Chapter 6071: Something That Is Impossible Chapter 6071: Something That Is Impossible The Totem Dragon Clan’s Clan Chief looked awkward, but his smile remained unabated. Regardless, it was a good thing that this wasn’t a wasted trip, so it didn’t matter on whose account Ouyang Kongyu was helping Chu Feng. “Elder, you know my mother?” Chu Feng anxiously asked. “We have met.” Ouyang Kongyu smiled, but he didn’t elaborate too much. That smile surprised the crowd. Thus far, Ouyang Kongyu had maintained a cold face, even when interacting with the Totem Dragon Clan’s Clan Chief. It made them wonder whether his smile was out of appreciation of Chu Feng or his reminiscing of his ties with Jie Ranqing. “Don’t stand here. Come and rest in my monastery.” Ouyang Kongyu waved his hand. “Elder, your monastery is out in the open. Is it fine for us to enter just like that?” the Totem Dragon Clan’s Clan Chief asked hesitantly. He was worried about Chu Feng’s identity. Chu Feng’s grudge with the Seven Realms Sacred Mansion was public knowledge. It could bring trouble to Ouyang Kongyu if others learned that he had associated himself with Chu Feng. “Don’t bother yourself with the unnecessary. I wouldn’t have taken this request if I was afraid of Jie Tianran,” Ouyang Kongyu said. By then, he had already vanished, returning to the monastery. “What a temper.” Long Chengyu frowned. Even though they had come with a request for the other party, he still felt displeased seeing someone treating his father with such disrespect. He would have long spoken up about it if not for his worries that he might get in Chu Feng’s way. In contrast, the Totem Dragon Clan’s Clan Chief showed no unhappiness. “This is how Elder Ouyang is. Let’s enter then.” Thus, Chu Feng and the others entered the monastery. Ouyang Kongyu felt Jia Lingyi’s pulse, with Chu Feng and Bai Yunqing waiting by the side. Meanwhile, Wang Qiang and the others rested in the hall. The male teenager quickly stopped his training and served the crowd tea. He discreetly eyed the crowd before his gaze suddenly stopped on Chu Feng. His eyes lit up, and his cheeks reddened in excitement. “W-w-what’s wrong, little brother? Are you i-i-interested in my brother?” Wang Qiang teased. “T-t-that’s not it!” the teenager exclaimed. “W-w-why are you copying me?” Wang Qiang glared at the teenager. “I-I-I didn’t!” The teenager anxiously waved his hand, “Y-y-you dare claim otherwise?” Wang Qiang pretended to be angry. “He’s the same as you—a born stutterer,” Ouyang Kongyu said. He turned to Chu Feng and said, “That rascal is Tian Ming. He admires you a lot after hearing about your exploits.” Chu Feng turned to Tian Ming and smiled. Tian Ming’s look of nervousness transformed into a radiant smile. He was handsome despite being a stutterer, and it helped that he was young too. He had a comfortable face to look at. “Ey, it’s so n-n-nice to be young. I miss the old days. Others used to c-c-compliment me a lot back then.” Wang Qiang eyed Long Muxi, but the latter didn’t respond. Instead, it was Long Chengyu who asked out of curiosity, “Brother Wang Qiang, what do you compliment you for? Your martial cultivation?” “They compliment me for being young,” Wang Qiang replied. “Ah...” Long Chengyu was speechless. Complimenting a young man for being young? That doesn’t sound like much of a compliment. It feels more like they are struggling to find things to compliment you. “Haa, time is merciless. In the blink of an eye, I’m already at this age,” Wang Qiang remarked. “Indeed,” Long Chengyu agreed. “What are you two rascals saying? A bunch of kids talking like old men! Juniors like you are no different from infants in the world of cultivation!” the Totem Dragon Clan’s Clan Chief said. Most cultivators they knew lived for tens of thousands of years. Even the less talented one should not face too much trouble living for thousands of years. Just then, Ouyang Kongyu retracted his hand from Jia Lingyi’s wrist and frowned. “Her condition is worse than I thought.” “Elder, is it possible to restore her sanity?” Chu Feng asked. “It’ll take some time, and there’s no guarantee it’ll work. Do you want to go ahead? If so, I’ll have to make some preparations first,” Ouyang Kongyu said. “Yes, I want to go ahead,” Chu Feng said. “All right. Wait here for me.” Ouyang Kongyu took his leave. “Father, is Elder Ouyang trustworthy?” Long Chengyu asked the Totem Dragon Clan’s Clan Chief via voice transmission. “Rest assured. Elder Ouyang might be eccentric, but he is a trustworthy person,” the Totem Dragon Clan’s Clan Chief replied. Chu Feng walked up to the Totem Dragon Clan’s Clan Chief and said, “Elder, thank you for bringing me here.” “Young friend Chu Feng, there’s no need to thank me.” The Totem Dragon Clan’s Clan Chief waved his hand. “Elder, the Totem Dragon Clan is in a critical phase right now. You don’t have to stay here to accompany me,” Chu Feng revealed his thoughts. He knew that the Totem Dragon Clan’s Clan Chief wanted to repay the debt, but consideration went both ways. If the Totem Dragon Clan’s Clan Chief had nothing on hand, he would be more than happy to have such a powerhouse accompanying him. However, the Totem Dragon Clan was in a critical phase. Regaining dominance over the Totem Galaxy was one thing, but more importantly, after what had happened to the Immortal Sea Fish Clan and the Heavenly Dome Immortal Sect, the Totem Dragon Clan needed its clan chief to analyze the matter and figure out their next step. “Young friend Chu Feng, feel free to come to the Totem Dragon Clan after this matter is over. Our Totem Dragon Clan will side with you, even against the Seven Realms Sacred Mansion,” the Totem Dragon Clan’s Clan Chief said. “All right,” Chu Feng accepted the offer with a smile, but he had no intention of seeking refuge with the Totem Dragon Clan. On the one hand, he didn’t want to implicate the Totem Dragon Clan. On the other hand, the Totem Dragon Clan didn’t have the means to protect him either. Chu Feng wanted Bai Yunqing to return with the Totem Dragon Clan’s Clan Chief, but Bai Yunqing insisted on staying behind. The Totem Dragon Clan’s Clan Chief waited for Ouyang Kongyu to return before taking his leave with Long Chengyu and Long Muxi. Wang Qiang and Bai Yunqing stayed behind to accompany Chu Feng. Ouyang Kongyu took out a bunch of containers and laid them on the ground. Steam was rising from these containers, along with medicinal fragrances. They must have been concocted with special medicinal herbs, or else they wouldn’t have maintained such a state. “The three of you are world spiritists, right?” Ouyang Kongyu asked while fiddling with the containers. “Yes,” the three of them replied in unison. “Come here and help, but don’t use your spirit power,” Ouyang Kongyu said as he tossed identical containers, equipment, and three Cosmos Sacks to each of them. “Process the herbs using this method. The processing must be on point; you can’t make any mistakes. I know that you are lauded as prodigies, but this won’t be easy. Give it a try. It’ll be good if you can pull it off, but tell me in advance if you can’t do it lest you waste my herbs.” With a wave of his sleeves, Ouyang Kongyu conjured an elaborate blueprint detailing how the equipment should be used to process the herbs. One of the competencies of a world spiritist was their ability to treat ailments, so most of them were familiar with dealing with herbs too. The herbs Ouyang Kongyu had brought out looked ordinary, but they weren’t as simple as they seemed. They needed to be specially processed before they could be used. Chu Feng, Wang Qiang, and Bai Yunqing began processing and mixing the herbs with the equipment using Ouyang Kongyu’s method before placing them into the containers. While it looked simple on the surface, the difficulty level was high. For instance, the herbs had to be processed with an extremely high level of precision, or else they would lose their medicinal energy, thus rendering everything futile. The three of them were like apprentices, struggling in the earlier phase. Chu Feng quickly grasped the method, followed by Bai Yunqing. Only Wang Qiang kept groaning, “Impossible. I-I-I can’t do this.” “Steer clear if you can’t do it,” Ouyang Kongyu impatiently replied. Wang Qiang grinned. “Sure thing, e-e-elder! Feel free to c-c-call me when you need me.” He happily ran off to the side. Ouyang Kongyu would glance at Chu Feng and Bai Yunqing now and then while processing the herbs himself. “Elder, I’m done.” Chu Feng walked over with the containers. He had processed not just his portion but Wang Qiang’s too. “Have someone taught you before?” Ouyang Kongyu was baffled. His method was different from normal world spiritist techniques and traditional medical skills. Even prodigies should have taken a long time to grasp it. Yet, Chu Feng’s processed herbs looked nothing like the handiwork of an amateur, not to mention that he completed the task fast. “It’s my first time.” Chu Feng smiled. “I see your talent isn’t limited to just martial cultivation and world spiritist techniques.” Ouyang Kongyu nodded in approval. “Speaking of which, Jie Tianran mentioned on the Nine Heavens’ Zenith that he plundered your mother’s bloodline. You shouldn’t believe those words.” Chu Feng sensed that there was something deeper to those words, so he quickly asked, “What makes you say that, elder?” “Nothing could happen to your mother,” Ouyang Kongyu replied.