435: Chapter 445 Leg Condition Serious! Su Feng, a Doctor with a Compassionate Heart!

As Yougu Prison was completely shattered, the heavy Seal that had shrouded the skies above Winter Temple for hundreds of millions of years gradually dissipated like melting snow.

Sunlight broke through the wind and snow, spilling onto this frigid land for the very first time.

"Father! Can you tell your son how you broke that yellow illusion?" Su Mo approached with fanatical eyes and an excited expression.

Having been tortured half to death by the yellow illusion, he still couldn't figure out the method to break it.

Facing his son's modest and eager gaze, Su Feng placed his hands behind his back, looked up at the sky at a forty-five-degree angle, and calmly spat out a few words:

"Your willpower is still not strong enough."

"Those who cultivate the Dao should be free from distracting desires. Mere temptations of the flesh could cause you to lose your Dao Heart; how will you ever attain the Dao and become a Great Emperor in the future? You still need more tempering."

This lecture, delivered without any psychological burden, sounded like booming grand bells in the ears of Su Hao, Su Mo, and the others!

Hearing this, everyone instantly felt that their father's already towering figure grew even taller by another Realm under the sunlight.

"As expected... I am still not working hard enough!"

Su Mo clenched his fists tightly, an unprecedented fighting spirit burning in his eyes.

"But Father, rest assured, I will definitely grow stronger! One day, I will become just like you!!"

He abruptly turned his head, grabbed Pei Qingnan's hand beside him, and shouted: "Qingnan, let's go! To the Chilian Peak Secret Realm of your Pei Family! I want to grow stronger!"

"I'm going too!"

"Count me in! Count me in!"

Stimulated by their old father's words, the descendants of the Su Family acted as if they had been injected with chicken blood, howling as they rushed into the sky straight toward Chilian Peak.

Watching these bratty kids who vanished in a flash, Su Feng secretly broke out in a cold sweat in his heart.

Good thing they ran fast; if they kept asking, his cover would really have been blown.

At the same time, Su Feng felt the desireless sage state within his body begin to recede rapidly like a receding tide.

The recovery ability of the Pure Yang Sacred Body was simply too strong.

Even though he had released all his inventory with Empress Luyin in order to trigger the sage mode, after just a short while, that scorching Pure Yang Origin began to stir restlessly within his body once again.

"Fellow Daoist Su... truly is a Divine Being."

After all the descendants of the Su Family left, a wave of elegant fragrance drifted over.

Zhu Nanrong took light steps and arrived by Su Feng's side.

In her eyes looking at Su Feng, there was now an extra trace of deep admiration.

Being able to powerfully achieve a Breakthrough in the yellow illusion by his own strength was enough to prove the rock-solid nature of Su Feng's Dao Heart, as well as his upright and blameless character.

Deep in Zhu Nanrong's heart, her evaluation of Su Feng reached its absolute peak at this moment.

This was definitely the most desireless extraordinary man in the entire world.

"Fellow Daoist Zhu flatters me."

Su Feng modestly waved his hand. "I am truly sorry for destroying your esteemed family's Yougu Prison. I will definitely compensate for all these losses in full."

Su Feng had absorbed a massive amount of Heavenly Emperor Origin from the seven-colored illusion, which included the pure cultivation he needed the most. This wave was definitely an absolute blood profit.

He was not a petty person, and since Zhu Nanrong was a System target and destined to be family in the future, giving some betrothal gifts was only right.

"Compensation is not necessary."

Zhu Nanrong gently shook her head, a trace of bewilderment revealing itself in her cold and detached gaze. "The existence of Winter Abyss was originally meant to suppress this prison. The successive Empress of Winter have all been the tomb guardians of this place."

"It's just that now that the prison has been shattered, I suddenly don't know... what the meaning of continuing to guard this place is anymore."

As the Empress of Winter, she had never left this frozen snow-covered land for 5.2 million years.

Now that her mission was lifted, she actually felt an unprecedented sense of emptiness.

At this moment, as the sage mode completely exited, Su Feng's instincts once again occupied the high ground.

His gaze began to uncontrollably drift toward Zhu Nanrong's cold-white long legs, which were half-hidden beneath her luxurious imperial robe.

"Gulp..."

Su Feng secretly swallowed a mouthful of saliva in his heart, filled with emotion: "In this world, there is actually such a flawless leg shape..."

Zhu Nanrong

(Finally able to draw pictures, the one without a veil is under review...)

Although his mind was running wild with a little train, the expression on his face was managed extremely well, revealing a contemplative look.

"Since that is the case, Fellow Daoist Zhu might as well change environments to relax."

Su Feng said in a sincere tone: "I would like to formally invite Fellow Daoist Zhu to visit my Wanxiang Star Domain. I wonder what you think of this?"

Hearing this, Zhu Nanrong's expression shifted slightly.

Ever since taking over Winter Abyss, she had never stepped foot outside of this place even once.

Guarding inside this ice-cold temple every day and looking at the devastated ice field, she admitted that her heart was indeed moved.

"Very well." Zhu Nanrong nodded. "But before leaving, I need to handle a matter first."

Her expression turned cold. She took out a white Elder token from her sleeve, celestial power surging at her fingertips, and decisively engraved her Divine Thought into it.

Four simple words, exuding ruthless decisiveness:

[Obliterate the Leng Family!]

A tumor eating inside and out like Leng Aotian, who colluded with the Myriad Poison Demon Sect and almost harmed Su Hao and the valley, naturally could not be allowed by Zhu Nanrong's temperament to stay alive past tonight.

"Alright. Since the journey this time is far, I'll have to trouble Fellow Daoist Su to lead the way." Zhu Nanrong put away the token, her tone returning to calmness.

Su Feng's eyes flickered slightly, silently praising that this Empress being able to firmly sit in the position of an overlord of a region was indeed not a simple or incompetent person.

"It is no trouble at all. Fellow Daoist, please follow me."

Su Feng waved his hand, and a star boat appeared in mid-air.

The two boarded the boat side by side, turning into a stream of light that sailed out of Winter Abyss and sped away in the direction of the Wanxiang Star Domain.

On the deck of the star boat, a jade table and an incense burner were set up.

The two sat facing each other, tasting tea and discussing the Dao.

However, as time went on,

no matter how dull her reaction was, Zhu Nanrong faintly sensed a trace of something amiss.

Why did this Fellow Daoist Su's gaze always wander imperceptibly toward the slit of her skirt?

"Fellow Daoist Su."

Zhu Nanrong put down her teacup, her slender eyebrows slightly knitted, and asked with a puzzled expression: "My legs... are there anything different about them? Why has Fellow Daoist kept staring at them?"

If any ordinary male cultivator dared to stare at her like this, Zhu Nanrong would definitely think the other party harbored evil intentions.

But sitting opposite her was Su Feng!

That was a lofty man who could even shatter the lust illusion!

In Zhu Nanrong's cognition, Su Feng was definitely the most upright man in the entire world who was least greedy for female beauty, without exception.

Since the option of "lustful" was ruled out, the only remaining possibility was that something serious had happened to her own body!

And a peerless expert like Fellow Daoist Su had seen through the clues at a glance.

"Ah?... This..."

Su Feng's heart suddenly skipped a beat.

He had been careless! Just now he was too busy appreciating the golden ratio of her leg lines and forgot to restrain his gaze, actually getting caught red-handed.

But could this stump Old Ancestor Su, whose thick skin was comparable to a city wall?

Su Feng's gaze instantly switched from "appreciation" to "professional solemnity".

He frowned, sighed, and said in a serious tone: "To be honest with you. I observe that Fellow Daoist Zhu has two extreme cold Meridian nodes on your legs, and the circulation of celestial power seems somewhat stagnant."

"Two abnormal nodes?!"

Zhu Nanrong showed astonishment and doubt.

Without any defense, she very naturally gently lifted a large portion of the ice-blue imperial robe's slit so that Su Feng could see more clearly.

In an instant!

Two long, straight legs radiating a cold-white gloss were displayed before Su Feng's eyes without any reservation.

"Hisss~~~"

Su Feng couldn't hold it back and clearly drew in a breath of cold air on the spot.

"Fellow Daoist Su, the condition of my legs... is it very severe?"

Hearing this sound of drawing in cold air, Zhu Nanrong couldn't help but tighten her heart.

Her body indeed possessed some accumulated cold poison, but they were all within a controllable range.

"Very severe! If handled improperly, there is fear of the Bloodline flowing in reverse!"

Su Feng wore a benevolent heart as a healer and spoke with a straight face.

He stood up, walked in front of Zhu Nanrong, and said in a low voice:

"Sit properly and don't move. Just by looking, it's impossible to tell whether this Meridian blockage is truly severe or not..."

"It requires me to personally and carefully inspect it for you before we can know."

Having said that, amidst Zhu Nanrong's trusting gaze,

Su Feng naturally reached out his thick and wide hand, slowly placing it onto Zhu Nanrong's ice-cold and smooth lower leg.