Supreme Wild Immortal

As evening approached, the sun set.

The group sat around a campfire near the tomb, cooking and chatting about their huge loot from the tomb raiding.

The burly man, Xiao Fang, who was two meters tall, said excitedly, "Old Zhou, where do you plan to sell the treasure we unearthed this time?"

"Jianghai City, I guess."

"The area has excellent transportation and a thriving economy, making it perfect for auctioning off some rare and exotic treasures for a high price!"

Sitting next to him, Zhou Qingsong repeatedly said:

"Besides, I promised the little miracle doctor that I would help him collect more treasures in the future, so Jianghai City is the best place to sell them, without a doubt!"

"Great, that place is nice."

The burly young man, Xiao Fang, was secretly delighted, and said with a look of fascination:

"Once I've made a lot of money, I'm going to marry a beautiful wife and build a big villa so I can return to the village in style and retire in peace."

"Yes, all these treasures have been sold, and everyone here will get a large sum of money!"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Qingsong's face showed a faint smile, and he continued:

"Although our line of work brings in money quickly, it is also very dangerous. I hope that after you get the money, you will not spend it recklessly. You must keep a stable mindset in order to live a better life."

"Okay, I understand!"

The burly man, Xiao Fang, knew that Zhou Qingsong was referring to him, and responded repeatedly.

"I didn't expect Old Zhou to be such a responsible person. Not only did he lead people to dig for treasure everywhere, but he also occasionally imparted some principles of life and conduct..."

Upon hearing this, Chen Feng, who was sitting at the head of the table, secretly found it amusing.

Although he looked down on these petty tomb raiders, he didn't say anything harsh.

The main reason is that he himself needs these resources hidden underground. If he curses them all, wouldn't he be cursing himself as well?

With this in mind.

Chen Feng's face regained its composure, and he asked repeatedly:

"Old Zhou, how much longer do we need to dig here? It looks like the surrounding burial grounds have all been hollowed out!"

"Little miracle doctor, what you're seeing is just the surface. Our excavation work has only just begun!"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Qingsong quickly explained in great detail:

"Because some treasures are hidden in very tricky locations, it takes a long time to find them, so this aspect takes a lot of time."

"In addition, there are some porcelain and jade items that also need to be excavated carefully to avoid damage."

"Therefore, I really don't know when this excavation work will end."

In the end, Zhou Qingsong quickly added a sentence to try and salvage the situation.

"If you feel that staying here is a waste of time, little doctor, you can go home by tomorrow at the latest and don't have to wait here anymore."

"As soon as we find the last piece of broken jade, we will send it to you immediately."

"Well, if that's the case, then I'm relieved."

Chen Feng nodded with satisfaction and said nothing more.

In order to prolong his life and live a few more years, Zhou Qingsong must be more serious and meticulous than anyone else at this time.

It was late at night, and the sky was dark.

Chen Feng sat cross-legged on a large blue stone, taking advantage of the limited time to regulate his breathing and guide spiritual energy into his body.

As his cultivation level increased, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth that he could absorb became more abundant and more widespread.

In just a short while, he felt a warmth spreading through his body, clearly indicating that after cultivating to the peak of the third level of Qi Refining, he could break through at any moment.

Just then.

Zhou Qingsong, huddled in the pit, repeatedly said:

"Little miracle doctor, I... I found the last fragment of jade! But it accidentally cut my finger, and now I feel so cold!"

"What? You actually found it?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Feng's spirits immediately lifted.

He quickly stood up from the cold, large blue stone, hurried to the edge of the pit, and said repeatedly:

"Where is Canyu? Are you alright?"

"I...I..."

Before Zhou Qingsong could finish speaking, his thin body suddenly collapsed to the ground, his eyes rolled back, and he lost consciousness.

"Old Zhou! Old Zhou, wake up!"

"Grandpa, please don't scare me!"

The tomb raiders, who were half-lying in the pit, rushed over in a flurry and hurriedly lifted the unconscious Zhou Qingsong out of the pit.

"Oh no, he's been poisoned again!"

By the moonlight, Chen Feng took a closer look and said urgently, "Quickly, lift him onto the large blue stone over there, I'll give him acupuncture!"

"good!"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Qingsong's grandson quickly carried him to the large blue stone.

Chen Feng quickly took out a set of silver needles from his pocket and began to insert several needles into Zhou Qingsong's body to forcibly stabilize his life force.

"Uh... what's wrong with me?"

Zhou Qingsong slowly woke up, feeling a chill all over his body.

Although it was summer, he felt as if he were inside a giant refrigerator, as if the blood in his body was about to freeze.

"Don't speak or move around. I'm giving you acupuncture. You'll get better soon."

Chen Feng's face was serious as he spoke repeatedly.

The voice just fell.

He then pulled open Zhou Qingsong's upper body clothes with one hand, and while inserting acupuncture needles into him, he continuously channeled extremely pure spiritual energy from heaven and earth through the slender silver needles.

Time passed second by second.

Zhou Qingsong, lying on the large blue stone, woke up and fell asleep repeatedly.

The young man squatting beside him said repeatedly, "Little miracle doctor, is my grandfather alright? Why do I feel his body temperature getting lower and lower?"

"He's alright."

"With me here, he'll be cured quickly."

Chen Feng spoke calmly, saying in a low voice:

"Don't be fooled by his low body temperature. It's because I'm treating the cold poison in his body. Once this yin energy is drawn out, he'll be completely fine."

"Oh, I see!"

Upon hearing this, the young man suddenly understood, and then stared intently at Zhou Qingsong, fearing that something might happen to him.

It was midnight, and all was quiet.

Chen Feng then precisely inserted the last silver needle into Zhou Qingsong's philtrum.

Suddenly, his mouth opened, and he exhaled a rather thick cloud of yin energy.

Immediately afterwards, his face turned rosy, and even his body temperature rose rapidly, clearly indicating that he had been pulled back from the brink of death by Chen Feng.

"He's alive!"

"My grandfather is alive!"

The young man's face lit up with surprise upon seeing this.

The tomb raiders standing nearby breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this.