BaiLiDongjun, LiHanyi, and YinLuoxia all glared at JiangChe with hostility, ready to risk their lives in a confrontation at any moment.
"Miss Sikong, I can heal the City Lord. Let me examine his injuries," Jiang Che said calmly, ignoring the murderous stares directed at him.
With his mastery of the Five Elements SpiritualPower, healing SikongChangfeng was not a challenge—especially with the Woodelement, which represented vitality and life.
Even if Sikong Changfeng had already died, Jiang Che was confident that, with the right spiritual medicine and his God-Tier medical skills, he could bring him back.
"Are you serious?"
Sikong Qianluo stopped crying, her eyes narrowed with suspicion.
"Of course, I'm serious. Let me give it a try."
Without waiting for permission, Jiang Che approached Sikong Changfeng and knelt beside him. Sikong Qianluo, understanding the urgency, stepped aside to give him space.
Jiang Che placed his hand over Sikong Changfeng's lower abdomen and channeled the Wood Spiritual Power inward, directing it to repair the internal damage caused by the ice spikes. Gradually, the injuries to his organs and meridians began to mend.
Under the stunned gazes of everyone present, the ice spikes embedded in Sikong Changfeng's body were expelled. His wounds began closing, and his pale complexion turned rosy again.
"It's done," Jiang Che said, withdrawing his hand.
Everyone stared in astonishment as Sikong Changfeng's eyelids fluttered—then he regained full consciousness.
In one swift motion, Sikong Changfeng sat up and immediately started scolding Jiang Che.
"You little brat! We agreed to spar—not for you to try and kill me!"
His voice was full of fury, but behind it was a trace of fear. A moment ago, he had genuinely felt the shadow of death looming over him.
"I only used seventy percent of my strength. Who told you to be so weak?"
Jiang Che replied coolly, curling his lip. He felt he might have overestimated the City Lord.
Sikong Changfeng: …
Bai Li Dongjun: …
Yin Luoxia: …
Li Hanyi: …
In all of NorthernLi, probably only Jiang Che would dare call SikongChangfeng weak.
"Father, are you okay?"
Sikong Qianluo was the first to snap out of it, laughing and crying as she clung to her father's arm, checking him over.
"I'm fine now… Who saved me?"
Sikong Changfeng touched his body in disbelief. The severe injuries he'd sustained—gone without a trace.
"Ha ha ha!"
Bai Li Dongjun laughed heartily.
"It was Brother Jiang who saved you! I never imagined that someone so young could possess not only unparalleled martial skills but also miraculous medical ability!"
His admiration for Jiang Che rose another level—he now viewed him as a true equal.
Remembering the sword technique Jiang Che had unleashed earlier, Bai Li Dongjun admitted inwardly: Even I might not have been able to withstand that strike.
"Did you really save me?"
Feeling the abundant vitality now flowing through his body, Sikong Changfeng looked at Jiang Che, eyes glowing with intensity.
As the disciple of XinBaicao—the MedicalImmortal of Beili—he understood better than anyone how severe his wounds had been. His meridians were shattered, his organs crushed… even his master would have been helpless.
Yet Jiang Che had healed him completely in under fifteen minutes.
Just how terrifying are this young man's medical skills?
No… it must be the result of some supreme cultivation technique.
The vitality still lingering in his dantian (core energy center) couldn't be fake.
"Why are you looking at me like that? I'm not into that kind of thing!"
Jiang Che took a step back, eyeing him cautiously.
Sikong Changfeng: …
"Pfft!"
Yin Luoxia couldn't help but laugh, covering her mouth. Even LiHanyi, hidden behind her mask, had the corners of her lips twitch upward.
"Who the hell's into that kind of thing?!"
Sikong Changfeng growled, grinding his teeth. "I was thinking… your vitality might be the key to saving Ruoyi."
YeRuoyi, born with a congenital heart condition, had always been frail. But now, Jiang Che's vitality-rich spiritual energy gave Sikong Changfeng a glimmer of hope.
If that energy could heal his shattered meridians, perhaps it could also cure her from the inside out.
"We'll talk about that later. City Lord Bai Li—shall we begin?"
Jiang Che changed the subject, turning to face Bai Li Dongjun.
His system-assigned mission was to defeat the three city lords. Only BaiLiDongjun and LiHanyi remained.
"Let's begin."
Bai Li Dongjun nodded solemnly, and the two of them stepped out onto the surface of Erhai Lake.
"Father, how many moves do you think Master Bai Li can last against Brother Jiang?"
Sikong Qianluo asked excitedly, her eyes sparkling as she watched Jiang Che.
He's not just good-looking—his martial arts are unmatched… and his medical skills are miraculous!
At her age, emotions bloomed quickly. Sikong Qianluo felt her heart begin to race. A small deer seemed to leap within her chest.
"It's hard to say," Sikong Changfeng replied, still recovering. "After all, Senior Brother has already stepped into the Half-Step Heavenly Realm."
He didn't notice his daughter's starry gaze. But as he looked at Jiang Che and Bai Li Dongjun facing off, he felt a strange chill creep down his spine—like he had just lost something irreplaceable.