Strongest Medical Saint

"Pff!" Suddenly! Shen Feng's blood qi frantically surged within his body, a mouthful of fresh blood sprayed from his mouth as he clutched his chest tightly, his eyebrows furrowing as if they were about to knot together. However, when he spat out the blood, he managed to contain the force within the blood inside his body. Shen Quantian's soul body, drifting further and further away in the distant sky, faintly saw the scene of Shen Feng vomiting blood and clutching his chest. He surmised that his grandfather's body must have self-destructed, causing Shen Feng to suffer severe internal injuries; otherwise, why would he spit blood? As for his grandfather and father, they were not able to form a soul body and were thoroughly dead. As he watched himself drifting further away from the Shen Family estate, his face was filled with boundless, towering rage. He had been the number one son of the Martial Arts World, his future was boundless, and he even aspired to control the entire Martial Arts World of Huaxia Country. And now he was barely clinging to life as a soul body? However, if not for that opportunity several years ago, he likely would have died right now. Gradually. The Shen Family estate completely vanished from Shen Quantian's view. His soul body drifted rapidly in the sky, his eyes flashing with a ruthless light as he muttered to himself, "Little bastard, I am destined to stand at the peak of the world. The opportunities I have had are beyond your comparison. For you to give me your blood is an honor for you. One day I will let you know that there are always higher beings, and you are just a discarded piece that the Capital City's Shen Family cast aside! How can you stand above me? Trash like you can only ever serve geniuses like me." … At this moment. On the open ground inside the Shen Family estate. Shen Feng's complexion grew uglier by the moment, his heart experiencing indescribable wrenching pain, incessantly exhaling breaths from his mouth. Sweat beads on his forehead sprouted like bamboo after rain, his teeth clenched tightly, his hands already formed into fists. Now, not to mention chasing after Shen Quantian's soul body, Shen Feng didn't even have the strength to take a step. His heart spasmed continuously, as if pierced repeatedly by numerous sharp spikes! A sense of unease spread throughout his body. He had felt this way before; once was on an airplane, when he had also spat out a mouthful of fresh blood. However, on that occasion, his body soon became stable again; it came quickly and left quickly. This must be related to the small world he had created in the Immortal Realm. Since the small world of the Immortal Realm was his creation, once it was damaged, no matter how far away he was, he would immediately feel it, even his own body could be severely affected. Previously, the small world must have stabilized quickly, so Shen Feng's body also rapidly recovered its stability. But this time, Shen Feng's body was slow to stabilize, indicating that the small world he created had suffered very serious damage. Xia Baikang and Gu Hengyuan among others saw a continuously extending hole appearing where Shen Qingsong self-destructed. Under Shen Feng's isolation, the force of Shen Qingsong's self-explosion could only extend downward. Estimating the depth to which this hole extended, such power would probably overwhelm even those who had long surpassed the peak of the Innate. If Senior Shen had not isolated Shen Qingsong's body in time, then everyone on this open ground might have died in Shen Qingsong's self-explosion. In their view, Shen Feng had suffered serious internal injuries in order to block Shen Qingsong's self-explosion, indeed the power of Shen Qingsong's explosion was too strong, leaving them staring into the dark pit, almost unable to see the bottom. The Undead Monster Scorpion and the Void Mysterious Turtle naturally sense something was wrong; they did not believe that Shen Feng was injured by Shen Qingsong's self-destruction. Just now, when Shen Quantian's Soul Body was drifting towards the sky, they had wanted to take action. However, with their current limited cultivation, and given their condition, they probably could not stop the Soul Body. Moreover, they, like the Undead Monster Scorpion, lacked the ability to soar through the sky! Xia Baikang, Gu Hengyuan, and the others fixed their gaze on the pained Shen Feng. They did not dare to speak at such a time and simply stood by, their hearts raised in anxiety, their faces filled with sincere worry. Shen Feng, clutching his chest, paid no mind to the others. The trail of blood at the corner of his mouth remained unwiped, and the pain in his heart grew worse while his bones felt as if they were ready to fall apart. After taking a deep breath, Shen Feng immediately sat down cross-legged and began circulating the Emperor King Jue within his body. Xu Huifang, supporting Xu Nansheng and Xu Ziyi, also approached. They shared the same thoughts as Gu Hengyuan and the others, having never imagined that Shen Qingsong and his group would resurrect and that today's events would conclude in such a manner! Xu Huifang helped the unable-to-stand Xu Nansheng and Xu Ziyi sit on the ground. Xu Nansheng whispered, "Huifang, fate will be kind to the boy, Feng." Yet, despite his words, he felt uneasy in his heart. The Song Family members, not far away, all looked in the direction of Shen Feng, their tense bodies remaining motionless. As time slowly passed, More than an hour went by. Shen Feng, sitting on the ground, relaxed his tightly furrowed brows as the pain in his body gradually disappeared. He knew that his created mini-world had come under attack again, and although it eventually stabilized, it had surely suffered some degree of destruction. The injuries within his body would likely require a couple of days to fully heal, as his created mini-world was a part of him. If one day, his created mini-world was utterly destroyed, he feared he would suffer very severe injuries or even fall into a deep coma. Slowly opening his eyes, Shen Feng saw Xu Huifang, Gu Hengyuan, and the others around him and said, "I'm fine; you don't need to be so tense." Upon hearing this, Wang Yudie, the young girl, was the first to rush over. She took a handkerchief out of her embrace, crouched down, and gently wiped the blood from the corner of Shen Feng's mouth, saying, "Senior Shen, thank you for pulling me away earlier. If it weren't for you, Shen Quantian and the others would have attacked me first." Inhaling the fragrance of the girl's body from the handkerchief, Shen Feng was about to stand up from the ground when— He saw Ji Yunhan, Xia Muyan, and also Song Yuxuan approaching. All of them took out handkerchiefs and scarves, intending to help wipe the sweat from Shen Feng's forehead. Shen Feng did not want to be burdened by matters concerning women, so he used the back of his hand to brush off the droplets of sweat on his forehead and pretended not to notice the actions of Ji Yunhan and the others as he stood up. It was too late to chase after Shen Quantian's Soul Body now, and due to his mini-world, he had suffered no small internal injury. Just as he pondered why Shen Quantian had formed a Soul Body— Gu Hengyuan was the first to sincerely kneel before Shen Feng, saying, "Senior Shen, you suffered internal injuries in the process of rescuing us. I believe with your abilities, you could have left, but you chose to think of us. For your great kindness and debt, I will be forever grateful in this lifetime!" As he knelt down to give thanks, Jia Longxuan cursed himself for missing the opportunity to butter up, a chance seized by that old man Gu Hengyuan, but this was the moment to show allegiance, and he too knelt down promptly. Then Xia Baikang and the rest followed suit, all kneeling down to thank Shen Feng for his great kindness and debt. Shen Feng felt very helpless inside; he really wanted to say this was all a misunderstanding, his injuries were not due to these people.