Chapter 120: Brother Coco

The moment Lin Xiaobao entered Yun Yuefei’s room, he saw Yun Zhongtian quietly conversing with a middle-aged man. Scanning with his spiritual sense, Lin Xiaobao discovered that the man possessed the cultivation realm of the Dao Embryo, and Yun Zhongtian’s attitude toward him was respectfully deferential.

Upon seeing Lin Xiaobao, Yun Zhongtian was momentarily surprised but quickly said, “Young Hero Lin, let me introduce you. This is Qin Feng, the most renowned alchemist of the Blood Victory Empire—Master Qin!”

Although Yun Zhongtian’s tone was ceremonious, Master Qin merely smiled slightly at Lin Xiaobao. In his eyes, a young man like Lin Xiaobao was insignificant. After all, Qin Feng was not a servant of the Yun family; he had only come at a friend’s request to assess Yun Yuefei’s condition and see if he could help. Yun Yuefei’s situation, however, was beyond his expectations. He had intended to leave immediately but, driven by curiosity and a thirst for knowledge, decided to stay and observe a little longer.

Seeing Qin Feng’s demeanor, Lin Xiaobao simply cupped his hands in greeting without much concern. To Lin Xiaobao, respect was reciprocal; if you honored me, I would honor you, otherwise, we were strangers and there was no need to watch each other’s expressions.

Lin Xiaobao then walked directly to Yun Yuefei’s bedside. Yun Yuefei was already asleep, and the blood he had vomited earlier seemed to have been cleaned up by the servants, leaving no trace.

Gently grasping Yun Yuefei’s wrist, Lin Xiaobao allowed his gentle spiritual energy to flow slowly into Yun Yuefei’s body through his fingers.

“What do you mean by this?” Qin Feng’s displeasure was evident as he watched Lin Xiaobao’s actions. The Yun family had invited him to treat Yun Yuefei, and though he felt helpless, they should not have let someone else take over treatment right in front of him—especially not a mere youth. Was this not implying that even this boy was superior to him?

Yun Zhongtian, experienced and astute, immediately grasped the critical point. He had not expected Lin Xiaobao to be so straightforward, and with a forced smile, he explained to Qin Feng, “He’s Keke’s friend, so he cares deeply about Yuefei.”

Obviously, Qin Feng was not satisfied with this explanation. “What could someone of that age possibly do? It’s all just showmanship!”

Yun Keke was well-known in Bloodwind City, and Qin Feng naturally assumed Lin Xiaobao was merely trying to impress her. He would never believe this youth could actually heal Yun Yuefei’s condition.

To Qin Feng, Yun Yuefei’s illness was exceptionally strange—he had never encountered anything like it in his centuries of experience.

As Lin Xiaobao’s spiritual energy continued to flow into Yun Yuefei’s body, his brows furrowed ever more deeply. This fellow truly was the darling of fate!

Lin Xiaobao had never imagined that Yun Yuefei not only inherited the strengths of both the Charm Tribe and the Demon Tribe but also carried within him the innate Void Demon Flame.

Among the Demon Tribe’s heritage, those favored by the heavens were born with bloodline-gifted innate skills—mutations within their lineage that served as extraordinary opportunities. Nearly every true Demon Tribe elite bore such a gift.

Yet, although Yun Yuefei had inherited this talent, he lacked the robust physique typical of the Demon Tribe. As his cultivation advanced, the innate skill grew stronger and stronger, eventually overwhelming his body. According to Lin Xiaobao’s estimation, if left untreated, Yun Yuefei’s life would last no more than six months.

“How is it?” Yun Keke asked anxiously as Lin Xiaobao turned to face her.

“Bad. Very bad!” Lin Xiaobao shook his head. Seeing Qin Feng’s scornful expression, he added, “If I’m right, he can only hold on for another six months.”

The moment these words left his mouth, Qin Feng’s disdain froze stiffly. He had made a similar prognosis before. How could this boy possibly know? It must be nonsense! Though startled, Qin Feng refused to believe someone so young could possess insight comparable to his own. Very few in the Blood Victory Empire knew that Qin Feng hailed from the Dan Dao Hall of Longxiang Continent—almost as prestigious as the Xuanyang Pavilion.

The Dan Dao Hall, on Longxiang Continent, was on par with the Xuanyang Pavilion. Though it ranked third among the sects, its alchemical prowess was unmatched in the present age.

Yun Zhongtian now had to regard Lin Xiaobao with newfound respect. After all, Lin Xiaobao’s conclusion closely matched Qin Feng’s, proving his ability was not to be judged by his age.

“Is there any solution?” Yun Keke’s voice trembled with pleading; she clearly did not want her elder brother to pass away so soon.

“There is a way, but it involves risk—and also requires that demon pill.” Lin Xiaobao hesitated. At this moment, he could not reveal everything, especially the secret that Yun Yuefei possessed the combined traits of both the Demon and Charm Tribes.

“A demon pill? Are you trying to kill him?” Qin Feng now fully believed Lin Xiaobao had guessed correctly. Yun Yuefei’s condition was caused by the innate true flame in his body. Adding a demon pill to boost his cultivation would surely cause him to explode and die within months.

“Master Qin, do you have any other methods?” Lin Xiaobao held little regard for Qin Feng; the man’s attitude was like he had personally insulted him. From the moment he arrived, Qin Feng had shown nothing but disdain and hostility.

“None for now, but I would never gamble with someone’s life!” Qin Feng argued passionately. In truth, he did have an idea, but its success rate was less than ten percent—no better than waiting for a miracle.

“If that’s the case, then don’t interfere with my treatment!” Lin Xiaobao said disdainfully. “Some things are beyond your understanding!”

“What did you say?” Qin Feng was stunned to be rebuked by a mere boy. Furious, he barked, “Do you think you can practice alchemy without reaching the Dao Heart realm? You don’t even possess a true flame!”

“Who says you must reach the Dao Heart realm to cultivate a true flame?” Lin Xiaobao said, pointing his right hand like a sword. Instantly, a flame flickered at his fingertip.

“You…” Qin Feng was dumbfounded. He sensed that the flame at Lin Xiaobao’s fingertip carried the aura of more than ten different exotic flames, yet it belonged to none of them.

What kind of world was this? There was a man lying on the bed who had cultivated a true flame without even reaching the Dao Heart realm—but he had already paid the price. Yet now, here stood a boy who hadn’t reached that realm either, yet had fully mastered his true flame.

Qin Feng had also detected the demon flame within Yun Yuefei but never considered this perspective. To him, Yun Yuefei had simply rushed to cultivate his true flame prematurely during the Spirit Dao realm, resulting in a demonic deviation and his present fate.

“Enough of your talk! If you’re incapable, then shut up!” Lin Xiaobao was growing increasingly irritated with Qin Feng. Though he admired the old man’s insight—after all, he could understand Yun Yuefei’s condition and knew the demon pill was useless for him—that did not mean Qin Feng could block his own path. The demon pill might not help Yun Yuefei, but it was invaluable to Lin Xiaobao himself.