Strongest Medical Saint-Chapter 399 - Poke Me Like Crazy

Xu Ziyi's voice echoed in the air.

Gradually, everyone came to their senses. Pan Yuhua, who had been calling Shen Feng trash, was trembling violently, as if standing naked in the Arctic with even his teeth chattering non-stop, his face filled with endless fear.

Ever since the news of Shen Xiaoyao sweeping the Taiyi Sect had spread, he had held immense veneration for Senior Shen Xiaoyao, always hoping to one day meet the senior to express his admiration.

Now that Heaven had allowed him to meet Senior Shen Xiaoyao, he felt a desperate urge to die—how could he have called Senior Shen Xiaoyao trash! Wasn't this wishing for a shorter life?

Pan Yuhua tried to keep himself calm, but his mind seemed to have been hit by a heavy bomb, losing any capacity to think. Gazing at Shen Feng, he stammered out, "Sen... Senior Shen, I... I didn't know your identity. I beg you to give me a chance to redeem myself!"

While speaking, he "thud!" fell to his knees before Shen Feng, perhaps with so much force that cracks appeared on the ground.

Pan Hongyi also quickly knelt down, having been answering Xi Ziyi's questions just before and thus forgetting to kneel.

This young man, who seemed to be only around twenty years old, was actually the Senior Shen Xiaoyao who had intimidated the entire Martial Arts World! He felt a desperate impulse to smash his head to death. Why did he care about He Junxian's well-being? Otherwise, he wouldn't have provoked Xu Ziyi and Shen Feng!

"Slap! Slap! Slap!——"

The moment he knelt down, Pan Hongyi raised his right hand and began to slap his own face fiercely. In just a few strokes, his face had become severely swollen.

Xia Baikang had made it very clear – was this to annihilate their Wuyun Hall? He certainly didn't want to become the eternal sinner of Wuyun Hall! All he could do now was to appease Senior Shen Xiaoyao.

Xu Ziyi spoke, "Feng asked me to handle this, so there's no need to hit yourself anymore. Just extract my blood and bone marrow, and I will not hold today's events against you."

Hearing this, Pan Hongyi, filled with terror, immediately stopped slapping himself and sneaked a glance at Shen Feng after giving Xu Ziyi a look.

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Shen Feng then said, "Uncle, why bother putting yourself through such pain? I can heal him just as well."

Xu Ziyi, resolute, waved his hand, saying, "Feng, please just listen to me today. You also said I could decide, so just watch from the side."

Seeing his uncle so determined, Shen Feng knew he couldn't persuade him; perhaps this was a fixation in Xu Ziyi's heart.

After sighing inwardly, Shen Feng glanced at Pan Hongyi and asked, "Are you sure your technique won't pose any danger?"

Pan Hongyi, seeing a real chance to resolve the crisis, immediately replied, "Please rest assured, Senior Shen. For extracting blood, the subject only needs to squeeze it out themselves; extracting bone marrow might be a bit painful, but only a very small amount of blood and marrow is needed, which absolutely won't cause much harm to the body."

Shen Feng said nothing more but silently nodded.

Xu Ziyi directed Pan Hongyi, "Come on! I don't want to stay here any longer!"

After getting up from the ground, Pan Hongyi walked quickly to Xu Ziyi's side and took out a small bottle, or rather a test tube, the size of a pinky finger – presumably for storing the fresh blood and bone marrow.

All the He family members stood still, not daring to speak. The name Shen Xiaoyao was awe-inspiring; despite all their pondering, they never imagined Shen Feng was related to Shen Xiaoyao, and Xu Ziyi had suddenly become Shen Xiaoyao's uncle!

Old Master He, He Liangzhong, felt as if his heart had been trampled by countless horses, his body so stiff he couldn't move at all. Why had it come to this? Was Heaven trying to kill off their He Family? If they had known Shen Feng was related to Shen Xiaoyao, they would have definitely done everything to have He Yanping remarried to Xu Ziyi.

The current Family Head, He Baizhen, felt his heart beating faster and faster. He had once kicked Xu Ziyi out of the He family, and if brought up for questioning, Shen Feng could easily take his life. Cold sweat poured from all his pores, and a pressing urge to urinate overwhelmed him – as the Family Head, he was about to be scared into wetting his pants.

He Yanping's face could no longer display any coldness or disgust. Her lips trembling, she said, "Zi... Ziyi, we..."

Xu Ziyi cut her off, turning to Pan Hongyi, "Extract it quickly! Otherwise, I'll take back what I just said."

Upon hearing this.

Pan Hongyi no longer dared to waste time and respectfully said, "Please forgive the offense!"

Afterward, he cut open Xu Ziyi's finger, allowing the fresh blood to drip into the small container he had prepared.

The process of drawing blood was very simple, but extracting bone marrow was a bit troublesome as it required the use of a special technique from Wuyun Hall.

When it came time to extract the bone marrow, Shen Feng had initially wanted to do it himself, but Xu Ziyi declined.

Perhaps he knew that if Shen Feng extracted the bone marrow, there would be no pain, but now he wanted to experience the feeling of pain; often, pain can make a person more alert.

He Junxian, sitting in his wheelchair, no longer had any trace of disdain on his face—instead, his heart was filled with extreme regret. If only he could have accepted the teachings of Senior Shen Xiaoyao, could he too have reached the peak of the Martial Arts World in the future? But now, it was too late for regrets.

The method Pan Hongyi used to extract bone marrow involved inserting a silver needle into Xu Ziyi's back, of course, this also required the use of special skills and techniques.

Under Pan Hongyi's careful control, Xu Ziyi did not feel much pain, just a series of pricking sensations in his back.

Before long,

the blood and bone marrow were completely extracted.

Shen Feng looked at Xu Ziyi, who appeared somewhat desolate, knowing he had to help his uncle recover immediately.

Perhaps allowing Xu Ziyi to immediately regain his past cultivation level, or even exceed it, would alleviate the gloom in his heart.

Shen Feng paid no attention to anyone else and said, "Uncle, sit cross-legged in front of me."

Xu Ziyi, having had his blood and bone marrow drawn, obeyed Shen Feng's words, perhaps believing that after finishing today's task, he was in a somewhat trance-like state.

Looking at Xu Ziyi sitting cross-legged in front of him,

Shen Feng sensed the purple crystal stone in his storage ring but didn't take it out.

After all, the storage ring was on his finger, and he could directly absorb the energy of the purple crystal stones stored within it through the ring.

As he continuously gathered the energy from the purple crystal stones into his body, Shen Feng did not merge with the energy but brought his right index and middle fingers together.

He touched the conjoined fingers to an acupoint on Xu Ziyi's back, channeling the energy that flowed into his body into Xu Ziyi's through his fingertips.

At the same time, Shen Feng rapidly operated the Emperor King Jue, using its techniques to help Xu Ziyi merge with these energies.

Soon,

Xu Ziyi's aura soared, and layers of air waves rapidly formed around him as he smoothly transitioned from the second layer to the third layer of the Acquired State.

Shen Feng retracted his fingers, and after a short while, touched Xu Ziyi's back again; Xu Ziyi's cultivation then stepped into the fourth layer of the Acquired State.

Following that, Shen Feng touched with his fingers two more times.

Xu Ziyi's cultivation ascended two more levels, reaching the sixth layer of the Acquired State, restoring him to his cultivation level from years past.

This scene made everyone present feel on the verge of collapse. With just a poke from Shen Feng's finger, Xu Ziyi's cultivation level was elevated by one stage? How immensely powerful was this technique? How were they, who had been diligently cultivating, to cope with this?

Xia Baikang watched with eyes nearly bulging out; he truly wanted to exclaim loudly, "Senior Shen, please poke me crazily!"

This was not only his inner wish, but Xia Muyan and Wang Yudie also wanted to sheepishly say, "Senior Shen, you can freely poke me with your finger!"