Lu Changfeng spent six hours treating Lu Huanzhang's injuries.
Like spring rain nourishing all things, Shennong Qi worked with specially prepared pills, seeping strand by strand into Lu Huanzhang's depleted meridians. Before this gentle yet boundless power, the few drops of Guixu Heavy Water that had weighed upon the Lu Family for decades dissolved little by little, melting silently like hard ice beneath the spring sun.
Throughout those six hours, Lu Chengen never left his post outside the door.
He watched his father's complexion improve with every passing moment-in the first two hours, color returned to his ashen face; in the next two, his clouded eyes grew clear again; in the final two, true qi actually began flowing through that skeletal body once more.
His Sixth Realm cultivation was slowly recovering.
Lu Chengen was both astonished and delighted, and his admiration for Lu Changfeng knew no bounds.
Such an almost supernatural healing technique, such an astonishing speed of recovery.
This young Divine Healer was truly extraordinary!
He recalled the rumors circulating in the city, all those stories about Lu Changfeng.
At the time, he had thought that in this age of declining cultivation in the Central Plains, exaggeration was inevitable. Only now, witnessing it himself, did he realize the rumors had not exaggerated anything-they had understated it.
Offend anyone else, but never offend a Divine Healer, especially one who could save lives.
What this man had done for the Lu Family was nothing short of granting them a second life!
Suddenly, Lu Chengen felt profoundly grateful that he had made the right choice.
Had he obeyed the Liu Family back then, reported Lu Changfeng's identity, or even helped capture him-the Lu Family would have been plunged into eternal ruin before the Liu Family even made a move!
At that thought,