Chapter 907: Mu Qianxue's Feelings

After hours of intense effort, Ling Feng wiped the sweat from his forehead. Gu Tengfeng's condition had finally stabilized.

However, the captain would likely need a wheelchair for the next month or two.

The team escorted Gu Tengfeng back to his residence, with Xue Xiaolin staying behind to care for him while the others dispersed to rest. With today's events, Gu Tengfeng was clearly unable to compete. As vice-captain, Gong Cheng would now shoulder the captain's responsibilities.

In terms of pure strength, Gong Cheng was actually weaker than Ye Nanfeng. But since Gu Tengfeng had chosen him as successor, he had no choice but to step up.

After leaving the training grounds, Ling Feng walked Mu Qianxue back to her residence as usual. Halfway there, Mu Qianxue suddenly bit her lip and turned to him.

"Big Brother Ling... during the captain's final strike... Did you secretly help him?"

"

Oh?

" Ling Feng's pupils contracted slightly. "How did you know?"

Indeed, when Gu Tengfeng broke through to the Transformation Realm, his sudden explosive punch had stunned Dugu Lang. But given Dugu Lang's skill and reflexes, he shouldn't have been knocked off the platform so easily. Unbeknownst to anyone, Ling Feng had used the "Terrifying Gaze" to disrupt Dugu Lang's mental state at the critical moment.

Ling Feng thought his intervention had gone unnoticed, yet Mu Qianxue had seen through it.

"I knew it," Mu Qianxue bit her lip, "but I saw you sway slightly before rushing onto the platform. I knew your spiritual consciousness must have suffered backlash."

Ling Feng scratched the back of his head. "I didn't realize you were so observant. It was an emergency. I couldn't stand by and watch."

Mastering techniques like Terrifying Gaze wasn't easy. Despite comprehending it in the Misty Ghost Forest, using such spiritual consciousness secret arts at the Transformation Realm placed tremendous strain on Ling Feng.

A single use had drained seventy percent of his spiritual consciousness. Though he appeared fine while treating Gu Tengfeng, he was actually at his limit.

"Qianxue, let's keep this between us. Especially from the captain," Ling Feng said weakly. "He's prouder than anyone. If he knew I interfered..."

As he spoke, Ling Feng's complexion paled further, beads of sweat forming on his forehead.

"Big Brother Ling, you're always so kind to everyone around you."

Mu Qianxue quickly moved to support him. Nearby, Tuoba Yan bit her lip and hesitated, withdrawing her outstretched hand when she saw Mu Qianxue assisting him.

"You're wrong, Qianxue." Ling Feng shook his head weakly. "It's because of me that the captain got hurt."

"Big Brother Ling..."

Mu Qianxue wanted to say more, but they had arrived at her courtyard. Ling Feng raised a hand to stop her. "Get some rest. I'll be fine."

"But..." Mu Qianxue's cheeks flushed pink. "At least rest here for a while. I..."

Before she could finish, Ling Feng's eyes rolled back as he collapsed straight backward.

"Big Brother Ling!"

Mu Qianxue cried out in alarm. Tuoba Yan rushed forward to help catch him. Together, the two women carried the unconscious Ling Feng into the courtyard.

He was simply exhausted beyond measure!

...

A pair of delicate hands gently wrung out a damp cloth and placed it on Ling Feng's forehead before carefully tucking him in.

These hands belonged to Mu Qianxue.

"Qianxue, h-how is he?" Tuoba Yan asked, biting her lip as she watched Mu Qianxue work. She wanted to help but found herself clumsy at caregiving.

"Just overexerted his spiritual consciousness," Mu Qianxue said with a soft smile. "He'll recover after resting."

She then asked casually, "Sister Yan'er... do you care about Big Brother Ling?"

"O-Of course not!" Tuoba Yan turned away stiffly. "Why would I care what happens to him?"

"Is that so?" Mu Qianxue smiled knowingly. As a woman herself, she recognized the signs.

Tuoba Yan's firm denial only confirmed the truth.

But this "blockhead" Ling Feng seemed completely oblivious to the feelings of the women around him...

"I need fresh air," Tuoba Yan said abruptly, uncomfortable under Mu Qianxue's perceptive gaze.

"Sister Yan'er, there's no need to pretend with me," Mu Qianxue said gently. "You like Big Brother Ling, don't you?"

"You... w-what nonsense! I w-would never..." Tuoba Yan's protest faded into silence, her clenched fists trembling slightly.

"Big Brother Ling is wonderful, just a bit dense sometimes." Mu Qianxue's smile held a trace of melancholy. "But knowing someone like you will be by his side... puts my mind at ease."

"What do you mean?" Tuoba Yan blinked in confusion before flushing red. "You don't need to... I wouldn't compete with you for..."

"It's not that." Mu Qianxue gently stroked Ling Feng's cheek, her first time seeing him so peaceful in sleep. "Big Brother Ling and I... we could never be. I just want to stay by his side for the time I have left, to create some memories. That's enough for me."

Drip!

A single tear escaped, landing on Ling Feng's face and causing him to frown slightly in his sleep.

"Qianxue, are you hiding something from us?" Tuoba Yan stepped closer, her feminine intuition sensing something amiss.

"Nothing at all." Mu Qianxue forced a brighter smile. "This is perfect as it is. Sister Yan'er, could you watch over Big Brother Ling while I prepare some congee[1]? I've been learning cooking from Sister Hongxiu!"

With that, Mu Qianxue hurried from the room, leaving Tuoba Yan to frown at the sleeping Ling Feng.

After speaking, Mu Qianxue quickly left the room, leaving Tuoba Yan behind with a slight frown. Tuoba Yan glanced at Ling Feng lying sound asleep and gave a soft snort.

"You've got it easy, don't you? Sleeping like that... Do you have any idea how many girls...

ah,

forget it..."

As Tuoba Yan spoke, a faint blush crept onto her face. She sighed, unable to finish the thought.

1. porridge with simple side dishes ☜