Strongest Medical Saint

The next day.

As day broke gently.

Shen Feng, who was sitting cross-legged, slowly exhaled a long breath from his mouth.

After creating ten special stones yesterday, Shen Feng had entered into a cultivation state.

Stretching his arms, he stood up and walked outside the residence.
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When he reached the main entrance of the residence, he saw the old man Sun Dong Quan, who had been kneeling for so long that his complexion had turned somewhat pale, and his whole body seemed on the verge of collapse.

Zhao Yi was in much better shape than Sun Dong Quan. After all, he was younger and had far more physical strength than his master.

"You've been kneeling since yesterday?" Shen Feng asked with a frown.

Sun Dong Quan's lips trembled slightly as he said, "Mr. Shen, this is my apology. I cannot be a man who breaks his word."

Shen Feng began to appreciate Sun Dong Quan, this old man's stubbornness was commendable. If this were applied to cultivation, then having a stubborn nature often meant one could forge their own path.

Was Shen Feng not a stubborn man himself!

When he had first gone to the Immortal Realm, he faced countless hardships and even life-and-death situations too numerous to count.

As someone with no foundation and no background in the Immortal Realm, Shen Feng had initially been ridiculed, and his progress in cultivation was slow, leading others to doubt him. But he stubbornly refused to turn back, even after hitting the proverbial south wall, and he rose against all odds to carve out his own path, gradually shining his light in the Immortal Realm.

"Enough, get up!" Shen Feng said, looking at Sun Dong Quan.

"Mr. Shen, it's not time yet," Sun Dong Quan stubbornly said.

Shaking his head, Shen Feng slightly moved his finger and a stream of Spiritual Energy inconspicuously entered Sun Dong Quan's mind, causing him to fall into a deep sleep immediately.

"Take your master inside the residence to sleep," Shen Feng said indifferently.

Zhao Yi was very puzzled; how could his master just fall asleep out of nowhere? But he didn't want to dwell on it too much, his legs were numb from kneeling, so he said, "Thank you, Senior Shen."

Afterward, Zhao Yi helped Sun Dong Quan into the residence.

Shen Feng stood at the entrance of the residence, breathing in the fresh air of the morning.

Shortly after, a wild Hummer pulled up beside the residence, and Cai Chunlong, Cai Zhi, and Cai Heguang got out of the car.

Early this morning, Cai Chunlong said he had a favor to ask of Shen Feng.

But no matter how many times Cai Zhi asked, Cai Chunlong did not specify what the matter was, so he and Cai Heguang had no choice but to accompany him over.

Originally, Cai Zhi planned to come here after eating, fearing that the master might be busy and that their visit might disturb him.

As Cai Zhi and the others approached, the three of them greeted Shen Feng with great respect.

Shen Feng responded with a slight nod of his head.

Cai Zhi felt a little embarrassed to speak, but Cai Chunlong had been very serious when he found him, so in the end, he could only come and try.

Cai Chunlong took a step forward and bowed deeply to Shen Feng, "Master Shen, yesterday when you were treating my father, you seemed to be using Qigong to control the needles, you must know Qigong, right?"

"I would like to learn a couple of techniques from you. Please, you must help me!"

After returning home yesterday, Cai Chunlong thought through the night, recalling that he had indeed served in a secret military unit in Huaxia Country.

This secret unit was extremely special; each soldier there could be called the King of Soldiers.

However, during a particular duel, he was thoroughly defeated by a middle-aged man. Only in the first ten or so moves could he barely hold his own. After that, he did not have the slightest strength to fight back.

The middle-aged man who had come to visit the Secret Troops seemed to disdain Cai Chunlong's unit from his behavior and words, which completely infuriated Cai Chunlong and prompted that duel.

Since that day, Cai Chunlong's confidence was shattered.

The middle-aged man stepped on his face over and over again, looking down at Cai Chunlong as if he were an ant.

Afterwards, Cai Chunlong volunteered for retirement. He couldn't get past this mental block as he had always thought highly of himself, but turned out to be pitifully weak in front of a stranger.

Upon retiring, Cai Chunlong returned to the Cai Family to start managing the family business, and he also opened a security company in Wuzhou.

He still couldn't forget his former life; the security personnel he trained were all exceptionally skilled in various aspects, just like soldiers in the army.

During his duel with the middle-aged man, Cai Chunlong felt a strength in his opponent's body; with each collision, he could feel a piercing Spiritual Energy emanating from the man's fists.

Reminiscing about Shen Feng at home yesterday, Cai Chunlong inadvertently recalled that encounter.

Now five years had passed.

Cai Chunlong had gradually stepped out of the shadows, but he had yet to truly escape the shadows of the past. He knew his capabilities had greatly improved over the years, dedicating time each day to intensive training.

He was aware that Shen Feng was the King of Wuzhou, the same person who had saved his father, yet the eagerness for battle within him grew stronger by the day, to the point he could no longer control it after one night.

His desire to seek guidance from Shen Feng was purely genuine, without a hint of malice; on the contrary, he still held deep respect for Master Shen.

Cai Zhi and Cai Heguang had not expected Cai Chunlong to pull such a move, seeking to learn a thing or two from the master. Wasn't that courting death?

Of course, Cai Zhi knew his brother had once been a fierce fighter in the Secret Troops and was aware of the cause of his subsequent demoralization.

Cai Zhi tried to stop him, "Big brother, I haven't seen the man who defeated you back then, but Master's skill is definitely above that person."

Cai Chunlong and the others did not know that Shen Feng had ruled over Wuzhou's major families through his own capabilities.

In order not to discourage Cai Chunlong, Cai Zhi made such a conservative statement. In his opinion, the man who had defeated Cai Chunlong surely wouldn't even qualify to carry Master's shoes.

Hearing this, Cai Chunlong's fighting spirit grew even stronger. He said, "I don't seek to defeat the master. I only hope to last a few more moves against him."

"Master, I want to truly walk out of the shadows of the past, please grant me this opportunity."

Cai Chunlong bowed deeply to Shen Feng.

Cai Zhi sighed beside him and roughly explained his brother's situation to Shen Feng.

Shen Feng looked at Cai Chunlong, "Seeking guidance from me will allow you to step out of the shadows?"

Cai Chunlong said, "Master Shen, I just want to gauge my own strength properly. After going back yesterday, I thought for a long time. From analyzing your actions and your composure in the face of unexpected events, you are definitely a master."

"Otherwise, how could you be so calm in a foreign land? You must be confident in your capabilities."

"Seeing that you can wield needles with Spiritual Energy, it further convinces me that perhaps you too practice internal Qigong, just like the man who defeated me."