NCCnovel Chapter 1091: Acquaintance
Chapter 1091: Acquaintance
Jiang Yantian was getting closer.
He made no attempt to conceal his presence.
Su Chengfeng, who was already on high alert, suddenly sat up.
"Who?"
He was extremely vigilant, his eyes fixed on the approaching presence in the darkness.
The mountains were shrouded in darkness at night.
The small fire that Su Chengfeng had lit was the only light in this darkness.
Sensing someone getting closer, Su Chengfeng got up.
Su Chengfeng's muscles were tense.
He forcefully suppressed the excruciating pain churning in his internal organs and the dizziness caused by the depletion of his vital essence.
His gaze was fixed on the aura deep within the dense forest to his side!
The person arrived very slowly!
next moment!
A figure clearly came into Su Chengfeng's bloodshot eyes.
The dark red robe stood out starkly in the dim forest.
The robe was of exceptional quality, with a subtle, understated sheen.
He was tall and slender, with a posture that carried an almost languid ease.
His face was so handsome it was almost otherworldly, with sword-like eyebrows that slanted upwards into his temples, a high nose bridge, and thin lips that were slightly pursed.
He exudes an aura of untamed confidence.
Su Chengfeng's heart was pounding wildly in his chest.
Although the other party's aura was relatively gentle, his temperament was extraordinary, and he was definitely not an ordinary cultivator!
"Who goes there!"
Su Chengfeng's voice was hoarse and dry.
His body sank slightly, and the last of his spiritual energy struggled to circulate in his depleted meridians.
Be prepared to either strike suddenly or flee at any time!
As long as the other party shows even the slightest hint of murderous intent!
He immediately burned his last bit of essence and fled.
Even if the price is complete ruin, it's better than dying here without knowing why!
Scared.
They're scared of being beaten.
Good luck!
Su Chengfeng sensed that there was no trace of killing intent emanating from the other party.
It was as calm as a bottomless, icy pool.
But this did not relax Su Chengfeng; instead, it made the chill in his heart even stronger.
The calmer it is, the more unfathomable it is!
Just as Su Chengfeng was rapidly considering the pros and cons,
Jiang Yantian's figure seemed to teleport, taking a single step!
The two were still several feet apart.
Su Chengfeng suddenly felt a blur before his eyes!
The opponent was already like a ghost, less than ten feet in front of him!
A greeting broke the silence.
Jiang Yantian still wore that harmless, gentle smile.
He bowed to Su Chengfeng in a very natural manner.
"I apologize for disturbing your meditation, fellow Daoist."
He said sincerely, "My surname is Fu and my given name is Qing. Our meeting is fate. Fellow Daoist, you can just call me Fu Qing."
“Pay in full…” Su Chengfeng murmured.
"Hey, it's me!"
Jiang Yantian casually glanced at Su Chengfeng's pale face and the barely concealed weakness emanating from him.
"What...what brings you here? We don't know each other, do we?"
Su Chengfeng should be wary.
How could I possibly say anything more to him?
First, figure out the other party's purpose.
“Of course we don’t know each other!” Jiang Yantian smiled slightly: “I am just a hermit in the mountains, making a living by refining pills and making medicine.”
"Having grown accustomed to a life of leisure, I have always enjoyed traveling to famous mountains and rivers to experience the wonders of nature."
He said in a relaxed tone, "I just happened to pass by this place today. I never expected to meet such an outstanding person as you, fellow Daoist, who is camping and meditating here in this secluded valley."
"What a rare opportunity!"
He sighed, his smile becoming even more genuine.
Fu was delighted and, on a whim, thought he would go up and greet them, and chat for a few words to relieve the loneliness of the journey.
"I don't know..."
His deep, penetrating eyes, seemingly able to see through people's hearts, held a gentle smile.
The words landed on Su Chengfeng's wary face.
"Fellow Daoist...do you mind?"
Upon hearing that the other party was an alchemist and pharmacist, Su Chengfeng couldn't help but relax his guard a little.
After all, it is perfectly normal for a rogue alchemist to travel the world.
Moreover, they are easier to approach than some alchemists from various sects.
The reason is simple: many alchemists and pharmacists harbor a heart dedicated to healing the sick and saving lives.
In their cultivation process, helping people cure illnesses and providing free medical consultations are all forms of spiritual practice.
Of course, there are some malicious people among them.
But the man before her had an extraordinary air about him, and did not have that sinister and cunning feeling.
His appearance reflects his inner state, and he has always been very accurate in judging people.
Since the other party was only trying to offer their greetings, Su Chengfeng didn't say much.
The vigilance in my heart remains.
He raised his hand and clasped his hands in return, saying, "I see. I am also a wandering cultivator, and I know how lonely the journey is."
“In the past, when I was practicing, I would go up and chat with other fellow practitioners when I saw them setting up camp.”
"Hahahaha!" Jiang Yantian laughed: "Indeed, we are kindred spirits."
Jiang Yantian stepped forward and conjured a table and two seats with his hand.
Good wine was placed on the table, lying right next to the campfire.
"The internet... um... mountains connect us, let's cherish this bond!"
"It is my good fortune to meet like-minded fellow Daoists. Come, shall we share a drink?"
Su Chengfeng hesitated.
Chatting is fine, but let's skip the drinking.
That's so dangerous.
The other person is a social butterfly and so proactive; it just feels weird.
Su Chengfeng's mind raced, and the words of refusal were almost on the tip of his tongue!
At this critical moment!
The man in the red robe standing before him called himself "Fu Qing".
The gentle smile on his face vanished abruptly!
Instead, an extremely solemn expression appeared on his face!
In an instant, it locked onto Su Chengfeng's body hidden beneath his loose clothing.
His gaze seemed to penetrate the skin and flesh, looking directly at the riddled internal organs and the depleted source of life!
"Fellow Daoist, you..."
Jiang Yantian's voice suddenly rang out.
It carried an unprecedented seriousness and earnestness.
Su Chengfeng's heart sank suddenly, as if he had been gripped tightly by an invisible hand!
"I......?"
He forced himself to calm down.
Damn it, they must have figured something out.
His instincts told him that things were... going to get bad!
Jiang Yantian did not look away, his eyes sharp.
His voice was deep and resolute: "You...are you seriously injured?"
It's no longer a question, but a near-certain statement!
"boom!!!"
These words were like a thunderclap, exploding directly in Su Chengfeng's chaotic mind!
A chill instantly shot from the soles of my feet straight to the top of my head!
How could he know?
He had clearly done his best to conceal his aura and forcibly suppress his injuries using a secret technique.
It was also well covered up.
Even the strongest person might not be able to see through it at a glance!
What exactly is the cultivation level of this Fu Qing in front of us?
Or rather... does he have some special methods?
The injury is exposed, revealing a vulnerable state!
In the treacherous and dog-eat-dog world of cultivation, it's like showing your bleeding wound to a hungry wolf!
The other party might take advantage of his weakness to kill him and steal his treasure!
The weak are ultimately doomed!
In a flash, Su Chengfeng made a decision!
We absolutely cannot admit it!
He forced a smile to maintain that feigned ease.
"I wasn't hurt! Why...why do you say that?"
"Fellow Daoist, could it be that your perception is incorrect?"
Upon hearing this, Jiang Yantian slowly shook his head.
"wrong."
Jiang Yantian's gaze sharpened further.
"You can fool ordinary cultivators, and even those with dull senses..."
His voice was deep and powerful, carrying a strength that pierced through illusion.
"But you absolutely... can't hide it from me!"
He slightly raised his chin.
His face naturally revealed the pride and confidence of a professional.
"Have you forgotten what I just said? Besides traveling through mountains and rivers, the thing I've studied most diligently in my life is the art of traditional Chinese medicine!"
"He is both a pharmacist and an alchemist!"
"More importantly..."
Jiang Yantian paused, a look of pity appearing in his eyes!
The expression on his handsome, unrestrained face had an eerie harmony to it.
"I have been practicing medicine for many years, dedicated to healing the sick and saving lives; this is my duty!"
"The number of lives saved by Mr. Fu is countless; even ordinary people, he has saved no less than ten thousand..."
"No eight thousand...no..."
"His experience is undeniable!"
Su Chengfeng was surprised; he really was a miracle doctor.
He also listened to the splits.
I always hear the phrase "If not ten thousand, then eight thousand" very smoothly.
"And who would say, 'No ten thousand, no eight thousand, no one!'"
Jiang Yantian's gaze refocused on his face.
With an unquestionable diagnostic tone: "Fellow Daoist, you may seem to be putting on a brave face right now, but in reality..."
"His breath was as faint as a spider's thread, like a candle flickering in the wind!"
"This is a sign of severe depletion of one's vital essence and imminent death!"
His words struck Su Chengfeng's defenses like a heavy hammer!