Little Sorcerer, Divine Doctor-Chapter 1076 - 228: The Purest Magic Soul

Gu Feng and Qi arrived at the station, finding that overnight, numerous white temporary tents had been erected outside the station.

Inside, many injured people lay, moaning in pain. These people’s injuries varied from light to heavy, but most were innocent civilians, including the elderly, women, and children, who could not wield magic or fighting spirit.

Ordinary people, affected by hostility, might suffer persistent high fever at best, or fall into a coma at worst. If hostility penetrates the organs, it’s akin to being poisoned; the body cannot endure, and death follows within days.

All of this reminded Gu Feng of his morning dream.

"These are villagers from some villages near the Blood Realm. The seal has collapsed, and although Chang Siming has already dispatched a large number of mages and those beast soldier corpses from the Magic Temple to clear the escaping hostility, the hostility is pervasive and has already spread beyond the Blood Realm, into Wuji Continent." Qi also received the latest news early in the morning.

To the people of Wuji Continent, the Dutian Blood Seal not only prevents invasion from the Bahuang Continent but also confines the hostility left by the Eight Desolate Beast Clan in the Dutian Blood Realm.

Once the Blood Seal collapses, that hostility loses its confinement.

The elderly, women, and children who cannot wield magic or fighting spirit are the most immediately affected.

Lingling and Yun Sheng were busy amidst the crowd,

Upon seeing Gu Feng arrive, Lingling continued to console a young girl as if she hadn’t seen him.

Gu Feng spoke no further, silently using magic to start healing.

Although there was only one doctor and one Light Mage, thanks to the years of synergy developed between Yun Sheng and Gu Feng, the healing proceeded smoothly.

Yun Sheng was responsible for reducing the patients’ fever, while Gu Feng purified the hostility.

By the end of the day, most villagers were nearly recovered; only a few who had inhaled excessive hostility needed to rest at the station.

Donghuang Lingling didn’t understand medical skills and could only assist Yun Sheng by bringing water and cloth, but her attention kept drifting to Gu Feng.

Gu Feng was quite pleasing to watch while performing magic healing.

Unfortunately... Donghuang Lingling’s heart ached slightly as she withdrew her gaze.

"Who is that person, daringly performing magic healing on someone afflicted by hostility?" Chang Siming and Xia Wenxu approached, precisely when Gu Feng was treating a man over fifty.

Chang Siming wanted to intervene but was stopped by Xia Wenxu.

Chang Siming had been busy searching for clues to the new Magic Array and only heard in the evening about the people around the Blood Realm being contaminated by hostility.

Following contamination by hostility, Bright Healing is undoubtedly the best, which is why Chang Siming and Xia Wenxu came together.

Before Gu Feng began the treatment, he inquired about the man’s experience with hostility.

The man had encountered a wisp of hostility while heading out for farm work at dawn.

The hostility entered his body and remained in his head. His head felt like it was being pierced by needles, occasionally causing sharp pain.

After listening to the man’s family explain the situation, on the Unihorn Scepter, a streak of Light Magic Power like a shooting star shone.

Light Magic Power enveloped the man’s head, and after two breaths, a small clump of black hostility, akin to black mud, appeared at the center of his forehead.

Under the gentle effect of Light Magic Power, the clump of black hostility vanished like morning fog before sunlight, leaving no trace behind.

"Master, it seems our worries are unwarranted." Even Xia Wenxu couldn’t find any flaw in Gu Feng’s healing method.

If it were he himself, he could only achieve such a result.

"Unexpectedly, apart from the Magic Temple, the continent has someone proficient in Bright Healing Magic, but his magic talent is fairly ordinary, perhaps only capable of learning the most basic Light Magic; no wonder he wasn’t chosen by the Magic Temple back then," Chang Siming perceptively noted. Even though Gu Feng’s healing magic was strong, his talent was average.

The Magic Temple’s influence on Wuji Continent is significant; besides Penglai and Xianju, it has village, city, and capital level branches in the other three countries.

In this regard, compared to the Mainland Magic Elite Camp, the Magic Temple is more civilian-focused.

Mages with talent are typically selected into the Magic Temple at a young age, and Gu Feng was not selected, indicating his talent isn’t extraordinary.

"Master, you’re mistaken. Judging someone’s talent should not solely focus on the magic realm they can reach," Xia Wenxu disagreed with Chang Siming’s view.

"Mages don’t look at the magic realm, so what should they focus on?" Chang Siming seldom saw Xia Wenxu praise someone, and astonishingly, it was someone like Gu Feng.

"Master, have you noticed? Though his cultivation is inadequate, in the process of healing, his Magic Soul remained completely unaffected by the hostility. Someone who remains untainted among corruption must possess a pure heart; he owns the world’s cleanest Magic Soul," he looked at Gu Feng with genuine admiration, adding, "Magic talent is innate; a true mage’s heart is the most crucial aspect."

Chang Siming fell silent.

Light and dark are like two sides of a coin.

Many Light Mages eventually fall into becoming Dark Mages.

This is because their Magic Soul is impure, and their intentions are dishonest.

"Chang Siming, Junior Fate," Yun Sheng stepped forward courteously. She had wanted to privately discuss her mother Hu Jiusheng’s matter with Xia Wenxu several times, but every time Gold Coin appeared from some unknown corner, vigilantly watching Xia Wenxu.

Uncertain whether he was Ye Hu or a watchful dog guarding his wife.

Thankfully, this time Gold Coin did not appear.

Chang Siming looked at Xia Wenxu, then at Yun Sheng. Despite feeling a bit uneasy, he tactfully moved aside to ask Gu Feng about magic healing.

Xia Wenxu nodded friendly at Yun Sheng.

If not for the fleeting ripple in his eyes, it would be difficult to discern his affection for Yun Sheng.

"Xia Siming, thank you for coming to my rescue several times. I wish to inquire about my mother Hu Jiusheng regaining her memory," after the death of Red Robe Summoning Emperor Ji Fang, the clues to saving Hu Jiusheng were cut off.

As one of Red Robe Summoner’s "adopted children," Yun Sheng believed Xia Wenxu must know something.

However, to Yun Sheng’s dismay, Xia Wenxu replied that he was unaware.

"I’m sorry, Miss Yun. The prohibition placed on Ninth Summoner was by Red Robe Summoner himself, I can’t do anything."

Yun Sheng’s disappointment was evident to Xia Wenxu, and after she walked away, he took out the Netherworld Ghost Key he always carried, his expression complex.

He wasn’t sure if his actions were right.