Medical Sage

In the end, Chen Fei, Young Master Chen, still struck a deal with Zhen Jingkong. He simply couldn’t resist the temptation; after all, a hundred years ago, Zhen Jingkong had been infinitely close to the level of a Great Formation Master, a level comparable to the Primordial Core True Lord Realm. He was even hailed as a once-in-a-century Formation Dao Genius of an ancient country. How many people, including those monstrous talents, would dream of receiving his complete teachings?

Not to mention the mysterious drop of Golden Blood within him. For now, at least within the bounds of his Divine Sense, that single drop of Golden Blood was more than enough to control the other man’s life and death. What did this mean? It meant that he had already seized the absolute initiative in their relationship. So what was there to fear under such circumstances?

Shortly thereafter, Chen Fei left the secret realm on the high platform. Of course, as he left, he didn’t forget to take the entire pond of priceless Millennium Spiritual Milk with him. A single drop of such a rare treasure could drive an ordinary Qi Refining Realm Cultivator insane. Now, he had collected over a thousand drops. The sheer number was staggering; it was simply heaven-defying luck!

If all of this rare Spirit Milk were combined, its value could rightly be called a ’Rare Treasure’, and that would be no exaggeration. If Zhen Jingkong’s background hadn’t been so intimidating—likely linked to some great sect with a thousand-year legacy within that ancient country—how could he have possessed such wealth? But now, it had all fallen into the lap of Chen Fei—the lucky bastard had struck it rich!

”Within this Great Formation, there are two of my most powerful Lifebound Magical Treasures, placed not far from here. Go retrieve them, and you will be much more confident in dealing with the Flame Demon General!” after they left the high platform, Zhen Jingkong spoke to Chen Fei within his Divine Sense.

”Lifebound... Magical Treasure?” Upon hearing this, Chen Fei’s pupils shrank, and a sharp glint flashed through his eyes, as if those few words had given him an immense shock.

What were Magical Treasures? Only when such items reached the pinnacle of their class did they earn such an unquestionable honor. Even the most powerful experts at the Foundation Establishment True Person Realm would be wary of such weapons. What did this mean? It meant the terror and might of Magical Treasures were beyond doubt! And now Zhen Jingkong was casually mentioning two of them?

”As expected of someone who was once infinitely close to becoming a Great Formation Master. Your resources certainly run deep!” Chen Fei shook his head and sighed in admiration.

”No matter how deep they run, they can’t compare to you,” Zhen Jingkong retorted, nearly choking him and making him cough for a long while. ”Don’t you think that one drop of Golden Blood in your body is worth more than ten thousand Magical Treasures?”

That’s right. Although Magical Treasures were powerful and priceless, how could they compare to that mysterious drop of Golden Blood inside him? He probably wouldn’t trade it for a hundred thousand, let alone ten thousand, right?

At this thought, Chen Fei, Young Master Chen, fell silent and diligently made his way toward the location of the two great Magical Treasures Zhen Jingkong had mentioned.

The direction Zhen Jingkong indicated was completely different from where the towering palace stood. About ten minutes later, Chen Fei spotted a stone cave in the distance. Upon entering, he found dilapidated halls standing inside, a testament to their former grandeur and power.

”This was once where I practiced my cultivation, but it was destroyed in that battle,” Zhen Jingkong said lightly, his tone tinged with nostalgia.

”You must be a cultivator native to the Cultivation World, right? Then why did you come to our Earth all those years ago?” Chen Fei asked curiously.

”Back then? I was hunted down and forced to come here,” Zhen Jingkong answered flatly.

This statement stunned Chen Fei, and his jaw dropped. ”Hunted?”

You have to understand, a hundred years ago, Zhen Jingkong’s power was nearly on par with a Great Formation Master, yet he claimed he was hunted down and forced to flee to Earth. This... could it be that he provoked a Primordial Core True Lord back then?

But he didn’t press the matter, instead asking another question that had long puzzled him. ”I have another question. Based on what you’ve said, you hadn’t reached the Primordial Core True Lord Realm back then, had you? So how did you survive until now as just a Divine Sense? As far as I know, even a Foundation Establishment True Person only has a lifespan of about two hundred years, and their Divine Sense can’t exist outside their body, right?”

The Divine Sense of someone in the Foundation Establishment True Person Realm being unable to leave the body is common knowledge in the Cultivation World. Yet Zhen Jingkong had not only shattered this convention but had also survived for this long... He had been in this underground Great Formation alone for over a hundred years. How could he possibly have lived this long?

Zhen Jingkong calmly explained, ”The notion that the Divine Sense of a Foundation Establishment True Person can’t leave the body only applies to ordinary ones. A Formation Master’s Divine Sense and soul are far stronger than those of other cultivators at the same rank. Furthermore, the Foundation Establishment Realm technique I cultivate is extraordinary, so it’s natural for me to break such so-called rules and limitations.”

He then slowly continued, ”In this world, aside from those with naturally long lifespans or other special constitutions, it’s true that most Foundation Establishment True Persons can only live for about two hundred years. However, I am an exception.”

”An exception?” Chen Fei’s eyes flickered.

”Yes, an exception.”

That Zhen Jingkong, residing in Chen Fei’s Divine Sense, continued in a faint voice, ”Years ago, my arrogance and pride led me to cause a great disaster. I was hunted by a Primordial Core True Lord Realm ancestor until I had nowhere left to run. In my desperation, I fled into a notorious forbidden land in the Qiannan Ancient Kingdom, Moyan Mountain, choosing a place of certain death in the hopes of finding a sliver of life. As the saying goes, great fortune follows a narrow escape from death. And there, I stumbled upon a stalk of Star God Grass...”