Chapter 1170: Chapter 1169: The Storm Approaches

Tang Feng entered and indeed found dozens of whirlwinds rampaging through the Sand Sea, where yellow sand soared into the sky.

From time to time, he heard horrific screams and witnessed scenes of blood mist flying in the air.

Pitiful, sorrowful, lamentable.

In pursuit of resources, cultivators have paid a lot, watching lives vanish amidst the storm, Tang Feng couldn’t help but feel deeply moved.

Even in the face of a mighty storm, powerful cultivators appear fragile.

It is all fair; great crises signify great rewards. Those cultivators who withstand the Sand Sea will likely reap good returns.

Tang Feng knew that beyond the Sand Sea lay the Spirit Lake, flanked by various rare Spirit Trees, and the water of the Spirit Lake is a rare treasure too.

It can increase the success rate of alchemy. In his previous life, Tang Feng was fortunate to obtain some, and realized its efficacy on the elixir, which drastically elevated his alchemy skills.

Thus, Tang Feng didn’t interfere. The fate of these cultivators is destined. If they survive, he might heal them, but he won’t take action otherwise.

A benevolent healer with a kind heart depends on the person; saving some might mean losing more, so before saving others, Tang Feng carefully scrutinizes one’s essence.

As for why he led the Spiritual Element Storm to the gathering place, a significant reason was that he knew how subsequent events would unfold.

Among those people, the vast majority eventually united, with at least seventy percent joining forces, leading to unlimited killing intent within the blessed land.

These were originally the strongest cultivators entering the blessed land; once allied, all remaining cultivators became prey, which explains why initially tens of thousands entered but only a few hundred emerged.

Lucky survivors did not gain much, although their sense of crisis became considerably stronger.

This time, due to his intervention, the entire cultivation world underwent a complete change, yet his return was destined to bring change.

Upon returning, he couldn’t care less about the cultivation world’s trivial matters; he only cares about his loved ones.

With a wave, numerous Spiritual Element Storms changed direction, sweeping towards several gathering places.

At this time, cultivators at the gathering place were forming small contingents. For adventuring, forming teams is naturally better.

Some were just contemplating this idea when a chorus of screams and curses emerged.

Thus, some cultivators saw the swarming storms.

It was like the end of the world; those who saw this scene fled the gathering place frantically, while those who didn’t manage to escape were instantly engulfed by the storm.

At least half of the cultivators were swept into the storm.

After ravaging a few times, only less than twenty percent of cultivators remained.

Xia Xinhe and Xia Qiutang, situated at the storm’s center, watched as it passed several times, yet the Spirit Hall stood firm as a mountain, allowing them to witness a rare scene.

At the storm’s center, all was Spiritual Essence—originally used for absorption in cultivation—but this mutated essence was akin to the life-reaping Death God, even those in the Refining God realm would explode instantly if swept in.

All buildings engulfed were reduced to dust.

Terrifying.

Without Tang Feng, would they have become fallen cultivators among them?

The storm gradually receded, and the gathering place nearly vanished entirely.

Only fewer than a hundred remained, all injured, most severely.

Moans filled the air.

At this moment, Tang Feng returned; seeing the cultivators strewn on the ground, he felt no sympathy. If not for this storm, those would have been the blessed land’s cultivators dying instead.

Now he has eliminated the few and saved the many—an act of great merit.

Returning to the Spirit Hall, the two women rushed out to greet him, only relaxing upon seeing him unharmed.

Xia Qiutang asked, “Were those storms really your doing?”

Tang Feng nodded and said, “That’s right. If it weren’t for me, they would just wander within the Sand Sea. Rest assured, most of those cultivators outside aren’t good people.”

“Alright, since you foresee everything, whatever you say must be right—what’s next?”

“Next, it’s naturally your turn to step in. The surviving cultivators outside are in a pitiful state; now they need treatment, and what you have to do is treat them.”

“But we can’t…”

“No need to be able, just carry elixirs with you.”

“Should we charge for it?” Xia Xinhe asked.

“Of course, and each elixir costs ten thousand Spirit Stones,” Tang Feng said with a smile.

“What if they don’t have money?”

“Then use other things to substitute; regarding value, I’ll watch from the side—if suitable, I’ll nod, if not, we won’t heal,” Tang Feng said with a laugh.

The two women nodded and then the three of them went out of the Spirit Hall, heading towards the injured cultivators.

“Fellow cultivators, listen up. We sisters can treat your injuries, but the price is steep. Anyone willing can notify us,” Xia Qiutang said with a smile.

“Me, fellow, I want treatment.” As soon as they spoke, a wounded person beside one of the ruins hurriedly exclaimed, nearing his end.

If not for an injured but less severely affected junior brother guarding him, he might have already been killed.

“Your injury is severe, one million Spirit Stones, guaranteed full recovery.” Upon hearing Tang Feng’s transmission, Xia Qiutang quoted a shocking price.

The wounded nearly died from fright.

“Isn’t that too expensive?”

“Expensive? If you think your life isn’t worth a million Spirit Stones, then I have nothing more to say,” Xia Qiutang said with a smile shaking her head.

“I don’t have that many Spirit Stones, can I use other things instead?”

“Certainly, whether it’s herbs or materials,” Xia Qiutang showed a trace of a smile.

Thus the cultivator took out a large lot of resources from his Spirit Ring, relinquishing nearly eighty percent of his stock, and he received one elixir.

He eagerly consumed it and sat aside.

“You all cannot leave until confirming my senior brother is alright,”

This kid has a kind heart, but his head isn’t right.

Tang Feng directly pushed him aside, “Kid, watch over your senior brother, don’t meddle in other matters.”

Just like that, staring dumbfounded as Tang Feng and the two women moved toward another cultivator.

After the first person accepted treatment, nearing the brink of death, other cultivators had no other choice.

Those lacking directly handed their Spirit Rings to the two women.

One elixir ingested, the body obviously improved.

Such miraculous elixir prompted those injured to further plot.

In their view, offering a million Spirit Stones initially was not much, and after recovering, ensnaring the trio would only be a simple task, potentially gaining even more elixirs.

After treating nearly a hundred people, the trio returned to the hall.

“Brother Feng, why not just kill them?” Xia Qiutang didn’t understand Tang Feng’s purpose in doing so.

Tang Feng explained with a laugh that feeding the rat and then exterminating it is truly an interesting matter.

The two women were speechless; why bother with unnecessary steps?

Tang Feng naturally didn’t reveal the usefulness of these people ahead—waiting to give the two women a pleasant surprise.

After resting overnight, setting off the next day, there surely will be a good show.

Those cultivators ingesting the elixir would fully recover by the next night; at that moment, their first act would be to confront Tang Feng about retrieving those resources and Spirit Stones.

Because these people are not upstanding at all.