The crisp sound of stones being placed continued to emerge.
Ling Feng's eyes flickered with sharp brilliance.
"Good move!"
Ling Feng couldn't help but sigh, finding himself unexpectedly trapped as if sinking into quicksand.
This was the first time Ling Feng had felt this way during a game of chess.
He had meticulously arranged his surrounding pieces, even luring the opponent into his trap step by step.
Yet, when he began his offensive, the opponent was able to resist, even counterattacking.
In just a few moves, Ling Feng realized his attacking pieces were at a disadvantage!
If this continued, he would be the first to be exhausted!
This was naturally unacceptable to Ling Feng, and he had to break through!
"Heh heh, young friend's chess skills are superb. This is hardly what one would expect from a cultivator at the Condensation Yuan stage!"
The old man opposite suddenly spoke.
Ling Feng was startled, then his eyes narrowed, staring intently at the old man before him.
Was his previous feeling actually correct?
Could this fellow truly see through everything about him?
Were all his hidden secrets easily discernible in the eyes of the other party?
"Then what is your cultivation realm?"
Ling Feng retorted, his hand movements on the board not slowing down at all. He had already found a way to break the stalemate!
At worst, he could force a mutual destruction!
Ling Feng would never allow himself to lose a game!
The old man's attention was clearly still more focused on the chessboard. Seeing Ling Feng's latest move, his eyes lit up: "Heh heh, better to be shattered jade than intact tile. Young friend, do you not know that if you win this move, you will obtain the Immortal Doctor's inheritance?"
"I was merely bored and looking for someone to play with. I don't want any inheritance. Besides, how do you know I cannot win?"
Ling Feng raised an eyebrow.
"Heh heh, then we shall see what other tricks young friend has up his sleeve."
The old man made another move, completely ignoring the question Ling Feng had just raised!
"You still haven't answered my question."
Ling Feng glanced at the chessboard. The moves made were all within his expectations. This old fellow had not surpassed his predictions, so there was nothing to worry about for now.
Instead, he could speed up his moves and put pressure on the opponent.
Indeed, seeing Ling Feng make a move without even looking at the board, the old man's brow furrowed slightly!
He then responded to Ling Feng, "My cultivation is beyond what your current cultivation civilization can comprehend!"
"Immortal?" Ling Feng pressed!
Cultivation civilization?
This was indeed delving a bit too deep.
After all, Ling Feng was currently on Earth, searching for those so-called true cultivators who had appeared in the past and had driven him to establish the All-People Martial Arts Hall!
Their existence had always posed an inexplicable threat to Ling Feng.
The All-People Martial Arts Hall was like dancing on the tip of a needle; one wrong step could lead to eternal damnation!
Ling Feng's duty was to balance everything, to absolutely prevent such a catastrophic situation from occurring. This had consumed his mental energy, and being schemed against by someone inexplicably had naturally displeased Ling Feng.
However, there was no breakthrough at the moment. But if he could obtain some information from this mysterious old man who appeared in his consciousness space, it might be beneficial for his search!
"Heh heh, you can understand it that way!"
The old man smiled and nodded, then said to Ling Feng, "No need to ask further, young friend. You should know that when your height does not match your cognition, knowing more will not be a good thing for you!"
Ling Feng shook his head: "If cognition cannot reach it, then reaching a height beyond cognition is even more impossible!"
"Oh? This statement holds some mystery!" the old man said with a smile as he placed a stone.
He then appeared to breathe a sigh of relief and nodded at Ling Feng, "This game is a dead end, a mutual destruction, considered a draw. Heh heh, does young friend wish to play another game? Do not blame this old man for not reminding you, young friend can only play three games a day!"
Ling Feng looked at the chessboard, then shook his head at the old man, and directly placed a stone in a corner: "With this move of mine, it is truly a dead end. However, old sir, look at the distribution on the chessboard, do you think I have lost?"
With the black stone placed, at least seven white stones were exhausted and directly disappeared from the chessboard.
It was indeed still a dead end, but the black stones clearly held the advantage!
"Heh heh, young friend's skill is superior, and this old man has lost. Thus, the Immortal Doctor's inheritance is yours. Cultivate the many methods within carefully and with subtlety!"
As he spoke, the old man's figure floated away, and everything around them disappeared.
In the blink of an eye, the surroundings were once again filled with surging white mist.
Ling Feng's brows furrowed. Just as he was about to say something, suddenly, the white mist around them surged and entered Ling Feng's body.
In that instant, many things appeared in Ling Feng's mind.
Medical skills, alchemy, artifact refining, and various cultivation techniques, mystical arts...
Ling Feng's eyes suddenly lit up, and the surging true essence within his body rapidly condensed. In a flash, a perfectly round sphere had formed in his dantian.
It shone with spiritual light, and at this moment, Ling Feng's sea of consciousness rapidly expanded.
Ling Feng involuntarily exclaimed in a low voice: "Golden Core stage? Foundation Establishment, Condensation Yuan, Golden Core! I never expected the 'Immortal Heaven Medical Scroll' to help me break through!"
As he stepped off the bed, Ling Feng already felt the transformative feeling within his body.
However, when his bloodline power circulated, Ling Feng still felt a sense of incompleteness.
This feeling of incomplete loss subconsciously drove Ling Feng's perception to release. In an instant, Ling Feng's eyes suddenly brightened.
Never before had he felt the world so clear!
His sea of consciousness had expanded, and his divine sense power had also grown significantly. His perception was now extremely sharp.
In just an instant, Ling Feng sensed the presence of several individuals with special divine senses. Clearly, these were the true cultivators. However, in just a moment, those individuals seemed to have also sensed Ling Feng's presence and collectively concealed their auras.
However, at this moment, a cold smile curved Ling Feng's lips!
"Heh heh, true cultivators, flying through the heavens and escaping the earth, wielding swords in flight? You are merely better at inheriting cultivation methods. You hide well, but unfortunately, your cultivation is nothing more than this!"
Upon reaching the Golden Core stage, Ling Feng's transformation gave him a feeling of looking down upon all the mountains.
He never expected that those he thought were impossible to find would all be exposed in this instant.
Of course, "all" here referred only to the area within his perception, roughly covering the regions of Kyoto and Ji Bei.
The closest one was actually in Tianjin.
These fellows were truly audacious!