Chapter 228 - - 226 Doctor’s Benevolence_1

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Looking at the many elders whose emotions had been stirred by Duge, Li Anjiang sighed silently and asked, “Junior Brother, from where should we obtain others’ strength? Shall we start with the Demon Sect?”

“Sect Leader Senior Brother, let’s not rush; we’ll take it step by step. Once our fellow brothers have broken through to the Divinity Transformation Realm and have sufficient combat power, then we will go on the offensive, step by step, to take down other sects. To be safe, we should start with the patients.”

Duge shook his head, offering a brand-new answer as he looked towards Li Anjiang, “Sect Leader Senior Brother, the Medical Immortal Sect has been established for thousands of years, surely it’s not devoid of patients in the Nascent Soul or Divinity Transformation Realms, is it?”

What does he mean, don’t hurry?

And is it really prudent to start with patients?

Li Anjiang was stunned for a moment and said, “Junior Brother, we are healers. Is it appropriate to harm our own patients? Besides, those patients come from various major sects. If they recover and leave, spreading the news about the Medical Immortal Sect stealing others’ strengths, I fear we would be unable to handle it!”

“If we don’t let them return, wouldn’t that solve the problem?” Duge stated matter-of-factly.

“…” Li Anjiang.

“Sect Leader Senior Brother, rest assured, just leave it to me,” Duge said, giving Li Anjiang a reassuring look. “Before our brothers become cultivators in the Integration Realm, I guarantee no harm will come to the Medical Immortal Sect. Brother, just watch me operate; if you feel uneasy, call a halt at any time.”

“Okay,” Li Anjiang looked at Duge, then to his own fellow brothers, and helplessly nodded his head.

At this moment.

Even if he killed Duge with a single slap, his own brothers would probably hold a grudge against him.

Damn it all!

How did things develop to this stage?

However.

It was just a thought in Li Anjiang’s mind.

Throughout history.

The Medical Immortal Sect had never even had a cultivator in the Void Refinement Realm, so how could he not yearn to become a power in the Integration Realm?

“Fellow seniors, who currently has Nascent Soul Realm patients on hand?” Duge asked, looking at the many elders of the Medical Immortal Sect.

“Junior Brother, I have a Nascent Soul Cultivator named Chang Kui from Green Falling Cliff. Some time ago, he accidentally got poisoned during a fight with a Poison Flood Dragon. The poison is deep in his system, and he spends most of his time in a semi-comatose state. He might be a good starting point; in his unconsciousness, he likely won’t notice the loss of his Spiritual Power,” said an elder in the Nascent Soul Realm.

“Junior Brother, I also have a Nascent Soul Cultivator in my cave, who stumbled into an ancient cultivator’s cave dwelling and consumed an elixir from a millennium ago. His internal organs are spent, and his life is nearing its end. It would be even safer to start with him; even if we drain his Spiritual Energy dry, no one would pursue the matter…” another elder in the Nascent Soul Realm said.

“Junior Brother, I also have a Nascent Soul Cultivator in my cave…”

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Several elders, with indignation, betrayed their own patients, the temptation of ascending to the Integration Realm having already made them lose their senses.

They’ve all gone mad!

The corners of Li Anjiang’s mouth kept twitching, and he couldn’t help but close his eyes, flooded with mixed feelings. The reputation of the Medical Immortal Sect was likely to be ruined from this point on. I’m the sinner of the Medical Immortal Sect!

One must admit.

There really were a lot of patients in the Medical Immortal Sect…

Good place to come to!

Duge exclaimed, “Brother Liu, let’s start with that cultivator named Chang Kui from Green Falling Cliff!”

“Good,” said Brother Liu.

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A group of people flew on their swords and arrived at Elder Liu’s mountain peak.

The mountain where Elder Liu lived was filled with all kinds of medicinal herbs, and he enthusiastically introduced them to Duge: “Junior Brother, I’ve devoted my life to the study of poisons and antidotes. When you have free time, you can come to my peak, and I will teach you how to recognize poisons.

In a bit, I’ll give you some poisonous pills for self-defense; your senior depends on you to advance to the Integration Realm. You are now the treasure of our sect; you can’t afford to have any mishaps. I am over four hundred years old now, if I’m unable to reach Divinity Transformation, I fear there’s no hope for me in this lifetime…”

“Thank you, Brother Liu,” Duge said with a smile, thanking Elder Liu and patting his chest, “Brother, leave your Divinity Transformation to me.”

“Junior Brother, my peak mainly produces elixirs for self-defense and healing. In a little while, I’ll give you some for your protection,” another elder quickly said.

“Thank you, Brother.”

“Junior Brother, I notice the quality of your flying sword is not up to par. I still have a Silver Fang Iron Sword in my cave that was forged by Master Wu Yunzi a century ago. I will give it to you later…”

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In the midst of the many elders eagerly courting favor, Duge arrived at Chang Kui’s sickroom.

This was a solitary room, and as soon as Duge entered, he smelled a fishy, foul odor mingled with the fragrance of medicine.

A cultivator in his fifties or sixties, with an iron-gray complexion, lay on the sickbed with his eyes tightly closed, twitching occasionally. Even in his comatose state, one could see his pain.

Looking at the cultivator suffering in illness, Duge paused, unable to help himself from hesitating as a tinge of compassion flickered in his heart. They had neither enmity nor grievances; was he really going to act against this man?

Is doing this kind of thing a bit unscrupulous?

Moreover, directly extracting another’s power would likely make people of the Medical Immortal Sect wary, wouldn’t it?

Not noble at all!

“Little Junior Brother, what are you thinking about?” Elder Liu asked.

“I see he is in great pain, and draining his Spiritual Power will probably leave him powerless to fight against the jiao poison,” Duge said.

“…” Everyone was stunned.

Sure enough, when Li Anjiang heard Wang Chong’s words, he felt an inexplicable sense of relief in his heart.

Wang Chong’s tone was arrogant, and his methods seemed ruthless and cunning, often bringing devastation, but when push came to shove, he backed down.

In the end, he was still a child at heart, one with goodness!

As long as kindness remained in his heart, the Medical Immortal Sect could collaborate with him at ease, without the fear of being devoured by him.

“Little Junior Brother truly has a kind heart and is indeed worthy of joining our Medical Immortal Sect,” Li Anjiang thought, and Elder Liu shared the sentiment, as he looked at Duge with a hint of a smile and stroking his beard said, “However, the capabilities of a doctor are limited, and there will always be patients we can’t save. Little Junior Brother, once you have seen enough life and death, you will naturally become accustomed to it. We doctors must not only be benevolent but sometimes, we also need to harden our hearts.

Chang Kui has been deeply afflicted by the Poison Flood Dragon’s venom, and even I am powerless to help him, I fear he doesn’t have much longer. After he dies, I will dissect his body, study the state of his organs post-poisoning, and continue to research an antidote targeting the venom. This will help us save more people afflicted by this jiao poison in the future.

This is the customary rule of the Medical Immortal Sect, known to all, and none shall pursue the matter. Without a hardened heart, how can one dissect a corpse and carry on the medical tradition? Your draining of his power now is merely making full use of what’s available…”

As soon as Elder Liu finished,

Duge clearly saw the sharp tremor in Chang Kui’s palm on the sickbed.

Obviously,

even in a semi-comatose state, he still had moments of lucid consciousness.

Sigh!

Duge sighed, “Elder Liu, perhaps, I can save him.”

Elder Liu was taken aback, “If you save him, how will we drain his Spiritual Power?”

“After saving him, I’ll extract his Spiritual Power as my reward,” Duge laughed, “That way, I’ll take it with a clear conscience.”

“But once he wakes up, what if he goes around talking nonsense, wouldn’t that bring disaster upon the Medical Immortal Sect?” Elder Liu said urgently.

“Elder Liu, I have my ways, trust me this once,” Duge said.

Elder Liu was about to try to persuade him further but stopped when he saw Li Anjiang giving him a slight shake of the head. Sighing, he said, “Little Junior Brother, how do you intend to save him?”

“It’s simple, use the Way of Heaven to extract the jiao poison from him. Sect Head Senior Brother, keep an eye on the situation from the side. If he wakes and lashes out, restrain him. If I fail to save him, proceed as we had planned.”

Duge turned and spoke to Li Anjiang beside him.

Without waiting for a response, he drew his flying sword and lifted the white cloth wrapping the wound.

As the white cloth was pulled away,

a putrid stench immediately spread out.

Duge clearly saw that the blood flowing from Chang Kui’s wound had turned to the color of ink.

As Duge’s finger touched the black blood, he felt a searing sensation and after distinguishing between the venom and blood,

he quickly withdrew his finger.

A mass of black Poison Flood Dragon venom had been extracted from Chang Kui’s blood and was now suspended above his palm, supported by his Spiritual Energy.

The blood flowing from Chang Kui’s wound had turned back to red.

This scene astounded everyone.

Elder Liu’s eyes widened in disbelief, “This… this…”

Plucking Feathers in Passing indeed proved capable of extracting poison.

Duge smiled, “Elder Liu, don’t you want to study the jiao poison? Get a bottle and store it. I’ve always said that the Way of Heaven is most compatible with the Medical Immortal Sect…”

At the moment he extracted the jiao poison,

his personal panel flashed.

Duge discreetly accessed the panel with his other hand.

Under the personal list, a new skill had appeared:

Doctor’s Benevolence: Those you have saved will harbor goodwill towards you.

When Duge saw the new skill, he paused for a moment, about to complain about another useless skill.

But then, he realized that the term ‘aid’ in the skill description did not explicitly refer to medical assistance; the scope could be much broader.

And,

Doctor’s Benevolence seemed to be a perfect match with his earlier skill, To have complete command with a single call.

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