Heaven Devouring Immortal Emperor

Feng Yimo sneered. With a wave of his hand, 50 middle-grade Primeval Stones appeared and he threw them to the butler. "Lead the way!"    

The old man was stunned. Someone he had never met actually wanted to give him so many Primeval Stones. He pulled the girl and knelt down to Feng Yimo. He was grateful. "Thank you, my lord. Thank you, my lord!"    

Feng Yimo hurriedly helped the old man and the child up and dragged them into the clinic.    

The powerful butler held the Primeval Stones in a daze and followed behind. Could it be that he had made a mistake? This was a local tycoon?    

The interior of the clinic was decorated luxuriously and luxuriously. Luxurious decorations were everywhere. The waiters who came and went all raised their necks, looking insufferably arrogant. It was as if being able to become the staff of this clinic was a matter of bringing glory to their ancestors.    

Arriving at the innermost part of the room, he saw an old man who was going out for a consultation. His face was flushed red as he was treating his illness.    

"This illness of yours is caused by living in a wet and cold environment for a long time. The humidity in your body is very heavy. I will prescribe some medicine for you. When you go back and take it, it will be best if you can change the environment. Otherwise, your illness will worsen after a long time." As the old doctor spoke, he waved his pen and wrote quickly.    

The patient in front of him thanked him gratefully and took the prescription to get the medicine.    

"Elder Xu, this old man is here again!" The butler came to the doctor's side and said in a low voice.    

The old doctor revealed an impatient expression, "What, he got the money?"    

"Yes!" The butler handed over 50 middle-grade Primeval Stones. The old doctor immediately beamed with joy. 50 middle-grade Primeval Stones were much more valuable than 5000 Low Grade Primeval Stones. "Good, good!"    

With the money, the old doctor happily treated the girl's illness. His expression turned solemn. After a long while, he pushed twenty-five of the fifty middle-grade Primeval Stones in front of the old man with a pained expression. "I'm sorry. I can't treat your granddaughter's illness, but I can only return half of the consultation fee."    

Putong!    

The old man knelt in front of the old doctor. "I beg you, Godly Doctor Xu, please help me. We went to many places and said that only you can treat her. I beg you, I beg you!"    

"Sigh, do you think I don't earn money? I really can't do anything about it. Your granddaughter's illness is three souls, seven souls, and missing souls. It's not easy to find Helm Lord. To treat this kind of illness, you need the Soul Summoning Technique. Apart from needing powerful medicinal Divine Senses, you also need profound magic power. Moreover, every time you cast the technique, the burden on the caster is extremely heavy. It might even damage the foundation. This old man advises you to go back and feed your granddaughter what she needs to eat. She can at most live until she's ten years old!"    

Ah?!    

The old man collapsed to the ground, his face full of grief. The girl beside him remained silent. Even when she fell, she did not cry. She had never spoken. In the eyes of others, she was a fool.    

"Doctor, is there really, really no other way?" After a long time, the old man asked in a trembling voice. He still had a sliver of hope and did not want to give up.    

"There is no more. Go back and treat her well. Let her live the rest of her life happily." The old doctor said, staring at the Primeval Stone.    

Throughout the whole process, Feng Yimo had been watching from the sidelines. He nodded secretly. This old doctor was quite skilled. When he helped the old man and the little girl, he had already noticed that the little girl had three souls and seven spirits. She only had two souls and five souls. At most, she would have two years of life. That was around nine years old.    

In order to cure this disease, one had to use Soul Summoning and Soul Summoning, as well as spirit pills. The best way was to use Soul Returning Flowers. Unfortunately, there was only one Soul Returning Flower for Bai Yanshuang to consume. Other than that, there was also the Soul Returning Flower. In addition, there was also a Three Revolutions Seven Soul Separating Pill, which was a high grade tier 8 spirit pill. It could shatter a person's three souls and seven souls and recondense them. However, the spirit medicine required was extremely rare. Ever since Feng Yimo found out about this pill formula, he had yet to gather all the spirit medicine he needed.    

A long time ago, Feng Yimo had refined the Three Revolutions Seven Soul Separating Pill. This Three Revolutions Seven Soul Separating Pill was similar to the pill. However, the Three Revolutions Soul Separating Pill was to transform a person's three suns soul into a Yin soul. From then on, one's physique would transform into a Yin soul, allowing one to enter the Netherworld.    

In order to reverse life and condense a new soul, one would naturally have to go against the heavens. One would need to find the little girl's broken soul from the Netherworld in order for her to fully recover.    

Feng Yimo decided to help this poor child.    

Sky-high Realm was the highest level Spiritual Realm, so there should be some spiritual herbs needed.    

"You're right, but I'm still lacking a little bit. There's a spiritual herb that can help young lady recover her soul." Feng Yimo said lightly.    

The old doctor was stunned and revealed a disdainful smile, "Boy, everyone knows how to talk. I have been practicing medicine for more than a hundred years and have seen countless medical cases. No one can be saved because of a lack of soul."    

Feng Yimo was surprised. There should be very few people who lacked soul and soul. Why did the doctor say that he had met many people?    

"Doctor, do you mean that you have met many patients like this in a hundred years? Are they all lacking souls and souls?" Feng Yimo asked.    

"Of course. In a hundred years, I encountered a total of thirty-nine similar patients. The most serious one was a lack of four souls. They died at the age of seven!"    

Feng Yimo seemed to be deep in thought. Such a high ratio was definitely abnormal.    

"Okay, I will let you off this time. Chess Soul Fruit, Soul Measuring Lotus, Essence Nurturing Wood " Do you have it here? " Feng Yimo originally wanted to punish this doctor. Seeing that his medical skills were not bad, it was just that he was greedy. He planned to spare him. The few herbs mentioned were all level nine herbs. They were all the main ingredients to refine the Three Revolutions Seven Soul Separating Pill. He had the rest of the supplementary herbs.    

The old doctor was stunned. His eyes were rolling around. Could it be that the zombie face in front of him could really concoct a panacea to cure the soul deficiency disease? Because he knew about the few spirit medicines Feng Yimo mentioned. Some cultivators' souls were damaged. They all consumed the Chess Soul Pill he refined. There was a Chess Soul Fruit inside.    

He stood up, cupped his hands and bowed to Feng Yimo, and said, "This Guy, if you can provide a pill formula that can repair broken souls, this old man can give you these few spirit medicines for free!"    

Feng Yimo was angry and happy. A pill formula was priceless, far from being comparable to a few spirit medicines. This fellow was actually so greedy that he wanted to exchange it for the Three Revolutions Seven Soul Separating Pill formula. He really did not know what to say.    

Feng Yimo did not care about him. He pulled the old man and the little girl, who were in a daze, and walked out of the clinic. "Old man, don't worry. I can treat your granddaughter's illness."    

Ah?!    

The old man was stunned. Even Doctor Xu couldn't cure her illness, but this expressionless Guy could? Impossible.    

Seeing Feng Yimo leave, Su Ze angrily grabbed the 25 middle-grade Primeval Stones on the table and followed him.    

Miracle Doctor Xu rolled his eyes and whispered a few words to the butler beside him. Then, the butler hurriedly left the house.    

Feng Yimo arranged for the old man and granddaughter to stay in the inn. He ordered some food and asked the two of them to prepare a meal. Then, he went back to his room and did not walk around.