Chapter 1121: Obstructing Yao Chen's Affairs

I don't know how much time has passed; on a soft couch inside the wooden house, Zhao Ran's delicate body clings tightly to Lin Feng, limp and slumped in his embrace.

And her head rests on Lin Feng's chest, gently listening to his heartbeat.

At the same time, Zhao Ran's beautiful face, still bearing the afterglow, and her jade neck are covered with kiss marks left from the previous fierce battle.

As for Lin Feng, he also lightly encircles Zhao Ran's waist, now savoring the previous battle.

He never expected Zhao Ran to be this moist.

"Lin Feng, you need to pay attention to Xiao Yan and his disciple lately; Yao Chen suddenly came to Xiao Dan Tower a while ago and has been searching the world for high-grade medicinal herbs. Judging by the grade of those herbs, they seem needed to refine a Nine-grade Treasure Pill."

After the two had been intimate for a while, Zhao Ran, finally emerging from the afterglow, immediately thought of Yao Chen, who had earlier come to Xiao Dan Tower and visited other strong ones everywhere, and she reminded him.

"The medicinal ingredients for a Nine-grade pill—could it be that the two of them cannot actually refine a Nine-grade pill?"

Hearing that, Lin Feng's eyebrows rose instantly.

If I remember correctly, Xiao Yan's soul power is roughly at the late Soul Realm.

Even if the opponent breaks through to Fighting Saint, the increase in battle qi strength provides only a pitiful gain to soul power.

Breaking through to the Fighting Saint realm, Xiao Yan can at most raise his soul power to about the great completion of the Soul Realm.

Then, what is Yao Chen's purpose in seeking Nine-grade medicinal pills?

"Could it be that Yao Chen is preparing to cooperate with the Grand Elder, joining forces to refine pills?"

Thinking that Yao Chen's strength is only around Half-Saint, Lin Feng's brows slightly furrowed; the face similarly covered in kiss marks instantly became a bit solemn.

After all, although he doesn't fear that guy Xiao Yan, considering that Gu Xun'er also likes to stir up trouble, Lin Feng cannot help but pay attention to this.

However, when mentioning Gu Xun'er, Lin Feng immediately thought of something off, and then silently pondered: "Strange, that crazy woman Gu Xun'er cares most about her Xiao Yan brother; since Yao Chen lacks medicinal herbs, why not just trade with Gu Xun'er or simply take them?"

"But why does Yao Chen now need to go out and visit those strong ones all over the world to gather these herbs?"

Thinking this, Lin Feng faintly formed a guess in his heart.

If my guess is not wrong, it should be that something happened on Gu Xun'er's side, making it currently impossible for her to help Xiao Yan in this matter.

Otherwise, given Gu Xun'er's personality, it would be impossible for her not to help Xiao Yan.

Next, Lin Feng turned his gaze to the beauty in his arms and asked: "Zhao Sister, do you know what medicinal herbs Yao Chen is looking for?"

Hearing that, Zhao Ran lightly nodded and then said: "They are all extremely yin-cold medicinal herbs; presumably the pill she wants to refine is also of yin-cold attribute."

"Yin-cold attribute? It seems Xiao Yan is also preparing for the emergence of the Pure Lotus Demonic Fire!"

Upon learning the attribute of the medicinal herbs Yao Chen is seeking, after a moment's thought Lin Feng guessed the purpose of his master and disciple.

After all, aside from this, he really couldn't think of what the fire-attributed Xiao Yan and Yao Chen would need a yin-cold attribute pill for.

"Looks like after I finish handling these matters, I should also prepare for the emergence of the Pure Lotus Demonic Fire."

Having said that in his heart, Lin Feng then turned his gaze again to the mature, charming beauty in his arms.

After all, no matter how you say it, I have already taken advantage of her; being irresponsible wouldn't be acceptable.

Thinking this, he then said: "Zhao Sister, we are already like this; you should move to the Lin Manor later. After the matter is settled, I will marry you and bring you into the family."

While speaking, Lin Feng gently extended a hand and softly grasped Zhao Ran's boneless, tender hand.

"Lin Feng."

Hearing that, Zhao Ran's beautiful eyes flashed with surprise, and at the same time a deep feeling of emotion welled up.

She had thought Lin Feng would not bring this up himself, but she didn't expect him not only to mention it proactively, but also to want to marry her into the family.

After all, she knows that although she is seen by others as an unsurpassable Fighting Saint expert, to Lin Feng, who already has several wives who are also Fighting Saint experts, she is nothing special.

But even so, this young genius with limitless future on his side is actually willing to marry her, this wilted flower and withered willow.

However, after feeling moved, Zhao Ran gently shook her head.

Seeing her shake her head, Lin Feng's brows slightly furrowed, puzzled as to why she would refuse.

After all, Zhao Ran had previously offered herself willingly; there's no reason to refuse now.

Next, he thought Zhao Ran was worried whether the other women could accept it, so his brows slightly relaxed and he smiled lightly: "Zhao Sister, you don't need to worry about Ying'er and the simple-minded ones; once I tell them about this, they will surely accept you."

But upon hearing his words, Zhao Ran still shook her head.

Next, she lifted her lovely face, gazed at the puzzled Lin Feng lowering his head toward her, then lightly opened her red lips and said: "My disagreement is not for those reasons, nor am I unwilling. It's just that if my older brother would not agree to my marrying out, moreover, now that I have broken through to Fighting Saint, the benefits I could bring to the Zhao Clan are countless."

After saying that, Zhao Ran immediately shifted her tone and continued: "Of course, I can disregard my older brother's feelings, but Wei'er, although she usually appears indifferent, is actually very strong-willed inside. If I truly marry you, that kid would probably rather cut off mother-child ties on the spot than accept you as his stepfather."

As she spoke, a faint blush appeared on her gorgeous, charming face.

After all, Lin Feng has now truly broken through that passage that had remained closed for over two hundred years.

Speaking of which, saying he is the stepfather of her son is also not wrong at all.

Next, Zhao Ran gently shook her head, dispelling those thoughts, and then continued: "Although I hate that man intensely, Wei'er, no matter what, is my child born after ten months of pregnancy; I cannot not care about Wei'er."

At this point, Zhao Ran apologetically glanced at Lin Feng with a pleading tone: "Lin Feng, I know I am a wilted flower and withered willow, basically unqualified to negotiate terms with you, but I truly cannot marry you. My only wish is that you often come to see me, sister, and let me be a true woman."

"Of course, as long as you come, I will wholeheartedly serve you; no matter what you let me, sister, do, it's fine. If you want a child, I will likewise bear you one; the child will not be like Wei'er but will take your surname. So let's keep this relationship, okay?"

After saying that, Zhao Ran also looked at Lin Feng cautiously.

After all, given his current status, if he wants women, just announcing it would likely see women wanting to marry into the Lin Manor lining up from the west to the east of the Zhongzhou Continent.

And yet she refuses to enter the manor, insisting on making things so complicated; she's not a virgin maiden, and she even has a child older than him.

If Lin Feng gets angry and unwilling, she also couldn't blame him for anything.

Of course, Zhao Ran does this because, from her previous trip to the Ancient Wasteland, she vaguely inferred that Lin Feng's bloodline is not ordinary.

After all, when forcibly charging into the beast tide deep in the Ancient Wasteland, Lin Feng once released a strange bloodline pressure that directly suppressed the beasts ahead for most of the route, making them dare not act rashly.

From this, Zhao Ran would feel that Lin Feng carries the bloodline of some ancient clan, which is not surprising.

Such a request of hers not to enter the manor, if placed in other ancient clans, would likely elicit immediate curses upon hearing it.

After all, who knows whether, due to a momentary oversight of hers, the bloodline might leak out.

By then, how would he explain himself to his ancestors?

By then, how would he explain himself to his ancestors?

However, Zhao Ran evidently overthought it, because Lin Feng didn't really care about the matter.

So after the former finished speaking, instead of getting angry, he gently stroked Zhao Ran's smooth, delicate face with a look of pity.

Then he lifted her firmly into his arms, feeling two soft lumps against his chest, and said gently, "Looking for sister, how could I be angry? It's just that doing this might hurt you."

Hearing that, Zhao Ran instantly realized that the former had agreed, and an uncontrollable surge of joy rose in her heart.

Immediately she shook her head vigorously, then extended her jade arm to embrace Lin Feng in return, exclaiming delightedly, "It's fine, no grievance. As long as you're willing to come see sister every now and then, I'll be completely satisfied."

As soon as the words fell, she, still thrilled, quickly lifted her pretty face and kissed him.

Provoked, Lin Feng naturally would no longer suppress the flame in his heart; he rolled over, pressing the voluptuous body in his arms beneath him, and continued the struggle.

As for Zhao Ran, regarding the former's actions, she naturally cooperated wholeheartedly, wanting to give him the most perfect experience.

After all, this way, the former's frequency of coming to her would be even higher.

No wonder people often say "beauty's nest, hero's den"; it truly doesn't deceive me—this one moment has cost me so many days of time.

A few days later, Lin Feng immediately leapt down from Zhao Ran's soft couch with a look of relief, sighing.

The feeling Zhao Ran gave him was completely different from that of the earlier women.

It was like a body of water that appeared calm on the surface, yet churned with hidden currents beneath; it seemed gentle while also being able to bind him tightly within.

Truly a young lady, soaring like clouds and mist!

If his mind weren't sharp, he probably wouldn't even be able to settle down now.

Then, Lin Feng glanced at the sleeping Zhao Ran on the bed, whose face bore a sweet smile, and quietly stepped out.

After all, he still had some things to do now.

In the following days, Lin Feng continued to stay inside Xiao Dan Tower, spending the daytime drinking tea and chatting with the strong ones, and at night silently slipping from his own quarters into Zhao Ran's small room.

However, during conversations with those strong figures of Xiao Dan Tower, Lin Feng also "incidentally" swapped all the medicinal ingredients that Yao Chen wanted but had not yet negotiated, taking them from several strong individuals in one go.

Of course, those ingredients were nothing Lin Feng needed at all.

But while he could purchase a heap of medicinal ingredients he wouldn't need for a while, he couldn't, under the comfortable guidance of Yao Chen and his disciple, simply sweep away all the ingredients Yao Chen required.

At the same time, those strong figures of Xiao Dan Tower were also happy to give Lin Feng a favor, selling all the ingredients to him at low prices.

After all, compared with Xiao Yan, the lone wandering Saint of Battle, they thought perhaps Lin Feng, who seemed to have several Saints of Battle in one family, was more worth befriending.

After all, they could still do this kind of addition and subtraction problem.

Unless Xiao Yan's marriage to the ancient clan's lady is finalized, otherwise, even with the aid of the Mysterious Robe and Heavenly Thunder Child inside the Dan Tower, he would still be hard to compare with Lin Feng.