"I don't want to hurt anyone. Ask your elder to come out!"
Feng Hao didn't have any enmity towards the other members of the Cheng Clan, so he asked the Cheng Clan to inform them.
He looked down at Cheng Cheng in his arms. Her eyes were tightly knitted and her hands were hanging limply by her sides. She was no longer breathing, but Feng Hao had forcefully kept her alive.
He felt that the Cheng Clan's elder might have a way to save Cheng Cheng.
Spiritual Qi was the source of all living things on Earth. It could awaken a person's vitality, just like Wu Yuan in the Tianwu Continent. It could kill and save people.
"You want to deal with our elder?"
One of the Cheng Clan members paled. If the elder died, the Cheng Clan would be finished. Their resources would be divided among the other ancient clans of Mount Hua.
"I won't tell you where the elder is. You won't find him even if you slaughter the entire city."
Another Cheng Clan member was very unyielding. He would rather die than submit. In the face of righteousness, what was an individual's life worth?
"You think I'm going to kill your elder?"
Feng Hao didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He was in a hurry to find the person with the highest cultivation in the Cheng Clan because the chances of saving Cheng Cheng would increase.
However, these people from the Cheng Clan thought that he was here to kill them. Immediately, he felt a headache coming on. Putting on a stern expression, he said, "Your Cheng Clan's clansman, Cheng Han, killed Cheng Cheng. I had no choice but to kill him. Right now, I want to see your clan elder to save Cheng Cheng."
Feng Hao was helpless. He didn't want to explain at first, but this concerned the life of the person in his arms.
"You didn't kill Cheng Cheng?"
Someone asked suspiciously. They were standing on the streets of the ancient city, each with a weapon in hand, ready to die.
But Feng Hao's words made them hesitate.
But no one had seen what had just happened. They didn't know whether Feng Hao was telling the truth or not.
"I think he can be trusted. I saw the ancient battle of the gods. He played the role of the Yellow Emperor Xuanyuan, who defeated Chiyou's army. Someone who can perform that kind of temperament can't be a villain."
"Yesterday, he saved more than two hundred families by himself. This is an amazing feat. If he was a murderous demon, he wouldn't have helped."
Some members of the Cheng family chose to believe in Feng Hao and put down their weapons. After all, putting down their weapons made no difference. How could they stop Feng Hao?
Right now, if he chose to believe it, perhaps Feng Hao's heart would soften and he would not really hurt the Clan Elder.
"Since Cheng Cheng has been killed, it's useless for the clan elder to come out. You should know that the dead can't come back to life. Even if the Medical Sage Hua Tuo were alive, it would be useless."
An elderly man from the Cheng family stepped forward. He leaned on his walking stick and his body trembled slightly. It was a sign that he was about to die.
"Pharmacist Cheng, why are you out?"
A middle-aged man stepped forward and supported him. The other members of the Cheng family also had worried looks on their faces. Clearly, this old man had a very high status.
Feng Hao looked at him and said, "I have kept Cheng Cheng's life force in her body, but I can't save her. Since you are an alchemist, you can try."
Feng Hao walked toward Apothecary Cheng with Cheng Cheng in his arms.
His sudden movement affected the nerves of the Cheng family. Apothecary Cheng was the treasure of the Cheng family. His importance was second only to the Clan Elder. Nothing could happen to him.
Seventeen or eighteen people lined up in three rows in front of Apothecary Cheng. Their eyes were resolute.
"The life force in Cheng Cheng's body can't be kept for long. She is very simple. She brought me to the Cheng family because she wanted to be on good terms with me. Since you are willing to watch her die, I have nothing to say."
Feng Hao was very disappointed and stopped in his tracks.
If it weren't for the trace of pity in his heart, he might have left already.
"What are you doing? Is this how you treat an honored guest? Cheng Cheng is the adopted granddaughter of the Clan Elder. Are you going to sit back and do nothing? "
The old man behind the Cheng family members scolded. He kept hitting the ground with his walking stick to make way for the people.
He walked slowly toward Feng Hao. His old body looked like it would collapse at any moment. This scene made the hearts of the Cheng family members jump to their throats.
"Young man, can I see Cheng Cheng?" Apothecary Cheng asked in a hoarse voice. His breathing was a little rapid.
"Alright!"
Feng Hao laid Cheng Cheng flat on the ground. He looked at Apothecary Cheng and found that the latter's skinny and calloused hands were glowing with a gentle green light. They also contained a strong life force.
Apothecary Cheng placed his hands on Cheng Cheng's chest. His brows alternated between surprise and frowning. Sometimes he sighed, sometimes he was ecstatic, and sometimes he shook his head.
The crowd was also itching to see this.
Could Cheng Cheng be saved?
"Her life force came from you?" Apothecary Cheng stared at Feng Hao. His eyes suddenly became brighter and clearer than ever.
"Yes, why?" Feng Hao looked at the old man in confusion. He felt his scalp tingle.
This look … there was something wrong. It was as if he had seen his lover. At this thought, Feng Hao felt his hair stand on end. He wanted to stay away from Apothecary Cheng.
"Young man, you have the talent to be a pharmacist. I can't save her, and neither can the Clan Elder. But you have inherited my mantle, so you can definitely save her."
Apothecary Cheng looked hopefully at Feng Hao. He had searched for countless clansmen in the Cheng family, but none of them could inherit his mantle.
Just now, through the life force left in Cheng Cheng's body, he learned of Feng Hao's talent. He was the heir he had always dreamed of.
"Even your Clan Elder can't save her? But if I inherited your mantle, I'm afraid Cheng Cheng's life force would have passed away by then. "
Feng Hao's eyes darkened. Was there really no way to save Cheng Cheng?
She was an innocent girl, innocent and naive. He did not want Cheng Cheng to die at the best age. She deserved a happy future.
"Actually … my mantle isn't some rare inheritance. It's just a simple technique. It relies on the life force in a person's body. To put it simply, I use my own life force through the technique to circulate the injured person's life force in their body, thus awakening them."
Apothecary Cheng smiled bitterly. "Of course, I won't force it. After all, I'll suffer irreparable injuries while saving people. My life force is almost depleted. Soon … I'll pass away."
"Let me give it a try!"
Feng Hao had no reason to refuse. Since learning Apothecary Cheng's technique didn't take much time, he could give it a try. In terms of life force, with his five magical attributes, his life force would not fade away.
"Good! Good! "
Apothecary Cheng's eyes were almost shining. He seemed to have become ten years younger, and his spirit was suddenly hale and hearty. Then, he gestured for Feng Hao to sit down. His right index finger, glowing with green light, pointed at Feng Hao's brow.
The green light was gentle and full of life. There was no killing intent in Apothecary Cheng's brow, so Feng Hao did not resist. If his guess was right, this might be a method of transferring power.
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