When Gan Haifeng and the higher-ups of the four families arrived at the city gate and heard the crowd's excited cheers, they were completely certain that there was someone who could save the poisoned people.
When Gan Haifeng, Mo Zhengnan, and the others saw the people being treated, they were shocked.
At the same time, inside Blood Moon City, the infected cultivators were rushing toward the city gate with all their might after learning that there was someone who could save the poisoned people.
"He really can save people!" Gan Haifeng said in shock, his expression stiff.
"What a domineering devouring power! He really swallowed the Heartbreak and Soul Devouring Powder! "Mo Zhengnan's eyes widened in shock.
"Master, did this kid steal the map?" an elder asked with a frown.
Sizing up Feng Wuchen, Mo Zhengnan shook his head slightly and said, "I don't know."
After seeing Feng Wuchen swallow the Heartbreak and Soul Devouring Powder with their own eyes, they were already convinced.
Feng Wuchen had already sensed the appearance of Gan Haifeng and the others, but he didn't look at them.
Feng Wuchen was saving people, so Gan Haifeng and the others had to keep quiet.
Gan Haifeng had just formed a grudge with Feng Wuchen yesterday. Now that Feng Wuchen could save the poisoned people, who knew what Gan Haifeng was feeling right now.
"Quickly bring the Grand Elder and the Grand Commander out." Gan Haifeng ordered.
"Yes! City Lord! "the guard replied respectfully and immediately ran back.
"Go back and bring the Young Master to the city gate!" Mo Zhengnan also ordered.
"Master, this …" the Mo Family guard hesitated, not knowing what he was worried about.
"What are you waiting for?!" Mo Zhengnan berated and glared fiercely at the guard. The guard was so frightened that he hurriedly ran back.
The other masters also sent people back to bring the poisoned clansmen.
"Thank you, God, for saving our lives!" The rescued cultivators kowtowed and thanked Feng Wuchen one after another.
After half an hour, hundreds of people had been saved.
Although it was only half an hour, Feng Wuchen's True Essence was greatly consumed.
Fortunately, Feng Wuchen had pills to recover True Essence, so he didn't have to worry. What he should be worried about was that there were still thousands of people poisoned.
In order to save time, he decided to devour them two at a time instead of one at a time.
After four hours, Feng Wuchen had completely devoured the Intestine Breaking Soul Devouring Powder in the bodies of the cultivators in the three quarantine zones.
Even with the support of medicinal pills, Feng Wuchen felt physically and mentally exhausted at this time.
The cultivators in the three quarantined areas were extremely moved and thanked him repeatedly.
Seeing that Feng Wuchen was having a hard time, some young men and women either served tea or food to him. It was very heartwarming.
"Heavenly deity, if your respected self is tired, you can rest. We can still endure it." A middle-aged man was moved, truly unable to bear it.
"Yes! Heavenly Deity, please rest for a while. "Everyone tried to persuade him. They couldn't bear to see Feng Wuchen so exhausted.
All the cultivators present were moved by Feng Wuchen's selfless spirit.
"It's okay." Feng Wuchen softly smiled. His heart was filled with warmth.
Without any rest, Feng Wuchen continued to treat the poisoned cultivators.
Gan Haifeng and the rest watched quietly. No one disturbed him.
At this time, the poisoned cultivators from the main city and the four great clans had also been brought over. They were waiting at the city gate and were also imprisoned in the huge iron cages in the quarantine zone.
"It's really him?" Seeing that the person saving them was Feng Wuchen, Mo Wuxie's expression changed greatly.
The current Mo Wuxie was like a man of blood. His entire body was swollen with red marks, and there were scratch marks all over his body. Even his face was the same. It was extremely terrifying. He was completely different from the young master of the Mo clan from before.
Recalling how he had arrogantly rejected Feng Wuchen yesterday, Mo Wuxie's heart sank to the bottom of the sea.
Apart from Mo Wuxie, the Great Elder and the Great Commander of the main city were the same. After offending Feng Wuchen, they didn't know if Feng Wuchen would save them.
"Father, I was the one who rejected him yesterday." Mo Wuxie forcefully endured the itchiness all over his body and said.
Mo Zhengnan's expression was extremely ugly. He said, "The Intestine Breaking Soul Devouring Powder is no small matter. Even if you rejected him, he still had to save you. Otherwise, the poison will spread!"
Hearing this, Mo Wuxie felt a lot more relieved.
Mo Zhengnan's words were not without reason. If Feng Wuchen didn't save Mo Wuxie, the Intestine Breaking Soul Devouring Powder's poison would still spread. At that time, those who were saved would still be infected.
In the blink of an eye, an hour had passed. Apart from the main city and the people of the four great clans, the rest of the cultivators had been cured by Feng Wuchen. The Intestine Breaking Soul Devouring Powder's poison had been completely devoured.
At this time, Feng Wuchen's face was pale. Although he had the support of pills, his physical and mental exhaustion couldn't be concealed. This made everyone's hearts ache.
However, with Feng Wuchen's strong physique, he only needed to rest for ten minutes to recover.
"Brother Feng, are you feeling better?" Ling Xiaoxiao asked softly.
Feng Wuchen nodded, stood up, and said with a smile, "I've already recovered."
Seeing Feng Wuchen stand up, everyone in the iron cages in the isolated area became excited.
"God, save us!"
"God! Save me! "
In the iron cages, the people of the four great clans cried out one after another. Each and every one of them was burning with anxiety.
"Little Brother, please save the people of my Blood Moon City." Gan Haifeng cupped his fists and pleaded.
"Little Brother, please save the lives of my clansmen." One by one, the patriarchs cupped their fists and pleaded with a polite and humble attitude.
At this moment, everyone's gaze was on Feng Wuchen. The city gate was silent.
Many people present knew about what happened at the city gate yesterday, and there were also many people present.
Feng Wuchen's gaze swept over Gan Haifeng and the four great clans' upper echelons. His expression didn't change in the slightest.
"I refuse to save the people of the main city, and I have never treated the people of the Mo clan. You should ask someone else. I can save the other three great clans." Feng Wuchen said indifferently.
The moment they heard this, Gan Haifeng and Mo Zhengnan's expressions changed greatly.
Feng Wuchen actually refused to save the people of the main city and the Mo clan.
"God, save us! God, save us! "The people of the main city and the Mo clan cried out in panic. They all knelt down and kowtowed.
The people of the other three great clans cheered excitedly. They secretly rejoiced that they didn't offend this god-like young man.
"If you don't save them, even if you save the others, the poison will still infect them." Mo Zhengnan frowned. His expression was extremely ugly.
Gan Haifeng then said, "Patriarch Mo is right. You have such a powerful Devouring Martial Spirit. Even if you save them now, they will still be infected sooner or later."
"I said I won't save them, so I won't save them. If they don't want to be infected, they can leave the Blood Moon City." Feng Wuchen coldly replied.
"God, please give me another chance. I know I was wrong. I shouldn't have refused you. Please save me. The Mo clan will definitely draw you a detailed map!" Mo Wuxie finally couldn't bear it anymore. He knelt down and kowtowed. He really couldn't bear the pain brought by the poison.
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