Martial Arts Overlord-Chapter 688 - 686: Senior Sister Ling

"It seems your strength is merely so-so."

Luo Feng towered over his fallen opponent, looking down at Liu Yuan, his face impassive.

Liu Yuan was a martial artist in the early stages of the Spiritual Rotation Realm’s fifth level. Luo Feng had braced himself for a tough fight but hadn’t expected to win so easily. It seemed he had underestimated his own strength.

From afar, Liu Yuan, pale as a sheet, gazed at Luo Feng and gasped.

Luo Feng’s strength sent shivers down his spine.

He was a martial artist at the early stage of the Spiritual Rotation Realm’s fifth level. The cultivation technique he practiced was top-tier yellow-grade; although not a rare treasure, it wasn’t simple. To be so easily defeated by a martial artist at the fourth level of the Spiritual Rotation Realm was incomprehensible to him!

Even if word of this spread, it was doubtful anyone would believe it.

A murderous glint flashed in Liu Yuan’s eyes. As long as the green mountains remain, there’s no need to fear a lack of firewood. I should leave this place first and find an opportunity for revenge later!

The thought flashed through his mind. Disregarding his injuries, Liu Yuan gathered his ebbing energy, soared into the air, and was about to escape.

"Think you can escape?"

Just as his figure left the ground, a clear voice suddenly came from behind him.

Liu Yuan turned to look, his mind reeling. Luo Feng was speeding towards him at an astonishing pace.

"Kid, don’t push things too far. Let me go, and we can forget about today’s business. I won’t pursue it. Otherwise..." Liu Yuan threatened, his voice outwardly severe but inwardly weak, hoping his words would deter Luo Feng and buy him a chance to escape.

Luo Feng paid him no heed and sneered, "Such pointless talk."

WHOOSH!

As his words fell, the Rage Flame Knife in Luo Feng’s hand vanished, and a sharp Saber Gang whistled out.

Liu Yuan hadn’t expected Luo Feng to attack the moment he spoke. His expression changed drastically. Gritting his teeth, he mobilized all the Yuan Qi in his body and slashed out with his sword, attempting to block.

SPLAT!

A saber light flashed. Amidst a crisp sound, the sword in Liu Yuan’s hand snapped in two. A head flew into the air, its eyes wide open, filled with regret and unwillingness.

With his cultivation, he could have enjoyed limitless glory; he had never imagined meeting his end here.

PHEW...

Luo Feng exhaled a murky breath, glanced at Liu Yuan’s corpse, and thought to himself, My current strength is enough to match an early-stage martial artist at the fifth level of the Spiritual Rotation Realm. However, Liu Yuan was just a loose cultivator from the martial world; his strength wasn’t particularly outstanding. To defeat Yi Tian, I must break through to the fifth level of the Spiritual Rotation Realm as soon as possible. Yi Tian, as the Princely Heir of Qingyun Mansion, is himself a master on the New Dragon List. The cultivation techniques and martial arts he practices are far from simple and not something Liu Yuan could compare to. Defeating Yi Tian won’t be this easy.

In the forest below, Lin Yue’er and the others were utterly dumbstruck.

When Luo Feng had killed three Wolf Tiger Horned Eagles with a single slash, it had already astonished them greatly. Only now did they realize that this was far from the limit of Luo Feng’s strength.

"His strength... might have surpassed that of an early-stage martial artist at the fifth level of the Spiritual Rotation Realm..." Lin Yue’er muttered lowly, her expression filled with astonishment and admiration.

Just moments ago, she had tried to block Liu Yuan’s Sword Qi. Merely the aftershock of that Sword Qi had made her feel a sense of powerlessness. Yet, Luo Feng had defeated Liu Yuan so easily—it was simply incredible.

Just as she was about to step forward to offer congratulations, Lin Yue’er’s vision darkened, and she suddenly collapsed to the ground.

"Senior Sister Yue’er!" Nanxuan and Fang Lin, by her side, were taken aback.

Nanxuan supported Lin Yue’er, finding her body ice-cold. Her large, bright eyes were veiled with a layer of mist. She cried out, "Senior Sister Yue’er, what’s wrong with you..."

Hearing the commotion, Luo Feng came back to his senses.

He had been preoccupied with his duel with Liu Yuan and had been unable to check on Lin Yue’er and the others. Only now did he realize that they too had been struck by the Sword Qi.

WHOOSH!

Sheathing the Rage Flame Knife, Luo Feng flickered and appeared beside Lin Yue’er. He saw a finger-length wound on her right shoulder, her complexion ashen, and his brow furrowed slightly.

Seeing Luo Feng, Lin Yue’er managed a faint smile and said weakly, "I didn’t think you’d be so strong... to defeat even a master like Liu Yuan..."

"Don’t speak for now."

Luo Feng squatted beside her, briefly inspected her wound, and asked, "The injury doesn’t look too severe. Have you taken a pill yet?"

Beside them, Nanxuan wiped away her tears and said with a sob, "Senior Sister Yue’er already took a healing Spirit Pill, but it had no effect at all... Senior Brother Feng Luo, you must save Senior Sister! She was injured protecting us... It’s all my fault... SOB SOB SOB..."

Fang Lin remained silent, merely clenching her fists tightly, looking at Luo Feng with pleading eyes.

Luo Feng examined Lin Yue’er and said, "She was injured by Sword Qi. Liu Yuan’s Sword Qi contains a cold energy that is extremely sinister. If this cold energy isn’t expelled, ordinary pills will likely have little effect."

Upon hearing this, Lin Yue’er looked at Luo Feng with surprise.

As far as she knew, Luo Feng wasn’t a physician, but what he said was spot on. Liu Yuan’s Sword Qi was something she couldn’t neutralize with her abilities; it was still wreaking havoc within her. If this persisted, even if her wounds healed, her cultivation would likely be gravely impaired.

Naturally, she wouldn’t know that Luo Feng had just used his Soul Power to scan the condition inside her body, which was why he understood it so clearly.

Hearing this, Nanxuan pressed her lips together tightly, her face filled with anxiety, "Then what should we do? It will take at least half a day to reach Red Valley City from here..."

"If the Sword Qi remains in the body for too long, it will damage the meridians."

Luo Feng observed Lin Yue’er for a moment, pondered, then looked at her and said, "If you don’t mind, I can try to help you expel the Sword Qi from your body. But I can’t guarantee success."

Lin Yue’er was stunned for a moment, then nodded slightly. "If Senior Brother has a way, of course, I wouldn’t mind."

"Then, please excuse me."

Time was of the essence. Luo Feng’s gaze swept over Lin Yue’er’s refined and beautiful face. Taking a shallow breath, he carefully tore open the clothing around the wound on Lin Yue’er’s right shoulder.

NGH...

Before he even applied force, a soft groan escaped Lin Yue’er’s nose. Her fine, dark brows knitted tightly, and her smooth forehead was dotted with cold sweat.

Luo Feng paused his actions and said, "This might hurt a little. Please bear with it."

A faint blush spread across Lin Yue’er’s snow-white neck. Her gaze trembled, and she nodded slightly.

Luo Feng carefully tore the clothing away, exposing the sword wound beneath.

The delicate skin near the wound was faintly tinged blue-green, and one could even see wisps of a blood-red aura, visible to the naked eye, escaping from it.

"Such a vicious Sword Qi."

Luo Feng’s eyes flashed. He took a deep breath and gently placed his palm on the wound on Lin Yue’er’s right shoulder.

The instant their skin touched, Luo Feng felt her delicate body tense up. His gaze swept over Lin Yue’er’s exquisite face. At this moment, whether due to pain or some other reason, Lin Yue’er’s eyelashes trembled slightly, and her dream-like eyes flickered, possessing a unique charm.

A fleeting, tender feeling arose in his heart, but Luo Feng’s gaze quickly regained its clarity. He closed his eyes and fully released his Soul Power.

In an instant, within Luo Feng’s perception, the world was no longer as it was. The dust motes in the air, the multicolored rays of light filtering through the gaps in the leaves—everything became distinct and incredibly clear.

Luo Feng’s Soul Power probed into Lin Yue’er’s body, searching along her meridians bit by bit. Soon, he found the blood-red Sword Qi rampaging within her.

The blood-red Sword Qi was like a frenzied Demon Beast, rampaging through Lin Yue’er’s body. Lin Yue’er’s own cyan Yuan Qi in the vicinity was forced to retreat repeatedly, completely routed.

Finally found you.

A thought flashed in Luo Feng’s mind. He circulated his Yuan Qi, and a ball of crimson Yuan Qi flowed from his palm into Lin Yue’er’s body, gradually enveloping the blood-red Sword Qi.

Lin Yue’er’s brows furrowed slightly. Two entirely different types of Yuan Qi battled within her body, feeling like knives carving into her. However, she bit her lip tightly, not allowing herself to make the slightest sound.

Fang Lin and Nanxuan stood by, anxiously awaiting the outcome.

PHEW...

A moment later, Luo Feng exhaled a turbid breath, opened his eyes, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and smiled. "It’s done."

Expelling the Sword Qi from her body allowed no margin for error; otherwise, it could even worsen the injury. Every step Luo Feng had taken was like treading on thin ice, and the exertion had been even greater than his battle with Liu Yuan.

"Senior Sister Yue’er, how do you feel?" Nanxuan and Fang Lin asked, looking at Lin Yue’er.

"Much better."

Lin Yue’er felt her body lighten considerably. She sat up, adjusted her clothes, and said to Luo Feng with a blush, "Feng Luo, thank you."

Hearing this, surprise filled the faces of Fang Lin and Nanxuan. They looked at Luo Feng with admiration in their eyes.

Luo Feng’s strength was so formidable, and his healing methods were also extraordinary. At this moment, in their hearts, both of them regarded Luo Feng as a great expert.

"It was nothing."

Luo Feng smiled faintly, about to say something more when he suddenly frowned, looked towards the eastern sky, and said, "Someone is coming."

His words had barely fallen when, a moment later, a blizzard appeared on the eastern horizon.

The sun blazed fiercely in the sky, and this blizzard, under the dazzling sunlight, shone brilliantly, appearing exceptionally strange and magnificent.

The blizzard appeared to move slowly, but in reality, it was incredibly fast. A moment ago, it was several thousand meters away; within a single breath, it had already entered a thousand-meter range, and a slender figure could faintly be seen enveloped within it.

Seeing the blizzard sweeping in from the horizon, Nanxuan’s cute, round face showed a hint of excitement. She chirped, "It’s Senior Sister Ling! Senior Sister Ling is here!"

Hearing this, Lin Yue’er and Fang Lin both looked towards the horizon, their faces filled with anticipation. Clearly, the newcomer was someone of no ordinary status.

SWISH!

The blizzard dispersed above the four of them, and a graceful figure flew out from within.

The woman appeared to be seventeen or eighteen years old. She had an enchanting figure, her black hair cascaded like a waterfall, and her star-like eyes held a hint of coldness, giving one the impression of a blue lotus in full bloom.

"Junior Sister Yue’er..."

The beautiful woman glanced downwards, her gaze falling upon Lin Yue’er. Her shapely brows furrowed slightly. When she looked at Luo Feng again, her gaze had become as cold as the blizzard that had just filled the sky.

"Molester!"

With a cold shout, the beautiful woman’s eyes flashed with a fierce light. She brought two fingers together and pointed them forward through the air.

SWISH!

This seemingly insignificant finger-point carried an astonishing momentum. The temperature within a radius of several li plummeted. A snowstorm tornado, several meters thick, tore through the air towards Luo Feng. A frigid aura permeated the entire forest, as if threatening to ice-seal a thousand li.

Luo Feng’s eyebrows twitched. The woman’s casual attack was even stronger than Liu Yuan’s swordsmanship by several degrees. He dared not be careless. The Rage Flame Knife left its sheath, and he slashed out to meet her offensive head-on.

BOOM!

The entire forest seemed to tremble. The ground beneath Luo Feng’s feet cracked and splintered, and his figure was thrown back dozens of paces before he managed to stop.

"You’ve misunderstood..." Luo Feng began to explain after blocking the attack, but the beautiful woman’s eyes only grew colder.

She had received Lin Yue’er’s Spirit Mirror message saying they had encountered danger in the Red Dragon Mountain Range and had rushed over immediately.

Now, seeing her three junior sisters injured, Lin Yue’er with her clothes in disarray, and only Luo Feng nearby, she naturally took him for the culprit behind it all.

"Take my sword!"

VMMM!

Silently, a crystalline treasured sword appeared in the beautiful girl’s hand. With a soft cry, she swung it down from the air.