Chapter 276: What the Nine Heart Begonia Cannot Cure, My Cat Can Cure

’It counts as a good deed. I just don’t know if the system will compensate me.’ Watching Gray Wolf disappear, Shen An thought to himself. "Not good!" Shen An suddenly exclaimed. At his side, Tom looked over with some confusion. "Meow~?" What’s wrong with my servant? "I remember Gray Wolf can build an aircraft carrier by hand. What a pity. It would have been great if he could have built one for us before he went back." Shen An said with some regret. Tom and Jerry felt it was uninteresting upon hearing this. What’s so good about an aircraft carrier? Not as good as small dried fish and cheese. Ignoring these two little ones whose lifelong goal was to lie flat, Shen An looked at the virtual system panel with pleasant surprise. The compensation had arrived. ——— Star Luo Empire, Nan’ning City. It was already dusk, and the setting sun sprinkled over every street. Among them, one street was very peculiar. More than ten people were standing on the road, most of them injured. And these people were all looking at the person in a white lab coat sitting in front of a spirit wood table, mixing various herbs to prepare medicine... er, it was a cat. "Thank you, Doctor Cat God! Doctor Cat God’s medical skills are simply the most magical I have ever seen! Even those healing-type soul masters are far from being able to compare." The originally poisoned soul master, after drinking the potion given by Tom, immediately felt his consciousness become much clearer and continuously spoke words of gratitude to Tom. "Haha, it’s nothing. Just a matter of convenience," Shen An said with a smile to this soul master who was thanking him. "I have some gold soul coins here. Please take them all." "No need, no need. We have already been practicing medicine for free in many cities. This is where our fun lies." Tom instantly became a little anxious. It’s like this again, doing volunteer work for free. Wuwu, I want my little money. Shen An casually held down Tom’s head and continued to diagnose and treat the next injured soul master and commoner with Tom. Finally, after sending off the last person who came to see the doctor, the sky also darkened. Shen An gently stretched. Time to get off work. Ever since seeing off Gray Wolf last time, he had been traveling between the various cities of Star Luo with Tom and Jerry. They would stay in each city for at least a month or two. Until now, more than a year had passed. The few of them had once been street performers. A performance of "The Moon Reflected in the Second Spring" on the erhu had made countless silver soul coins be thrown at them amidst the sobbing cries of the audience. They had also been resellers who bought low and sold high. With Tom’s cat brain and Jerry’s mouse brain, they had successfully lost all their prepared capital. Of course, he had also contributed significantly. They had also walked through the streets and alleys holding candied haws, and in the end, before they were sold out, they were all eaten by Tom and Jerry. There were countless such instances. One after another, seemingly ordinary experiences had allowed Shen An to deeply experience the lingering charm of the mortal world. And the thing they did the most was to practice medicine, helping some unfortunate people, not just soul masters, but commoners as well, treating all with equality. The name of Tom, the cat god-doctor with the miraculous hands that brought the dying back to life, had also begun to ring out in a small area within the borders of Star Luo. This also allowed Shen An’s fame value to have a small increase. Originally, he had just wanted to simply do good deeds and accumulate virtue. He hadn’t expected to receive benefits unexpectedly. Truly, an unintentional planting of a willow had grown into a shade tree. After a year’s time, Shen An’s sharp and conspicuous aura had also settled down. With one look, one would only think he was an ordinary handsome boy. As for Spirit Hall, they had quietly rescinded the wanted notice long ago after learning that Shen An had cut down two Soul Douluo with his sword. After all, leaving it up was quite embarrassing. The other party was swaggering right there, not like Tang Hao who was hiding everywhere like a rat in a gutter. Bibi Dong had no plans to fall out with Qian Daoliu at this time. The promise made by Qian Daoliu under the watchful eyes of all—if she did not abide by it, then even if Qian Daoliu was a famous moral paragon of the Douluo Continent, he probably would not be lenient with her. Just as Shen An was packing up his stall and preparing to leave, several figures were rapidly chasing after him. "Uncle Zhao, hold on a little longer! The famous Doctor Cat God is here! He can definitely cure your injuries!" Ye Lingling’s voice, behind a veil, carried a slight cry. The man called Uncle Zhao was at this time being supported by two other men whose clothes were tattered and stained with blood. The faces of the few of them were extremely ugly, without a trace of blood. Between their waists and abdomens was a wound the size of a bowl, emitting a black-green qi. The blood vessels on their necks were even more so showing a black-green color and were continuously spreading upwards. Zhao Zhong smiled bitterly. An injury that even the continent’s strongest auxiliary, the Nine Heart Begonia, couldn’t do anything about—there was simply no one in this world who could cure it. What Doctor Cat God? He had only spread his fame by treating some ordinary soul masters and commoners. What’s more, they had heard during their travels in the Star Luo Empire that the Doctor Cat God mostly used medicinal herbs rather than his martial soul. It was clear he was just a barefoot doctor. In the world of soul masters, the martial soul was the strongest. The other miscellaneous things were at most auxiliary effects. Just as Zhao Zhong was about to speak and refuse, he suddenly coughed non-stop. The soul power left in his wound was continuously eroding his soul power and life force. This movement made Ye Lingling even more anxious. The beautiful Nine Heart Begonia appeared in her hand, and a continuous stream of white, petal-shaped light covered the wound on Zhao Zhong, but it was of no use. "It’s useless, Lingling. If I’m gone, you must return to the Heaven Dou Empire as soon as possible. There are many soul masters there who have received your parents’ kindness. They can better protect your growth." Zhao Zhong said intermittently, as if giving his last words. He had already reached his limit at this time. The abundant soul power in his body could no longer suppress the injury and instead helped its might. The pain brought by the poison was too intense. He was very clearly sensing the loss of his life force and really didn’t want to hold on any longer. This was a city. That evil soul master would definitely not dare to invade. He could also go with peace of mind. The veil covering Ye Lingling’s face was quietly soaked with tears. She never would have thought that her group would actually be attacked by a Soul Douluo-level evil soul master when they came out. That Soul Douluo’s combat style was simply impossible to guard against. Not only did that soul power have a devouring effect, but it also contained poison. "Uncle Zhao, that Doctor Cat God can definitely do it! You will definitely be fine!" "I seem to have heard the name of my cat. It seems you need a little help." A clear voice came. Ye Lingling even felt that it was somewhat familiar. Ye Lingling suddenly raised her head and found a familiar face. Beside him was a cat wearing a white lab coat. ??? The Doctor Cat God really is a cat. Even Zhao Zhong, who had just had the will to die, was stunned for a moment. He had always thought that the so-called Doctor Cat God was an alias. He never thought it was really a cat. Ye Lingling suddenly thought of the scene of Tom detoxifying Dugu Yan that day. Hope immediately arose in her dim eyes. She instantly came before Shen An and tightly gripped his hand. "Shen An, I beg you, you must help me." "Um, you can let go first. Tom has already gone to check the wound." Only then did Ye Lingling relax, feeling that she had been a bit impulsive just now. Tom sighed and walked over, his originally energetic face exuding an air of being overworked. Isn’t working overtime equivalent to taking a cat’s life? Forget it, forget it. Saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda. Who made it a good cat? Zhao Zhong and the other two young men looked at Tom with some suspicion. A cat treating a person’s illness—this sounded too incredible. "Uncle Zhao, he really can do it. Believe me," Ye Lingling, seeing their concerns, hurriedly said. "Since Lingling says he can, then he definitely can. If this old bone of mine is really gone, then it’s also a calamity in my fate." Zhao Zhong said with some indifference. Anyway, his life was not long for this world. Might as well just let Lingling do as she pleased. Tom glanced over lightly. With it around, even the god of death can’t come. Master Tom skillfully took out his medical kit and then took out a series of equipment. This wasn’t a case of a bad student having a lot of stationery. This was called being professional. Shen An turned his head to look at Ye Lingling. Meeting an old acquaintance in a foreign land was truly a good experience. He was a little concerned about the current situation of Zhu Zhuqing, Ning Rongrong, and Xue Qinghe, but he felt it wasn’t quite right to ask directly. He decided to start a topic first. "How did this elder of yours get so heavily injured?" Shen An asked curiously. Ye Lingling looked at Tom, who seemed to be very professionally treating Zhao Zhong, yet her heart inexplicably calmed down. Ye Lingling’s eyes were very beautiful. It was just that in Shen An’s memory, those pupils always carried a bit of alienation, without much emotion. But now, they revealed an obvious self-blame and anger. "Uncle Zhao and I and the others had originally revealed our Nine Heart Begonia martial soul on the outskirts of a soul beast forest. We met a group of soul masters who said their companion was injured and wanted to ask me to go over and help. Uncle Zhao didn’t want me to meddle, but I still went." Speaking of this, there was obvious anger in Ye Lingling’s eyes. "Unexpectedly, when this group of soul masters brought us to a remote place, a Soul Douluo and several Soul Emperors suddenly came out to sneak attack us." "Uncle Zhao was heavily injured to cover for me, and another Soul Sage elder didn’t make it out." Shen An silently nodded and said no more. "Hey, it’s really magical," Zhao Zhong looked at Tom with a burning gaze. This is freaking ridiculous. Ridiculous to the extreme. The potent poison on his body, after he had taken the medicinal herb this cat had given him, actually melted away like ice and snow. It was just that there was still a ball of ghostly soul power attached to his meridians, absorbing his soul power. That was the soul power left in his body by that evil soul master. Accompanied by the potent poison, it had invaded his heart and lungs. Now, to disperse it was a thousand times more difficult. This evil soul power was continuously eroding his soul power to strengthen itself, like a time bomb. "Many thanks to this Doctor Cat God and this little brother. This one is Zhao Zhong. In the future, as long as this life of mine is still here, if you have any orders, I will not dare to disobey." Tom tugged on Shen An’s pant leg, meowing and meowing. Shen An and Tom had long since reached a point of telepathic connection. He continuously nodded and translated, "You’re saying you’re just a little kitty. Detoxifying is fine, but you have no soul power. That person’s body has been invaded by an evil soul power, so I still have to make a move." "Senior Zhao Zhong, how about this? Why don’t I help you resolve this subsequent hidden danger? Tom has already told me the solution. I just need to use my soul power to shatter the power in your body. I still have this bit of confidence." "Er, how about we forget it? Uncle Zhao seems to be fine now," a man behind Ye Lingling came out and said. To infiltrate another’s meridians with one’s own soul power—how dangerous was this? As long as the other party had the slightest ill intention, the person who was infiltrated would die without a burial place. Shen An was stunned, then smiled. "Of course, we can. We’ll do as you wish." He had originally planned to be a good person to the end and help them completely resolve the hidden danger. But since the other party didn’t seem very willing, Shen An would not insist. Meeting an old acquaintance in a foreign land, doing a good deed along the way. There’s no need to lick their face and beg for them to accept the favor. "Song Ming, shut up! Little brother, just go ahead. This life of mine was saved by Doctor Cat God. What is there to be afraid of now?" Zhao Zhong, who was clear about his own condition, said without any care. If the other party really had ill intentions, there would have been no need to save him. The man called Song Ming was somewhat embarrassed but did not say anything more. Shen An chuckled lightly. In almost a single flash, he arrived beside Zhao Zhong, his hand resting on his wrist. ’Such fast speed, such sharp soul power.’ Zhao Zhong’s pupils shrank. He hadn’t even seen Shen An’s speed clearly just now. Even without opening his martial soul, he was still a level eighty-two Soul Douluo. This person, who was clearly of the same generation as Lingling, he actually couldn’t see through him. ’Shen An, Shen An, why does this name sound so familiar?’ Zhao Zhong thought carefully, but it was as if there was always a layer of a membrane in the way. What surprised him was that after Shen An’s incomparably sharp soul power poured into his body, it was actually like a gentle breeze and fine rain, quickly reaching his heart and lungs. The evil soul power attached to his heart and lungs was instantly cut clean, without even letting him feel a single bit of pain. Soon, Shen An released his hand. A beauty like Ye Lingling, he still wouldn’t have too much physical contact with, let alone an old man like Zhao Zhong. Everyone was stunned. This hand had been on him for less than half a minute, right? How was this master’s efficiency even higher than that cat’s? Shen An just chuckled lightly. In this past year, although in terms of soul power, he had only improved by one level, his use and control of soul power were much more skilled than before. For the precise operation of soul power, plus his body of incomparably sharp sword qi, as well as his familiarity with the dark attribute from the Dark-Devil God Pearl... Basically, in one exchange, he had cut the soul power in his body into fine powder. "It’s done?" Zhao Zhong said with a constipated look on his face. "Senior Zhao can check the condition inside your body yourself. I think there shouldn’t be too big of a problem." Zhao Zhong checked his body’s condition with a somewhat dazed look. It was really true. The evil soul power that had been like a gangrene attached to his bone was now gone with the wind. He once again bowed solemnly. The two young men behind him did the same. Ye Lingling also did the same. "Shen An, I, Ye Lingling, owe you a favor." "There’s no need for a favor. Just consider it me doing it along the way." Shen An was completely unconcerned. These people had nothing on them worth his scheming. On the contrary, Ye Lingling said with some defiance, "Don’t look down on me. The Nine Heart Begonia is the most powerful healing-type soul master on the entire continent." Shen An’s eyes silently looked at Zhao Zhong. Ye Lingling instantly understood Shen An’s meaning and couldn’t help but say with some annoyance, "The greatest effect of the Nine Heart Begonia is to heal injuries. No matter how heavy the injury, it can be restored. It just can’t detoxify, that’s all." Shen An smiled. "Alright, I’ll remember that." "To meet in a foreign land is fate. Why don’t we travel together? I’ve rented a hotel nearby." Ye Lingling also agreed. It just so happened that they also needed to find a place to stay. Zhao Zhong’s injuries still needed to be recuperated. "By the way, how are Zhuqing, Rongrong, and Xue Qinghe?" Shen An asked the question he had always wanted to ask. Ye Lingling said softly, "After the tournament ended, Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing went to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. I came from Heaven Dou to Star Luo half a year ago." She suddenly paused, then walked side by side with Shen An, whispering in his ear, her voice very soft. "Xue Qinghe, I heard he disappeared after the tournament ended and has not been seen to this day. This matter has also been hidden by the imperial family and has not been revealed to the outside."