Chapter 679 The Saintess Demands His Supreme Bloodline to Fertilize Her Sacred Soil

Chapter 679: Chapter 679 The Saintess Demands His Supreme Bloodline to Fertilize Her Sacred Soil

"How is he so handsome?!"

The young master shouted those words in his heart, completely dumbfounded.

Ever since he was young, he had been praised for his appearance.

Wherever he went, he was always the most handsome man in the room.

Women would secretly glance at him, young men would envy him, and even older cultivators would occasionally sigh at how unfairly the heavens had blessed him.

He had long since become accustomed to being the center of attention.

But today...

For the first time in his life, he had encountered someone who completely crushed him in terms of appearance.

And that person was Lin Feng.

The difference was simply too great.

Lin Feng was taller than him, broader in the shoulders, and carried a powerful physique that made his presence impossible to ignore.

But what truly caught the young master’s attention were Lin Feng’s eyes.

Those piercing blue eyes seemed capable of seeing straight through a person’s soul.

It felt as though Lin Feng only needed a single glance to uncover every secret he had ever tried to hide.

The young master swallowed nervously.

And then there was Lin Feng’s temperament.

That was what truly defeated him.

Lin Feng didn’t need to deliberately act arrogant or put on airs.

He simply stood there, and an indescribable aura naturally surrounded him.

It was the temperament of someone who stood at the peak of the world and a supreme master who had seen countless things and could remain completely calm no matter what happened.

Compared to Lin Feng, the young master suddenly felt like an ordinary young man who had just walked into the presence of a true immortal.

His confidence suffered a devastating blow.

For the first time in his entire life...

He had been completely beaten.

Not in cultivation.

Not in wealth.

Not in status.

But in the one area he had always considered his greatest advantage.

His handsomeness.

The young master silently clenched his fists.

"Impossible..."

He had finally met his natural enemy.

And unfortunately for him, his enemy wasn’t merely a little more handsome.

He was several showers ahead.

The young master quickly recovered from his initial shock, remembering the exact reason he had come in the first place.

He made haste and he stepped forward and respectfully cupped his fists.

"Junior greets Medicine King Lin Feng."

Lin Feng nodded calmly.

"Mm. No need to be so polite."

Meanwhile, the old man who had brought him here stood behind his young master with a satisfied expression.

He had finally managed to bring his young master before Medicine King Lin Feng.

Now, all they could do was hope that the Medicine King would be willing to treat him.

"Tell me why you’re here."

Lin Feng did not bother wasting time with unnecessary pleasantries.

He had already seen countless patients, and there were still many more waiting outside.

If this young man had come to seek treatment, then he might as well explain his problem directly.

"It’s like this, Medicine King Lin Feng... I..."

Fang Han hesitated for a moment before finally beginning his story.

His name was Fang Han, and he was the young master of a powerful family from the Celestial Dragon Peak Empire.

He was only twenty-one years old, and under normal circumstances, someone his age with his background should have had an extremely smooth cultivation journey.

Unfortunately, things had not gone according to plan.

For nearly two years, Fang Han had been stuck at the same bottleneck.

No matter how hard he cultivated, his cultivation refused to advance.

He had tried practically everything.

He had consumed precious pills, absorbed spirit stones, entered cultivation chambers, sought guidance from famous masters, and even traveled to several ancient inheritance sites in search of opportunities.

Nothing worked.

His cultivation simply remained stagnant.

At first, everyone thought it was merely a temporary bottleneck.

After all, cultivators occasionally encountered barriers that could take years to overcome.

But one year passed.

Then another.

And Fang Han still hadn’t made the slightest breakthrough.

Even the famous experts he had consulted couldn’t figure out what was wrong with him.

Some eventually gave him a rather ridiculous answer.

They said he had been cursed by the heavens.

Fang Han naturally refused to believe it at first.

But after hearing the same conclusion from one expert after another, even he had begun to wonder if there was truly something wrong with his fate.

After listening to the entire story, Lin Feng nodded.

"I see."

He looked at Fang Han carefully.

Unlike the other experts who had examined him, Lin Feng didn’t need to perform complicated tests or have Fang Han consume strange pills.

With his abilities, merely looking at the young man was enough.

His gaze swept through Fang Han’s body.

A moment later, Lin Feng understood everything.

There was nothing wrong with Fang Han’s cultivation talent.

In fact, the opposite was true.

His talent was frighteningly high.

The problem was something hidden much deeper.

"You have a peculiar bloodline," Lin Feng finally said.

Fang Han immediately became serious.

"A bloodline?"

"Yes."

Lin Feng nodded.

"It is both powerful and ancient. Unfortunately, it is currently dormant inside your body. Your cultivation isn’t truly stuck because you lack talent. Rather, your body is subconsciously suppressing your own bloodline."

Fang Han’s eyes widened.

"So... I’m not cursed by the heavens?"

Lin Feng almost laughed.

"Of course not."

He shook his head.

"If anything, you’ve been blessed by the heavens. You simply haven’t figured out how to use that blessing."

Fang Han’s breathing became heavier.

Lin Feng continued.

"Your bloodline needs to be fully awakened. Once that happens, you’ll be like a phoenix rising from the ashes."

A confident smile appeared on Lin Feng’s face.

"After your bloodline awakens, your cultivation speed will undergo a tremendous transformation. Those bottlenecks that have troubled you for years will become almost meaningless."

Fang Han stared at him in disbelief.

"Really?"

"Of course."

Lin Feng wasn’t making an empty promise.

He had already worked out several methods to awaken Fang Han’s dormant bloodline.