Invincible Starting from Max Level Attributes-Chapter 812 - 828: The Mysterious Ling Feng! A Glimpse of Revival? (Second Update)

Chapter 812 -828: The Mysterious Ling Feng! A Glimpse of Revival? (Second Update)

When Yang Zhen came out, a group of people eagerly approached him.

The Jade Pool Saint Lord glanced into the valley, and with a face full of curiosity, asked, “So, what did that senior figure tell you?”

Yang Zhen looked at the Jade Pool Saint Lord with a peculiar expression. Seeing that both the young Daoist girl and the young Daoist enthusiast had curious looks on their faces, even that damned cat, who knows when it had returned, climbed onto Yang Zhen’s shoulder with a face full of interest.

Everyone was looking at Yang Zhen. Being summoned by such a distinguished expert and having talked for so long, how could the crowd not be curious about what the two of them had discussed?

Yang Zhen took a deep breath, and as everyone pricked up their ears, he shrugged his shoulders and said, “We didn’t talk about anything.”

“Bullshit!”

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The damned cat glared and rolled its eyes at Yang Zhen, saying, “I’ve heard that the person inside is a capricious fellow. With your character, you didn’t end up fighting?”

At this point, the damned cat exclaimed with gusto, “You didn’t kill her, did you?”

Yang Zhen slapped it away and said, “Don’t talk nonsense. Who said Ling Feng the senior is capricious? To the Sao Saint, she seemed rather benevolent and kind. It’s just that her mind seems a bit…off.”

“Who are you talking about?”

Hua Youyue and the damned cat said in unison, exchanging glances, both with shocked expressions on their faces.

Yang Zhen was startled and looked at the young Daoist girl and the damned cat with a strange expression, asking, “Ling Feng, right? She told me herself. Have you heard of her?”

The Jade Pool Saint Lord’s eyes showed a look of bewilderment, and he said dumbfoundedly, “Ling Feng the senior… the name sounds somewhat familiar, but I can’t remember where I’ve heard it, no, I must have heard this name before, it’s just that I can’t recall for the moment.”

A look of disbelief flashed across Hua Youyue’s face, and she murmured to herself, “I can’t believe it’s her, she’s still alive?”

“Who?” Yang Zhen was puzzled. It seemed like the whole world knew of this Ling Feng, yet he was the only one in the dark.

The damned cat sneered, looked into the valley, and said, “Let me explain, the little girl’s memory is incomplete.”

Yang Zhen gave the damned cat a disdainful look; that rascal, as if its own memory was intact.

Compared to Hua Youyue, this damned cat was even less reliable; having lived so long, it forgot everything at first, except itself. Now it was pretending to be very familiar with the subject?

“I don’t know how many years ago, Ling Feng the holy maiden was also a long-renowned expert in the cultivation world, and she even crossed hands with ‘that person.’ Although she was ultimately defeated, she made a name for herself from that one battle. Most importantly, legend has it that Ling Feng the holy maiden developed feelings for ‘that person’ through the fight.”

Yang Zhen’s gossiping nature was piqued. The only person who could be referred to as ‘that person’ was the one who, with a single sword, furiously slashed through three hundred and sixty Heavenly Tribulations. There was no second contender, not even the legends of the Emperor Realm Experts could make one’s blood surge more than his.

Who would have thought that Ling Feng was an expert from the same era as ‘that person’?

God damn it, Yang Zhen was growing more eager to understand what kind of magnificent scenario the Barbaric Era had been.

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“What a pity. Ling Feng’s origin was a mystery, her nature capricious and fickle, no one in the world could tolerate her unpredictable temperament, leading to her eventual obscure end, her whereabouts became unclear. And now, unexpectedly, she has appeared again.”

The damned cat sighed, as though it had been a witness to that love-hate drama.

A strange look crossed Hua Youyue’s face as she said, “Judging by her voice, is she approaching a grand age?”

Yang Zhen nodded and said, “She seemed like a rather pitiable old lady. Unfortunately, the heavens were not kind and didn’t grant her enough time to fulfill her last wish.”

At this, Yang Zhen couldn’t help but sigh. Birth, old age, sickness, and death; such things even Emperor Realm Experts cannot avoid. So many mighty experts of the heavens and earth, all of them now with unclear whereabouts, some born, some dead, in a cycle of recurrence, cause and effect, these things always proved infallible. How many can truly see clearly and think profoundly?

For a time, everyone fell silent.

Just then, the old woman’s voice rang out again, but it was no longer weak and despondent. Instead, it was full of vitality.

“Actually…I have no regrets anymore!”

Everyone listened with pounding hearts, their expressions filled with shock as they looked toward the valley.

The voice of Ling Feng had actually returned to her youthful tone, lilting and melodious, like the tinkling of a mountain spring or the chirping of night birds, startling and refreshing, as if warm sunlight in early spring were nourishing one’s heart and spleen.

Yang Zhen, following the gazes of the others, looked into the valley, where a graceful woman with a gentle lotus gait emerged, her skin so delicate it seemed it could be broken with a blow, flush with the rosy vibrance peculiar to youth, nearly causing Yang Zhen’s eyes to bug out.

Ling Feng had actually regained her youthful appearance?

How the heck is that possible?

But Yang Zhen watched with his own eyes as Ling Feng stepped out bit by bit. The aura emanating from this woman was indistinguishable from that of the old crone he had seen just moments before, the expressions and gazes almost identical. Clearly, these two were the same person.

This was simply mind-blowing!

Yang Zhen, fighting the urge to rub his eyes, felt a tidal wave of shock rise within him.

What kind of monster was Ling Feng, and what sorcery had she used that simply meeting her once could transform her from a decrepit old crone into a ravishing beauty?

This woman’s looks were no less stunning than Hua Youyue’s or Han Yan’er’s, and in terms of enchanting allure, she was even more irresistible. Most troubling for men was the bewitching charm she exuded, even the slight twitch of her lips captivating and causing great tumult within one’s heart.

Yang Zhen suddenly grew worried—could this woman be the type to drain a man’s yang energy?

Thinking this, Yang Zhen hastily examined his inner and outer self for a long while but found nothing amiss, which finally set his mind at ease.

Ling Feng approached the crowd, casting only a fleeting glance at Yang Zhen before vanishing into thin air, as if she’d disappeared in the blink of an eye, leaving behind only a lingering fragrance as fresh as orchids, never to appear again.

“She just said she has no regrets now?”

Yang Zhen looked toward the cheap cat with a baffled face.

The cheap cat looked just as baffled, pursed its lips, but didn’t speak.

Hua Youyue, with a dazed look in her eyes, approached Yang Zhen and softly said, “This was her final bloom.”

It was a flicker of vitality before the end!

Yang Zhen should have guessed it, and upon hearing Hua Youyue’s words, his heart skipped a beat.

“Where did she go?”

This enigmatic woman was one of the strangest people Yang Zhen had ever met, yet there was something about her aura that felt familiar to him.

This feeling had been present with Hua Youyue, as well as with the stunning female saint within the Nine Realms Exquisite Tower, and now it appeared for the third time, giving Yang Zhen a peculiar feeling.

It would be a pity if Senior Ling Feng truly died like this.

Yang Zhen sighed, knowing that even if she were dying, there was nothing he could do—and now he didn’t even know where she had gone.

With these thoughts, Yang Zhen didn’t wait for Hua Youyue and the cheap cat to speak up, and took the lead, walking into the valley, “Let’s go revive the Vexatious Chicken first.”

Hua Youyue and Han Yan’er exchanged glances, then hastened to follow behind Yang Zhen.

The cheap cat wanted to follow inside, but Yang Zhen kicked it away, saying, “You don’t understand the Taiji diagram, so just wait outside.”

“Damn, kid, are you looking down on a cat?”

As it spoke, the cheap cat casually drew with its paw, and a Taiji diagram unexpectedly appeared in front of everyone.