148: Godfather?

Half a year passed like a fleeting white colt.

Lin Feng opened his eyes in his Immortal Cave at the Myriad Sound Sect, the starlight from his Inner Universe slowly receding from his pupils.

He had a rather leisurely half-year, spending most of his time comprehending Cultivation Techniques and occasionally using anchor points to teleport to his Immortal Cave on the Barren Island in the Chaotic Star Sea and Taibai Peak of the Falling Cloud Sect, to check on the recent cultivation progress of the women.

Most of the time, when he saw that the women were all in secluded cultivation, he would not disturb them.

After all, temporary warmth was far less important than long-term companionship; he hoped that one day he could take them with him to Ascend to the Spirit Realm and see the broader Universe.

Of course, there were also those who were not so “obedient.”

He caught Han Yunzhi, that girl, three times in a row, not meditating properly, but instead holding her snow-white Spirit Fox and napping in the Spirit Medicine garden.

After a few good “lessons” in bed and in the small forest, he finally made her focus and obediently return to secluded cultivation.

Lin Feng reviewed the cultivation progress of the women and planned his future path in his heart.

Nangong Wan was already a Nascent Soul Cultivator, her cultivation stable, requiring no worries from him.

Mo Fengwu, Chen Qiaoqian, and Dong Xuan'er had successively formed their Golden Cores, considered to have stepped into the threshold of high-level Cultivators.

Xin Ruyin and Yao'er had both reached Foundation Establishment Peak, only waiting for an opportunity, after which he could act as their Protector while they attempted to break through to Golden Core.

In contrast, Yan Li and Han Yunzhi were still in the Late Stage Foundation Establishment, progressing somewhat slower.

Lin Feng’s thoughts stirred, and his mind sank into the System Mall.

Over the years, he had accumulated more than ten Heaven-Defying Pills from exchanges.

This Medicinal Pill could change one’s fate against the heavens and improve Aptitude, but since he had taken too many himself, the effect was already minimal.

“It seems that the subsequent Heaven-Defying Pills must be saved for Qiaoqian and Yunzhi.”

Among the women, only these two had dual Spiritual Roots, making their Aptitude slightly inferior.

His other Dao Companions either had Heavenly Spiritual Roots or special Physiques; as long as their resources kept up, their path of cultivation would be smooth sailing.

After reviewing the cultivation plans of the women in his mind, Lin Feng’s Divine Thought completely withdrew from his Inner Universe.

As soon as he regained his senses, the sound transmission talisman at his waist trembled slightly.

It was a sound transmission Sect Leader Wang had sent yesterday, reminding him that today was the day Purple Spirit would be born.

Lin Feng took a deep breath, tidied his robes, pushed open the stone door of the quiet room, and walked out.

Outside the Immortal Cave, the sunlight was just right.

He arrived at Sect Leader Wang’s Immortal Cave.

Two graceful figures stood elegantly, guarding the entrance.

They were Fan Jingmei and Zhuo Ruting.

Lin Feng’s gaze fell on Fan Jingmei, a smile playing at the corner of his mouth.

After half a year, this girl had shed the deliberately imitated maturity and changed back into her lively light purple silk dress.

What pleased him even more was that the spiritual energy fluctuations on her body had clearly reached the tenth level of Qi Refining.

It seemed that the previous scolding had a significant effect.

“Elder.”

The two women, seeing him come out, quickly bowed in salute.

Fan Jingmei’s cheeks showed less of the initial fear and unease, and more of the composure and confidence brought by diligent cultivation.

Lin Feng walked up to her, raised his hand, and naturally ruffled her head.

“Not bad, Jingmei, it seems you haven’t been lazy.”

The warm palm rested on her head, Fan Jingmei’s body stiffened, a warmth coursing from her head throughout her body, and her cheeks instantly flushed red.

She subconsciously looked up and mumbled softly, “Elder, the Sect Leader and his wife are still inside…”

Her voice carried a hint of coquetry and shyness.

Lin Feng smiled, not minding, and withdrew his hand naturally.

This girl’s future status in the Myriad Sound Sect would be second only to Purple Spirit’s; outside, he should indeed give her some face.

He turned around and, facing the Restriction of Sect Leader Wang’s Immortal Cave, said loudly, “Sect Leader Wang, Lin is here to bother you.”

As soon as his voice fell, the light curtain in front of him dispersed like ripples.

The Immortal Cave door opened with a bang, and Sect Leader Wang’s face, full of anxiety and enthusiasm, appeared at the entrance.

“Brother Qinglian! You’re finally here!”

He grabbed Lin Feng’s arm, with such force that he nearly pulled Lin Feng off balance.

“Quick, quick, follow me!”

Lin Feng was half-hugged, half-dragged by him, and pulled all the way into the depths of the Immortal Cave.

After passing through several corridors, they arrived in front of an elegant quiet room.

The door was ajar, and suppressed gasps and a middle-aged woman’s soothing voice could be heard from inside.

Sect Leader Wang stopped at the door, pacing back and forth, sweat rolling down his face, looking like an ant on a hot pan.

“How is it?” he asked anxiously towards the inside.

“Sect Leader, rest assured, Madam is well, it’s just not time yet,” the middle-aged woman inside replied, sounding like an experienced midwife.

Sect Leader Wang rubbed his hands, muttering incessantly, “Why isn’t it time yet, why isn’t it time yet…”

Lin Feng found his distraught appearance a bit amusing and patted him on the shoulder.

“Sect Leader Wang, don’t worry, your wife is a good person and will surely have a safe delivery for both mother and daughter.”

“Yes, yes, yes, safe, it will definitely be safe…” Sect Leader Wang nodded repeatedly as if grasping at a life raft.

Lin Feng flipped his wrist, and two exquisite jade bottles appeared in his palm.

“Sect Leader Wang, I have two Medicinal Pills here.”

He handed over the jade bottles.

“This bottle can be given to your wife after childbirth to quickly replenish her Origin Qi. The other bottle, after the child is born, take a drop of the Medicinal Pill liquid and mix it into warm water; it can wash her bones and Spiritual Roots.”

Sect Leader Wang quickly took the jade bottles upon hearing this.

He pulled out the cork, and just by smelling it, a refreshing Medicinal Pill fragrance wafted over, and merely inhaling a breath made his Divine Soul feel clear.

His eyes glowed, and his face was filled with shock and gratitude.

“This… this… Brother Qinglian, such Spirit Pills are truly too precious!”

“Given our relationship, saying such things is too formal,” Lin Feng waved his hand.

“Good, good, good!”

Sect Leader Wang was so excited that he was incoherent; he tightly clutched the jade bottles and heavily patted Lin Feng’s shoulder.

“Brother Qinglian, Sect Leader Wang has no way to repay this great kindness!”

A determined glint flashed in his eyes, as if he had made some resolution.

“When the child is born safely, I will have her acknowledge you as her foster father! From now on, you will be half her father!”

With that, without waiting for Lin Feng’s reaction, he took the Medicinal Pills and rushed into the quiet room.

“Madam! I’m here! Elder Qinglian has brought divine medicine!”

Lin Feng’s outstretched hand, which was about to politely decline, froze in mid-air.

The smile on his face also solidified.

Foster father?

I… I was trying to help you with good intentions, why do you want to harm me?