Soul Mending
Radix's words reminded Xia Fei that he was not a healing-type Cleric. Throughout history, Xia Fei had never tried to repair someone's soul, so this might be an opportunity for Xia Fei. Since Fei Haizheng was already a dying man, and even Old Man Dustfloat could not do anything about it, Xia Fei could use this opportunity to practice.
Fuchen muttered, "There's no time. Only a healing-type cleric can mend someone's soul. I don't have that ability. If you had told me from the start that Fei Haizheng was injured by his own soul tool, I wouldn't have tried to mend the soul tool no matter what.
"Now that the Azure Light Soul Hunting Axe is as good as new, the backlash will be stronger than before. I don't think your grandson will survive the night."
The soul tool and the warrior needed to balance each other after becoming one. Now that the soul tool was healed, but Fei Haizheng had yet to be healed, the imbalance between the body and the soul tool would not only fail to save Fei Haizheng's life, but it would also hasten his death.
Fei Haizheng had obtained a two-sided soul seal at such a young age, and he was the hope of the Fei family. When Fei Xingye heard that his grandson would not survive the night, he was so anxious that he nearly fainted.
Frowning, Xia Fei said, "Why don't I try?"
The room went silent after he said that. Fuchen and Fei Xingye looked at Xia Fei suspiciously. Fei Xingye asked, "Young man, can you do it?"
"I'm not confident, but I can try," Xia Fei said honestly.
Fuchen did not say anything. He knew that Xia Fei was a true cleric like him, but he did not believe that Xia Fei could mend Fei Haizheng's soul. He had been in this circle for many years, yet he could not do it. Xia Fei, who had just taken half a step into the cleric circle, was even more impossible.
That was when the door opened, and the strong-looking young man beside Fei Xingye rushed in. It turned out that he had not left and had been eavesdropping outside the window. When he learned that Xia Fei was risking his life to save his father, he could no longer hold it in.
Pointing at Xia Fei's nose, the young man shouted, "You don't look much older than me. How can you speak without thinking? If my father dies, you'll have to pay with your life! Great grandfather! Don't believe him! He's a liar! "
Xia Fei was very unhappy. No one would be happy to be treated as a swindler.
Putting on a straight face, Xia Fei sneered. "What a filial son. Just based on what you said today, I won't punish your father. Just let him die. What does that have to do with me?"
"You!" The young man was so angry at Xia Fei's unreasonable words that he was rendered speechless.
Fuchen also didn't like this youth. After all, Xia Fei and Fuchen were both from the Soul Master Sect. If Xia Fei was treated as a swindler, then what about himself?
Thinking of this, Fuchen smiled and said, "This young friend might not be old, but he's in the same trade as me. If you're willing, you can let Xia Fei have a try."
Fei Xingye's expression changed drastically as he looked at Xia Fei hesitantly. Since he was traveling with Fuchen, it meant that Xia Fei was a Cleric!
The word 'Spirit Master' was too much of a deterrent. Spirit Masters were few and far between in the universe, and countless warriors relied on the soul armaments made by Spirit Masters to survive. Let alone a small House of Fei, even if the nineteen Golden Eagles were to come together, no one would be able to provoke a Spirit Master!
What if Xia Fei was also a Soul Master like Fuchen?!
Fei Xingye didn't dare to think any further. Fuchen had a relationship with the Fei Clan, but Xia Fei didn't. If Xia Fei were to blame them for this, it would be a disaster for the entire clan!
* Slap! *
Fei Xingye slapped his grandson away. The young man covered his face and didn't know what was going on.
Fei Xingye viciously said, "You beast! How dare you speak such arrogant words to an esteemed guest of our Fei Clan. See if I don't break your legs! "
After putting on a show, Fei Xingye turned around and pitifully begged Xia Fei.
"Young brother, no, master! This old man had eyes but failed to recognize Mount Tai. Please don't be calculative with me and save my Haizheng, alright?! "
Xia Fei lit a cigarette and muttered to himself, "I didn't promise you anything. Besides, Xia Fei is still young and inexperienced. I'm afraid I won't be able to help."
These words were obviously meant for the young man at the door. That young man was filled with grief and indignation. He coldly snorted and turned to run away. Not long after, the young man's loud scolding could be heard from afar.
Fei Xingye was very embarrassed. All he could do was pretend that he didn't hear it and continue to persuade Xia Fei to help and try to mend Fei Haizheng's soul.
Fuchen quietly pulled Xia Fei to the side and said, "If you really have a way, why don't you help me? After all, the Fei Clan's ancestor and I are fated."
Xia Fei shrugged. "Fated with an esteemed elder like you, but not with me. You heard what that young man said. If he fails to mend his soul, then Xia Fei will really be a swindler."
"No, definitely not!" Fei Xingye heard this and hurriedly said, "Whether it succeeds or not! Our Fei Clan will remember your kindness and will never do anything detrimental to you. The heavens and earth will be our witness! Ancestor Fuchen will be our witness! "
Fuchen felt a sour feeling in his heart. Back then, the old ancestor of the Fei Clan, Fei Lingyi, and Fuchen got along very well. The two of them became companions and ate all kinds of delicacies. Now that Fei Haizheng, who was the most promising member of the Fei Clan, could not be saved, Fuchen felt very bad.
"Xia Fei, just do it for my sake. Consider it as me owing you a favor." Fuchen sighed and said.
"Alright then. Since you have said so, I will give it a try."
Xia Fei did not make a move after he finished speaking. He stood there and stared at Fei Xingye and Fuchen.
Origin mentioned that the spirit-master faction would not easily make a move, and there would always be a price to pay for it. Back then, the spirit-master from the Feather Spirit Lineage helped the Aurora Race to mend the White Dragon's Chant, and it cost a considerable sum of money.
Fuchen asked the Fei Clan for two extremely precious ingredients, the Pearl Green Cry Bamboo Shoots. Xia Fei was thinking that he should also get something for himself. Xia Fei planned to get back the money he had spent recently from the Fei Clan. After all, they were a big family with a lot of businesses and didn't lack money.
Perhaps because he was too nervous, Fei Xingye actually did not react. In any case, Xia Fei was not in a hurry and stood there smoking.
Fuchen suddenly came to a realization. He pointed at Xia Fei and smiled. In his heart, he exclaimed that Xia Fei was crafty and secretly gave Fei Xingye a look.
Fei Xingye was startled. When he saw Fuchen's hand gesture, it was obvious that he was pointing at the pearls. He immediately recalled that a spirit-master would need a lot of money to make a move.
"Little brother, regardless of whether the matter succeeds or not, our Fei Clan is willing to invest 10 million pearls. Thank you for your generous help!" Fei Xingye said.
Fuchen, who was at the side, also said, "This is also the rule. Once we make a move, we will definitely consume a lot of precious spiritual power, which isn't something that money can buy."
"Yes, Old Ancestor is right." Fei Xingye smiled and said.
Xia Fei sighed and said, "Then I will have to reluctantly do it. I will have to trouble the two of you to leave first and seal up this backyard for me."
Fuchen was slightly startled. "Even I have to leave?"
…
Xia Fei really chased Old Fuchen out and got someone to use an energy barrier to cover the entire backyard. This way, no one would know how Xia Fei was going to help Fei Haizheng mend his soul.
Fuchen secretly left a mark in the room. Once he returned to the room, he would be able to receive the information from the mark and know the situation.
"Little brother Xia Fei, can you really do it?" Fei Xingye asked in a panic.
Fuchen shook his head and said, "It's hard to say. It will depend on your grandson's luck. After all, mending a soul is too heaven-defying. I advise you not to have too much hope."
Inside the room, Xia Fei took out the Eight Sound Golden Falcon. Furball was about to pounce on it, but Xia Fei raised his hand to stop him. Ever since the Eight Sound Golden Falcon became a soul tool, Furball had nothing to do with it. Xia Fei never allowed Furball to touch it.
Putting the Eight Sound Golden Falcon by his mouth, Xia Fei took a deep breath and gently blew.
The sound wasn't loud and couldn't be compared to the violent sound Furball made when he activated the Eight Sound Golden Falcon, but this sound was very comfortable. Furball happily laid on the ground, all his fur standing up. He was even more excited than eating a high-grade Origin Crystal.
Even Xia Fei felt as if every cell in his body was moving faster as the sound gently brushed past him.
In fact, this feeling was just an illusion. A healing-type soul tool wouldn't touch the body; it would only touch the soul! The joy was also the joy of the soul.
Fei Haizheng, who was like a log on the bed, slightly twitched his finger twice.
"There's hope?!" Xia Fei was invigorated, and he became even more attentive, using his soul power to activate the Eight Sound Golden Falcon.
Gradually, some white mist began to gather on the bed, stopping by Fei Haizheng's side. The room was like a thin mist in spring.
Xia Fei didn't dare to speed up after being heavily injured for a long time. Instead, he slowly released his soul power, slowly repairing Fei Haizheng's soul.
As Fei Haizheng's hand movements became more and more obvious, Xia Fei knew that his Eight Sound Golden Falcon was very effective. Repairing the soul was just a matter of time.
…
Xia Fei wasn't in a hurry, but the people outside were. Fei Xingye's old face was covered in sweat, and though his grandson, who had been beaten up, didn't dare to get close, he kept looking from a distance.
It was soon dusk, and Fuchen gradually realized the severity of the situation. If Xia Fei hadn't been able to repair Fei Haizheng's soul, it would have been over by now. Xia Fei hadn't shown up for nearly ten hours. Could Xia Fei really have done it?
'Could Xia Fei be a healer?' Fuchen furrowed his brows and muttered to himself.
On the Red Dwarf Star, he had indeed sensed Xia Fei forging a soul tool, so he found Xia Fei and followed him to Golden Falcon 19. However, Fuchen didn't know Xia Fei's true abilities.
While he was puzzled, he saw Xia Fei walk out of the room, sweating profusely. He waved at Fuchen and Fei Xingye, who were outside the energy barrier, indicating for them to lower their guard.
* Whoosh ~ *
A guard immediately removed the barrier. Fei Xingye ignored his old age and weak body and ran inside. Fuchen followed closely behind him, but after taking two steps, Fuchen was stunned. This was because this back garden was currently filled with a delightful fluctuation! It was extremely pleasant to be inside!
Xia Fei had chased everyone out not only because he didn't want anyone to see how he used the Eight Sound Golden Falcon, but more importantly, the others were also absorbing the precious spiritual energy here. Xia Fei didn't want to waste it on unrelated people. Meanwhile, Old Fuchen was a Cleric, so he immediately sensed that something was amiss the moment he entered the yard, so he naturally became suspicious.
Soon, the sound of someone hugging his head and crying could be heard from the room. Fuchen was stunned for a moment before asking, "Xia Fei, did you kill him?"
Xia Fei replied without batting an eyelid, "Not because he died, but because he didn't die."
Fuchen couldn't believe that Xia Fei had really repaired Fei Haizheng's soul!
He took two quick steps into the room and saw Fei Haizheng and Fei Xingye, the grandfather and grandson, hugging each other and crying!
Without needing to observe the mark, Fuchen immediately understood.
Xia Fei really was a healer!
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