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Chapter 3797 — A Stirring in the Heart

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And now the even more awkward problem was this: he clearly knew where the flaw in Wei Zhao's trio lay, yet Meng Zhou, the one and only capable piece under his command, was likewise gravely wounded, and moreover, because of the cave-dwelling ranking, could not take the initiative against Qiao Hongcai at all.

To know the enemy's flaw plainly and yet be unable to strike—this time Meng Jue Ming truly came to understand what it meant to be left aching with frustration.

"No—the chance is rare, and this village will not keep this shop forever. I can't let a good-for-nothing like Qiao keep strutting about..." Meng Jue Ming knitted his brows and pondered a while. He glanced at Meng Zhou by his feet, and suddenly something stirred in his heart; then the corner of his mouth curled into a sinister arc.

After Xiao Che and Zha Wu, the newcomer challenge tournament finally got into its stride. Though no dazzling figure of the top five caliber took the stage, with the groundwork laid by the earlier bouts, the other newcomers fought as if injected with chicken blood, trading blow for blow—quite fierce and thrilling indeed.

When the third round of the newcomer challenge tournament ended and the newcomers dispersed, Wei Zhao went to Cave Dwelling No. 13 at the foot of the mountain to heal Qiao Hongcai's injuries. Though there was no danger to his life, Qiao Hongcai's wounds were, after all, serious ones that had damaged sinews and bones; if he were not treated promptly, chronic problems could easily take root.

"Boss, so you really can heal people's injuries? I thought you'd just refined some pill for me!" Feeling the warm true qi flowing from Wei Zhao's palm, Qiao Hongcai could not help but look astonished.

And he was not alone—the miserable senior brother and Xiao Che, both absent at the moment, had thought the very same thing.

After all, skill lies not in quantity but in mastery. There was only one Zhang Lifeng, the divine alchemist and sage physician. If everyone else tried to do the same, the inevitable result would be mediocrity in both, producing nothing of note and even hindering the most crucial matter of raising one's strength—a penny wise and a pound foolish, more loss than gain.

"Even if I, your boss, were an alchemist, I wouldn't know how to refine every kind of pill, and it would take time, wouldn't it? How could that be as convenient and effortless as healing you directly like this? Besides, this isn't any great ability—it's just that the cultivation method I practice is somewhat special." Wei Zhao smiled faintly.

"Heh heh, boss, you make it sound so easy. I've cultivated for all these years and never seen anyone heal another person like this—now I've finally witnessed it! Truly worthy of our boss, mighty and domineering as expected, skilled in everything!" Qiao Hongcai chuckled in admiration.

This kid sure knows how to flatter! Wei Zhao shook his head speechlessly, then warned, "Remember, about my being able to heal people—don't go spreading it around. It'll bring trouble."

"Absolutely, boss, rest assured. 'An innocent man is guilty by the mere possession of a jade'—I know that principle well, and I won't breathe a word to anyone!" Qiao Hongcai promised again and again.

Only then did Wei Zhao nod in relief, signaling Qiao Hongcai to calm his mind and focus as he devoted himself fully to the treatment.

Time slipped away bit by bit. After continuing for a full three double-hours, Wei Zhao finally slowly withdrew his true qi and ended the healing session.

Three double-hours—to others, such a span would seem unbelievably short, but to Wei Zhao, the fact that even with his present cultivation at the peak of early Foundation Establishment he still needed so long to completely purge the injuries from Qiao Hongcai's body meant that the kid's wounds were far more serious than they appeared on the surface!RS