Electric Shock Therapy

Chapter 33: Electric Shock Therapy

Seeing Tang San's complicated expression, Qin Feng knew that Tang San must have felt a tangled mix of emotions back then as well.

As someone who valued loyalty and affection, one life was his teacher's, while the other was Qin Feng's. No matter what he did, he would never get past that hurdle in his heart.

Qin Feng looked at Grandmaster as though he wanted to say something, but stopped himself.

If Tang San had truly taken Grandmaster away at the time, Grandmaster might indeed have survived, but Qin Feng himself probably would have been done for.

At the time, there had been no protection around him at all. With his consciousness sealed and himself unconscious, he probably would not even have felt it if a wild wolf had gnawed off one of his hands.

Honestly, he really had to thank Xiao San for staying here to guard him.

"If we take Grandmaster out now, how confident are you that you can save him?"

Qin Feng looked solemnly at Xiao San.

For some reason, when Tang San met Qin Feng's gaze, he felt as though he had been seen through.

"If it had been a day ago, there might still have been hope. But now..."

Looking at his teacher's dark-purple lips and ice-cold body, Tang San let out a deep sigh.

Even with everything he had learned from the Tang Sect, there was nothing he could do under these circumstances.

The poison had already seeped into his heart!

Other than his father and Feng Ge, the teacher before him was the person he trusted most!

Watching such a man slowly bleed away his life right before his eyes felt like knives twisting through Tang San's heart.

"So you're saying there's no saving him?"

Qin Feng looked at Tang San and asked.

Tang San's gaze was vacant as he slowly shook his head.

If there had been any hope, he would not have looked like this.

"Th-This is kind of interesting. Do I need to sacrifice a teacher to fuse a Thousand-Year Spirit Ring?"

Qin Feng scratched his head, looking somewhat troubled.

Could it be that he had transmigrated with some legendary dark constitution?

The kind of terrifying dark constitution where someone had to die every time he advanced a step.

Qin Feng summoned his Two-Form Heavenly Gang Hammer.

He looked at the blooming blood-red flower beneath the Platinum Hammer.

As a transmigrator, he naturally knew of the Nine-Heart Begonia, an extremely powerful healing-type martial soul.

But he knew nothing about the Nine-Heart Blood Begonia. Perhaps it was also a healing-type martial soul.

"The black hammer shatters the heavens, the white hammer severs the gates of the underworld, Nine-Heart Blood Begonia."

Qin Feng kept muttering the words Tang Hao had spoken back then. The black hammer shatters the heavens meant that the Black Gold Hammer possessed extraordinary destructive power. That part was easy enough to understand.

But what did the white hammer severs the gates of the underworld mean? Did it mean it possessed powerful healing abilities? That it could drag back even someone who had entered the gates of the underworld?

Forget it. All he could do now was treat a dead horse as if it were alive.

Qin Feng gripped the Two-Form Heavenly Gang Hammer, then flipped it over to the Platinum Hammer side.

This was only the second time he had flipped it to the Platinum Hammer side. The first had been before Tang Hao, and this was the second.

During the earlier battle, as though by default, he had always used the Black Gold Hammer.

"Feng Ge, what are you doing?"

Tang San looked at Qin Feng in alarm.

Why was Qin Feng taking out a hammer in front of his teacher?

Surely he was not planning to let his teacher die sooner and be reborn sooner? His teacher was not dead yet!

"One side of my Two-Form Heavenly Gang Hammer is the Nine-Heart Blood Begonia. Although it has one more word, 'Blood,' than the Nine-Heart Begonia, I'm guessing it should have healing power too."

Qin Feng spoke to Tang San.

"Nine-Heart Begonia? Nine-Heart Blood Begonia? What are those?"

Tang San asked, baffled but impressed. Why did it feel as though he could not understand a single thing Feng Ge was saying?

"I won't explain it to you right now. Just know that I'm treating Grandmaster's injuries."

Qin Feng focused himself and ignored Tang San. In the next instant, a Spirit Ring appeared around the Two-Form Heavenly Gang Hammer!

Violent Soul Power surged forth, whipping up a hurricane and snapping the surrounding trees!

Tang San was forcibly blasted three meters away by that power.

"Is this the power of a Thousand-Year Spirit Ring?!"

Tang San stared at Qin Feng in disbelief. He was simply a monster.

His teacher had previously said that a first Spirit Ring could fuse with one of at most four hundred years, yet Qin Feng had doubled that.

"First Soul Skill, Explosive Thunder!"

Lightning flashed around Qin Feng like the roar of a thunder dragon.

This was the first time he had infused Soul Power into the Platinum Hammer.

Not long after, Qin Feng felt the Platinum Hammer emit a terrifying roar.

"Let me try this!"

Qin Feng raised the hammer and smashed it into Grandmaster's stomach.

The black robe instantly tore apart, and a mouthful of foul blood sprayed from Grandmaster's mouth!

"It actually worked!"

Seeing the foul blood spew from Grandmaster's mouth, Qin Feng was instantly overjoyed.

"It really worked?!"

The moment Tang San saw blood spraying from his teacher's mouth, he rushed over.

This was also the first time he had seen such a method of treatment. Back in the Tang Sect, he had never heard of anyone using a hammer to heal injuries.

"Something's wrong, Feng Ge! Why is Teacher's aura getting weaker and weaker??"

Tang San picked up Grandmaster's icy hand and discovered that his life force was nearly gone. His pulse had even stopped beating.

"That can't be possible, can it?"

Qin Feng frowned slightly, his face full of disbelief.

He then went to Grandmaster's side, crouched down, and pressed his ear to Grandmaster's chest. That hammer blow had happened to tear apart Grandmaster's clothes from his stomach to his chest, making the sound of his heartbeat especially clear now.

The instant Qin Feng placed his ear against Grandmaster's heart, his face turned deathly pale.

Grandmaster's heart was not beating!!

More precisely, it was beating so faintly that it was almost equivalent to zero!!

But his treatment had basically been an attempt to simulate a defibrillator. How had Grandmaster become even colder instead of recovering?

Could it be that the voltage was not enough and needed to be increased?

"Crackle!"

Electric light flickered across Qin Feng's palm.

"Feng Ge! You're planning to do it again?!"

Tang San hurriedly stepped forward to stop him.

Grandmaster was already on the verge of death. If Tang San used medicine, he might still be able to keep him alive for another half day, or forcibly pour Soul Power into his teacher and let him have a few final lucid minutes to leave behind a will or something.

But if another hammer came down, Grandmaster would probably not even get the chance to leave a will. He would die on the spot!

"I'm thinking that maybe the electricity wasn't strong enough. I want to add a little more for Grandmaster."

Qin Feng answered.

"Feng Ge, tell me, why did Teacher end up like this?"

Tang San stood in front of Qin Feng and asked with a helpless, bitter smile.

"Poisoned."

Qin Feng answered almost without thinking.

But after saying that, it was as though his mind suddenly cleared.

Grandmaster had been poisoned. The first thing he should have done was detoxify him, so why had he given him electric shock therapy?

Even if he revived his heart, the poison would still be there.

Qin Feng slapped his forehead. His brain had short-circuited, and he had nearly gotten Grandmaster killed.

"Then should I try treating him another way?"

Qin Feng looked at Tang San and asked.

"Feng Ge, please don't..."

Tang San stood before Qin Feng with a miserable expression.

He had to admit that Feng Ge was a miraculous person, but when it came to treating injuries, Tang San truly did not dare compliment him.