Strongest Medical Saint-Chapter 188: Is it important?

Shen Feng did not respond to Uncle Zhong’s words.

He had no interest in the martial arts world of the Huaxia Country nowadays, where the strongest in martial arts families and sects were only at the Innate level! They posed no threat to him whatsoever.

Ji Yunhan sat silently to one side, undecided in her heart.

In fact, since her grandfather had fallen ill, his health had been deteriorating day by day, and it looked like he was about to leave this world.

Eventually, Ji Yunhan asked Uncle Zhong to take her to the Taiyi Sect.

After all, there was some historical connection between the Taiyi Sect and the Ji Family, and after Ji Yunhan met with the Sect Leader of Taiyi Sect,

she originally wanted to ask the Taiyi Sect to save her grandfather, but after the Sect Leader of the Taiyi Sect assessed Old Master Ji’s condition, he outright refused.

Old Master Ji was already in critical condition, one might say every organ in his body was failing. With the strength of the Taiyi Sect, they could have tried their best to treat Old Master Ji and potentially allow him to live a few more normal years. However, doing so would mean the sect had to waste a lot of precious resources, which they deemed not worthwhile.

However, if they were to keep Old Master Ji barely alive, like a living dead, the Taiyi Sect wouldn’t have to waste much of their precious resources.

In the end, the Sect Leader of the Taiyi Sect agreed to keep Old Master Ji breathing, but Ji Yunhan had to pay a huge annual life-support fee to the Taiyi Sect.

After negotiating with the Taiyi Sect, the Ji Family had to pay the Taiyi Sect two billion Yuan every year as the life-support fee.

Of course, if the Ji Family was willing to pledge allegiance to the Taiyi Sect, then the Taiyi Sect would unconditionally keep Old Master Ji breathing.

Since it wasn’t about bringing Old Master Ji fully back to life, Ji Yunhan naturally wouldn’t choose to pledge allegiance to the Taiyi Sect.

Now, Old Master Ji was still inside the Taiyi Sect.

After seeing Shen Feng’s medical skills, Ji Yunhan had some ideas in mind, but it wasn’t going to be easy to take her grandfather out of the Taiyi Sect!

Although Shen Feng possessed extremely powerful abilities, asking him to go to the Taiyi Sect with her could lead to a conflict, and why would he agree to that?

Ji Yunhan already owed Shen Feng quite a few favors, and she truly had no face to ask him again.

Uncle Zhong noticed the expression on Ji Yunhan’s face, and he had actually thought of this issue yesterday as well.

Old Master Ji had been kind to him, and of course, he also wished for Old Master Ji to live like a real person rather than like a living dead.

But considering the previous explosion and Shen Feng saving Old Master Fan, their relationship with Shen Feng wasn’t close. It would be too presumptuous to ask Shen Feng for such a favor, which was why Uncle Zhong hadn’t brought it up.

Uncle Zhong knew that for now, they could only take it one step at a time, at least Old Master Ji could keep breathing inside the Taiyi Sect.

If they brought it up now and caused Shen Feng’s displeasure, even if they could get Old Master Ji out of the Taiyi Sect, what would be the use if Shen Feng weren’t willing to treat him?

Uncle Zhong quickly changed the subject, "Senior Shen, could you give me some guidance?"

After hearing Uncle Zhong’s voice, Ji Yunhan snapped back to reality and held back the words she wanted to say.

Shen Feng glanced at Uncle Zhong, and considering that the old man had explained the matters of the Martial Arts World to him, he said, "Stretch out your hand, and circulate the cultivation technique you practice within your body."

Uncle Zhong hadn’t held much hope when he mentioned it, but seeing that Shen Feng was really willing to guide him, he hurriedly extended his right hand and began circulating the cultivation technique he practiced within himself.

Shen Feng held Uncle Zhong’s right wrist, sensing the faint flow of Spiritual Energy in his meridians, and shook his head continuously.

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What kind of sluggish flow was this?

How terrible must a cultivation technique be for the Spiritual Energy to circulate so slowly through the meridians?

Shen Feng released Uncle Zhong’s hand and asked, "What cultivation technique are you practicing?"

Uncle Zhong, with no trace of emotion visible on Shen Feng’s face, said quite proudly, "Senior Shen, the technique I am cultivating is the Taiyi Sect’s Origin-returning Jue."

"This technique is one of the finer techniques within the Taiyi Sect. Although it does not compare to the core techniques of the sect, it is definitely not a poor one."

Shen Feng sighed.

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Meeting is a kind of fate, Shen Feng said, "If you trust me, write down the methods of the Origin-returning Jue."

Uncle Zhong was slightly startled; the Origin-returning Jue was a Taiyi Sect technique, and if he were to pass it on privately, and Taiyi Sect were to find out, his cultivation would definitely be crippled.

But it was Shen Feng who had saved his life, or else he would have been blown up by a bomb earlier.

Uncle Zhong then found some paper and pen in the villa and transcribed the Origin-returning Jue, "Senior Shen, since you are interested in the Origin-returning Jue, please take a look."

After receiving the paper, Shen Feng frowned, did this old man really think he was interested in such trash techniques?

Looking at the cultivation methods of the Origin-returning Jue on the paper, Shen Feng shook his head repeatedly and muttered to himself, "Complete nonsense, who created this technique? It is simply leading people astray."

Shen Feng picked up the pen and casually modified many parts of the paper.

A moment later, he said to Uncle Zhong, "I’ve made some random changes; you can try to cultivate according to the methods here in the future."

Uncle Zhong received the modified Origin-returning Jue from Shen Feng with confusion.

Change a cultivation technique?

These techniques have been passed down from generation to generation; even an Innate Grandmaster would not have the ability to modify them.

And Shen Feng had only glanced at it and helped him modify the technique? This was simply impossible.

However, as Uncle Zhong looked at the modified Origin-returning Jue on the paper and tried to circulate it according to the methods outlined, he felt the flow of Spiritual Energy in his meridians and his entire being’s eyes bulged, his mouth agape enough to fit a large egg.

What on earth had just happened?

He held his breath, tried to cultivate again according to the modified Origin-returning Jue, and when he truly felt the speed of the Spiritual Energy flowing in his meridians, he became as still as a wooden stake.

Cultivating according to the modified Origin-returning Jue, the flow of Spiritual Energy in his meridians increased several times over, probably even stronger than the Taiyi Sect’s core techniques, right?

Shen Feng had casually made an adjustment, and created a badass technique even stronger than the Taiyi Sect’s core techniques?

Uncle Zhong felt like he was dreaming, his head spinning. With this modified technique, even without resources, his cultivation should advance and he wouldn’t be stuck in place anymore.

Who exactly was this masked man in front of him?

Uncle Zhong’s throat was incredibly dry as he swallowed saliva frantically, a thought emerging in his mind—could it be, could it be that the man in front of him had surpassed Innate? Otherwise, how could he possibly have casually modified such a badass technique?

"Shen, Senior Shen, you, you’re not an Innate Grandmaster? Have you surpassed Innate?" Uncle Zhong’s voice trembled as he spoke.

Shen Feng smiled and said, "Does it matter?"

He no longer paid attention to Uncle Zhong, who was in shock, and went back up to the room upstairs.