The Healer Demands Payment!

Chapter 3

Meng Qi gently pressed Chu Tianfeng's shoulder. Then she pinched some medicinal herbs she just took out, extracting their juices. The pale blue medicinal extract was lightly picked by her finger and fell on Chu Tianfeng's wound. In an instant, the bitter pain seemed to fade away.

Chu Tianfeng's mind gradually became clearer. He opened his eyes and looked at the girl standing very close to him. Her face was small, with fair cheeks without any powder applied. She was examining the wound on his shoulder intently, with full concentration, as if this was the only thing she ever cared.

His lips moved slightly. Chu Tianfeng wanted to say something, but a slight chill gradually spread on his shoulder. The pain of ten thousand needles tormenting him every hour now seemed to be not so unbearable. He closed his eyes again, not uttering a single word.
Meng Qi then activated a medical spell with her right hand.

Bit by bit, she probed around Chu Tianfeng's wound. Now she was only a Qi Condensation cultivator, and her medical cultivation barely broke through the second rank, and she was unable to use stronger spells. But she was very proficient with first-grade medical spells. In the past six months after her rebirth, she had trained herself to become highly skilled and incomparable in those spells, far superior to any disciples of Qingfeng Valley.

Cultivation spells were also divided by grades. In addition to its own grade, each spell also has nine realms of strength, promoted via continuous usage. After the ninth realm, it was said that there was still even a stronger realm. But few people ever reach there.

Before Meng Qi died in her last life, she was already a fifth-rank medical cultivator. Even placed in this Three Thousand Worlds, her medical expertise was considered a pretty high-level healer that would be honored everywhere. Even if she went to a famous sect like Tianfeng Palace, she would be respected.

Meng Qi was indeed quite talented in medicine. Still, her strongest ability was the absolute proficiency in these low-grade spells that the majority of people wouldn't even bother to put in their eyes, like the Qingfeng spell she was using now on Chu Tianfeng. This was a first-grade medical spell that almost every trained healer would be able to do. Even a cultivator still in the Qi Condensation stage would absolutely be able to learn this spell. But looking all around the world, there was probably no other Qi Condensation cultivator whose proficiency was on the same level as Meng Qi.

There were no shortcuts on learning spells. It solely depended on repeated use every day, a very tedious process. In the town at the foot of Qingfeng Valley, there were many non-cultivators. During this half-year, almost all injured or sick people there were treated by Meng Qi. She also went to cure injured small animals on Qingfeng Mountain. And when she had no patients to cure, Meng Qi would deliberately take some poison herself, just to practice this spell repeatedly.

So, although now she was only in the Qi Condensation stage and her medical cultivation was still in the second rank, her proficiency in Qingfeng spell was already in the fourth realm, enough to help dispel the poison in Chu Tianfeng body. However, it still needed some strenuous effort on her side.

Before an incense stick of time, Meng Qi promptly sat down, exhausted.

Still too difficult, ah.

Closing her eyes, Meng Qi took another pill from the storage space and stuffed it into her mouth. Then she activated another spell with both hands and sat cross-legged. The pill's slightly cool aura slowly spread from her tongue and swam all over her body. Her spiritual aura that was originally exhausted slowly being recovered.

Chu Tianfeng opened his eyes again and looked at Meng Qi with a complicated expression. Although his cultivation was suppressed, he had long formed his golden core. He also came from a famous sect like Fentian Palace, so his knowledge was naturally not small.