Chapter 659 - 151: The Death of Feng Tian - Little Sorcerer, Divine Doctor - NovelsTime

Little Sorcerer, Divine Doctor

Chapter 659 - 151: The Death of Feng Tian

Author: MS Fuzi
updatedAt: 2026-01-20

CHAPTER 659: CHAPTER 151: THE DEATH OF FENG TIAN

Ye Beiming threw his punches, seemingly inconsequential, but each one struck a vital spot. The injuries, though they appeared trivial, were in fact the most difficult to heal.

Gu Feng’s Light Magic, combined with Elder Helian’s treasured Magic Potions, took an entire day and night to treat Feng Tian.

According to Gu Feng, Feng Tian was no longer in mortal danger, but...

The awakened Feng Tian remained silent, simply sitting there.

Several days passed in this manner, troubling Elder Helian deeply.

The person was someone he had taken out for a trial. If something were to happen that ruined such a promising talent, he had no idea how he would explain himself upon their return.

He deeply feared that this rare genius from the Mainland Magic Elite Camp, if not careful, could become brain-damaged from the ordeal, and it would all be for naught.

"Feng Tian, there’s nothing in a defeat. Only by confronting failure directly can one become a true powerhouse," Elder Helian advised earnestly, nagging by Feng Tian’s side every day, yet Feng Tian seemed not to hear a single word.

"Elder, he’s really alright now. The most is that he can’t forcibly use Magic Power for a few days, but other than that, he’s entirely healed," Gu Feng was also deeply frustrated.

These days had indeed been filled with ceaseless incidents.

Not just Feng Tian, even Yun Sheng had disappeared.

Asking Donghuang Lingling yielded only an evasive response, merely stating that Yun Sheng had run into an acquaintance and was detained by some urgent matters and couldn’t return.

Qi appeared very worried, and so was Gu Feng, but Donghuang Lingling stubbornly refused to disclose where Yun Sheng had gone.

As if Elder Helian needed to deal with Feng Tian’s peculiar temperament every two or three days, the thought alone was distressing for Gu Feng.

Having no other choice due to Elder Helian’s insistence, Gu Feng had to accompany him to give another check-up to Feng Tian.

Upon entering the room, they discovered it completely empty.

Where had Feng Tian gone?

Gu Feng and Elder Helian looked at each other, dumbfounded.

Feng Tian wandered aimlessly around Sky Wing City.

He had lost.

Since childhood, he had never tasted defeat.

But this time, he had been thoroughly defeated, humiliated before everyone by Ye Beiming.

Feng Tian couldn’t accept it. Every time he closed his eyes, he would remember the scene of his defeat on that day.

Ye Beiming’s words, like a persistent shadow, haunted him unabatedly.

At the age of eleven, he was already capable of breaking the Space-time Lock.

How was it possible? It was his Secret Magic, the Secret Magic that he prided himself on.

But in front of Ye Beiming, it was utterly worthless.

So this was the great gap between him and Ye Beiming.

"Who’s this? Isn’t this Feng Tian, the top prodigy of the Magic Elite Camp?"

Feng Tian passed by a tavern.

A few people walked out from inside.

Leading them was Chen Lianlian and several accompanying female Mages.

Feng Tian ignored them as if he heard nothing, passing by.

"Feng Tian, stop right there."

Chen Lianlian was in a foul mood.

She had been dealing with Tianyidong for a while over that stone.

That lascivious scoundrel, under various pretenses, had been inviting her out, and upon meeting, would keep making advances at her.

Chen Lianlian, mindful of his influence, could only deal with him perfunctorily.

Today was the same; Tianyidong had asked her out for a meal, and taking advantage of his drunkenness, made passes at her. After getting him drunk, Chen Lianlian managed to extricate herself.

Just then, he encountered Feng Tian.

Speaking of Chen Lianlian and Feng Tian, Chen Lianlian had been at the Academy three years longer than Feng Tian.

According to proper seniority, Feng Tian should, in fact, address Chen Lianlian as Senior Sister, but because of Feng Tian’s exceptional strength, he never bothered to show any respect to his fellow senior brothers and sisters at the Mainland Magic Elite Camp.

In the past, his strength had made others tolerate his attitude, but recently having been defeated by Ye Beiming and fallen from grace, the trainees of the Mainland Magic Elite Camp began to talk behind his back.

Moreover, Feng Tian recklessly injured Ye Beiming without considering the consequences.

Chen Lianlian had long wanted to teach him a lesson, and seizing the opportunity today, she naturally would not let it slip by.

As long as she could suppress Feng Tian, she would become the number one person at the Mainland Magic Elite Camp from now on.

She made a signal with her eyes to the female mages on both sides.

The two female mages understood and blocked Feng Tian’s path.

Everyone at the Magic Elite Camp knew that Feng Tian had been seriously injured and for a short time, he could not use his Magic Power.

"Feng Tian! How dare you ignore me when Senior Sister Chen calls you,"

"We’ve long wanted to put you in your place, you’re just a newcomer, what are you so proud of."

The two female mages, one on each side, verbally provoked Feng Tian.

Feng Tian remained expressionless, as if he couldn’t see or hear anything.

Seeing that Feng Tian was indifferent, one of the two people snatched away Feng Tian’s Magic Wand and handed it to Chen Lianlian.

"Just a worthless person, what do you need a Magic Wand for?"

Chen Lianlian looked at the four soul stones on Feng Tian’s Magic Wand, taunting him.

"Give it back," Feng Tian said with his face lowered, his voice dangerously soft.

"If you’re capable, come and take it," Chen Lianlian, with the Treasure Bracelet in hand, felt very confident, especially since Feng Tian simply couldn’t use any Magic Power.

With sarcasm, Chen Lianlian released a Wind Scythe.

The Wind Scythe grazed Feng Tian’s cheek, immediately leaving a scar on his face.

Feng Tian’s head was still hung low, and his fists were clenched tightly, but he could not muster a single trace of Magic Power inside his body.

"Restrain him!" Chen Lianlian ordered the two female mages. They seized Feng Tian and forcibly dragged him into an alley behind the tavern.

She toyed with Feng Tian’s Magic Wand, pressing its shaft against Feng Tian’s chest, her beautiful face filled with malice, "Feng Tian, if you want to blame someone, blame yourself for injuring Ye Beiming, a man you should not have crossed."

In Sky Wing City, aside from the Sky Wings Arena, one cannot freely kill people, but Chen Lianlian, backed up by Tianyidong, was not afraid to kill one or two people.

She intended to completely eliminate Feng Tian before he could recover.

Feng Tian issued a snort from his nostrils: "That man, I heard he was once your fiancé? Unfortunately, you called off the wedding at the last moment."

"Shut up," the thing that Chen Lianlian forbade most was anyone mentioning her and Ye Beiming’s marriage," My affairs are not your place to criticize."

Chen Lianlian regretted countless times, that in her youthful ignorance and longing for the position of Crown Princess Consort, she had abandoned Ye Beiming.

Chen Lianlian also attributed all of Ye Beiming’s indifference to her past decision to call off their engagement.

Chen Lianlian believed Ye Beiming still had feelings for her.

It was only because of Yun Sheng, that little vixen’s seduction, that Ye Beiming started to drift away and treat her coldly.

Feng Tian touched her taboo, and angered, she forcefully plunged the Magic Wand into Feng Tian’s chest.

The Scepter pierced through his chest without meeting any resistance.

Feng Tian, being merely a mage, simply couldn’t compare in physique to Ye Beiming, who possessed a Demon Physique.

Chen Lianlian’s stab was clearly meant to be fatal.

With Feng Tian’s death, the Mainland Magic Elite Camp would probably place all blame on the Continent Martial Artist Elite Camp and Ye Beiming.

A little theater of something special: In the still of the night, Ye Huli looks at a certain Wildcat with tender affection: "Little Wildcat, it’s late at night, and everyone else is rolling in the sheets. Shouldn’t we also do something special? For instance... canvasing votes for Da Fuzi!"

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