The Art of Chaotic Divinity-Chapter 101: Revisiting Old Places!

With Wen Tingguang's speed, it didn't take long for the two of them to leave the imperial capital's boundaries and head towards the direction of the Xianzong Mountains.

Throughout the journey, the scenery was picturesque and breathtakingly beautiful.

Unlike the urgency felt during their previous journey, Wen Tingguang seemed less in a hurry. Every time they reached a city, he would even stop and introduce Ling Feng to local delicacies and fine wines.

With Wen Tingguang accompanying him, Ling Feng naturally felt no rush. This way, he had time in the evenings to practice the True Art of Xuanyuan.

I must say, the True Art of Xuanyuan is indeed several levels above the Wenxian Qi Refining Technique.

After cultivating the True Art of Xuanyuan, Ling Feng felt that although his realm hadn't changed, the true qi in his body seemed to be condensed and compressed several times over. When executing the Boundless Sword Steps, he could easily extend it to three hours, instead of the usual half an hour.

Indeed, earth-tier techniques are truly extraordinary.

Wen Tingguang evidently noticed Ling Feng's transformation and nodded approvingly to himself.

It was the first time he had witnessed someone transitioning so swiftly into a favorable state after switching to a new cultivation technique.

In the blink of an eye, three days had passed.

Wen Tingguang and Ling Feng, flew through the air with moderate speed, allowing them to leisurely appreciate the magnificent and enchanting landscapes of mountains and rivers.

"Brother Ling Feng, your cultivation speed is quite impressive. Just a couple of days ago, you switched to the True Art of Xuanyuan, and today, you've already completely transformed all the true qi in your body into Xuanyuan true qi. Your talent is truly extraordinary!"

Wen Tingguang grabbed Ling Feng's shoulder and scrutinized him for a while. Finally, unable to contain himself, he let out a sigh of amazement.

"Maybe the True Art of Xuanyuan suits me better," Ling Feng said modestly with a smile. By activating his Human Dao Eye daily and absorbing the spiritual energy of the world, his cultivation speed in one breath equaled a month's worth for an ordinary person.

"Oh, by the way, where are we now?" Ling Feng changed the subject.

"We're in Yunxi District, and not far ahead is Feiliu City," Wen Tingguang chuckled, his eyes sparkling with excitement. "The Feiliu Spring Wine in Feiliu City is truly excellent. Should I take you to experience it?"

Ling Feng shook his head, smiling. It seemed that Wen Tingguang and his master could indeed become the closest of friends.

"I'll pass on the wine, but I have a relative in Feiliu City. I'm not sure if he's still there, but I'd like to go and check."

Ling Feng couldn't help but feel a wave of emotion. It was from Feiliu City that he had set out initially, guided by the outer sect elder from Wenxian Sect, embarking on his journey in the path of martial arts.

He also wondered if his grandfather, Ling Kun, was still in this place.

Perhaps his grandfather would continue his travels as a wandering physician. However, Ling Feng always held a glimmer of hope in his heart, hoping to see Ling Kun again.

Even though Ling Kun was not his biological grandfather, in his heart, Ling Kun was the only family he had left.

"Relative?" Wen Tingguang was puzzled, looking at Ling Feng with curiosity.

"Mhmm, my grandfather."

"W-w-what?" Wen Tingguang shivered all over, nearly causing him and Ling Feng to fall from the sky. Fortunately, he reacted quickly, swiftly maintaining balance. However, he still looked at Ling Feng with a shocked expression, "The Medical Saint is still alive?"

"Not my biological grandfather, but an old servant who raised me since childhood. In my heart, he is as important as a real grandfather to me."

"I see."

Wen Tingguang chuckled. The possibility that the Medical Saint had not actually met his demise made this news potent enough to reverberate throughout the entire Tianbai Empire and, perhaps, even the broader Dongling Region.

The journey remained quiet. With Wen Tingguang's speed, the duo descended outside the gates of Feiliu City half an hour later

Revisiting this old place made a myriad of emotions well up in his heart.

Ling Feng didn't waste any words. He promptly led Wen Tingguang to the inn where he and his grandfather had once resided. Summoning the innkeeper, he inquired, "Excuse me, brother, do you recall an old gentleman who stayed here over three months ago? He was a medical practitioner named Ling Kun."

The innkeeper pondered for a moment, then nodded. "Oh, I remember now. You're talking about Doctor Ling, right?"

"Yes." Ling Feng quickly nodded. "That's him. I'm his grandson. May I ask if Doctor Ling is still staying at the inn?"

"Doctor Ling already left a while ago!" The innkeeper shook his head. "Come to think of it, he still owed a few days' worth of accommodation fees. Since you're his grandson, you might want to settle that debt for him!"

"Left?" A hint of disappointment flickered in Ling Feng's eyes. "Did he mention where he was headed?"

"He left in a hurry, didn't even grab his belongings!" The innkeeper frowned, complaining, "It's about half a month ago when he suddenly vanished without a trace."

"Only gone for half a month?"

A sudden realization struck Ling Feng's heart. Since grandfather has been living here for so long, it means he actually wants to stay in Feiliu City, awaiting the opportunity for us to meet again one day.

Why would he suddenly leave?

Could it be that he encountered some danger or learned something crucial?

For instance, news about my parents.

Ling Feng felt a sense of disarray within. Wen Tingguang, witnessing Ling Feng in such a state of panic for the first time, extended his hand to pat his shoulder reassuringly. In a calm tone, he said, "Kid, don't panic. It might just be a false alarm."

Ling Feng took a deep breath, pulled out a stack of banknotes from his pocket, and placed them on the counter. "Could you take me to the room where my grandfather stayed? I'd like to have a look."

The innkeeper's eyes widened at the sight of the thick stack of banknotes, and he immediately nodded. "Certainly, certainly! No problem, sir. Please follow me!"

In no time, the innkeeper led Ling Feng and Wen Tingguang to a relatively secluded and worn-down old house. He chuckled. "That old sir didn't seem to have much wealth, hence he chose this rather humble place. Hehe..."

"I understand. Could you please retrieve any belongings my grandfather left behind and show them to me?"

Perhaps there would be some clues among those belongings.

"Hehe, sir, your grandfather's belongings have been here in this room the whole time, and no one has touched them," the innkeeper replied with a friendly smile.

"Alright, you can go about your business." Ling Feng took a deep breath, pushed open the dilapidated door, and noticed a layer of dust settling on the furniture.

"Grandfather, where on earth have you gone?"

Ling Feng felt a sense of urgency as he began searching the room.

Perhaps Ling Kun left behind some items, such as letters, that could provide him with valuable information.

"Hmm?"

After a brief search, Ling Feng came to a stop next to the dusty wooden table inside the room.

Because of the accumulated dust, he discerned some fine, small holes on the table.

With a slight furrow of his brow, Ling Feng bent down, cleared away the dust on the surface, and gently touched the small holes with his hand.

"Braille?"

Ling Feng's pupils constricted as he immediately realized that this was a message left by his grandfather.

Due to a period of blindness in his own life during which he learned Braille, his grandfather left a message for him in Braille.

In Ling Feng's heart, it was as though a huge rock was dropped from his shoulders.

If grandfather was able to leave a message for me, it means that he was not in danger when he left. Or else he wouldn't have been able to carve out a complicated Braille message.

Ling Feng shut his eyes and began feeling it carefully. As he read the message in his heart, the words carved on the table were: "Feng'er, escape!"

Suddenly, Ling Feng's expression changed and he felt an icy cold shiver down his spine!

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