Douluo: Becoming a God by Relying on my Enemies

In a world where soul masters were scarce, the chances of encountering one on the road were slim. High-level soul beasts were even less likely to appear near populated areas, as the Spirit Hall ensured such threats were swiftly dealt with to protect low-level soul masters and commoners. This was one of the reasons Spirit Hall enjoyed such widespread popularity.

Yun Feng held a certain respect for the organization. Their ability to maintain order and protect the weak resonated with him.

After finishing a few pieces of roasted meat, Yun Feng shook his nearly empty water gourd and stood to refill it from a nearby river. As he bent down to fill the gourd, his peripheral vision caught a faint glimmer beneath the water.

He couldn't help but exclaim, "What a magnificent pair of… uh, treasures!"

Realizing what he had just seen, Yun Feng's expression shifted. Without hesitation, he plunged into the river and pulled a figure to the shore.

Once on land, Yun Feng brushed away the strands of black hair clinging to the woman's face, revealing her delicate features. Her curvaceous figure was barely concealed by torn, tight-fitting black clothing, adding a touch of allure despite her closed eyes. Yun Feng couldn't help but notice the chilling aura she exuded.

This was the first time Yun Feng had ever seen someone embody both innocence and mature allure simultaneously. However, her condition was dire—her body was covered in wounds, and her pale complexion suggested she had been in the river for quite some time.

Checking her breathing, Yun Feng confirmed she was still alive, though barely.

Thinking quickly, Yun Feng realized he didn't possess any healing abilities. Lifting the woman into his arms, he carried her back to his campfire. Her body was icy cold from the water, and she had clearly entered the early stages of hypothermia.

Once there, Yun Feng scanned his surroundings with his spiritual sense to ensure no one was nearby before starting to remove her wet clothing.

Her injuries were worse than he had anticipated. Bruises and lacerations covered her body, and three deep claw marks across her abdomen stood out as particularly severe. The clean cuts didn't resemble those caused by a soul beast, suggesting they had been inflicted by a sharp weapon.

Without healing medicines or relevant martial abilities, Yun Feng had no choice but to search her belongings. Among her possessions, he discovered a necklace emitting a faint soul power aura—a soul tool.

"Interesting, she's loaded. A rich heiress, huh? I wonder which faction she belongs to."

For a brief moment, Yun Feng wondered if she might be Zhu Zhuqing. However, the timeline didn't match—Zhu Zhuqing should already be in Soto City by now. Moreover, her injuries didn't align with anything described in the original story.

Pushing these thoughts aside, Yun Feng opened the soul tool and found several medical supplies inside. Carefully identifying their uses, he began treating her wounds.

After applying the medicines and bandaging her injuries, Yun Feng retrieved a piece of clothing from the soul tool to cover her. Despite her injuries, her figure was undeniably tempting, making it hard for the young and energetic Yun Feng to remain unaffected.

"Control yourself," Yun Feng muttered, shaking his head as he turned his attention back to the fire.

While Yun Feng wasn't a saint, his motives weren't entirely selfless. This woman's wealth and mysterious background could prove advantageous in the future. In a world where connections were everything, aligning with someone influential could open doors.

"Look at Yu Xiaogang," Yun Feng mused. "Despite being unworthy of his lovers, he still managed to get pampered by Bibi Dong and Liu Erlong. If a guy like him can eat soft rice, why can't I?"

The more Yun Feng thought about Yu Xiaogang, the more puzzled he became. With so many attractive and capable people in the world, why had both Bibi Dong and Liu Erlong fallen for such a mediocre man?

Shrugging off these thoughts, Yun Feng resumed eating his roasted meat.

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After finishing his meal, Yun Feng began meditating to strengthen his soul power. Halfway through his cultivation, he was interrupted by faint sounds of labored breathing and soft groans of pain. Opening his eyes, he noticed the woman sweating and trembling, her face contorted in unconscious agony.

Wiping the sweat from her brow, Yun Feng inspected her injuries. Satisfied that her wounds weren't worsening, he added more wood to the fire and resumed his meditation.

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By the next morning, the woman still hadn't woken up. Yun Feng felt a pang of frustration. He had plans to head to Shrek Academy and couldn't afford delays.

Yet, leaving her behind was equally unappealing. Having rescued her, Yun Feng didn't want someone else reaping the benefits of his effort.

With no other choice, Yun Feng decided to use Ah Yin's soul bone ability. While his spiritual strength was insufficient to fully heal someone else, he hoped a partial application would suffice.

Activating the Blue Silver Emperor's Right Leg Bone, a gentle blue glow enveloped Yun Feng's leg. He directed the healing energy toward the woman, carefully regulating its intensity.

Within seconds, Yun Feng's face turned pale. The spiritual energy consumption was far greater than he had anticipated.

"Damn, this is draining," he muttered, forcing himself to endure as the blue light slowly mended the woman's internal injuries.

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Once the process was complete, Yun Feng sat down heavily, sweat dripping from his brow. While exhausted, he felt a sense of relief. The woman's condition had visibly improved, and her breathing had steadied.

"This better be worth it," Yun Feng muttered, leaning back against a tree to catch

his breath. For now, all he could do was wait and see if she woke up.