Chapter 675 Famous Across Nine Heavens for the Size of His Little Brother

Chapter 675: Chapter 675 Famous Across Nine Heavens for the Size of His Little Brother

Lin Feng’s tongue would drag slowly along her sensitive flesh, circle her swollen clit, then push deeper to taste every fresh rush of wetness she gave him.

He never rushed. He never grew tired.

He simply licked and sucked and teased until her thighs trembled and her voice broke.

Rong Xian soon lost count of how many times she climaxed beneath him.

"Aghhhhh..."

"Ohhhhhh..."

"Ughhhhh..." Her cries filled the room night after night.

Pleasure crashed through her in endless waves... some sharp and sudden, others long and rolling until she could barely breathe.

She tried to endure.

She tried to stay conscious and keep receiving everything he gave her.

Yet Lin Feng was simply too skilled a lover.

It would have been easier to become a true immortal and ascend to the heights of heaven than to outlast him in the art he loved most.

On one particular night the intensity reached a new peak.

Lin Feng had already brought her to several powerful orgasms when he suddenly pushed his long, thick tongue deep inside her cunt, swirling and thrusting with deliberate, greedy precision.

He hit the barrier of Rong Xian’s purity and did not force more tongue inside lest it’ll break.

The sensation was overwhelming, hot, wet, and impossibly intimate.

"Yesssss!" Rong Xian’s final scream rang out, high and broken.

That single deep invasion became the last straw.

A final, shattering climax tore through her entire body. Her back arched off the bed.

Her fingers clenched the sheets. Her vision went white.

Then her strength left her all at once, and she collapsed into deep, thoroughly satisfied sleep still trembling faintly beneath his mouth.

***

After Lin Feng officially welcomed Rong Xian into his harem, his life quickly returned to its usual routine.

He continued teaching during the day, cultivating whenever he had free time, and, most importantly, healing people who came seeking his help.

As more and more people were cured, Lin Feng’s reputation only grew.

The title of Medicine King had already spread throughout the cultivation world, and by now, very few people dared to question his ability.

In Clear Moon City, conversations about him could be heard almost everywhere.

"Lin Feng really is the greatest doctor in the world."

"I completely agree! If Lin Feng says he is second, then nobody would dare claim to be first."

"Exactly! Medicine King Lin Feng is truly second to none."

"His medical techniques are simply unbelievable."

Several cultivators gathered around a table, enthusiastically discussing the latest rumors.

One of them lowered his voice dramatically.

"Although, I heard his method of treating people is rather... peculiar."

"Peculiar? How?"

"You haven’t heard?"

The man looked around before leaning closer.

"I heard that he once treated a Divine Tribulation Realm powerhouse by cooking him."

The surrounding cultivators immediately stared at him.

"Cooking?"

"Yes! Cooking!"

The man nodded with absolute confidence.

"They supposedly put the old powerhouse inside a gigantic treasure pot, added water, started a fire, and then actually boiled him!"

"What?!"

"Are you serious?"

"You’re telling me Medicine King Lin Feng saved a Divine Tribulation Realm expert by boiling him like a fish?"

The storyteller nodded solemnly.

"That’s what I heard."

Someone immediately burst out laughing.

"What kind of medical technique is that?"

"It’s Lin Feng’s technique. Can you question it?"

Another cultivator shook his head in amazement.

"Apparently, that old powerhouse had been suffering from an enormous amount of death qi for countless years. Normal pills and healing techniques couldn’t remove it. Lin Feng’s method was apparently the only thing capable of forcing the death qi out of his body."

"So he really was boiled?"

"Apparently."

The group fell silent for a moment.

Then someone shrugged.

"Well, that’s a minor price to pay for getting your life saved."

"Exactly!"

Another cultivator laughed.

"If I were already standing at Death’s Door, I’d be willing to be boiled alive if it meant I could survive!"

"Same here!"

"Forget being boiled. If Lin Feng told me to jump into a volcano, I’d probably ask him whether he wanted me to bring my own bucket!"

The surrounding people laughed.

Of course, not everyone found the story funny.

Several cultivators who had recently arrived in Clear Moon City had been listening very carefully from the beginning.

These newcomers had not come here to join the gossip.

They had come because they were sick.

More precisely, many of them had spent years, decades, or even centuries suffering from injuries that ordinary physicians and alchemists could not cure.

They had heard rumors about Medicine King Lin Feng and had traveled thousands of kilometers simply for the chance to meet him.

Naturally, they wanted to know everything about him.

"What else do you know about Medicine King Lin Feng?"

"Is it true that he can heal cultivators in the Divine Tribulation Realm?"

"Not only can he heal them, but I’ve heard he has already saved several."

"Really?"

"Of course. Otherwise, why would so many old monsters be gathering in Clear Moon City?"

The newcomers immediately pricked up their ears.

Every piece of gossip was important.

Every rumor could mean the difference between finding a cure and continuing to suffer for another hundred years.

Soon, more stories began circulating.

Some spoke about Lin Feng’s miraculous medical skills.

Others talked about his terrifying cultivation.

There were even rumors that his seemingly ordinary words could cause people to experience enlightenment.

The more the newcomers listened, the more shocked they became.

"This Medicine King Lin Feng... just what kind of person is he?"

Nobody had a proper answer.

But there was one thing everyone seemed to agree on.

If someone had a serious illness or an injury that even the greatest physicians in the cultivation world could not treat, there was only one place worth trying.

Clear Moon City.

And the name they needed to remember was...

Medicine King Lin Feng.

By this point, the faces of those waiting to be healed were filled with hope.

Many of them had suffered from their afflictions for decades.