Chapter 355: Yao Lao's Background

Jiang Feng stared at Yao Lao's calm gaze, and his heart already had an answer.

It must be Kun Long's doing!

I suppose when I was unconscious, that guy, in order to quickly recover the depleted Soul Power, sucked out the last bit of true Qi remaining in my body.

But after learning all this, Jiang Feng didn't get very angry.

After all, if it weren't for Kun Long using all his strength with the Dragon Clan Divine Skill to teleport him away, he would have already been turned to ash by the Domain God Palm summoned by Jun Wuji.

At worst, this true Qi can be considered repayment for Kun Long's life‑saving favor.

Although he and Kun Long were also at odds before…

Jiang Feng suppressed the thoughts in his mind and looked up at Yao Lao.

"Yao Lao, do you have any way to help me quickly recover my strength? And also, this place… what exactly is it?"

Yao Lao glanced at Jiang Feng, his eyes full of impatience.

"So eager to restore your strength? The fact that you're still alive is already a miracle; if that thing inside you hadn't used its ultimate divine skill, you'd probably be reduced to nothing now."

He paused, then spoke slowly and leisurely.

"As for this place, it's Taoyuan Village. Just an ordinary small mountain village, far from the hustle and bustle, nothing special. I'm just an ordinary old man; you only need to know these. As for anything else, you know too much, and it wouldn't be good for you."

Jiang Feng could tell that Yao Lao still didn't trust him; he was deliberately concealing things both in and out of his words.

But he wasn't angry either, after all the two were strangers.

Yao Lao saving his life was already more than enough; there was no need to tell him everything.

He nodded, and said earnestly.

"No matter what, I must thank Yao Lao for his life‑saving grace; I'll keep this gratitude in my heart," Jiang Feng thought.

"I've heard these words too many times."

Yao Lao scoffed disdainfully, a hint of sarcasm in his eyes.

"No matter how well you say it, it's useless; I hope you can truly do it without dragging our Taoyuan Village into trouble."

After speaking, Yao Lao fished a shabby porcelain bottle from his chest and casually tossed it in front of Jiang Feng.

He said rather nonchalantly.

"If you're truly eager to restore your strength, these few Elixirs are ones I casually refined before; they should help you a bit. As for better Elixirs, when this old man's mood improves, I'll refine them for you."

Having said that, Yao Lao staggered toward the doorway.

Just as he was about to step out of the room, Yao Lao suddenly halted, his expression instantly turning extremely serious.

"Kid! Remember what you said: Xi Er is a good child. I don't want your grudges to affect her, nor do I want because of you our peaceful Taoyuan Village to fall into danger! Otherwise…"

He paused, and a sharp glint flashed in Yao Lao's eyes.

"This old man can save you, and can also kill you; you'd better weigh that carefully."

Those words Yao Lao said lightly, yet they carried a bone‑chilling cold.

It made Jiang Feng instantly feel his whole body stiffen, his heart jolted sharply.

At that moment, the oppressive aura emanating from Yao Lao was, to him, even scarier than Jun Wuji in the late stage of the Heavenly Human Realm!

It was a deterrence that came from deep within the soul, as if he were facing not an old man but a sleeping giant beast.

Jiang Feng's pupils contracted sharply, and he became even more certain that Yao Lao was definitely extraordinary.

Even his strength, perhaps, already far exceeds the scope of the Heavenly Human Realm!

Could he, like his own master, be a reclusive Martial Ancestor Strongman?

Of course, even if Yao Lao didn't say it, Jiang Feng would never involve Xi Er, that girl.

So he promptly bowed his head solemnly, and said firmly.

"Yao Lao, rest assured, I, Jiang Feng, will never involve Xi Er, nor cause any trouble for Taoyuan Village."

Yao Lao said nothing more after hearing that, merely waved his hand, then reverted to his carefree old‑man demeanor and shuffled out the door.

Only when Yao Lao's footsteps completely vanished did Jiang Feng slowly exhale.

The terrifying pressure just now made cold sweat bead on his back.

He steadied himself, his gaze falling on the broken porcelain bottle on the table, and he carefully lifted it.

The bottle was icy cold to the touch, its texture rough, with a few tiny cracks, looking utterly ordinary.

Jiang Feng twisted open the cork, and instantly a richly intense elixir fragrance poured out of the bottle, filling the entire room.

The elixir fragrance was exceptionally mellow, carrying a pure energy aura.

Inhaling the elixir scent, it instantly turned into a warm current, sliding down his throat into his abdomen, making his damaged Meridians feel a hint of relief!

His previously sluggish body suddenly felt much lighter.

"What is this…"

Jiang Feng stared at the bottle, his face showing an expression of utter shock!

At a glance he recognized it—it was a Martial Path Golden Pill!

The Martial Path Golden Pill, that's an extremely precious Elixir in the cultivation world.

Such an Elixir can not only swiftly repair damaged Meridians and dantian, but also help Cultivators quickly condense true Qi and elevate their cultivation.

For him now, it's literally a lifeline!

Moreover, these dozen‑plus Martial Path Golden Pills are of extremely high quality, with pure color and refined energy—clearly top‑grade Elixirs.

Even with his current strength, exhausting his heart's blood might not yield a few, yet Yao Lao casually produced a dozen‑plus!

This alchemical prowess, even compared to his master Xuan Yuan Dao Ren, might be no less at all.

Who exactly is this Yao Lao?

What's his background?

How could someone who can casually refine so many top‑grade Martial Path Golden Pills be just an ordinary village doctor?

Jiang Feng's heart surged, stirring up tumultuous waves, and he grew even more curious about Yao Lao's identity.

And at that moment, a violent movement suddenly arose within his body, and the Kun Long, who had been in deep slumber, was startled awake by the strong elixir fragrance.

"Awo!"

A roar full of Excitement rang in Jiang Feng's Brain, it was Kun Long's voice.

"Jiang Feng, you kid are far from decent!"

Kun Long roared in a panicked, frantic Tone.

"His Seat, in order to save you, exhausted Nine‑tenths of Soul Power, nearly annihilated its Divine Soul, and you, after waking, even stole this fine Elixir behind my back! Quickly, leave some for His Seat, or His Seat will not be done with you!"

Kun Long's voice was full of greed, clearly attracted by the aura of the Martial Path Golden Pill.

Jiang Feng, upon hearing that, couldn't help rolling his eyes; this guy really has eyes for money—swallowing his own true Qi before doesn't count, and now that he's just woken up he's already thinking of snatching Elixir?

But before Jiang Feng could speak, Kun Long's voice suddenly halted, and its Tone became somewhat puzzled.

"Wait... how do I feel there's a rather familiar aura in this room? Who did you just see?"

Jiang Feng was startled by those words as well.

Wasn't the one he just saw Yao Lao?

Could it be that Kun Long knows Yao Lao?

"You've met Yao Lao?"

In the next moment, Jiang Feng couldn't help communicating to Kun Long telepathically.