45 I’m Afraid Something Will Happen

Sweetcake’s situation was very serious. The few of them did not dare to delay and flew to the Miracle Doctor’s Sect overnight.

Feng Chen had been training outside and had not returned to his sect for a long time. When the young disciples of the Miracle Doctor Sect saw him return, they all came over to greet him.

“Martial Uncle Feng, you’re back! How have you been?”

Feng Chen did not have time to exchange pleasantries with them. He asked anxiously, “Is my master here?”

“Third Elder is not in the sect. The sect meeting is coming soon. The sect master and the other elders have gone into seclusion or are traveling. Therefore, Third Elder is in charge of representing our Miracle Doctor Sect at the sect meeting this year.”

“He went to the sect meeting?”

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When Feng Chen heard this, he was in dismay. Not only had they made a wasted trip, but the situation on Sweetcake’s side was also extremely unstable.

The little packrat was nestled in her father’s arms, wrapped in a soft blanket like a wilting flower. The tears on her little face were still wet. She had cried countless times

Not to mention Yun Ran and Mo Beiyuan, even Feng Chen’s heart ached when he saw the little packrat’s lifeless appearance along the way.

“Ah Yuan, my master is not in the sect. We might have to go to the sect meeting, but Little Sweetcake doesn’t seem to be in a good state…”

Yun Ran glanced at Sweetcake. She was small and pale like a kitten. Her big black grape-like eyes were closed now, and her small hands were tightly gripping her father’s lapels.

At this moment, every painful groan from the little packrat was like a cut on Yun Ran’s heart.

“Is there no other way to ease her pain? Can you go through those medical books or something?

Feng Chen shook his head. “There probably hasn’t been a situation like hers in a thousand years. The Miracle Doctor Sect has only been established for 800 years. Even the medical books do not document a way.”

“Then is there any way to guide the spiritual power in her body out?”

Yun Ran did not know much about spiritual power cultivation in this world, but she was familiar with the cultivation of superpowers in the apocalypse. Espers would also encounter such a situation of losing control when cultivating. They called it the rampage of superpowers.

Generally speaking, in such a situation, she needed someone with a higher superpower level to help guide her and direct the excess energy to himself.

“Mo Beiyuan, your cultivation level is higher than Sweetcake’s, right?”

Yun Ran remembered that he was also one of the legendary Five Saints and the strongest among the five Saints.

Feng Chen analyzed, “Although they’re both Saint Realm experts, Little Sweetcake has just awakened her spiritual root after all, and Ah Yuan has already entered the Saint Realm for a few years. Come to think of it, Ah Yuan’s cultivation level is a level higher than Little Sweetcake’s. Why are you asking?”

Feng Chen guessed that Yun Ran would not ask this for nothing. She must have some idea.

Mo Beiyuan also asked in a low voice, “Do you have a way?”

Yun Ran said, “I’m not sure it’s feasible. I wonder if you could find a way to direct the spiritual power from Sweetie’s body to yourself?”

“Lead the spiritual power to himself. Do you mean to let Ah Yuan forcefully absorb the spiritual power from Sweetcake? I’m afraid it won’t be that easy. The spiritual power in both of them is very strong. Something will happen if the two powerful spiritual powers collide.”

As a physician, Feng Chen did not agree with her suggestion.

It would be easier for Ah Yuan to control if the difference in spiritual power between the two of them was relatively large. But he had personally experienced Little Sweetcake’s spiritual power.

He was not afraid of embarrassing himself if word got out. Facing this little packrat, he was an extremely weak chicken with extremely weak spiritual power cultivation.