An hour later.
Qin Feng used the Xuan Yang Sacred Hand technique combined with spiritual energy to treat Yang Ling's limbs, and the effect was excellent.
Yang Ling not only regained sensation in all four limbs, but was also able to move them slightly.
With the help of medication, he should recover in a week at most.
After the treatment, Yang Ling tried moving her hands and feet, and her face was full of surprise.
"It actually healed! It's amazing!"
Yang Xue stared at Qin Feng in shock. This guy's medical skills were too amazing!
Where did he learn his medical skills from?
Did you start learning it in elementary school?
Did you learn it after you grew up?
Why did he suddenly become so amazing when he was just an ordinary loser a little over a month ago?
His medical skills are even better than those of a miracle doctor!
The martial arts path is at least at the Profound Realm.
Was he really just enduring things all along?
Yang Ling looked at Qin Feng with gratitude and said, "Boss, thank you!"
"To me, you are like my second parents!"
Yang Xue frowned slightly upon hearing this, and snorted in annoyance, "Sis, are you out of your mind?"
"It was this guy who caused your injury, so healing you is just what he should do."
"There's absolutely no need to thank him!"
"And he only healed your limbs, he may not be able to heal your face."
Her thought was simple: Yang Ling's facial injuries were too severe, almost to the point of festering.
Unless there is a miracle cure, it is impossible to cure.
Yang Ling's expression turned slightly somber, and she sighed softly. "I...I don't care. My face isn't that important to me."
Which woman doesn't care about her appearance?
Yang Ling naturally cared, but she felt that her face was seriously injured and the chances of recovery were very slim.
Therefore, I don't want to put pressure on Qin Feng.
Yang Xue was a little angry. "What kind of bewitching potion did this guy give you?"
“He has ruined you so much, and you still want to protect him.”
Yang Ling opened her mouth, but ultimately chose to remain silent.
Qin Feng then spoke up. "Who said I can't cure her face?"
"I just forgot to buy medicine at the pharmacy when I came!"
"I'll go buy it now and be back within an hour."
Seeing Qin Feng leave, Yang Xue immediately followed. "I'll go with you, in case you run away!"
Qin Feng was speechless. He was very curious about what kind of person he was in this woman's eyes.
After watching Qin Feng and Yang Xue walk out, Yang Ling muttered helplessly, "They're like a pair of bickering lovers."
......
As they approached the elevator, Yang Xue suddenly stopped and looked at Qin Feng with a serious expression, asking him a question.
"Can you really cure my sister's face?"
Qin Feng nodded. "Of course it's true!"
Yang Xue had no doubt; she exclaimed in disbelief, "Your medical skills are simply miraculous!"
"If I had your medical skills, I would definitely open a clinic and practice medicine to help people in need."
"Instead of idling around all day like you!"
Qin Feng smiled but did not reply.
Everyone has their own aspirations. He treats the sick and saves lives according to fate, and he will not open a clinic to help the world.
Seeing that Qin Feng remained silent, Yang Xue said nothing more and turned to leave.
She followed him only to confirm whether Qin Feng could really cure Yang Ling's face.
Now that she had received Qin Feng's affirmative answer, she naturally no longer needed to go with him to buy medicinal herbs.
......
Qin Feng had just stepped out of the hospital when he suddenly sensed a murderous aura.
He instinctively flashed to a spot five meters away, where an old man in a gray robe was standing.
"Excellent! Excellent!"
The gray-robed elder exclaimed in admiration, "Young man, you are far more remarkable than I imagined!"
"To be able to dodge my sneak attack, you must be at least at the late stage of the Profound Realm, right?"
Qin Feng glanced at the gray-robed old man, realizing that he was actually a master at the peak of the Profound Realm.
"Who sent you?"
The old man in the gray robe smiled slightly. "I am a retainer of the Ye family in the capital. You killed Young Master Ziqing, so I've come to take your life!"
"I thought it wouldn't be difficult, but after following you all night and with the probing just now, I've found it to be quite challenging."
"But it doesn't matter, as long as I pay a small price, I can still kill you!"
Qin Feng's heart sank. The gray-robed old man had been following him all night, and he hadn't even noticed?
This shows that he underestimated the tracking skills of these martial artists.
He himself was too careless.
Looks like I'll have to be more careful from now on!
Even if a Xuan Realm martial artist launches a sneak attack, it won't pose a threat to him, but what about the Di Realm and Tian Realm?
He wouldn't look down on all martial artists just because he's a cultivator, since he knows very little about them.
The possibility that Earth Realm and Heaven Realm warriors could pose a threat to him in his current state cannot be ruled out.
"Old man, don't be so overconfident!"
"Do you believe that once I make a move, you won't even have a chance to make a move?"
The gray-robed elder's gaze sharpened, and he sneered, "Boy, you're being a bit arrogant!"
"Do you know that there is a world of difference in strength between those at the Profound Realm?"
"I have decades of accumulated internal energy, and what about you?"
"Even if you started cultivating from a young age, it's been less than twenty years. How can you compare to me?"
"Let me put it this way, my true qi reserves are at least twice that of others at the same level."
"Although I cannot ascertain your exact strength, you are at most only slightly stronger than an average late-stage Profound Realm cultivator."
Qin Feng was stunned.
Is the amount of true qi stored more than twice that of someone at the same cultivation level?
Is it possible that a martial artist's strength improvement is not limited to breaking through realms?
Just like the internal energy cultivation in martial arts dramas, with daily accumulation, the internal energy will become stronger and stronger.
If that's the case, then what's the point of a martial artist's realm?
All you need to do is find a way to cultivate more and more true qi, and your strength will become stronger and stronger.
Qin Feng's eyes flickered, and he thought to himself, "It seems I need to find an opportunity to properly understand the cultivation system of martial artists."
Seeing Qin Feng remain silent, the gray-robed elder sneered. "What?"
"Were you frightened by my words?"
Qin Feng chuckled. "I shouldn't have wasted my breath talking to you!"
No sooner had he finished speaking than Qin Feng made his move.
His speed was extremely fast, like a ghost. The gray-robed old man didn't even have a chance to react before he was punched into a bloody mist that drifted away with the wind.
Perhaps until his death, the gray-robed old man never imagined that he would die in this way.
Qin Feng looked around but didn't see anyone or any cameras, so he left.
He had long anticipated that the Ye family would come looking for trouble, but he hadn't expected it to happen so quickly.
He killed a peak Profound Realm cultivator this time, and he figured the Ye family would send an Earth Realm cultivator next time. He was actually looking forward to it.
He hoped that the Earth Realm could fight him, so that he could have a real combat training session.
Otherwise, if you could kill anyone at will, there would be no challenge at all, which would be too boring.
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