadn’t expected Xiao Ruohan to still dare to cause trouble.
Looks like he had been too gentle with her before.
But the most important thing was that Jin Youxi was even being challenged to a duel by someone else.
Chen Feng was speechless.
Girls fighting—why did it have to get so intense?
After breakfast, Chen Feng took Jin Youxi and Liu Weiwei to the entrance of the convalescent home.
Looking at that traitor who had betrayed him and caused trouble multiple times—the ungrateful snake—Chen Feng couldn’t summon even a shred of sympathy.
He looked coldly at Xiao Ruohan and said,
“Stop pretending. I know exactly what you want.”
“There’s no way I’m going to hand over the final move of the Dragon Subduing Palm to you.”
“Give up on that idea.”
Xiao Ruohan had long prepared herself for rejection, but she persisted,
“I’ll keep kneeling until you forgive me.”
“As long as you forgive me, I’ll do anything you ask.”
Chen Feng sneered,
“Fine, I’ll forgive you—on one condition. You have to cripple your own dantian.”
The moment he said that, Xiao Ruohan’s face instantly darkened.
She didn’t know how to respond.
Was that gentle man she remembered gone forever?
Destroying her dantian was out of the question.
Her whole goal was to learn the final move.
Destroying her dantian would be the exact opposite of that.
So all she could do was kneel even lower.
Jin Youxi glared at Xiao Ruohan, fuming,
“Think about what you did to Master—how can you still have the face to kneel here?”
“The people online insulting Master? They were definitely hired by you.”
“Trying to morally blackmail my Master? You’re disgusting.”
“Master, don’t be fooled by her.”
Xiao Ruohan was stunned.
She hadn’t expected Jin Youxi to throw baseless accusations at her.
Those people online weren’t hired by her.
“That damned loser!” Xiao Ruohan thought.
Before she betrayed her master, Jin Youxi had only dared to be meek in front of her.
Now, she was so bold.
Not only did she dare to challenge others to duels, but she was also slandering her behind her back.
If Chen Feng misunderstood, all the dignity and face she sacrificed to stage this pitiful act would be for nothing.
Xiao Ruohan’s anger flared, her face turning slightly red.
She looked at Chen Feng and tried to explain,
“I have nothing to do with those people online.”
“I just want you to forgive me.”
Jin Youxi immediately said,
“Master, don’t believe her.”
“I’m sure those people online were stirred up by her on purpose.”
“The ones who insulted the most fiercely—I suspect they’re all her alternate accounts.”
“Besides, I sneezed several times last night—I’m convinced she was cursing me from behind the scenes!”
After hearing Jin Youxi’s words, Liu Weiwei also said coldly,
“I never thought you’d stoop this low.”
“Always resorting to such dirty tricks.”
Grandpa Jin had also learned about this traitor Xiao Ruohan from his granddaughter during this time.
It completely shattered his values as a Daxia citizen.
Now that he himself was a Daxia person, he had once been proud of it.
But the appearance of Xiao Ruohan was nothing short of tarnishing his sacred identity as a proud member of the Great Xia.
Grandpa Jin unleashed the aura of a Martial Sovereign, his voice cold and scolding:
"Young and reckless, ungrateful and shameless—you’re truly bringing shame to Great Xia."
Chen Feng’s brow furrowed even deeper.
His gaze toward Xiao Ruohan grew increasingly hostile.
Faced with the crowd’s humiliation, Xiao Ruohan’s temper flared.
Heaven have mercy!
She really hadn’t created any alternate accounts to insult Chen Feng.
Nor had she conspired with those online trolls to bash him.
Those brainless little cuties love to stand on their moral high ground—what did she have to do with any of it?
That damned Jin Youxi had the nerve to recklessly smear dirt on her name.
The worst part was, even sneezing somehow got blamed on her.
At this moment, Xiao Ruohan finally lost her composure—she simply couldn’t hold it in any longer.
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