Chapter 462 - 190: Old and Young Daoists, Golden Body Breaking Realm

Chapter 462: Chapter 190: Old and Young Daoists, Golden Body Breaking Realm

The little Daoist child took a few steps to the bedside, her large eyes blinking as she looked at him.

"How are you feeling?" the little Daoist child asked, tilting her head.

Fang Xing endured the tearing pain from his Dantian, nodded lightly, and squeezed out a smile. "Much better, thank you."

The little Daoist child smiled. "Master said the chances of you waking up were slim. Now that you’re awake, your Creation is quite good."

"Master..."

Through his Perception, Fang Xing "saw" a white-bearded old Daoist and more or less understood.

There weren’t many people in the entire Five Villages Temple—only this old one and this young one.

"How long was I unconscious?"

Fang Xing asked the little Daoist child.

"About a month now," the little Daoist child answered.

’A month... unconscious for a month...’ Fang Xing was shaken.

This was likely the most severe injury he had ever suffered.

He had been injured before, but never had he been left unconscious like this.

The power of the Demon Saint was beyond imagination.

In Great Jing, he had a patron, so he wouldn’t face such problems. But out here, things were completely different.

"By the way, what’s your name?"

Fang Xing asked the little Daoist child before him.

"You can just call me Ming Yue. It’s the Daoist name my master gave me."

"Ming Yue..."

Fang Xing nodded gently.

"You just woke up, so you must be very weak. I’ll go get Master to take a look at you."

After saying this, Ming Yue turned and left.

Fang Xing closed his eyes. The All Heavens Life and Death Talisman vibrated, drawing upon unseen Star Power to begin nourishing his Flesh Body.

There was a piercing fissure in his Dantian. To restore his Power, he first had to heal the injury to his Dantian.

Fortunately, he cultivated the Immortal Technique known as the All Heavens Life and Death Wheel.

Never mind a pierced Dantian; even if his Dantian were to explode and be utterly destroyed, he could recreate it and restore himself.

This was the unique life-giving method of the All Heavens Life and Death Wheel!

With this life-giving method, any injury could be healed.

Icy Star Power flowed into his Dantian. The All Heavens Life and Death Talisman vibrated, mobilizing the Star Power to begin the slow process of recovery.

A tingling sensation spread from his Dantian as the fissure within it began to slowly mend.

Although the progress was slow, he could at least clearly perceive it.

"Hm?"

Soon, Fang Xing’s ears twitched. He heard approaching footsteps and looked toward the doorway.

An old Daoist in a dark Daoist robe appeared in his sight.

Ming Yue was at his side.

The old and the young pair stepped into the room.

’Late Stage of Bright Force Cultivation. It seems he’s practiced some Martial Arts...’

Fang Xing gauged the old Daoist’s aura with a single glance.

’A Late Stage of Bright Force Martial Artist... That level of Cultivation is nothing special in most places—quite common, actually.’

The old Daoist stepped forward and smiled faintly. "Praise the Infinite Celestial Venerable. Layman, you have been blessed by the heavens and have finally awakened."

"I am Fang Xing. Thank you for saving my life, Daoist," Fang Xing said to the old Daoist, his tone sincere.

’Cultivation and the like were unimportant in his eyes. The debt of having his life saved was greater than anything.’

The old Daoist smiled faintly. "Layman Fang, there is no need for thanks. That you were able to wake up is your own Creation. I wonder how you are feeling now?"

"I’ve recovered a little, but I’m afraid I may have to impose on you for a while longer, Daoist," Fang Xing said.

The old Daoist stroked his white beard, smiling warmly at him. "It is no trouble. This Daoist Temple is home to just my disciple and me. Having you here, Layman, adds a bit of life to the place."

Fang Xing smiled faintly and looked at the old Daoist. "May I ask the Daoist’s name?"

"This humble Daoist is Qingfeng!"

The old Daoist stated a name.

"Qingfeng..."

Fang Xing nodded slightly.

Afterward, Daoist Qingfeng took his pulse again and found him to be mostly fine.

His vitality and blood were just somewhat depleted.

"Layman Fang, your loss of vitality and blood is severe. You must focus on a proper recovery."

Daoist Qingfeng looked at him, his expression grave.

Fang Xing smiled. "Thank you for your concern, Daoist, but it is not a major issue. My constitution is different from that of an ordinary person. I can recover simply by resting."

Hearing this, Daoist Qingfeng looked at him in surprise but didn’t say anything more, merely nodding lightly.

"That is excellent. In that case, Layman, please rest well. I will have Ming Yue bring you some food in a little while."

"My thanks, Daoist." Fang Xing forced a smile.

Then, Daoist Qingfeng left with Ming Yue.

Watching the figures of the old and young pair depart.

Fang Xing slowly closed his eyes.

He once again activated the All Heavens Life and Death Wheel Heart Method, mobilizing the All Heavens Life and Death Talisman to absorb Star Power and continue healing the injury to his Dantian.

...

"Truly strange..."

Stepping out of the room, Daoist Qingfeng sighed softly.

Ming Yue blinked, looking up at him.

"Master, what’s strange?"

"Yesterday, this man’s vitality and blood were down to a mere thread, but today he has already recovered a great deal. His constitution is truly different from an ordinary person’s. However, it’s likely not just his constitution; he must also possess some powerful cultivation method that allows for self-recovery."

Daoist Qingfeng said, stroking his white beard.

"Master, it’s not surprising that he’s a Martial Artist. With injuries that severe, only a Martial Artist could have survived."

Ming Yue said with a calm expression.

Daoist Qingfeng nodded and patted her small head. "Mm, you have a point."

"Let’s go. We’ll prepare some medicinal cuisine and bring it to him in a bit."

"Mm."

Ming Yue nodded and followed in Daoist Qingfeng’s footsteps.

***

「A few days passed quickly.」

Late at night, within a guest room in the rear courtyard of the Five Villages Temple, Fang Xing sat cross-legged.

A faint radiance flickered all around him.

Star Power was drawn forth and absorbed into his body.

Within his Dantian, the shocking fissure had vanished without a trace.

After several days of meditative healing, he had fully recovered.

His shriveled Heaven and Earth Primordial Embryo had also regained some of its luster, though it remained weak.