Strongest Medical Saint

The purple glow emanating from the black dot pierced through the entire ore vein.

As time ticked by.

The spiritual energy within the entire mine grew increasingly dense, and the ground began to tremble slightly.

Shen Feng stood still, feeling the changes within the entire vein, and his heart brimmed with an indescribable joy. Now that the black dot had devoured the purple Original Blood, it had acquired an unbelievably heaven-defying ability. With countless mined-out veins in the Immortal Realm, it meant he had an inexhaustible source of Spirit Stones.

About tens of minutes later.

The black dot, roughly the size of a fist, above Shen Feng's head began to slowly stop spinning, and the purple light radiating from it also gradually faded.

When the black dot completely ceased rotating and rapidly shrank back to its original size, it rushed into Shen Feng's body and finally returned to his Dantian.

At this moment.

The purple light that filled the entire vein had utterly dissipated, and Shen Feng gazed at the pale blue and pale green glowing Crystal Stones on the ground and walls. He could clearly feel that these Crystal Stones contained very pure Spiritual Energy.

The pale blue stones were Lower Grade Spirit Stones, while the pale green ones were Medium Grade Spirit Stones.

In the Immortal Realm.

One Medium Grade Spirit Stone was equivalent to ten Lower Grade Spirit Stones.

Looking at the ground covered in blocks of Spirit Stones, and those embedded in the walls, Shen Feng didn't stay stunned for long. He immediately began to remove these Spirit Stones, and swiftly gathered them all into the blood-red ring.

While the vein wasn't particularly large, it wasn't small either. Shen Feng spent several hours before he had removed all the Spirit Stones from the vein and stored them in the blood-red ring.

Fortunately.

The vein had already been excavated, and the newly-grown Spirit Stones were all on the surface of the ground and walls; there was no need for Shen Feng to waste energy digging, which is why he was able to sweep through the entire vein so quickly.

Having taken all the Spirit Stones, Shen Feng tried to see if the black dot could restore them again, but the black dot inside his Dantian no longer showed any reaction. It seemed that a mined-out vein could only be restored by the black dot once.

Despite this.

Shen Feng didn't feel the slightest bit disappointed. Who else in the entire Immortal Realm could restore a mined-out vein even once? Probably only the black dot in his Dantian could achieve such an unimaginable feat.

Sensing the Spirit Stones inside the blood-red ring.

His Perceptive Force swept through them, finding roughly over seventy thousand Lower Grade Spirit Stones and over forty thousand Medium Grade Spirit Stones. Such quantities were definitely impressive, qualifying as an Upper Grade Two-Star vein.

Feeling no other reaction from the black dot in his Dantian, Shen Feng then left the mine and flew back toward Carefree Valley.

By the time he returned to the Yang Residence in Carefree Valley, the sky had completely darkened.

The members of the Ye and Yang families hadn't left the banquet hall, and they all stood up from their chairs upon seeing Shen Feng enter.

A jar of hundred-year-old Spiritual Wine sat on the table, still not finished.

Indeed, such Spiritual Wine was too precious, and since one could only extend their lifespan by a hundred years during the first consumption, they were reluctant to drink more.

Shen Feng just wanted a quiet room now; he needed to carefully study the black dot in his Dantian and see if there were any other changes.

Thus, without waiting for the Ye and Yang families to speak, he said, "Prepare a quiet room for me. I'd like to rest early today!"

Ye Chengzhong didn't rush to arrange marriage between his two granddaughters and Shen Feng; such matters couldn't be hurried. Since Shen Feng was staying in Carefree Valley for the night, it was better to gauge his intentions tomorrow.

Ye Chengzhong eagerly said, "Young brother, our Ye family has already prepared a courtyard for you, absolutely quiet, with no one to disturb you at night. You can come back with me to the Ye Mansion now!"

After a pause, he added, "There's still a lot of hundred-year-old Spiritual Wine left, why don't you take it? Don't waste such Spiritual Wine."

Shen Feng casually replied, "This jar of hundred-year-old Spiritual Wine was originally for you to drink; it makes no sense for me to take it back. Please take care of it yourselves!"

Seeing Shen Feng's indifferent expression, Ye Chengzhong and Yang Yuangen, among others, were very excited, and they no longer put on airs.

Among them, Ye Chengzhong transmitted a message to Yang Yuangen, "How about we split the remaining hundred years of life equally between our two families?"

Yang Yuangen responded in kind with a transmitted message, "My Yang Family will be content with just a small portion!"

This was Yang Yuangen's way of showing goodwill towards the Ye Family, perhaps hoping that one day, the two young ladies of the Ye Family would indeed become Shen Feng's women.

After a few exchanges using sound transmission, Ye Chengzhong politely made some concessions to Yang Yuangen, and ultimately it was agreed that the Yang Family would receive a smaller portion and the Ye Family a larger one.

Subsequently, both the Yang and Ye families repeatedly expressed their gratitude to Shen Feng, which made him feel quite helpless. After he spoke up, they finally stopped thanking him.

There wasn't much distance between the Ye Mansion and the Yang Residence, and Yang Yuangen and Yang Dinglong also came to the Ye Family along with the others, intending to personally accompany Shen Feng as he entered the courtyard of the Ye Mansion.

Along the way.

Ye Shiyu and Ye Shiwen, watching Shen Feng's retreating figure, were thoughtful. The sisters occasionally exchanged glances before quickly looking away.

Upon arriving at the Ye Mansion.

Surrounded by Ye Chengzhong, Yang Yuangen, and others, Shen Feng stepped into the front courtyard of the Ye Mansion.

Ye Chengzhong smiled at Shen Feng and said, "Young brother, this way."

But Shen Feng suddenly stopped in his tracks.

The night was dark and thick.

In the sky, a bright moon cast down silvery beams.

Shen Feng looked towards a corner of the front courtyard and saw a blue wooden block about two meters long and two meters wide.

Since stepping into the courtyard, he had felt as if some force was calling to him. After scanning the courtyard with his perceptive force, he finally fixed his gaze on the massive wooden block in the corner.

Drawn irresistibly to the large blue wooden block, Shen Feng walked over to it, while the members of the Yang and Ye families looked on in confusion. But Shen Feng didn't care about what they might think; the block attracted him in an indescribable way.

Upon reaching the blue wooden block,

Shen Feng squatted down, placing his palm directly on the block, and his perceptive force instantly penetrated it.

At first, he didn't detect anything special in the block, but after a while, he sensed an extremely complex formation hidden within.

However,

it was not difficult for him to decipher the formation. The spiritual energy from within his body flowed through his palm into the block, swiftly working to unravel the formation.

The Yangs and the Yes behind him, seeing Shen Feng's serious expression, decided to temporarily withhold their questions.

About half an hour later,

a dazzling blue light burst forth from the huge blue wooden block.

The spectacle left the Yangs and the Yes wide-eyed; obviously, they had not expected such a change in the blue block.

When the blue light faded,

a black indentation appeared on the surface of the large blue block.

After pondering for a few seconds,

Shen Feng still decided to try pressing his right hand into the newly formed indentation.