Chapter 617: Linghu Xing Awakens!

Linghu Xue's Excitement was such that she even forgot the Injury on her body.

She rushed a few steps to Jiang Feng's front, unable to mind the ash on her skirt and the blood at the corner of her mouth, and grabbed Jiang Feng's sleeve in one hand.

Her eyes shone terrifyingly, as if fearing that if she spoke slowly Jiang Feng would change his mind.

"If you can save Linghu Xing, the Linghu Family will be your ally!"

Her fingers tightened, clutching Jiang Feng's cuff, and her knuckles turned pale.

"All your enemies, the Linghu Family will step in to deal with them! I say it, I do it!"

Jiang Feng lowered his head, glanced at the sleeve she held, did not pull away, nor speak.

He stood there, looking at Linghu Xue's sparkling eyes, and could discern the weight of those words from her Tone and Divine demeanor.

He knows Linghu Xue, though she has a volatile temperament and acts on words, she keeps her word and never lies.

Behind every word she says stands the entire Linghu Family.

Linghu Xue continued speaking, her speech rapid, as if reporting everything that has happened these days.

"After you disappeared, Ma Jian in Jiangcheng Hospital was beaten to the brink of death. The Linghu Family immediately brought him to our territory, arranged the best Doctor and medicines, saved his life, but he still hasn't awakened."

Jiang Feng's Pupils narrowed slightly, and his fingers unconsciously tightened.

Ma Jian.

That foolish kid.

Before he was treacherously attacked by Dongfang Jue, Ma Jian blocked a palm for him, was struck on the chest, vomited blood, and fell to the corner of the wall.

He did not interrupt Linghu Xue, and listened as she continued.

"During this period, the Linghu Family mobilized all intelligence personnel that Jiangnan could deploy. Although they have not found your trace, they have sensed that your disappearance is inseparably linked to certain aristocratic families in Kyoto."

Linghu Xue paused, and her expression grew even more solemn.

"Our investigation found that Dongfang Jue of the Dongfang Family has secretly come to Jiangnan."

Jiang Feng's brows furrowed slightly, but his expression did not change much.

Dongfang Jue?

The grudges between them, he will eventually settle completely!

Linghu Xue's voice lowered further.

"Dongfang Jue is the Dongfang Family's most Wu Zun-level being in recent years, his status even surpasses Elder Linghu Dongyuan by a notch, being the absolute core figure of the Dongfang Family. His every move can even compare to the Dongfang Family's Family Head Dongfang Lin."

Jiang Feng listened, his expression still calm.

He could sense Linghu Xue's meaning.

Linghu Xue was telling him how powerful his opponent is, so powerful that if the Linghu Family wants to help him, they must consider the cost carefully.

The Dongfang Family is not a minor clan; it is one of Kyoto's Four Great Top Elite Clans, an equal to the Linghu Family, with a century-long accumulated friendship.

If the Linghu Family stands with Jiang Feng, it means breaking ties with the Dongfang Family!

He understood the weight of this even without Linghu Xue saying it.

Linghu Xue looked into his eyes and said earnestly.

"Elder Linghu Dongyuan once sent a message back to Kyoto, asking the clan what choice the Linghu Family would make if you held a grudge against the Dongfang Family."

She paused, then continued seriously.

"The few heads of the Linghu Family did not hesitate to choose to stand by you."

Jiang Feng's eyelids flickered slightly.

The Linghu Family's choice to stand by him at this time, risking a fallout with the Dongfang Family, is a heavy favor.

He looked at Linghu Xue and nodded slightly.

"Rest assured, Linghu Xing will not be in trouble!"

Then he turned and walked toward the east side chamber.

Linghu Xue was startled for a moment, then quickly followed.

The east side chamber's door was ajar, and when it was pushed open, a blast of cold rushed onto the face.

The temperature inside the room was at least a dozen degrees lower than outside; Jiang Feng could feel an icy true Qi permeating the air, as if stepping into a winter ice cellar.

Linghu Dongyuan sat in the center of the room.

He sat cross-legged on the ground, hands forming seals, a surge of raging cold ice true Qi streamed from his palms, turning into a visible white flow, slowly delivering into Linghu Xing's body on the sickbed.

His complexion was poor, a layer of fine sweat beads seeped on his forehead, clearly indicating he was at a very strenuous stage.

Seeing Jiang Feng enter, Linghu Dongyuan did not stand, nor speak.

He only gave a slight signal with his eyes, his gaze swept over Jiang Feng, then he closed his eyes again and continued to drive the true Qi.

Jiang Feng did not disturb him, his gaze fell on the sickbed.

Linghu Xing lay there, his complexion ashen, lips dry, cracked, blackened, and beneath the skin a faint dark red glow seeped, as if something was burning under the skin.

The Breath was very weak, the chest barely showing any rise, the whole person was so thin they seemed to have lost their shape.

Jiang Feng's brows furrowed.

His Divine Soul expanded, and the Wu Zun Realm Divine Soul spread like a precise net, instantly covering the entire room.

He could clearly perceive the condition inside Linghu Xing's body.

Fire Poison had already invaded her five organs and six bowels, those dark red flames raging in her Meridians, almost burning through her internal organs.

If not for Linghu Dongyuan's cold ice true Qi constantly suppressing it, Linghu Xing would have collapsed long ago.

Even with Linghu Dongyuan's cold ice true Qi present, the Fire Poison had already seeped into the bone marrow.

Although Linghu Dongyuan's cultivation is considered top-tier by ordinary people, dealing with this level of Fire Poison is clearly beyond his strength.

Jiang Feng could even sense Linghu Dongyuan's Original Source Power already declining; this Elder, to preserve Linghu Xing's life, is already near his limit.

If it were the former Jiang Feng, facing such Fire Poison, he might have a headache for a while.

But now he, the corner of his Mouth slightly upturned, revealed a sliver of Confidence Laughter.

He raised his hand.

The movement was light, casual, as if brushing the air.

In an instant, time and space seemed to stall.

Linghu Dongyuan's hands, which were channeling true Qi, suddenly froze.

His eyes suddenly opened, his Pupils contracted violently, Throughout person seemed fixed by something, motionless.

His Mouth slightly opened, wanting to speak, but not a single word could be uttered.

Because he felt a force, a terror‑to‑the‑extreme force descended.

It was Jiang Feng's will.

Linghu Dongyuan had felt the pressure of many strong ones.

But at this moment the will he sensed was unlike any strong one he had previously encountered.

The feeling was strange, not a lofty oppression, but something more fundamental!

How could this be possible?

A few days ago when Jiang Feng disappeared, he was only a Half-step Martial Ancestor. Even with high talent and opportunities, he could not ascend to this level within days.

The level of this will had already exceeded the scope of Understanding Linghu Dongyuan could grasp.

What he did not know was that in Jiang Feng's perception, Linghu Xing's body contained Fire Poison presenting with an unprecedented Clarity before him.

Those dark‑red flames flowing through the Meridians left a completely clear, minute trace.

His Pupils turned Metal-colored.

Metal light swirled in his eyes; he could see the Fire Poison within Linghu Xing's body, see how they moved…

Then he spoke.

"Extinguish."

When that word left his Mouth, there was no sound.

But Linghu Dongyuan saw a scene that would be unforgettable for his whole life!

On Linghu Xing's body Surface, those dark‑red lights vanished in an instant, as if someone blew out lamp after lamp.

From her crown onward, the Fire Poison receded, finally turning into a faint wisp of blue smoke that drifted out from her pores and vanished into the air.

Linghu Xing's body jolted sharply.

The grayish hue on her face began to fade, replaced by a healthy, slightly rosy complexion.

Her Breath changed from Weak to steady, her chest began rhythmic rises and falls, and the lips, blackened and cracked by Fire Poison, regained some color.

Linghu Xing let out a faint whimper, her eyelids fluttered slightly a few times.

Then she slowly opened her eyes.