After traveling through time, my blood became a panacea

The Jindao Gate is located in the most prosperous area in the center of the county. This place is almost entirely populated by wealthy families, and those who come and go are all extraordinary practitioners. On normal days, Xu Feng would never get close to it!

Passing through the magnificent and majestic gate, Xu Feng was quickly brought to an open space. In front of the open space, there was a palace with a golden plaque with the three words "Juyingtang" hanging high on it.

There are already more than a dozen old men with half or even completely white hair and beards gathered here. Most of them, like Xu Feng, carry medicine boxes on their backs. A few of them who are really too old have an apprentice who carries a medicine box on his back following them.

"Wait here." After giving Xu Feng an order, the young man ignored him and left.

Xu Feng arrived not too late. From time to time, other doctors were brought here by the disciples of the Golden Sword Sect. After about half an hour, no one showed up. All the doctors in Shiqiao County were brought here, more than twenty people in total.

After the disciples of the Golden Sword Sect entered the Juying Hall to report, a man who walked like a dragon or a tiger and exuded the aura of a ferocious beast appeared in front of everyone.

"Dear doctors, I apologize for being rude. I'm Zhao Wuping, the leader of the Golden Sword Sect. I've taken the liberty of inviting you here because my daughter had an accident and is seriously injured. The doctors in the sect are helpless. Now I hope to pool everyone's strength to see if we can come up with some treatment method! As long as someone can cure my daughter, any request, as long as the Golden Sword Sect can do it, we will never refuse!" Zhao Wuping said in a deep voice.

The doctors looked at each other in bewilderment. The Jindao Sect's imperial physician was already the best doctor in the county. These people couldn't do it, so how could they possibly do it?

But now that things have come to this, they can only obey orders and see what happens first.

Then everyone was led to a backyard, where dozens of disciples from the Golden Sword Sect stood on both sides and guarded strictly, like a solid wall of steel. Many of them carried weapons that emitted cold light, making doctors like Xu Feng feel uneasy!

"The young lady is inside, you go in one by one and diagnose carefully!" A tall and mighty man said in a deep voice at the door of the only room in the backyard. This man had a sinister look in his eyes, giving people the feeling that he was difficult to get along with.

Soon, the first old man entered the room. After a while, he came out. Everyone looked at him, only to see him shaking his head and sighing without saying a word. Then, the second and third people came out soon after entering. It didn't take much time at all. Each of them also had a helpless sigh on his face. The tall and mighty man standing guard at the door looked at the expressions of these doctors, and his face became more and more gloomy. Xu Feng was the youngest, so he didn't dare to be arrogant and entered last.

After entering the gate and walking a few steps inside, there is a curtain on the left. When you push it aside, you will see a boudoir. A beautiful middle-aged woman is sitting beside the bed, secretly wiping her tears with a handkerchief. A maid is standing behind her, also looking worried and haggard.

On the bed, a young woman with a face as pale as paper lay quietly, seemingly in a coma. It was her! Xu Feng was shocked. Wasn't this the powerful warrior he met on the top of the mound a few nights ago?

The beautiful middle-aged woman looked up and found that Xu Feng was so young. A trace of disappointment flashed across her eyes, but she still said: "Doctor, please take a look. Is there any way to treat my daughter?"

"Yes, ma'am, let me take a look first." Xu Feng quickly bowed, sat on the stool next to him, put his hand on the woman's wrist, and calmed down to feel her pulse.

His breath was weak and most of his tendons and veins were broken. He was clearly on his deathbed. Only a ball of spiritual energy protected his heart meridian, which saved his life. However, this was only a temporary solution. Once the spiritual energy was consumed, he would die in a moment. No wonder the doctors left so quickly. There was no cure!

Xu Feng took his hand back, sighed helplessly, and bowed to the lady, saying: "My medical skills are shallow and I can't do anything." The middle-aged beautiful woman lowered her head and tears flowed unconsciously. Xu Feng had to turn around and leave!

Outside the door, many doctors were whispering. They were all in the same industry, and many of them knew each other. As they communicated with each other, they couldn't help but shake their heads and sigh.

As Xu Feng came out last, all the doctors had finished seeing the patient. Zhao Wuping appeared in front of everyone again and asked loudly: "Everyone, everyone has seen the patient. How is it? Does any doctor have a cure?"

Everyone looked at each other and whispered to each other for a while. Finally, the oldest elder had to stand up as a representative and said, "Master, please forgive us for our incompetence. We have cut off Qian Jin's life. I'm afraid, I'm afraid there is no way to save her." Zhao Wuping heard this and a trace of despair flashed in his eyes. In fact, he had expected it in his heart. After all, the best doctors in the sect had seen it, and even they were helpless. What can these people do? The reason why he took so much effort to invite all the doctors in the county was that he was unwilling to give up and tried his best.

"Is there really no way out?" Zhao Wuping continued to ask.

"This... We are not well-trained, and we are ashamed!" The old man could only answer with gritted teeth.

Zhao Wuping closed his eyes in despair. He was the one who harmed his daughter. If it wasn't for the Golden Sword Sect, how could his extremely talented daughter be so eager to achieve success and force herself to break through the eighth rank, leading to such a situation.

It turned out that the Golden Sword Sect and the Jianyu Sect in the neighboring county had always been at odds. Originally, the two sides were almost equal in strength, and the children of the two sect masters were all hovering around the ninth rank. But recently, Li Jianhe, the son of Li Huai, the sect master of Jianyu Sect, had some kind of chance, and not only broke through to the eighth rank, but also directly skipped the initial stage and reached the middle stage of the eighth rank, leaving the Golden Sword Sect behind. Originally, his daughter Zhao Mengjiao and Li Jianhe were both in the late ninth rank, and Li Jianhe was three years older than Zhao Mengjiao. In comparison, Zhao Mengjiao was slightly better, but now she has been completely left behind.

Li Jianhe's increased strength posed a huge threat to the Golden Sword Sect. Zhao Wuping and Li Huai were old and their strengths were almost the same. That was the end of their lives. Most of the competition between the two sides fell on the younger generation. With such an outstanding successor, Jianyu Sect immediately attracted many surrounding cultivation families and individual practitioners to join, and the overall strength increased a lot. Even the people in Shiqiao County were in turmoil. Li Jianhe was young, and he had reached the middle stage of the eighth rank before he was thirty. He would definitely have the opportunity to impact the middle third rank in the future. At the very least, he could firmly hold on to the Jianyu Sect. On the other hand, the Golden Sword Sect had only one son and one daughter. The son was mediocre and had only just entered the early stage of the ninth rank. In this life, it was estimated that he would have the potential to reach the late ninth rank at most. Although his daughter Zhao Mengjiao was talented and had reached the late ninth rank in her early twenties, talent was talent. As long as she didn't break through, no matter how much she said, it would be useless. Moreover, women, even at the same realm, would still be looked down upon.

If everything went according to plan, it would only take Zhao Mengjiao one or two years to break through to the eighth rank. As the ninth rank was the first rank a warrior entered, it wouldn't be a bad thing to lay a solid foundation. But the situation of the Golden Sword Sect took a sharp turn for the worse, forcing her, the future sect leader, to force a breakthrough to appease the people!

Obviously, Zhao Mengjiao failed in her hasty breakthrough. Perhaps it was because she was not yet ready, or perhaps it was because her mentality was unstable. Normal failure in breakthrough was not a big problem, after all, there was no such thing as a sure-fire breakthrough. As long as she recuperated for a period of time, she would be able to recover. She would continue to practice in order to succeed next time.

But Zhao Mengjiao committed a big mistake. After failing in her first breakthrough, she did not give up. Even though her tendons and veins were already damaged, she concentrated all her spiritual power to make a second breakthrough!

Miraculously, she succeeded the second time! The bottleneck of her realm was broken, and she officially entered the ranks of the eighth-grade warriors. But the price she paid was almost devastating. Most of her tendons and veins were damaged, and her blood and qi were exhausted. She was on her deathbed. Fortunately, Zhao Wuping discovered it in time and protected her heart with his own strong spiritual power, which saved her for a while.

"Is God going to destroy our Jindao Sect?" Zhao Wuping felt sad. Is there really no hope? He clenched his fists tightly, unwilling to give up.

"Waste, waste, all of them, a bunch of good-for-nothings!" Seeing that these doctors were useless, the tall and mighty man guarding the door finally got completely furious. His name was Li Hu, and he was Zhao Wuping's direct disciple. He was one of the few martial artists in the Golden Sword Sect who had reached a certain rank, and he was also a fanatical fan of Zhao Mengjiao.

"Bang!" An old doctor in his sixties was kicked by him and flew high into the air. When he landed, he could even hear the crisp sound of broken bones. The other party fainted from the pain!

“Bang, bang, bang” “Ah!” “Ah!” “Ah!”

Li Hu was like a tiger among a flock of sheep. With one punch or one kick, these old doctors were instantly beaten to the point of crying for their parents. Some vomited blood, while others had broken bones and tendons. They begged for mercy repeatedly. It was a horrible sight!

"Sir, spare my life!" "No, don't come over here!" "Have mercy, have mercy!" No matter how these old doctors begged for mercy, Li Hu was like an angry lion, without any mercy, wantonly venting his anger! Of course, he did not lose all his reason. He did not use his own spiritual power when he took action, but only used ordinary fists and feet to make these doctors suffer. Otherwise, let alone these old men with half of their bodies buried in the soil, even real tigers would be beaten to death by him.

Relying on his youth, more flexible steps and hiding in the back, Xu Feng was not hit at the first time. Seeing that most people fell down, the only few survivors suddenly had an idea and fell among the wounded, screaming and looking seriously injured!

As expected, old people are very smart. Xu Feng was about to do as he was told, but suddenly realized that it was too late. He was the only one standing there, and Li Hu's ferocious eyes were already fixed on him. Xu Feng cried out in his heart, "Oh no!" Li Hu looked at him with a colder look than the others. Yes, his young appearance really stood out among the group of old men, and he looked like a scumbag.