King of Gods
chapter-1239

Universal Salvation Hall was a four-and-a-half-star faction on the outer edge of the Ziling Zone.

The fact that it was the doctors who wielded power in Universal Salvation Hall meant that this faction had a unique and respected status.

The surrounding factions all had people who had sought treatment from Universal Salvation Hall. Some of the more famous doctors of Universal Salvation Hall had even treated people in the upper echelons of peak four-star factions.

Thus, even though the large and small factions in the area would all fight with each other over resources, they would generally leave Universal Salvation Hall undisturbed.

Eventually, Zhao Feng and the Scarlet Stripe Race team arrived at this Medicine Dao faction.

Universal Salvation Hall was located at the base of a cliff. This was a beautiful region of green hills and clear water, awash with all kinds of wondrous and bizarre fragrances.

"We've finally arrived!" A hint of joy appeared on Uncle He's face.

During the journey, Zhao Feng had learned that the patriarch of the Scarlet Stripe Race was suffering from some kind of strange poison that required some special method to suppress. As a result, he could not leave.

The Scarlet Stripe Race was on the perimeter of the zone bordering the Ziling Zone, so it wasn't very far from Universal Salvation Hall. Thus, the Scarlet Stripe Race had dispatched this team to seek a doctor from Universal Salvation Hall.

Outside Universal Salvation Hall, the guards were inspecting and questioning the visitors. These were all people who had come from nearby areas to consult a doctor or seek medicine.

Zhao Feng's group went to the back of the very long line.

"I didn't think that a group of doctors could also create a faction." Zhao Feng chuckled to himself as he gazed at the resplendent Universal Salvation Hall.

In Zhao Feng's view, the fundamental reason was probably that the Ancient Desolate Realm of Gods was too restless and the wars between factions beneath peak four-star factions far too commonplace. In comparison to the Continent Zone, a formidable doctor was far more useful in the Ancient Desolate Realm of Gods.

It was soon the turn of Zhao Feng's group.

"What have all of you come here for?"

They were stopped by three guards. These three guards were only Demigods, but they showed no fear as they questioned True Gods like Uncle He.

"We are from the Scarlet Stripe Race and have come to seek a doctor from Universal Salvation Hall. Elder Chen of Universal Salvation Hall's outer sect knows us," Uncle He immediately said.

One of the guards took a message token and communicated with his supervisor in the hall. After confirming that everything was in order, the guards let the group through.

Zhao Feng's group entered Universal Salvation Hall and met the Elder Chen that Uncle He had spoken of.

Uncle He immediately explained the patriarch's situation to Elder Chen.

"Your patriarch has been inflicted with Mourning Soul Flame Poison. This poison can only be cured by the influential doctors of the inner sect…." Elder Chen grimaced.

The people from the Scarlet Stripe Race weren't looking much better. Based on what Elder Chen said, they needed to invite a supreme doctor of Rank Five or better from Universal Salvation Hall, and this doctor would need to travel to their race to personally treat their patriarch.

The price for employing such doctor was enormous, and the resources that they would need for treatment were part of their fee. Moreover, they would also need to pay the doctor for the time needed to travel to and from their race.

But there was nothing to be done. This was for their patriarch, after all.

Elder Chen prepared to bring the group into the inner sect. Meanwhile, Zhao Feng had asked Elder Chen if he knew Han Ning'er's senior, but Elder Chen indicated that he had never heard of him.

With Elder Chen's referral, Zhao Feng's group entered the inner sect of Universal Salvation Hall.

The inner sect of Universal Salvation Hall was a beautiful and secluded place, and a wondrous fragrance drifted through the air. Breathing it in was extremely comfortable, and it seemed to have some unique healing effect.

The Scarlet Stripe Race cautiously stood within an ancient pavilion. A white-robed doctor sat in front of them.

Only after taking a sip of tea did he cast his proud and indifferent gaze at the group.

"Curing a poison requires 600 average-quality God Crystals, with all the materials provided by your side. In addition, the round trip will take me at least two years, so I require an additional 400 average-quality God Crystals," the white-robed doctor apathetically said.

Zhao Feng was stunned by what he was hearing. Without even considering the cost of the medicine itself, the Scarlet Stripe Race already needed to pay one thousand average-quality God Crystals, equal to one hundred thousand low-quality God Crystals.

For one month in a Cultivation Pagoda, Zhao Feng only needed to pay one hundred low-quality God Crystals, but curing one poison required one hundred thousand. This was no small sum for a four-and-a-half-star faction.

Now that I'm in the Ziling Zone, I should have Zhao Hui join a Medicine Dao faction, Zhao Feng thought to himself.

It was only in a faction like this that Zhao Hui's Medicine Dao could rapidly mature and be of use to Zhao Feng.

Meanwhile, the three Quasi-Gods of the Scarlet Stripe Race were so stunned by this number that their eyes had lost focus. Uncle He and the two Rank Three True Gods had gloomy looks in their eyes as they silently listened.

Before coming, Elder Chen had estimated that they would need to pay sixty thousand low-quality God Crystals, and this was the price that they had kept in mind. However, this white-robed doctor was charging a much higher price.

"You must know that your patriarch is an Ancient God, so this price is already quite cheap." The doctor saw the expressions on their faces and gave a disdainful chuckle. He had seen this kind of situation far too many times.

"Think about it and then give me your answer." The white-robed doctor threw out these words and left.

"Good Sir, please wait!" Zhao Feng suddenly spoke up.

The doctor who had just been walking past Zhao Feng stopped and turned his arrogant eyes to him. But then, the doctor turned his eyes to Han Ning'er, and a sharp glimmer went through them.

Han Ning'er was not only a city-toppling beauty, her body also exuded a pure vitality that indicated that she was a prime candidate for cultivating the Medicine Dao. The white-robed doctor had never seen someone so suited to cultivate the Medicine Dao as Han Ning'er.

"I would like to inquire with Senior about a person," Zhao Feng said.

"This is not the place to seek out information." The doctor gave Zhao Feng an impatient glance and then turned back to Han Ning'er.

Zhao Feng frowned. This doctor was a little too unkind; he wouldn't even allow Zhao Feng to ask about a person?

"Young lady, would you be willing to remain in Universal Salvation Hall? This old man is currently lacking a disciple. If you are willing, I can make you a core disciple of Universal Salvation Hall!" The white-robed doctor smiled at Han Ning'er.

He was sure that Han Ning'er had already noticed that he was a revered doctor and was confident that he would not be rejected.

But to his surprise, Han Ning'er gave Zhao Feng a questioning gaze.

"No, we still have other matters," Zhao Feng coldly refused.

Han Ning'er had the Eye of Life; how could she stay in a mere four-and-a-half-star faction? In addition, Zhao Feng could not use a four-and-a-half-star faction – even a Medicine Dao faction – to get in touch with the Spiritual Race.

Zhao Feng had learned from the Scarlet Stripe Race team that the Spiritual Race was a five-star faction in the Ziling Zone. Zhao Yufei's Spiritual Race bloodline had caused the experts of the Spiritual Race to personally descend to the lower world and take her away, so one could easily imagine the importance the Spiritual Race placed on Zhao Yufei. She would not be someone Zhao Feng could meet just because he wanted to.

The white-robed doctor immediately turned nasty at Zhao Feng's refusal.

"Young lady, you can think about it some more. Universal Salvation Hall is the strongest four-and-a-half-star faction in this area. Even some peak four-star factions have to give Universal Salvation Hall a little face…." The white-robed doctor ignored Zhao Feng and continued to persuade Han Ning'er.

"Let's go," Zhao Feng calmly said, after which he bid farewell to the Scarlet Stripe Race group.

Zhao Feng had only come to this four-and-a-half-star faction in the hopes of finding Han Ning'er's senior through the doctors of this place. However, there were many other methods of finding one person.

"Wait! She must stay!" The white-robed doctor snapped, the pressure of a Rank Five True God instantly filling the room.

The Scarlet Stripe Race members were frozen in shock. They had brought Zhao Feng and Han Ning'er over, never imagining that Zhao Feng would get into such a quarrel with this doctor after exchanging only a few words. However, this man was both a doctor and a Rank Five True God, and this place was Universal Salvation Hall, so they did not dare to try to stop him.

Zhao Feng's brow creased while his eyes exploded with cold light.

At his current level of strength, he didn't fear a Rank Five True God at all, and this was clearly not a Rank Five True God who was skilled in battle. However, Universal Salvation Hall was a four-and-a-half-star faction, which meant that there was certainly an Ancient God presiding over it. Moreover, Universal Salvation Hall also had an extremely lofty reputation.

If Zhao Feng provoked the wrath of Universal Salvation Hall, he would also provoke the wrath of all the surrounding factions. He had only just entered the Ziling Zone, so he truly did not wish to cause such a mess for himself.

"Haha, can you even keep her?" Zhao Feng's face relaxed as he coldly laughed.

"You think Universal Salvation Hall can't keep her?" The doctor's face twitched upon seeing Zhao Feng's expression. A mere Quasi-God dared to speak to him like this?

The doctor was now thinking about arresting these two and having Zhao Feng executed while he slowly persuaded Han Ning'er. However, the Scarlet Stripe Race group was still here, so if he did this, he would also have to take care of them as well.

Zhao Feng looked at Han Ning'er and nodded.

Han Ning'er's green eyes instantly focused on the white-robed doctor. Her eyes were suddenly covered in a jade luster while boundless Life Intent energy began to seep into the surroundings.

This pure Life Intent relaxed everyone's minds. They felt their blood flowing more quickly through their veins, and their organs became extremely relaxed and comfortable. It felt like decades had been added to their lives.

A few decades of life were nothing to True Gods, but these were only ripples of Intent energy, so this effect was somewhat absurd.

The six members of the Scarlet Stripe Race stared at Han Ning'er in shock. They never knew her to possess this capability.

However, the white-robed doctor was even more stunned, his eyes wide open as he stared at Han Ning'er, his breath growing short.

Several powerful Divine Senses exploded out from Universal Salvation Hall and began to scan this pavilion.

When the owners of these Divine Senses noticed Han Ning'er's eyes, they immediately stood up and charged out. In a flash, two Rank Five True Gods and one Rank Six True God had appeared within the pavilion.

The Scarlet Stripe Race members all trembled in fear. They were completely clueless as to why so many True God experts had appeared in this place.

"Good Sir, is this an inheritor of the Life God Eye?" At this moment, the Rank Six True God, who had a head of dark green hair, two horns, and a goatee, softly whispered.

"The Eye of Life!?" The members of the Scarlet Stripe Race all stared at Han Ning'er and her sparkling green eyes and gasped.