Qi Cultivation Starting from the Repair Panel

Shan Xun's brows furrowed slightly, as he clearly did not agree with Chu Zheng's plan either.

"I will go myself; you might as well take me along," Chu Zheng said without wasting words explaining, knowing that the more he explained, the slower they would be to act, missing the opportunity to save more people.

"If he seeks death, let him go as if he had never been here," Yan Bi said somewhat impatiently. He did not entangle himself further, as the totem shadow flickered behind him, and the next instant, his figure disappeared into the void, leaving no trace.

At this moment, time was of the essence, as any further delay could potentially lead to the destruction of a tribe.

"Let's go," Wan Qiong said, without further ado, grabbing Chu Zheng and stepping into the void.

After one step, it was as if the rivers and mountains had inverted, and they had traveled billions of miles away.

Wan Qiong's cultivation was now comparable to that of a Nine Tribulations True Immortal. Within the Immortal Alliance, he was considered one of the top powerhouses, possessing Divine Skills.

The distances between the stars are often calculated in tens of billions of miles, and only by maneuvering through the void like this could one traverse the Great Universe in one's physical body without dying halfway in the cold silence of space.

The sky was about to turn to night. Normally, the time was utterly silent, but now, the air was filled with the roar of battle and beastly bellows like rolling thunder, piercing the ears. Even the thick moonlight could not cover the pungent smell of blood soaring skywards.

Chu Zheng stood above the Nine Heavens, scanning the battlefield that stretched for over a million miles, with numerous Savage Beasts breaking through the blockade and continuously pouring into the Nine Domains like ink droplets in clear water, staining the barbaric lands with a layer of blood, the flames of war raging everywhere.

"This is a symbol of the Wan Clan. Carry it, and no one will trouble you,"

Wan Qiong casually tossed Chu Zheng into a camp and handed him a bone tile before disappearing without a trace, clearly heading to a more dangerous battleground to confront those Beast Kings.

At this moment, the camp was already filled with the injured. Witches in black robes moved through the camp, mixing medicinal powders and treating the injured Totem Cultivators, appearing somewhat flustered.

The witches bustling around here mostly had lower cultivations, fluctuating between Third and Fourth Order. The stronger Great Witches were undoubtedly at the frontlines, using the Spirit Controlling Method to deal with the beast tide.

The smell of blood mixed with various medicinal powders was extremely pungent, and all one could hear were the intermittent heavy breaths and suppressed moans of pain.

Most of the injured that were brought back from the battlefield were severely maimed, some with shattered organs, not far from death.

The witches had secret medicines that could regenerate limbs and heal organs, but such medicines were exceedingly precious and would not be used unless absolutely necessary.

Thus, most of the injured brought here were merely kept alive with some medicinal powders, their survival left to fate.

The Alchemy Dao of Dongyuan Realm was very rudimentary. The witches merely took various Spiritual Medicines, ground them into powder, and then mixed them using the Power of Spirit and Soul to create secret medicines.

This somewhat crude method not only failed to fully utilize the medicinal properties of the Spiritual Medicines, wasting them, but the effects were also quite unstable, often having side effects, with medicinal toxicity being the most obvious.

Elixirs could also have toxicity, but after being refined, this toxicity was greatly reduced and could be completely assimilated by the body.

Looking at the tragic scenes around him, Chu Zheng's brows were tightly furrowed. He immediately took out the identity proof given by Wan Qiong and found the person in charge of this particular camp, getting straight to the point:

"Notify all witches to come to me in batches to get medicine."

The chief of the camp, also a member of the Wan Clan named Wan Zhe, saw the bone tile in Chu Zheng's hand and issued the order without hesitation.

Chu Zheng then took some common herbs from the camp's storeroom and mixed them with some of his own fresh blood, forming several medicinal pills.

With his blood as a medium, he could use the repair panel to save the lives of those injured here.

Soon, witches from around the camp came to his door in succession to collect the secret medicine from Chu Zheng's hand.

Through the contact with his blood, various notifications about the injured began to appear in Chu Zheng's mind almost instantly.

He did not hesitate and activated the panel right away, not holding back as he healed their injuries completely.

His reason for coming here was to perform miracles, turning the impossible into the possible. That was the task at hand.

This was his first attempt at such large-scale repairs. The Divine Soul trembled slightly, as if he sensed a trace of the panel's operation.

Nature's spiritual energy surged wildly, crazily converging within Chu Zheng's body. The influence caused by the flow of spiritual energy widened, and soon it stirred the spiritual energy within tens of thousands of miles to rush in like a tide.

"My leg, it actually grew back?!"

"What is this divine medicine?!"

Cries of disbelief soon echoed throughout the camp.

Moments later, the area in front of the house where Chu Zheng resided quickly filled with people.

Wan Zhe stood at the doorstep for a long time, wanting to knock but not daring to disturb. Just as he hesitated, Chu Zheng had already opened the door and stepped out.

"This... cousin, what was that secret medicine just now? It's so miraculous!"

"I was half-crippled, yet able to keep my life, thanks to the medicine you bestowed on me, cousin!"

"How could such medicine be used on us? It truly is a wasteful extravagance; it should be reserved for the elders of the tribe!"

The crowd's reaction varied, some beating their chests and lamenting the waste of the divine medicine, while others were full of gratitude, their faces showing the unease of a narrow escape.

"I am Zheng Chu, from beyond the heavens. If you wish, in the future you may honor me as a Dao Lord. Today's rescue was in recognition that we are all part of the human race. If there is a need, offer incense and worship. If I sense it, I will come again."

Before the sound of his voice had faded, Chu Zheng's figure had already vanished into the void, leaving no trace.

The people looked at each other, and inside the once empty stone house, there now stood a divine statue clad in a Taoist robe, its face identical to that of Zheng Chu just moments before.

Next to the statue, a stack of bone books lay.

A witch hurried forward, flipping through the pages. Her eyes suddenly widened with joy, and she exclaimed loudly, "It's a medicine book!"

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Chu Zheng, using the Invisibility Technique, quietly left the camp and hurried to the next.

His journey was merely to repay kindness; he had no intention of deep contact with these people, for the more he mingled, the more the divinity of 'Daoist Venerable Zheng Chu' would fade.

The bone books left beside the divine statue were scrolls about the Alchemy Dao, detailing parts of the essence of healing medicine.

These were things Chu Zheng left for the witches.

With such a vast battlefield, he couldn't cover everything; teaching these witches in advance could save many more lives.

Even with his strong individual power, its effect on the entire surge of beasts was minimal.

It was better to maximize the effect of the recovery panel, as this would have the greatest impact on the battle situation.

Having traveled for a while, Chu Zheng suddenly felt a peculiar sensation.

In the Cangyun Realm far away, his original body experienced a slight change.

After carefully feeling it for a while, Chu Zheng's expression subtly changed.

Just now, his original body had, through the vast starry sea, sensed the existence of the Dongyuan Realm.

The medium wasn't his current incarnation but came from his first Golden Body that had recently formed and received incense.

In that brief moment, incense fire willpower had already begun to form inside the camp.

Like those Golden Body Statues in the Divine Court, once this Golden Body in the Dongyuan Realm accumulates enough incense fire willpower, it could awaken spiritually.

Then, even if this incarnation of Chu Zheng perishes for some reason, his original body would still be able to project magic and perform divine acts across realms through this Golden Body. Continue your journey with empire

Moreover, once his cultivation was high enough, he would be able to directly traverse the cosmos with a single thought, opening a passage between the two realms and arriving in the Dongyuan Realm in an instant.