A Sorrowful Cry in the Alley Draws the Dragon's Gaze · A Benevolent Thought Bathes in Spring Rain

Walking through the city, a strange sense of fragmentation rushed toward me.

The main thoroughfare was wide and tidy, illuminated by bright soul-guided streetlamps. Shops lined both sides, many boasting luxurious decor and utilizing soul-guided technology. Soul masters and the wealthy were dressed in finery, with carriages and horses coming and going—a scene of true prosperity.

Yet, one only needed to turn into a nearby alley for the scene to change abruptly. Low-slung houses were crammed together, the streets were narrow, and the air was thick with the stench of old clutter and low-quality food.

Ragged commoners and children with numb expressions were visible everywhere, making it feel like a different world from the prosperity of the main city.

"The vermilion gates reek of wine and meat, while frozen corpses lie by the roadside... It's the same in every world."

Long Jinyu sighed softly. As a liberal arts student who had experienced the information explosion era, he was no stranger to such class disparities, but seeing it with his own eyes still stirred deep emotions.

The only thing that felt somewhat familiar was the thick, ancient Hanxia style permeating the city's bones—

Pavilions and towers with upturned eaves, shop signs with carved beams and painted rafters, the distinctly classical attire of the pedestrians...

All of this reminded him that this world, created by a Hanxia person, still retained the cultural roots of his homeland, serving as a small comfort after his transmigration.

But the television... the appearance of such a thing was absurdly out of place.

"Ma Xiaotao said... the Sun Moon Empire has had them for years?" He rubbed his chin, brow furrowed. "I've only been here for two days; it clearly didn't transmigrate with me. That leaves only one answer—are there others?"

This thought made his heart beat a little faster.

Other transmigrators? Pushing a technological revolution in the Sun Moon Empire? If that's the case... that would explain it. If I could find the organization, maybe we could exchange methods for returning to Blue Star? Or at least huddle together for warmth?

He couldn't help but think of the "Ainz Ooal Gown mode" from Overlord—gathering companions; and a fan fiction where everyone in the world transmigrated to the Douluo Dalu.

But the next second, he poured cold water on himself.

"What am I thinking... the environment is too different. At least in the first Douluo, there was the Martial Soul Hall to provide a safety net, and awakening a martial soul at six was a basic guarantee."

"This ghost era of the Peerless Tang Sect... Evil Soul Masters run rampant, class is solidified, and it's hard for ordinary people to even survive."

"Unless you're a cheater like me, or transmigrated as a disciple of a major power, you'd likely be dead long ago. Gather fellow countrymen? Don't end up delivering heads to the Holy Spirit Cult..."

"From the fact that Tian Meng and Electrolux are still inside Yuhao, it's clear that those 'predecessors' are either developing in the shadows or... have long since vanished without a sound."

"Sigh..."

Long Jinyu realized that whether he wanted to uncover the truth or do something, it wasn't something he could achieve immediately, having only arrived two days ago with no foundation.

Change Shrek?

Build his own power?

Why was he thinking about this again?

The road ahead was still long.

There is plenty of time...

While his mind was wandering, his gaze was suddenly firmly captured by a building with a completely different style in the distance.

It was a tall building, pure white and square in design, standing in stark contrast to the antique architecture surrounding it.

Most eye-catching of all was the center of the roof, where a giant cross sign made of red crystal hung!

Long Jinyu's footsteps halted instantly, his eyes widening.

"A hospital?! A modern hospital?!"

"How did I not notice this this morning?!"

"This thing exists in the Peerless Tang Sect era?! Are you kidding me!"

Masaka (Could it be)...

"Is there really a transmigrator predecessor?! And they even established a medical system?! Is there a 'Lingshu Salvation System'?!"

This impact was far greater than that of the television!

The television could be blamed on the soul-guided technology tree growing in the wrong direction, but this standard red cross and the layout of a modern hospital building...

Intense curiosity and a glimmer of hope at finding a "kindred spirit" instantly overwhelmed everything else.

He unconsciously spread his dragon wings and flew toward the red cross building. He was desperate to go inside and see what it was like. Were there familiar registration desks, outpatient clinics, and white coats?

Before he even reached the hospital entrance, a suppressed yet clear cry for help came from a side alley, the sound filled with despair and pleading.

Long Jinyu frowned and looked toward the source.

Near the side entrance of the hospital, a young girl was tugging at a doctor in a white robe, begging bitterly.

The girl didn't look old, perhaps fourteen or fifteen, with a slender figure and wearing a rough cloth dress that had been washed white and even patched.

She had a head of brilliant, golden wavy hair that looked like it was woven from sunlight, currently draped messily over her shoulders.

Her small, oval face was pale as a sheet, and her light yellow eyes were brimming with tears that kept rolling down.

Her features were as exquisite as a porcelain doll, yet they were tightly knitted in extreme sorrow and pleading, filled with a heartbreaking sense of fragility.

"Doctor! Please! I beg you, please take another look at my mother! There must be a way! Right? The money... I'll find a way! I'll definitely scrape it together!"

The girl's voice was choked with sobs, and she was nearly kneeling, every word filled with helplessness and despair.

Long Jinyu stopped involuntarily and landed slowly.

At first, he only felt the scene was heart-wrenching, but then he froze.

A blonde girl?

Poverty-stricken family?

Mother critically ill?

Several keywords rapidly coalesced in his mind.

Wait... this setup... why is it so familiar?

Jiang Nannan?! That's not right! In the original work, didn't her mother die long ago...

He realized it in an instant, his pupils constricting: It must be because of this hospital! This hospital, likely established by a transmigrator, has affected the original storyline! Mother Jiang... might have managed to hold on until now because of it!

His brain whirred at high speed as he subconsciously hid in the shadows of the street corner, holding his breath to observe the commotion.

He saw the doctor sigh helplessly, gently brushing the girl's hand away, his tone carrying a professional exhaustion and a hint of sympathy:

"Young lady, this isn't a matter of money; it's not that we aren't willing to save her..."

"Your mother's old injuries have damaged her heart meridian, and now her lungs and kidneys are failing. Even if we channel soul skills to stabilize her foundation, they cannot retain her dissipating life force. Ordinary healing-type Lord Soul Master can at most extend her life by a few hours, and medicine is merely a drop in the bucket."

"Our dean is away and nowhere to be found. Right now, unless that Medical Immortal Douluo from the Star Luo Empire comes in person, there might be a glimmer of hope... but..."

The doctor didn't finish his sentence, but the meaning was clear. The Deputy Hall Master of the Offering Hall of the Star Luo Empire was certainly not someone a girl without connections could summon.

Hearing this, the girl's body swayed, her face turning even paler. The light in her eyes dimmed bit by bit, leaving only endless despair and gloom.

She let go of his hand and leaned powerlessly against the cold wall, her shoulders trembling slightly. Her silent weeping was even more heartbreaking than her previous pleas.

Long Jinyu suppressed the chaotic thoughts in his mind regarding a "fellow traveler."

Right now, saving a life was the top priority. He stepped quickly out of the shadows and walked toward the blonde girl still weeping silently and the helpless-looking doctor.

His footsteps sounded exceptionally clear in the quiet alleyway.

Both the girl and the doctor subconsciously looked toward him.

When they saw Long Jinyu's appearance, a flash of undisguised astonishment crossed both their eyes.

What a... beauty who seemed not of this mortal world.

The doctor was stunned for a moment; he had seen many Lord Soul Master at this hospital, but he had never seen anyone with such a unique and outstanding temperament.

The girl even forgot to cry, her light yellow eyes staring blankly at Long Jinyu, a faint blush unconsciously rising on her pale cheeks.

Long Jinyu walked up to them, his gaze sweeping over the two with gentleness, and went straight to the point: "Excuse me, the two of you. I was passing by and inadvertently overheard your conversation."

His voice was clear and melodious, carrying a soothing power.

As he spoke, his fingertips lifted slightly, and a wisp of soft, rich emerald light bloomed quietly, like the most tender bud of early spring, carrying a majestic aura of life as it gently circled the doctor and the girl.

In an instant, both felt an indescribable sense of comfort permeate their limbs and bones.

The exhaustion of the past few days and the inner anxiety seemed to be washed away by this warm and pure life energy. They felt completely refreshed, and even their breathing became exceptionally smooth.

The doctor's eyes widened sharply, his face filled with disbelief!

This... the level of this life energy! So pure, so vast! It actually seems... not inferior to the Dean at all?!

No, it might even be... purer! His gaze toward Long Jinyu instantly filled with awe.

"This... Miss?" The doctor subconsciously used an honorific, his voice trembling with excitement, "What is this..."

Long Jinyu nodded slightly, retracting the life energy, his tone peaceful: "Hello, I am slightly proficient in healing soul skills. I wonder if you would allow me to take a look at the patient? Perhaps I can be of some help."

These words were like heavenly music, instantly reigniting the fire of hope that had almost extinguished in the girl's eyes!

"Really?! Big sister! Can you... can you really save my mother?!" The girl was so excited she could hardly contain herself, almost rushing over to fall into Long Jinyu's arms. Tears welled up again, but these were tears of joy. "Please! Save my mother! As long as you can save her, I, Jiang Nannan, will be your servant and work like a horse to repay you!"

Jiang Nannan! It really was her!

The last of Long Jinyu's speculations settled. Feeling the girl's violent trembling and total reliance, his heart softened. He patted her back gently, his voice becoming even softer as he comforted her: "Don't rush, take me to see her. I will do my best."

"Okay! Okay! Thank you, big sister! Thank you!" Jiang Nannan was sobbing uncontrollably, clutching Long Jinyu's hand tightly and refusing to let go.

The doctor also finally recovered from his shock and hurried forward to lead the way, his attitude extremely respectful: "Miss! Please! Please, this way! With you taking action, that patient will surely be saved!"

Stepping into the hospital lobby, Long Jinyu's gaze swept across it quickly.

The interior decor was no different from a modern hospital: clean and bright lights, registration and payment windows, medical staff in white or light blue uniforms rushing about, and the faint scent of disinfectant permeating the air.

The only difference was that some devices seemed to have faint soul power fluctuations, combining soul guidance technology.

His gaze landed on the sign at the front desk—Yanhuang Lingyun Medical Mansion.

Yanhuang!

Long Jinyu's heart shook violently.

Confirmed!

This naming style, this interior layout—it was definitely not something a native force of the Douluo Continent could achieve! It was one hundred percent the work of a fellow countryman!

He suppressed the urge to investigate immediately and focused his mind on saving the patient.

The doctor led them through the corridor to a room marked with a special symbol on the door.

Through the glass, one could see a woman lying inside with a sallow complexion and weak breath. Several tubes were connected to her body, leading to a soul guidance instrument that blinked rhythmically to display her vital signs, while an auxiliary breathing device covered her nose and mouth.

"This is the place," the doctor whispered, pushing the door open.

The ward was very quiet, save for the faint humming of the instruments. The woman's eyes were tightly shut, her brows furrowed in pain, and her hair was dry and gray; it was clear she had been tormented by illness for far too long.

Seeing her mother in such a state, tears fell from Jiang Nannan's eyes once more.

Long Jinyu's heart gave a slight tug. Back on Blue Star, the thing he could least bear to see was people tormented by illness; that sense of powerlessness seemed to emerge faintly once again.

He adjusted his state of mind, dispelling all distracting thoughts: It is different now. The current me possesses power.

He walked to the bedside, unsure if he could save her. After all, this was his first time facing such a severe case, and his understanding of his own strength was still shallow, so he could not help but feel a little nervous.

But as the Nine-Colored Dragon God, wielding the ultimate essence of life, how could he be inferior to the healing angel of the Medical Immortal Douluo when it came to treatment?

No longer hesitating, Long Jinyu raised his hand. A rich, emerald-green light, thick as substance, surged from his palm like a warm tide, instantly enveloping Mother Jiang on the hospital bed.

The light flowed, and the aura of life surged turbulently.

Almost the moment she was shrouded in the light, the woman's sallow complexion turned rosy at a speed visible to the naked eye. Her weak breathing became steady and strong, and even her hair, which had turned gray due to sickness, miraculously began to regain its brilliant golden luster from the roots!

In just a few breaths, the light dissipated.

The woman on the bed felt her eyelashes tremble and slowly opened her eyes. Although her gaze was still a bit dazed, it was clear and spirited. She subconsciously raised her hand to touch her face, feeling the long-lost, abundant vitality within her body.

"I... this is..."

"Mom!"

Jiang Nannan wept with joy, lunging toward the bedside to hug her mother tightly, unable to control her sobbing.

The doctor on the side watched, dumbfounded, his mouth hanging wide open. It was... cured?! Even the Dean himself probably couldn't achieve such effortless, instantaneous restoration of vitality, could he?!

Long Jinyu himself was also somewhat stunned. He knew the ultimate essence of life was effective, but he hadn't expected it to be this heaven-defying. This was no longer just treatment; it was nearly a nourishment and reversal of the very level of life!

The system's evaluation flashed through his mind—

"Extremely low social value on Blue Star" and...

"Here, you are the supreme Dragon God bloodline with infinite potential..."

A complex emotion surged in his heart. Yes, on Blue Star, he could change nothing, but here, he possessed the power to bring the dead back to life! If only he had possessed this power sooner...

Long Jinyu looked at the mother and daughter embracing and felt a thousand emotions. Since he had the ability, he would do more.

He closed his eyes slightly, his hands lighting up with a soft green glow once more as he slowly pressed them together.

"Domain: Dragon Bathing in Spring Rain!"

The next moment, with him as the center, invisible emerald-green ripples spread out gently, rapidly sweeping across the entire medical facility.

Wherever the ripples passed, the pain of the patients in the wards quietly vanished, broken bones mended, and chronic illnesses faded away; in the corridors, patients who had difficulty moving were surprised to find their strength restored...

The entire hospital first fell into a strange silence, then erupted into a massive uproar and shouts of wild joy!