Chapter 2225: Hong! (Second Update)

“Ghost Doctor, Senior!”

After leaving the residence of the Shura Chef Saint, Ling Feng went straight to the Medicine Hut of the Ghost Doctor. After a month of treatment with the “Supreme Mysterious Acupuncture Technique,” the Ghost Doctor was finally able to withstand the powerful medicinal effect of the Purple Spirit Star Flower.

So, it was also time to proceed with further treatment for the Ghost Doctor.

The ultimate goal, of course, was to completely eradicate his chronic cold poison.

“Ling Feng, my young friend, you’ve arrived!”

Every noontime, Ling Feng would come to perform acupuncture on him, so the Ghost Doctor would come out to greet Ling Feng at this time.

As a healer, he could naturally feel that over the past month, his condition had been gradually improving.

He found it hard to believe that such a young man, only in his twenties, could possess such remarkable medical skills.

But the reality was right in front of him, and he couldn’t help but believe it.

“Hmm.”

The two walked into the Medicine Hut, and Ling Feng helped the Ghost Doctor sit down, smiling faintly, “Senior, as I mentioned yesterday, your body condition now supports using the medicinal strength of the Purple Spirit Star Flower to expel the cold poison.”

“This cold poison has accumulated in my body for so many years, expelling it completely is easier said than done.”

The Ghost Doctor sighed softly, “The Purple Spirit Star Flower is so precious; wasting it on an old man like me is indeed a waste. My young friend, you should keep it; it might come in handy in the future. My condition has already improved a lot.”

“The true value of any spirit flower or herb is only realized when used to save lives.”

Ling Feng’s expression became serious as he earnestly said, “Alright, senior, no more refusals. The Purple Spirit Star Flower was obtained at great risk by the Blood Demon Hand senior; you can’t let down his intentions.”

“Ah…”

The Ghost Doctor sighed softly and could only nod in agreement.

Ling Feng smiled faintly, took the Purple Spirit Star Flower from the Flower Ring, gently plucked a petal, and slowly said, “The Purple Spirit Star Flower has five petals in total. Senior, consume one petal every five days, and I will use acupuncture to help guide the cold poison out of your body.”

“I leave it all to you.”

The Ghost Doctor nodded, holding the petal in his mouth, gently chewing.

“I haven’t even thanked you for the Forbidden-breaking Pill. Since senior has unsealed me, I am committed to healing you to the best of my ability.”

Ling Feng immediately took out a row of Golden Needles and sat cross-legged behind the Ghost Doctor. He had already fully understood the Supreme Mysterious Acupuncture Technique. Undoubtedly, his grandfather was a genius in medical skills to have created such an extraordinary technique.

However, since the day at the border of the Western Wasteland in the Sky White Empire, he hadn’t seen him again.

Although he orchestrated some things Ling Feng didn’t want to do and indirectly caused the death of the grandfather (Ling Kun) who raised him, initially, Ling Feng understandably harbored resentment towards this blood-related grandfather.

But as time passed, Ling Feng gradually began to understand him a bit.

Perhaps, the methods he used brought Ling Feng immense pain, but he himself, hadn’t he also endured great suffering?

Now, in the vast sea of people, he was already nowhere to be found.

Perhaps he was very powerful, but like Ling Feng, he needed to face the entire Sky Patrol Clan!

Grandfather!

Ling Feng clenched his fist; perhaps his previously cold attitude towards him, unintentionally, caused him some harm too.

“Ling Feng, my young friend?”

The Ghost Doctor turned to glance at Ling Feng, “You seem a bit distracted?”

“It’s… nothing…”

Ling Feng shook his head, banishing all stray thoughts from his mind, “Senior, brace yourself; this might be painful!”

“Hehe, I endure the backlash of cold poison and various pains daily… Ah!”

Not even allowing the Ghost Doctor to finish his sentence, a heart-piercing pain struck, even making his Divine Soul tremble, temporarily unbearable, he let out a heart-wrenching scream.

“Cough, cough…”

The Ghost Doctor blushed, secretly scolding himself: Is this what you call, a little pain?

…

The cold wind howled, the world sealed in ice.

On a vast glacier, two figures, one leading and one following, were moving forward slowly.

The person ahead wore a hideous ghost mask and a large black robe, obscuring age and appearance, but from the long white hair, it was clear he was an elder.

And behind him, followed a young man in green, expressionless, coldly trailing the elder.

Surrounding him, there was faintly an ice-blue barrier formed by condensed cold ice.

Despite the swirling snow, it couldn’t come near his surroundings.

The elder and the youth maintained a certain distance, moving slowly on this perpetual glacier, leaving shallow footprints, soon erased by the wind and snow.

Finally, the elder stopped, glanced back at the youth, with eyes under the ghost mask like a chaotic starry sky, encompassing all things, as if seeing through heaven, controlling all.

The youth also halted, the elder and youth exchanged looks for a moment, neither spoke.

At last, it was the elder who took a deep breath and slowly said, “You’ve seen through the seven emotions, been reborn from the six desires, regained freedom, why follow me?”

The youth’s expression remained as calm as still water, murmuring like a dream, “I only follow the strong.”

“The strong?”

The elder looked up at the heavens, then burst into a deafening laugh, with a surging burst of killing intent around him.

“Under the Nine Heavens, who dares claim to be strong? If I were strong, why would I…”

Tears glimmered faintly in the elder’s eyes, disappearing again, as he coldly said, “Journeying forward is certain death; if you don’t want to end up as cannon fodder, you may leave.”

“Life and death no longer have meaning for me.”

The youth clutched his Long Sword, “I only wish to become stronger, strong enough to surpass that person!”

“You wish to surpass him?”

The elder chuckled, “Your ability to break free from the cycle of reincarnation is astounding, but surpassing him! Haha…”

After a moment, the elder slowly said, “Very well, very well!”

Taking a deep breath, the elder turned and continued forward, “Hong, if you manage to survive, I will, take you as my disciple!”

The youth named “Hong” had an unchanged expression, merely watched the slightly frail back, and then moved forward.

The wind and harsh weather intensified, with a snowstorm descending.

The figures of the elder and youth became increasingly blurred in the storm, finally vanishing at the edge of the ice field, as if they had never appeared.

Yet the chilly wind carried a hint of a murderous aura, lingering relentlessly…