Strongest Medical Saint

The night gradually fell.

Silver-white moonlight poured down like a waterfall.

In the nights of September, the occasional breeze was incredibly comfortable.

Wuzhou City, in Huaxia Country, is just a second-tier city.

Within an almost dilapidated park, weeds grew everywhere.

By an artificial lake in this abandoned park, there was a small grove. Due to long periods of neglect, the trees here had grown extremely dense, and the air echoed with the sounds of insects.

Shen Feng sat cross-legged beside a large tree by the lake.

After getting away from Su Jingyu, he was eager to find a quiet place. This nearly deserted park was perfect for him to absorb the spiritual energy within a string of jade beads.

He had no idea about the car accident that involved Fatty Qian and Wang Anxiong. The Heaven and Earth Ultimate Fate Calculation Technique could only predict that Fatty Qian would encounter a bloody disaster; it couldn't specify the details.

However, Shen Feng had already warned Fatty Qian, and he believed he had done his part.

He had spared no expense this time to return to Earth, and what he wanted to do the most now was to provide his parents with a carefree life.

The cultivation he had lost could be slowly recovered. With his previous cultivation experience in the Immortal Realm, it was like retreading an old path, so this time his cultivation would certainly yield twice the results with half the effort.

Besides, even though his body from the Immortal Emperor was in chaos, as long as it was well-regulated, the scattered cultivation needed to start over while this body of the Immortal Emperor could be directly recovered.

While in the Immortal Realm, Shen Feng had fused many incredibly powerful cultivation techniques to create a technique called "Emperor King Jue."

He believed that his self-created Emperor King Jue could firmly rank in the top three among all the techniques in the Immortal Realm, and even challenging the first and second places was possible.

With his right hand, he held a string of jade beads he had obtained from Wang Anxiong and began to circulate the techniques of the Emperor King Jue within his body.

The meridians inside his body were also very chaotic, and he needed to sort out the meridians throughout his whole body first.

Extracting the rich spiritual energy from the string of jade beads, he slowly maneuvered it through his body. Under the operation of the Emperor King Jue, his meridians began to improve gradually.

As time went on.

This string of jade beads had a total of ten, six of which began to show cracks, as if they were about to shatter.

The spiritual energy in these six jade beads was being completely drained by Shen Feng. Without the support of spiritual energy, the beads were naturally going to break.

Although it was impossible to adjust the entire chaotic meridian network in one go, at least the spiritual energy could now run smoothly through the meridians.

The path of cultivation starts with the Acquired State, Innate, Foundation Establishment...

Only upon entering Foundation Establishment does one truly step into the threshold of cultivation.

Now that Shen Feng's cultivation had completely dissipated, he hadn't even reached the Acquired State, let alone Foundation Establishment. It was just that his body from the Immortal Emperor was powerful.

When he was about to drain the spiritual energy from the remaining four jade beads as well, his expression suddenly tightened, sensing someone approaching this area.

Who would come to such an abandoned park in the middle of the night?

About twenty seconds later.

A figure limped into the grove.

This was an extremely disheveled middle-aged man, with fresh blood flowing from his left hand and right leg.

At a glance, Shen Feng noticed that the tendons in the man's left hand and right leg had been severed.

After the middle-aged man dashed into the woods, five figures quickly gave chase.

The leader, with a ferocious smile on his face, said, "Xu Dong, stop running. In consideration of our brotherhood, I'll grant you a quick death."

The limping middle-aged man came to a halt, looking at the man-made lake before him, his face contorted with rage, "Sun Wei, I always treated you as my best brother. How have I wronged you? Why are you doing this to me?"

The middle-aged man called Sun Wei sneered, "Who in this world doesn't want to be the boss? I'm tired of working under you. You, as the boss, forbid us from doing this and that. Do you expect our brothers to follow you and starve?"

Xu Dong felt pain in his left hand and right foot, his chest heaved violently, and his eyes were bloodshot.

He initially built his empire in Wuzhou City through illegitimate business but was not a totally ruthless person, so he gradually legitimized all his enterprises. Now in Wuzhou, he owned three KTVs and three restaurants, which earned him a considerable reputation.

However, he made it a rule that his businesses must not engage in illegal activities.

Many brothers supported Xu Dong's approach, but some who had struggled alongside him gradually harbored other thoughts.

Sun Wei was one of them.

Next to Sun Wei stood a man with an imposing build, his brother Sun Feihu, with enough brute strength to knock down three to four average adults with ease.

In Xu Dong's businesses, Sun Wei and Sun Feihu held high status; they were among Xu Dong's most trusted brothers.

But their hearts had long since turned against Xu Dong, and after plotting for several months, they transferred away those who supported Xu Dong, finally finding the opportunity to make their move.

Previously, they had severed one of Xu Dong's tendons in his hand and foot and now wanted to sever another tendon in his opposite hand and foot.

Unexpectedly, at a critical moment, someone who had sided with Sun Wei and the others had a change of heart. He desperately helped Xu Dong escape while he himself was killed by Sun Wei's gang.

Sun Wei and Sun Feihu watched Xu Dong with cold indifference, followed by three underlings.

Perhaps because of the night, the light in the forest was dimmer than outside, and they failed to notice Shen Feng, who was sitting cross-legged not far away.

"Xu Dong, just accept your fate! There's no future in following you. In our Wuzhou, Wang Anxiong made his fortune from scratch, and his ZY Club is a symbol of status. If we follow you, we'll never reach that level," Sun Wei said coldly.

Soaked in sweat, Xu Dong's anger gradually faded from his face. Looking at Sun Wei and Sun Feihu in front of him, he wondered how his brothers could have brought him to such an end. If there was anyone to blame, it was himself for not seeing their true colors.

He looked desperate, let out a sigh, and said, "Don't touch my family. All you want are my assets. For the sake of our once brotherhood, please spare them."

The burly Sun Feihu licked his lips, "Ever heard of eradicating the roots? Do you think we're idiots?"

"Right, your sister-in-law has kept in good shape. I'll take very good care of her before I let your family reunite."

Xu Dong's face twisted with fury as he hobbled desperately towards Sun Feihu, "Sun Feihu, you're a despicable creature."

It was in vain.

With a "bang!"

Against the struggling Xu Dong, Sun Feihu simply kicked him in the stomach.

As Xu Dong fell to the ground, he ended up facing in Shen Feng's direction.

This time, Sun Feihu and Sun Wei finally noticed Shen Feng sitting cross-legged.

They paused for a moment, seeing that Shen Feng was dressed shabbily with long hair, looking every bit like a beggar.

Sun Wei said coldly, "You damn beggar, you've seen something you shouldn't have. Today is your unlucky day; you're going down with him!"

Sun Feihu laughed, "Xu Dong, at least you won't be lonely on the way to death with a beggar for company."