This time, Feng Hao's injuries were extremely serious. Nearly a day had passed since he had been rescued by the little black dragon. During this period of time, he lay there like a corpse, allowing the medicinal properties of the Shennong Medicine Manual to slowly heal his greatly damaged body.
Time passed bit by bit, and the wounds on his body slowly closed up.
When Feng Hao woke up, he was amidst an intense jolt. This jolt made him feel as if the bones in his body were about to fall apart. The pain directly pulled him out of the endless darkness, and he struggled to slowly open his eyes.
What entered his eyes was a large ceiling. Feng Hao's finger gently rubbed the place where his body was leaning against. His gaze swept around, and he immediately understood where he was. This should be a carriage.
The warmth in his embrace and the coolness on his arm told him that the little black dragon and little ball were still there.
"It should be the little Void Dragon that saved me?"
When he was unconscious, he seemed to have faintly heard the roar of a dragon.
"Father, you're awake?"
A tender and pleasantly surprised voice directly rang out in his mind.
"Yes."
Feng Hao weakly responded. With just a slight movement, an intense pain came from all over his body. The wounds that had somewhat healed split open once again, and fresh blood flowed out. It was so painful that he sucked in a breath of air. It was a long while before he slowly recovered. At this moment, he no longer dared to move recklessly.
His gaze swept over his body, and he discovered that the bloodstains on his body had all been wiped away. Even his tattered green robes had been replaced by someone else. Currently, he only wore a rather gorgeous white robe. However, it was now stained with specks of blood.
Looking at the clothes on his body, Feng Hao was stunned for a while, before he suddenly thought of something. He hurriedly rubbed his right hand, and only heaved a heavy sigh of relief when he discovered that the items in the ring were not missing.
Qi Flower, Qi Fruit, they were all inside this ring. It was just that Fenghao had put a few hundred more rings, one after the other, and there were a lot of miscellaneous things inside. If one wanted to find them, it would take a lot of time, and ordinary people wouldn't have the patience to search like this, unless they knew that he was hiding a rare treasure.
However, the Odd Crystals were directly placed in the ring, and could be seen at a glance. They were worth millions of Martial Crystals, and ordinary people would not be able to resist such temptation. From this, he could tell that the person who saved him was definitely an upright person.
Just as Feng Hao heaved a sigh of relief, the curtains of the carriage were suddenly pulled apart. Dazzling sunlight poured in, causing him to narrow his eyes. When he opened his eyes, a somewhat sturdy middle-aged man appeared in his line of sight. When the latter saw that Feng Hao had woken up, he parted his mouth into a smile, giving off a somewhat straightforward feeling. "Little brother, you're awake?" "Yes!"
"Yes!" Feng Hao responded with all his might. His gaze swept across the middle-aged man, and he knew that the person in front of him was a peak Martial Ancestor Realm expert, and was only one step away from Martial Saint.
"Hehe, our convoy found you in the bushes of the desert. Seeing your injuries, we originally thought that you wouldn't be able to make it, but who would have thought that you would still be able to wake up."
The middle-aged man smiled at Feng Hao, and said, "My name is He Jian, and I happened to have a mission this time. I was passing through the desert, and then I found you. Speaking of which, you're quite lucky. The Calamity of Wolves often occurs in the desert, and if they found you, I'm afraid that you would already be a pile of bones."
"Thank you big brother He Jian for saving me, I am Hao Fen."
Hearing this, Fenghao spoke in a rather grateful manner.
Although the Calamity of Wolves might not happen with Little Ball and the little Black Dragon around, the scorching heat of the day and the freezing cold of the night in the desert was not something he could endure in his weakened state. If he was not careful, he might just die without even realizing it. It was also possible. Thinking about it this way, this He Jian had also saved his life.
"It's fine, I'll help if I can when I'm outside. It's never a bad thing."
He Jian smiled, and his gaze swept across Feng Hao's body. "Moreover, this is all I can do. As for your injuries, there's nothing I can do. If we reach a town, we can go to the Alchemist Association and ask an alchemist to treat you. However, it will cost a lot of gold, and ordinary people will not be able to afford it. Those alchemists are too arrogant, but no one dares to offend them. As long as they are not seriously injured, not many people would be willing to suffer such pain."
"It's fine."
Feng Hao smiled weakly. If even the Book of Divine Rites could not treat his injuries, it was even more impossible for ordinary alchemists to do so.
This time, however, Feng Hao felt that his injuries were too severe. His internal and external injuries told him that earth rank medicine alone would not be enough to fully heal him.
"By the way, big brother He Jian, may I ask which region this belongs to?"
Feng Hao asked after a moment of hesitation.
He had only traveled less than half of the journey, and he had no idea which region he had arrived at. As he thought about it, he felt his heart ache for the two hundred and thirty thousand Martial Crystals. He decided that he would definitely get it back from the ship's operator next time. More importantly, he wanted to know who the person who had attacked him was!
"This is the Medical Saint Region!"
He Jian looked at him in surprise. Seeing that he did not show any signs of lying, he slowly said, "Could it be that little Hao isn't from the Medical Saint Region?"
Feng Hao smiled wryly, then casually explained that he had been ambushed by his enemies.
"The Nephrite Region? It should be very far? "
He Jian clicked his tongue and sighed.
To him, teleportation arrays and streaks of light were things that were too far away from him. He had only heard of them by chance.
"Yes, very far."
After speaking for a while, a large amount of blood flowed out from Fenghao's body. His voice also became weaker and his eyes became slightly blurry. A short while later, he once again descended into darkness. At the last glance, he saw a face that was filled with anxiety and confusion.
After an unknown period of time, Feng Hao woke up again, only to find that his body's condition had not improved in the slightest. This made him feel bitter in his heart.
The injuries he had suffered this time were extraordinary. Earth rank medicine would not be able to do anything to the wounds of a mighty figure. If he had the medicine of the Crimson Lotus Herb King, perhaps it could be treated. Although his external injuries had healed, Feng Hao felt that he could not muster any strength at all. This was likely due to the remnant energy of the mighty figure destroying his bodily functions.
Feng Hao estimated that he would need at least a heaven rank medicine to completely remove the rampaging energy in his body, and there was still a way to deal with his weakened vitality.
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