Strongest Medical Saint

After the Blade Wraith dissipated.

Fatty Qian and Wang Anxiong felt lighter, as if a certain pressure had been lifted, and they became much more comfortable.

"Bang!" Suddenly.

At that moment.

The curved blade held in Shen Feng's hand burst open; it was actually a sword hidden within a knife.

It could be said that it wasn't a real knife but merely plated with an outer shell resembling one.

After the shell cracked open, a bronze short sword was revealed!

Just now, Shen Feng had only felt yin qi and the scent of blood emanating from it, as he had only probed the aura of what appeared to be the curved blade, not having conducted a substantial investigation of the interior.

These auras must have all come from the bronze short sword.

Fatty Qian said unconsciously, "No wonder. I didn't believe that a curved blade with this kind of arc could have come from a Qin Dynasty tomb initially, but based on my years of experience, it indeed seemed to date from around that era, which is why I bought it."

Shen Feng said offhandedly, "This bronze short sword was bestowed by Emperor Qin Shihuang, and to that general, it was the glory of his life."

"Wrapping a layer of curved blade around the bronze short sword and sharpening its edge concealed the sword's blade within; that general really went through a great deal of trouble."

"This outer shell resembling the curved blade is at best just a scabbard!"

Shen Feng casually placed the bronze short sword on the countertop, "Alright, now that the Blade Wraith has been broken, this bronze short sword hidden inside won't have any effect on you anymore."

Fatty Qian looked at the revealed bronze short sword on the countertop, still with a lingering fear, planning to find an opportunity to sell it immediately.

Feeling the aura of the Acquired State level three in his body, as the evil qi transformed into spiritual energy, and his Immortal Emperor body and meridians had recovered somewhat, his cultivation also broke through successfully.

The main credit for such a swift breakthrough in cultivation went to this Immortal Emperor body.

Although his cultivation had broken through to Acquired State level three, the spiritual energy in his body was scant, barely enough to circulate once through the meridians in his body.

"The spiritual energy on Earth is too thin. Now, apart from finding treasures containing spiritual energy, the only other option is to set up a Spirit Gathering Array," Shen Feng murmured to himself.

The cultivation of Acquired State level three was too weak.

To refine medicine and symbols, sufficient spiritual energy was needed as support. Sighing in his heart, he thought, "It seems that after seeing my parents, I need to find a way to improve my cultivation quickly."

"Master, please don't stand, take a seat for a while, I'll go make you a cup of tea," Fatty Qian became even more respectful towards Shen Feng. After the Blade Wraith was broken, he felt refreshed, and the yin qi and evil qi that had been on him also dispersed.

Shen Feng waved his hand and said, "There's no need. I'd like to stroll around Antique City by myself. I'll come by to collect the replacement ID card tomorrow at noon."

Fatty Qian hurriedly said, "Master, I didn't handle things well. Your identity card should have been ready today, but I didn't dare to step out of Rare Treasures Pavilion, so..."n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

Shen Feng cut him off, "I was originally going to pick up the identity card tomorrow anyway."

Having said that.

Shen Feng walked out of Rare Treasures Pavilion, and since he expressed a desire to browse alone, Fatty Qian and Wang Anxiong did not dare to follow. They feared upsetting this esteemed individual, especially after witnessing such bizarre events, which had thoroughly turned their worldview upside down.

In face of such unpredictable individuals, they decided it was best to obediently follow instructions. Wang Anxiong said cautiously, "Master, take care."

As Shen Feng left Rare Treasures Pavilion.

Old Li had already been taken away by the ambulance, and given his condition, going to the hospital wouldn't do much good.

He headed towards the bustling area of Antique City.

From afar, he saw Immortal Master Wu, Big Yellow Teeth, and Curly Hair following around a man in his thirties.

Fawning expressions covered the faces of Immortal Master Wu and his companions.

Encountering Immortal Master Wu twice in one day, it seemed that Shen Feng and Immortal Master Wu were quite fated indeed.

Immortal Master Wu had always had a street stall in Antique City, and he lived there as well, so naturally, after packing up near The First People's Hospital, he was going to return to Antique City.

With a smile plastered on his face, Immortal Master Wu casually glanced ahead, but then his gaze froze and the smile on his face vanished entirely. His mind was racing, filled with undying hatred for Shen Feng. Since he had no chance to act earlier near the hospital, he glanced at the man beside him.

This thirty-something man was known as Fifth Master.

He had some notoriety in the surrounding area, with dozens of brothers under his command, making a living by collecting protection money, and Antique City just happened to fall under his influence.

As someone who had once had a street stall in Antique City, Immortal Master Wu naturally knew Fifth Master and had even dined with him twice.

Focusing on the worn snake skin bag on Shen Feng's back, Immortal Master Wu came up with a plan, saying, "Fifth Master, do you see that youngster over there? He's the one who ruined my business."

"That kid also makes a living by swindling. I witnessed him scamming a full seven hundred thousand, all of which is in that snake skin bag on his back."

Fifth Master, with a nose bearing the signs of rosacea, had a glint in his eyes as he understood the implication of Immortal Master Wu's words.

Since the other party was just a swindler, how could he not be tempted by seven hundred thousand?

Immortal Master Wu continued, "Fifth Master, however, this kid is a bit tricky. You'd better call some more brothers over to ensure nothing goes wrong."

Fifth Master feigned a frown, "Old Wu, that snake skin bag looks awfully familiar. Isn't that the one I lost yesterday? Don't you think?"

Immortal Master Wu immediately replied with a laugh, "I can testify for you, Fifth Master. That snake skin bag is indeed the one you lost."

Fifth Master laughed loudly, then after making a phone call, he and Immortal Master Wu headed towards Shen Feng.

Big Yellow Teeth and Curly Hair blocked Shen Feng's path.

Big Yellow Teeth chuckled, "Where do you think you're going, kid? Lay down that snake skin bag behind you; it's Fifth Master's lost property. Do you know who Fifth Master is?"

Big Yellow Teeth and Curly Hair were cracking their knuckles, ready to give Shen Feng a thorough lesson.

Even if Shen Feng was a bit eerie, what did it matter? Fifth Master's men would soon arrive, and in the end, Shen Feng would have no choice but to kneel and beg for mercy.

Immortal Master Wu stroked his small mustache, his eyes dark as he stared at Shen Feng, thinking to himself, "Kid, today I will let you know the consequence of offending me, Immortal Master Wu."

Shen Feng hadn't expected Immortal Master Wu to have learned nothing from their previous encounter, and unconsciously furrowed his brows, "I really don't know who Fifth Master is."

Fifth Master was there to collect protection money, and a few of his men happened to be inside Antique City.

While Shen Feng was speaking,

a van stopped nearby, and seven youths with their hair dyed in various colors got out.

One with green hair said, "You don't even know who Fifth Master is, kid? Today, we'll give you a little education!"

In the phone call just made by Fifth Master, they heard that there was seven hundred thousand in cash inside the snake skin bag the kid was carrying.

If they knew that Shen Feng's snake skin bag now contained one million four hundred thousand, they would surely have been even more excited.

At the entrance to the Rare Treasures Pavilion.

Fatty Qian and Wang Anxiong had been watching Shen Feng, not daring to return inside the Rare Treasures Pavilion until he was out of sight.

Seeing Shen Feng surrounded by people in the distance, Fatty Qian's cheeks trembled, "Brother Wang, it seems the Master is being stopped by Fifth Master from around here."

Wang Anxiong's expression hardened, "Fatty Qian, what are we waiting for? I don't care whether he's Fifth Master or a fifth-rate mutt."

"The Master has just left Rare Treasures Pavilion, and now someone is looking for trouble? If we manage to upset the Master, we should throw all these people into the river to feed the fish."

Wang Anxiong had built his fortune from the ground up. Although now he was engaged in legitimate business, who on the Wuzhou streets would dare to offend him?

In other words, Wang Anxiong no longer needed to rely on the grey market to earn money, his connections were all with Wuzhou's upper echelons.

After all, those who make a living through nefarious means are usually not seen in the daylight.