Chapter Seventy-Eight: A Two-Thousand-Year-Old Spiritual Medicine!

Qin Feng’s face was twisted with pain; at this moment, he desperately wished to faint, yet the intense agony kept him from losing consciousness. Even if he were to pass out, the torment would surely wake him.

He grunted repeatedly, his forehead drenched in cold sweat, his lips emitting muffled groans. Now, all he could do was endure, awaiting the powerful regenerative abilities of his body to heal his wounds.

“Hurry...”

Zuo Taoming received word that five town commanders were attacking the Zhao residence. He quickly summoned the Tiger Guard Army, the Wolf Guard Army, the Mighty Army, and the Protection Army, hastily leading them toward the Zhao residence.

Upon arrival, he heard no sounds of fighting from within. A heaviness settled in his heart—was the battle already over? Had he arrived too late?

“Move!”

With a sweep of his arm, Zuo Taoming ordered his troops to surround the Zhao residence in layers. He led Gao Yunxiao, Chen Donghai, and over a hundred defenders charging inside.

“Quick, take Commander Lin for treatment!”

Zuo Taoming rushed in and saw Lin Xiaozhong unconscious. He spoke swiftly, leaving two defenders to care for Lin Xiaozhong, then continued deeper into the residence with the remaining martial artists.

When Zuo Taoming arrived, he saw Yan Chonghu and Shi Tie searching the bodies of five corpses.

“Greetings, Governor!”

“Greetings, Governor!”

Yan Chonghu and Shi Tie tensed at the sight of the incoming crowd, but relaxed upon recognizing Zuo Taoming, quickly bowing in respect.

“Where are the five town commanders who attacked the Zhao residence?”

Yan Chonghu glanced at the corpses on the floor—could these be the five town commanders?

“Governor, the five attackers have already been wounded by Lord Qin,” Yan Chonghu replied respectfully. His anxious gaze drifted toward the room, recalling the battered state of Qin Feng after slaying the five commanders. Qin Feng’s injuries were unimaginably severe.

Zuo Taoming, Gao Yunxiao, and Chen Donghai were at first incredulous, but Yan Chonghu had no reason to lie, and the five bodies lay before them as proof. Their hearts were filled with awe; they felt a deep respect for Qin Feng.

Qin Feng had slain five town commanders in succession, sustaining grave injuries, yet still retained the strength to finish them. His prowess shook their spirits and continually shattered their understanding of him.

Zuo Taoming, Gao Yunxiao, and Chen Donghai asked themselves silently—had it been them, how many times would they have died already?

“How is Commander Qin now?”

Zuo Taoming asked urgently, glancing toward the room and moving closer.

“Governor, Lord Qin has ordered that no one is to approach,” Yan Chonghu said, withholding details about Qin Feng’s injuries and quickly blocking Zuo Taoming’s path.

“I mean no harm. I merely wish to see how Qin Feng is faring, and whether he needs medicinal aid,” Zuo Taoming replied. Though he had not seen Qin Feng, he knew the injuries must be grave—perhaps even fatal. The fall of such a prodigy would be a tragedy.

“Governor, Qin Feng has a request for you!”

Hearing Zuo Taoming’s voice outside, Qin Feng let out a breath and called out loudly.

“Commander Qin, please speak!”

Zuo Taoming clasped his hands respectfully, his tone solemn. He revered Qin Feng’s strength and placed Qin Feng’s status above his own.

“I ask that the governor sell all assets of the Chen and Zhao families to acquire millennium spirit herbs for me,” Qin Feng said.

The power within him was immense—he needed to increase his cultivation and physical strength to suppress and contain it.

“Very well!”

Zuo Taoming responded quickly, understanding Qin Feng’s intent to use the spirit herbs for healing. The severity of Qin Feng’s wounds was evident.

“I greet Commander Qin,”

“I have heard you require millennium spirit herbs for your recovery, and I wish to offer two herbs for your healing,”

Huang Ningbing, having received secret news, hurried over. She knew of Commander Qin’s strength—besides exterminating the Chen, Zhao, and Qian Yunhao families, just an hour ago Qin had slain five town commanders while gravely wounded.

Huang Ningbing was shaken; she resolved to cultivate a good relationship with Qin Feng. Hearing his need for spirit herbs, she did not wait for Zuo Taoming to provide funds, but brought two herbs herself.

Chen Yunlong and Liu Xiang accompanied Huang Ningbing, equally awed by Qin Feng’s power—he deserved the title Invincible Qin.

“Thank you, Master Huang!”

“When my wounds are healed, I will visit to express my gratitude,”

Inside the room, Qin Feng’s face brightened with joy. With two millennium spirit herbs, he was confident his body could be enhanced once more.

Yan Chonghu took the herbs from Huang Ningbing and quickly delivered them to Qin Feng’s room. Soon after, Zuo Taoming arrived and handed over a treasured two-thousand-year spirit herb and another millennium herb taken from the Zhao family.

“Qin Feng thanks the governor!”

“If ever you need my help, I will do my utmost, repaying your kindness,”

Qin Feng saw two white halos above the spirit herb given by Zuo Taoming, and was moved, expressing his gratitude in a deep voice.

“Focus on your recovery,”

“You are a supreme prodigy; your future is boundless,”

“I consider this two-thousand-year herb an early investment,”

Zuo Taoming did not linger or conceal his intentions, smiling as he left.

“Yan Chonghu, check on Commander Lin’s condition. If he needs a millennium spirit herb for his wounds, send him one,”

Qin Feng was about to begin his cultivation, but suddenly recalled Yan Chonghu mentioning Lin Xiaozhong’s injuries, and spoke up.

Lin Xiaozhong was his friend, and Qin Feng would treat him with sincerity—especially since Lin’s injuries were because of him.

“Understood!”

Yan Chonghu nodded and quickly withdrew to investigate Lin Xiaozhong’s condition.

Soon, Yan Chonghu returned with the news—Lin Xiaozhong was gravely wounded, but not in mortal danger. With rest, he would recover.

“Yan Chonghu, when Commander Lin awakens, thank him on my behalf,”

Relieved that Lin Xiaozhong’s life was not at risk, Qin Feng swallowed a millennium spirit herb, closed his eyes, and began channeling the Ninefold Surging Heaven Technique to refine the herb’s power.

With the help of the spirit herb, his injuries rapidly healed; his skin knitted back together visibly.

After a full day, Qin Feng’s wounds were entirely healed. He devoted himself to guiding the herb’s energy through his acupoints, striving for a breakthrough.

Three days later, Qin Feng opened his eyes, his face filled with joy. With the spirit herbs, his cultivation speed had multiplied, his body’s strength steadily increasing.

He exhaled a breath of stale air, took another spirit herb, swallowed it, and plunged once more into cultivation.