Master Head of the Dragon Soul

Chapter 172

Meng Xingyu’s face turned pale and his legs were trembling as he collapsed to the ground.

All the disciples who were at the scene were so petrified that every one of them quickly dropped to their knees. They were trembling all over like helpless kittens that were terrified.

The strength from just one palm had turned this thousand-pound Chinese guardian lion into pieces. Could a man possess such tremendous power?

If this slap had been on him, then… Meng Xingyu could not help but to break out in a cold sweat. He was so scared that his heart almost jumped out of his chest.

All his dignity and pride, including his so-called spirit of martial arts, were shattered into pieces by this single slap from Chu Feng; they had all turned into dust like this guardian lion.

T-This was just too terrifying!

“He was right, I am not worthy to fight him at all. It seems like I’ve been overestimating myself all these years and I’m just a mere weakling that has never seen the outside world.”

Meng Xingyu recalled Chu Feng’s proud and carefree figure from just now. He could only force a smile and he no longer had any hint of disrespect toward Chu Feng in his heart.

After leaving the Taekwondo studio, Chu Feng went to Murong Cang’s library in Jiangling College at the invitation of Murong Cang.

All the information regarding the Dharma Monk who found the cure for the Mandraka poison had been gathered for Chu Feng. The information was scattered and there were two boxes full of it.

Chu Feng started going through them patiently and half an hour later, he rubbed his eyes in exhaustion and let out a sigh. “It seems like the Mandraka poison from the Holy Temple is a strong

poison that had been extracted and refined to a concentration ten times higher. It was specifically used to subdue those formidable martial artists. I have been poisoned for three years and it has seeped into my bone marrows. The Dharma Monk only jotted down the method to slow down the spread of the poison, and there is no cure for it. Unless, if I am able to break through the ultimate level and achieve the stage of a celestial being, I will then be immortalized. By that time, even the Mandraka poison would not do me any harm.”

Chu Feng’s eyes lit up as his effort had paid off and he had finally found a brighter path to his future.

There were nine classes in the martial arts and one would become a grandmaster when he reached the seventh class. After the ninth class, one would reach the legendary Immortality Stage.

After the seventh class, every breakthrough would mean the improvement of oneself by leaps and bounds, for reaching the next step would be leaping over vast canyons. In today’s world of martial arts, a seventh class grandmaster was already like a God and had a reputable status.

There were only a handful of ninth class grandmasters all over the world, and each of them was worshipped like saints and deities by their countries.

The Immortality Stage only existed in the myths and legends in different religions. Nobody had really seen the one having achieved the Immortality Stage. So, achieving the Immortality Stage was actually easier said than done.

Meanwhile, Chu Feng still had a calm smile on his face. He was still filled with confidence and pride.

“The Immortality Stage is just half a step away only anyway.”

Three years ago, while he was demolishing the Holy Temple and wiping out the Western underworld, he had already surpassed the bottleneck of a ninth class grandmaster. He had

achieved the ‘Intermediate Immortality Stage’, reaching the portal to the legendary Immortality Stage.

However, his injuries were not completely healed yet, so he could only expend the strength of an eighth class grandmaster at his peak. Even so, Chu Feng was still well beyond anyone in this world of the ancient martial arts. Text © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

Even if he was facing those ninth class grandmasters, Chu Feng was still confident that he could take all of them down!

“Based on my talents and state of mind, achieving the Immortality Stage in three years will not be an issue at all. As long as I can control my emotions and not plunge into a psychotic state and hurt my loved ones, I have no reasons to fear this Mandraka poison.”

Chu Feng breathed a sigh of relief. With the miracle drug developed by Qin Shihuang’s men and the remarkable prescriptions that were left behind by this Dharma Monk, Chu Feng was confident that he could suppress the symptoms of this Mandraka poison.

Chu Feng was relieved that he had finally resolved a worry that had been weighing on his mind. He started flipping through the rest of the information, wanting to know more about this Dharma Monk from 200 years ago.

After Chu Feng finished reading his autobiography, he could only gasp in admiration for him. This eminent monk was undoubtedly the ‘Great Dharma Monk’. All the deeds he had done throughout his life was worthy of respect.

He had spread the teachings of Buddhism and was proficient in pharmacology, saving countless lives from torment. Even though he was the guardian of the nation, he was still modest and had represented his country three times, crossing vast oceans to save the lives of others. He had managed to save more than tens of thousands of lives.

However, he was chased out of the temple in his later years because he was involved in a conflict of power. He was dismissed as a monk and became a farmer later on. He even sold off his residence and treasures given by the palace so that he could help the needy. At the same time, he spent all his blood, sweat and tears to compile this book of ‘Collection of Mystical Healing’, which included all of his knowledge and medical skills.

He had listed out close to a thousand different medical cases in pharmacology, acupuncture, diagnosis, surgery and more than ten other professions.

It even included some Feng Shui [1] philosophies and also the Buddhism teachings.

Calling this ‘Collection of Mystical Healing’ the greatest classical collection in the medical world was an exaggeration at all.

Chu Feng just shook his head and let out a sigh. “Murong Cang must be so unmindful, he has no idea how blessed he is. Even if he could understand just half of what is in this ‘Collection of Mystical Healing’, he would be able to become one of the top ten medics in the medical world, or even become a saint whom hundreds of thousands of people would look up to. Even the governors and leaders of every country would have to be modest to him. It would be many times more impressive than staying at a small place like Jiangling and just being a so-called ‘Number One Martial Artist’.”

[1] Feng Shui, also known as Chinese geomancy, is a pseudoscientific traditional practice originating from ancient China, which claims to use energy forces to harmonize individuals with their surrounding environment.