Strongest Medical Saint

Looking at Old Li lying in a pool of blood.

Fatty Qian was so frightened that his whole body shuddered, his chubby face trembling constantly, his eyes filled with horror.

As he thought to step out of the Rare Treasures Pavilion to check on Old Li's situation.

Shen Feng said indifferently, "If you also wish to die, then by all means, step out."

Fatty Qian hurriedly retracted the foot he had stepped out, swallowing saliva nonstop in his throat, not knowing how to describe his feelings at that moment!

Shen Feng had just said that Old Li would meet with an accident and die if he stepped out of the Rare Treasures Pavilion, and before even two minutes had passed, he was struck in the head by a flowerpot? This was too eerie.

The shopkeeper from the antique shop next door to the Rare Treasures Pavilion quickly came out, taking out his cellphone to dial for emergency services.

Shen Feng walked over to Old Li, feeling clearly that the man had completely stopped breathing.

With his abilities, he could have resurrected Old Li, but doing so would be very taxing on him at the moment.

He had no obligation to make his own health worse for someone who was unrelated, especially since he had already warned Old Li, who disregarded his words with disdain. Shen Feng was not the type to warmly press himself upon those who responded coldly.

He walked back into the Rare Treasures Pavilion.

The evil presence in the hall became increasingly fierce. Given the degree of its malice, Fatty Qian and Wang Anxiong should have been dead inside the Rare Treasures Pavilion by now. Their survival until now meant there must be a valuable treasure within the pavilion.

Seeing Shen Feng again.

Wang Anxiong didn't dare to take the slightest chance, particularly after witnessing Old Li's death, he felt a fear of the unknown.

Shen Feng's gaze settled on Wang Anxiong, noticing that there was no trace of the evil presence on him, which must be the reason.

Feeling Shen Feng's stare, Wang Anxiong, with a dry mouth and tongue, said, "Master, is there something wrong with me? Is there no hope for Old Li? Even with your medical skills?"

Even if he were given a hundred more guts, he wouldn't dare to call Shen Feng 'little brother' again. He couldn't think of a suitable term on the spot, so he resorted to addressing Shen Feng as 'master'.

Shen Feng shrugged his shoulders, "He is dead."

"However, I could save him, but as I recall, I just warned him. He chose to walk towards his own death—whom can he blame?"

Fatty Qian's body trembled violently in an instant; he had not believed Shen Feng's words before either. After witnessing the mysterious death of Old Li, he was completely terror-stricken.

With a "Plop!"

Fatty Qian suddenly knelt down before Shen Feng, "Master, please do not take offense at what I did. I offended you yesterday, I beg you to show me the way forward. From now on, I, Fatty Qian, will serve you loyally without a single word of complaint. I kowtow to you here."

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

As he spoke, Fatty Qian banged his forehead against the ground repeatedly, facing a life-or-death situation, he was truly terrified. He regretted his previous behavior immensely.

Shen Feng frowned slightly, "First, get up."

"In the past, I would not have intervened again, but it just so happens that you have something I need. Let me handle this evil presence for you."

Hearing Shen Feng's words, Fatty Qian was teary with gratitude as he scrambled to his feet and said excitedly, "Master, whatever your orders, just say the word!"

Shen Feng looked at Wang Anxiong and asked, "Do you have a jade pendant or some other accessory on you?"

Wang Anxiong dared not delay and said after pondering, "I have a Guanyin Jade Pendant around my neck. I found it in Antique City years ago, and strangely, ever since I got this jade pendant, my business has been thriving."

Shen Feng nodded, "I suppose there should now be cracks forming on the Guanyin Jade Pendant you wear around your neck."

Wang Anxiong was slightly startled, immediately pulling out the pendant hanging around his neck. When he saw the web of fine cracks on the white Guanyin Jade Pendant, astonishment filled his eyes.

Shen Feng said indifferently, "This jade pendant must have been blessed by a master. It just happens to shield against the knife-sharp Qi here. Otherwise, had the knife Qi been formed for so long and you two constantly staying here, you would have encountered an accident and died a long time ago."

Shen Feng had not expected to find such divinely blessed items on Earth.

Although such things are worthless in the Immortal Realm, on Earth, they are extremely precious.

Wang Anxiong looked at the Guanyin Jade in his hand, covered in cracks, and asked tentatively, "Master, I wonder if this jade pendant will be of any use in the future?"

Shen Feng replied bluntly, "It's of no use anymore. This jade pendant has shielded both of you from the knife Qi here. The fact that you are still alive means you should feel content."

"This jade pendant will shatter completely soon. If I were to come here tomorrow, you would probably already be lying in a coffin."

A mix of regret and fear surged through Wang Anxiong's heart, and he looked at Shen Feng with even more respect, saying, "Master, we were blind before and couldn't recognize your worth. Please forgive us. From now on, if you, Master, have any commands, even if it costs me, Wang Anxiong, my life, I won't even frown."

Shen Feng waved his hand and said, "Alright, I'll start by breaking the knife Qi here."n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

He looked at the ancient curved knife placed on the counter and asked, "Fatty Qian, where did you get this curved knife?"

Fatty Qian asked in confusion, "Master, could all my troubles be related to this curved knife?"

Seeing Shen Feng nod, Fatty Qian nearly cursed out loud, "That damn Wang Er sold me such an evil curved knife, and I'm going to settle the score with him. He even said this curved knife was used by Emperor Qin Shihuang. I think it's all bullshit."

Fatty Qian was furiously swearing under his breath.

Shen Feng felt the aura on the curved knife carefully; he had not inspected it too closely last time.

Inside the curved knife, besides the Yin Qi, there were also traces of blood Qi hiding within, and more importantly, some imperial aura – something that only successive emperors possessed.

Based on the Qi of the curved knife, it seemed to be an item that had been unearthed not long ago. Shen Feng speculated, "This curved knife could indeed have belonged to Emperor Qin Shihuang. Moreover, Emperor Qin Shihuang must have killed many with this knife. Which tomb did this curved knife come out of?"

Fatty Qian immediately said, "I heard from that dog Wang Er that this curved knife was dug out from the tomb of a general of the Qin Dynasty."

Shen Feng nodded, "The original owner of this knife was undoubtedly Emperor Qin Shihuang. It must have been that later on, the general of the Qin Dynasty made some meritorious deeds, and Qin Shihuang awarded him with this curved knife."

This explanation made sense—it outlined why a curved knife used by Emperor Qin Shihuang would end up in the tomb of a general of the Qin Dynasty.

Emperor Qin Shihuang, as a tyrant of his era who unified the six states, killed countless people.

This curved knife possessed such a strong Yin Qi, along with hidden blood Qi, indicating it was likely one of the personal weapons Emperor Qin Shihuang carried with him.

Such knife Qi posed no substantial problem for Shen Feng.

He directly picked up the curved knife from the counter; a bone-chilling coldness shot into his palm. The Emperor King Jue began to operate within his body, and the residual imperial Qi also erupted forth. Shen Feng smiled indifferently in his heart, "Merely an emperor of a single dynasty, your imperial Qi can be dispersed by me now."

The ancient curved knife trembled slightly, and the bystanders Fatty Qian and Wang Anxiong saw golden specks of light dispersing from the knife. They both held their breath, not daring to even sigh.

After the resistant imperial Qi dispersed from Shen Feng,

the Yin Qi, along with the malice and other energies in the curved knife, quickly entered his body.

But under the purification of the Emperor King Jue, the tumultuous malice was transforming into spiritual energy.

Shen Feng began frantically absorbing these transformed spiritual energies to nourish his body and meridians.

As time passed,

the knife Qi above the hall grew fainter and fainter until at some moment it dissipated like smoke, completely vanishing.

Shen Feng's inner strength surged; he contained the momentum and a smile emerged involuntarily on his lips.

With this feeling inside his body, he must have stepped into the third level of the Acquired State!