Chapter 914: Heart-Nurturing Spirit Pill

At the training grounds of the East Court's Sword Team in Tianwei Academy.

That day, aside from the Tianfeng Sword Team members conducting their daily training routine, the severely injured Gu Tengfeng had also come to observe his teammates, seated in a wheelchair pushed by Xue Xiaolin.

Moreover, the entire Central Court Sword Team had arrived to cheer on the Tianfeng Sword Team!

During the Five Courts' Sword Team Grand Competition, though the Central Court Sword Team had lost to the East Court's Sword Team, no resentment remained between them. Instead, they had developed a strong friendship.

The Central Court's captain, Li Yunting, generously shared his comprehensive knowledge of the Royal Sword Team's members with the Tianfeng Sword Team, hoping it might prove helpful.

"Brother Li, your thoughtfulness touches me deeply."

Gu Tengfeng sat in his wheelchair, eyes filled with gratitude as he struggled to rise and bow in thanks.

"Brother Gu, you're injured, don't exert yourself." Li Yunting quickly stepped forward to steady him, helping him sit back down. "We're all fighting for Tianwei Academy's honor."

"

Ah

..." Gu Tengfeng sighed. "But in my current state..."

Li Yunting patted his shoulder gently. "The Fourth Prince truly crossed the line. It was supposed to be a fair duel, yet he poached members and injured the opposing captain beforehand, completely disregarding competitive integrity!"

"

Hehe,

well, he is a prince after all!"

Ye Nanfeng, standing nearby, ground his teeth in frustration, though powerless to do anything beyond silently cursing the Fourth Prince.

"By the way, where's Brother Ling?"

Li Yunting scanned the crowd but saw no sign of Ling Feng, finally voicing his curiosity.

Mu Liufeng, Lu Qingshan, and others also perked up, equally interested in Ling Feng's whereabouts.

Just days ago, he had publicly crushed a Royal Sword Team member at the city gates. Was he now in seclusion developing some devastating new technique?

"Seems everyone's curious about my activities."

A hearty laugh suddenly rang from the entrance. All eyes turned to see none other than Ling Feng himself.

Yue Yunlan's eyes brightened. She knew Ling Feng had gone to the Tianmeng Chamber of Commerce but hadn't expected his absence to last this long.

"Big Brother! (Brother Feng!)"

The Tianfeng Sword Team members visibly brightened at his appearance. Before leaving, Ling Feng had instructed Tuoba Yan to relay that he'd return with good news.

"Brother Ling!"

Li Yunting also fixed his gaze on Ling Feng. Though only a month had passed, Ling Feng had already advanced to the early-stage Transformation Realm. But everyone knew better than to judge him by surface-level cultivation, underestimating him would be fatal.

"Captain Li, you're here too!"

Ling Feng glanced around, noting the entire Central Court Sword Team present, including Yue Yunlan.

"Haha, here to lend our support." Li Yunting laughed heartily. "Though we can't join the battle, we hope Tianwei Academy's sword team can defeat the Royal Sword Team and forge a new legend!"

"Then I'll take your blessings to heart." Ling Feng smiled faintly, eyes gleaming with confidence.

No matter what, this battle had to be won!

"Well, I won't disturb your training further." After a few more encouraging words, Li Yunting prepared to leave with his team.

"Wait."

Ling Feng stopped them, retrieving a heart-nurturing spirit pill from his storage spirit ring. "Miss Yue, this heart-nurturing spirit pill is for you."

Yue Yunlan bit her lip lightly and nodded, accepting the pill with a slight bow. "Thank you, Mr. Ling."

She had already learned about the heart-nurturing spirit pill's effects from Yan Cangtian.

To think Ling Feng had actually succeeded in refining it...

An eighth-tier spirit pill!

After the Central Court Sword Team departed, Ling Feng distributed the remaining heart-nurturing spirit pills with a bright smile.

"Everyone, with Elder Yan and Miss Yue's help, I've uncovered the true purpose of those pills from the ancient Huangji Sect. They're called Sacred Dragon Tyrant-Blood Pills, capable of drastically enhancing a martial practitioner's innate talent!"

Jiang Xiaofan, Li Bufan, Mu Qianxue, and Tuoba Yan all stiffened in surprise. Among the eight Sacred Dragon Tyrant-Blood Pills Ling Feng had retrieved, four had gone to them, with Yue Yunlan and Yan Cangtian each receiving one, the Despicable Donkey swallowing another, and Ling Feng keeping the last.

"Big Brother, does this mean we can take those pills now?"

Jiang Xiaofan's face lit up. With battle approaching, even slight strength boosts could turn the tide.

"

Mhmm

." Ling Feng handed each of them a heart-nurturing spirit pill. "Take this before consuming the Sacred Dragon Tyrant-Blood Pill. It will seal the pill's medicinal strength within your dantian, allowing for gradual absorption and preventing your body from being torn apart by the overwhelming power."

"

Haha,

fantastic!"

Jiang Xiaofan eagerly accepted his pill.

Li Bufan gave Ling Feng a deep look and said nothing more, but his eyes spoke volumes. The upcoming battle with the Royal Sword Team would be fought with everything he had.

Mu Qianxue and Tuoba Yan also accepted their pills, unable to suppress their excitement at obtaining such a supreme god pill.

Other teammates watched enviously, though they understood the limited quantity made equal distribution impossible.

"Xiaofan."

Ling Feng then retrieved a sleek black sword from his storage spirit ring and handed it to Jiang Xiaofan.

"This is the Sword of Silent Awe, forged from your Ten-Thousand Tempered Steel. Sword Maniac asked me to deliver it."

Jiang Xiaofan blinked in surprise before accepting the blade with both hands, grinning broadly. "

Haha,

Master Sword mentioned forging me a sword, but I didn't expect it so soon!"

Ye Nanfeng couldn't resist a jab. "Such a narrow blade doesn't suit you, Xiaofan. Looks too light."

Jiang Xiaofan scratched his head sheepishly. "It's fine. Even if it's light, it's the thought that counts."

Ye Nanfeng smirked. "Mind if I take a look?"

Without suspicion, Jiang Xiaofan casually tossed the sword over.

The moment Ye Nanfeng caught it, his arms buckled. "

Wah!

"

The sword slipped and crashed to the ground with a heavy

thud

.

"W-What the..." Ye Nanfeng stared blankly. "How is this so heavy?!"

Others gaped at the Sword of Silent Awe.

How could such a slender blade weigh so much?

For Ye Nanfeng to fail to catch it, the sword had to weigh at least fifty thousand catties!