Return My Pretty Hammer

Return My Pretty Hammer

"Then do you have any way to treat him now, Xiao San?"

Qin Feng looked at Tang San, who stood in front of him, and asked.

Tang San shook his head slightly. If he had a way, he would have treated him long ago. Why would he have waited for Feng Ge?

"Then that settles it. If you let me treat him, there might still be a chance. Do you want to watch Grandmaster die?"

Qin Feng pressed Xiao San with another barrage of questions.

Tang San timidly moved aside.

He truly did not want anything to happen to his teacher. If Feng Ge had a way to treat him, of course he was willing to let him try. But what kind of treatment was this?

Yet he truly had no ability to heal injuries. If this continued, all he could do was watch his teacher die peacefully.

"Alright, then I believe in you, Feng Ge!"

Tang San seemed to have made an enormous decision as he let out a deep breath from the bottom of his heart.

"Don't believe in me just yet. I'm only giving it a try. If it works, great. If it doesn't, the two of us can dig a hole and bury Grandmaster. Just remember to come pay your respects every year."

Qin Feng gripped the hammer in his hand, his gaze unusual as he spoke.

"Uh... I guess that's all we can do."

Tang San gave a helpless, bitter smile.

"Wait, Feng Ge! Can you listen to me? Just one last thing!"

Seeing Qin Feng prepare to make a move, Tang San hurriedly called out.

"What is it?"

Qin Feng looked at Tang San in confusion.

"Feng Ge, when I watched you save him just now, it looked like you were using an attack. Normal healing shouldn't be confused with attacking, right?"

Tang San had been observing Qin Feng's methods of saving people the entire time.

It always felt like Qin Feng was not healing someone, but hammering someone!

Who could treat a patient and blast their clothes apart?

"Uh, now that you mention it, I kind of feel that too."

Qin Feng had actually noticed it earlier. It seemed he had not drawn upon the power of the Nine-Heart Blood Begonia at all, but was still using lightning power instead.

Moreover, he had discovered that after passing through the Platinum Hammer, the lightning's power merely seemed to have weakened considerably.

Now that even Xiao San had noticed it, had he really taken the wrong approach?

Qin Feng knew Tang San was a transmigrator. His words could not have come from nowhere.

Qin Feng focused his mind, then poured his Soul Power into the Two-Form Heavenly Gang Hammer.

Very soon, he discovered that his Soul Power was still gathering on the Black Gold Hammer side and had not entered the Platinum Hammer at all.

The Nine-Heart Blood Begonia had not even absorbed a trace of Soul Power.

After this, Qin Feng finally understood completely!

So he had really been smashing Grandmaster with a soul skill just now! Grandmaster vomiting up stagnant blood had not been a sign that his injuries were improving either. It was because Qin Feng had struck him in the abdomen with a hammer and forcibly squeezed it out!

Good heavens, luckily Grandmaster was lying here. If he knew this was how Qin Feng treated injuries, would he want to tear him to pieces?

Luckily Xiao San had stopped him. Otherwise, he and Xiao San would have been singing a funeral song for Grandmaster together in Soul Hunting Forest.

Qin Feng flicked his wrist and forcibly diverted his Soul Power toward the Nine-Heart Blood Begonia on the Platinum Hammer.

As violent Soul Power flooded in, the tightly closed door of the Nine-Heart Blood Begonia was thrown completely open.

At the base of the platinum hammer, a blood-red flower gradually bloomed. Then, before their very eyes, the crimson blossom slowly rose.

The blood-red flower emitted a ray of red light, and an intensely healing power spread outward.

"Could this be the Nine-Heart Blood Begonia?"

The blood-red flower appeared for only half a second before vanishing from before Qin Feng's eyes and merging into the Two-Form Heavenly Gang Hammer.

The formerly platinum-colored hammer had faintly taken on a reddish tint.

"Alright, then let me give this a try."

In an instant, Qin Feng poured in a surge of violent Soul Power, then brought the red-glowing base of the Platinum Hammer down on Grandmaster.

Each time the hammer struck Grandmaster, his breathing recovered by a fraction.

Qin Feng's speed increased severalfold as he began hammering down fiercely.

Grandmaster's heart, which had nearly stopped beating, gradually returned to normal at this moment.

"Xiao San, help Grandmaster take off his clothes."

As Qin Feng hammered Grandmaster's head, he spoke to Tang San.

Tang San rushed forward. The instant he removed Grandmaster's clothes, he was stunned!

The outer layer of Grandmaster's skin was covered in swollen bulges, each filled with a layer of black liquid.

Grandmaster looked as though he had developed one enormous blister, except it was filled with black fluid.

Sizzle!

A bolt of lightning stabbed in.

The enormous black blister swelling across Grandmaster's body burst instantly.

In a moment, black liquid with an unbearable stench poured out of Grandmaster's body like floodwaters breaking through a dam.

The black fluid covering Grandmaster's skin slowly drained away. After roughly one or two minutes, the swollen layer of skin gradually shrank back down, returning him to normal.

"Phew."

Qin Feng let out a breath.

A heavy hammer struck Grandmaster's bloated head.

Then, as if squeezing a sponge, venom sprayed out.

"Teacher has returned to normal!"

Tang San stared at Qin Feng as though he were looking at a demon.

There had absolutely never been a treatment method like this before!

"That Return My Pretty Hammer really wore me out. Xiao San, I'm going to rest for a while."

Qin Feng spoke to Tang San as if he were about to collapse from exhaustion.

The Nine-Heart Blood Begonia had only been active for such a short time, yet it had drained every bit of Soul Power from his body.

He was utterly exhausted now.

Just like that, Qin Feng lay down and quickly fell asleep.

When he woke up, it was already the next morning.

"Feng Ge, you're awake?"

Tang San had lit a fire and was boiling some wild vegetables.

"Xiao San, why do you even have a pot?"

Qin Feng looked at Tang San in surprise. This guy had actually brought a pot with him.

"I found it inside the Soul Tool. It was the thing Teacher gave me before we entered the forest."

Tang San scratched the back of his head as he answered.

His teacher had returned to normal, so Tang San was in a much better mood. Last night, he had checked the Soul Tool and found cooking utensils inside, so he took them out.

"Oh, I see. Still, this smells pretty good."

Qin Feng swallowed as he drooled over the pot of wild vegetables.

Come to think of it, he had not eaten anything for several days. He was nearly starving down to skin and bones.

"We haven't had a proper meal for days. Normally, Feng Ge, you wouldn't even look twice at this stuff."

Tang San said with a smile.

"Oh? I don't think I've eaten these wild vegetables before. How do you know I wouldn't like them?"

A puzzled glint flashed through Qin Feng's eyes.

"Feng Ge, have you forgotten? The first time you came to my house, there was a plate of this on the table. You only ate one leaf, then refused to eat another bite no matter what. You even insisted on making dinner yourself that night."

Tang San said cheerfully, half-jokingly.

"Uh..."

Qin Feng remembered. It really did seem like that had happened!

Just as the two spoke, a cough suddenly rang out.