133: C133 Peer

C133 Peer

The middle-aged man and Gu Feng chatted for a while before he walked out. Through this short exchange, Gu Feng learnt the name of the middle-aged man. His name was Han Zhong, and it was the same as his name. As for their group, they were from a small city in the northwest of Loongyun Empire, a force called Spirit Herbal House.

This time, after sleeping for who knows how long, he actually ran all the way to the northwest side of Loongyun Empire. One had to know that there was quite a distance from here to the Blue Martial Palace.

Spirit Herbal House sold spiritual medicines for a living, and there were naturally some low level alchemists and doctors within the forces.

There's still a big difference between an alchemist and a physician. Only those with a strong soul force who are extremely sensitive to spirit energy can become an alchemist." However, the pills refined by an alchemist were expensive, even if they were of the lowest yellow rank. Normal people couldn't afford them. The person who cured them was a physician.

Although they were unable to refine medicinal pills, the powder that was mixed with all kinds of medicinal herbs could also be used to either boil or grind them. It had a very good healing effect. In fact, the medicinal porridge brewed by some powerful doctors were not any worse than those made by those high grade alchemists.

However, this kind of physician was even rarer than high tier alchemists. It would not be an exaggeration to say that he was one in a million.

After Han Zhong left, Gu Feng also checked his body. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that his body was half crippled. His body was already in a mess, this was what happened after he forcefully used the Heavenly Sword Slash to devour himself. To him, he might not even be able to defeat a Martial Cultivator at the first level of martial arts.

"Looks like I won't be able to use the Heavenly Sword Slash unless I have no other choice."

Gu Feng shook his head. He wiped the jade-green ring on his finger and a jade-green pill appeared in his hand. There was a green gas surrounding the pill, and there was a strong scent of medicine coming from it. It was the Life Recovery Pill that Gu Feng had obtained from the remnants of the Blue Martial Palace.

His injuries were very severe, so he could only use this pill to heal them. Although it was a bit extravagant, in order to recover faster, this was the only way.

As the pill entered his mouth, it turned into a ball of pure energy that flowed through his body. The shattered organs and meridians were quickly being healed by the green life energy.

Gu Feng sat cross-legged and activated the Life And Death Heaven Stealing Arts in his body. Strands of pure energy were extracted from the Stellar River to help refine the medicinal power. However, he was severely injured, so the amount of spirit energy he could use was limited.

This went on for two hours before a third of his meridians were restored. As for his spiritual power, he was still unable to recover it for the time being.

"Gu Feng, it's time for lunch." Gu Feng had just opened his eyes when the curtain of the tent was lifted. Han Zhong's simple and honest face appeared in front of him as he spoke to Gu Feng.

However, he couldn't help but be shocked when he saw Gu Feng's face. Just how much time has passed? Gu Feng's face, which was originally pale without a trace of blood, actually turned red.

"Zi zi, young lady's medicinal porridge is indeed different." Han Zhong stared at Gu Feng and couldn't help but admire their Miss.

"Thank you Uncle Zhong, I'll be right there." Gu Feng also noticed the change in Han Zhong's expression, but he was too lazy to explain. If he were to explain it all, who knew what kind of trouble he would provoke.

Ye Zichen rubbed his face, then opened the curtain of the tent and walked out behind Han Zhong.

The curtain of the carriage was pulled open and a dozen carriages filled to the brim entered his sight. The carriage was completely covered by a cloth, so it was hard to tell what was inside. However, when Gu Feng walked past a horse carriage, he smelt a faint fragrance. It was the smell of medicine. It was very chaotic, but it was indeed the smell of medicine. All of these carriages were actually filled with herbs.

When they saw Gu Feng walk out, many gazes from both sides of the vehicle shot over. They were all stunned as they saw Gu Feng walk out. All of them had expressions of surprise on their faces.

When they were down to Gu Feng, they were already short of breath. Plus, the people in the caravan checked his injuries and all thought that he wouldn't survive. If it wasn't for their Young Miss being a sword fanatic, they wouldn't have brought such a burden on themselves.

None of them could have imagined that the young man in front of them would actually wake up after sleeping for more than ten days. Looking at her rosy face, it was obvious that she had recovered quite well.

"It couldn't be the last glimmer of light, could it?"

Lvrui, the girl dressed as a man, tilted her head as she stared at Gu Feng and asked curiously.

"Lvrui, don't speak nonsense." Han Zhong, who was beside her, glanced at her and said.

"I'm just saying, what is there to be fierce about?" Lvrui pouted.

"Brother Gu Feng, this is our family's young master … Young Master, your surname is Ye. " Han Zhong pointed to a very beautiful young master beside him. It was the lady who had fished Gu Feng out of the river.

"I am Gu Feng. Thank you for saving my life." Gu Feng said gratefully.

"It was nothing." That Miss Ye pursed her lips and smiled. Two dimples appeared on her face, causing Gu Feng's heart to skip a beat.

Ye Zichen immediately felt guilty. There was no problem with his sexual orientation, it was definitely not a manly thing to do.

Of course, Miss Ye did not know what Gu Feng was thinking, otherwise, she would definitely slap him away.1

"Kid, you're not bad, aren't you? You can actually survive such a heavy injury, your life is truly tough." A somewhat burly man had a naked arm that was covered with various kinds of scars. A ghost-headed large blade on his back gave off a slight chill. There was even a little dark redness on it. The man patted Gu Feng's shoulder and said in surprise.

"Cough, cough."

Gu Feng coughed continuously from the slap. Luckily, he took the Life Recovery Pill and recovered some of his strength. Otherwise, he would have broken down by now.

"Tie Niu, what are you doing? Don't you know that little brother Gu Feng is injured?" Han Zhong glanced at the man called Tie Niu.

"In a moment of excitement, I forgot." Tie Niu touched his smooth and cold head and smiled honestly at Gu Feng. Then he looked back at his smirking companions.

"I'm fine." Gu Feng chuckled. He finally understood the character of this iron bull.

"If you want me to say it's us little …" "Young Master is amazing. The medicinal porridge you've brewed is getting better and better in terms of medicinal effects." Han Zhong flattered on the side.

Ye Qingling's face was also filled with curiosity. She knew that although her medical skills were effective, the effects would definitely not be so good. The only explanation was that either this fellow's recovery rate was astonishing, or that he had this pill on him, and the pill's grade was not low either.

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