CHAPTER 1043: CHAPTER 1043: ANOTHER MARTIAL SAINT!

"Hehe, what you said makes some sense. However, my search for the Golden Bone isn’t solely to enhance my own strength; it has other uses." Xiao Zheng smiled but didn’t elaborate further.

Dugu Baitian nodded and didn’t ask more. He handed the precious research materials given by Xiao Zheng to a trusted subordinate and instructed him to take them directly back to Futu Headquarters.

In the following time, Catherine led a large number of Sky Net personnel across the sea to this place. Under Xiao Zheng’s orders, they began to gather and sort out all useful items from the Demon Shield Bureau.

Meanwhile, the ladies from Yihua Palace took this moment to bid farewell to Xiao Zheng.

Just as Xiao Zheng was about to nod, a remnant soldier from Sky Net rushed in quickly, shouting, "Mr. Xiao, we’ve found General Titan. He’s not dead yet!"

"What?" Xiao Zheng’s eyes suddenly widened, and an indescribable joy surged deep from within his eyes. His body trembled with excitement, and in one step, he was in front of the Sky Net remnant, urging, "Take me there quickly!"

The soldier immediately led Xiao Zheng to a room within the headquarters, where a person lay on a bed. Xiao Zheng looked over and saw that the person was covered in blood and gravely injured; it was indeed Titan!

Xiao Zheng’s body froze there, his mind blanked out a bit, and it was a long while before he came back to his senses. Then he slowly approached the bedside, looking at the comatose Titan.

"You bastard."

Xiao Zheng cursed with a smile.

Tears, however, rolled down unstoppable.

His brother’s revival, the joy of life — what could top such immense happiness?

Even the Evil God could not maintain calmness, crying tears of joy.

Dugu Baitian, along with the people from Yihua Palace, followed closely behind Xiao Zheng into the room. Witnessing Xiao Zheng’s emotional expression, they were touched in their hearts. It was rare, for someone in such a high position to retain a childlike innocence; Xiao Zheng’s character was extraordinary.

Simultaneously, there was a sense of reassurance within them. Undoubtedly, collaborating with someone like him was highly worthwhile; there was no fear of secret betrayals.

Long Qie also rushed into the room upon hearing the news. Seeing Titan, he first laughed loudly, then cried, caught between joy and sorrow.

Xiao Zheng quickly calmed down from his excited state and hurriedly checked on Titan’s condition. He sensed that Titan’s current state seemed very precarious, his life hanging by a thread.

Watching from the side, Long Qie couldn’t help but anxiously ask, "Mr. Xiao, how is Titan’s condition?"

Xiao Zheng’s face at that moment turned extremely grim. Titan’s internal condition was incredibly dire, almost beyond rescue.

Titan must have used a terribly destructive self-explosion technique before; his internal meridians were shattered by the violent Gang Qi, and even his heart veins were about to rupture.

Titan retained his last breath only because he had practiced the Muscle Strengthening Scripture, which greatly fortified his body. Thus, in such grim circumstances, a bit of vitality lingered.

However, this strand of vitality was fragile, like a candle flickering in the wind, likely to be snuffed out by any external changes.

"His condition is very bleak." Xiao Zheng exhaled deeply, determination gradually hardening in his eyes, "But as long as I’m here, he’ll be fine."

After saying that, Xiao Zheng placed his palm on Titan’s chest. Then his Gang Yuan began rotating frantically, a brilliant and dazzling Gang Qi erupted from the Gang Yuan, moving along the meridians to Xiao Zheng’s palm, emitting a radiant golden glow that filled the room with a golden light.

Buzz.

A sound reminiscent of a gently plucked string reverberated through the room. The golden Gang Qi entered Titan’s body in a gentle, slow manner, nourishing every part of his physical structure.

This scene persisted for a full three hours, with beads of sweat the size of soybeans forming on Xiao Zheng’s forehead, and his face turning from initially ruddy to corpse-like pale.

Dugu Baitian frowned and commented, "Is Xiao Zheng risking his life? He’s channeling all of his Gang Qi into Titan’s body, and after exerting himself in the previous battle, he’s nearly exhausted; doing this now is reckless."

Unlike Dugu Baitian, Long Qie lacked such insight, only realizing the peril Xiao Zheng faced after hearing Dugu Baitian’s words. A deep sense of gratitude surged within him; Xiao Zheng’s dedication to his subordinates was unparalleled. Such a leader was worth following with one’s life.

Long Qie intended to stop Xiao Zheng, but his hand, barely lifting, dropped back down because he knew that once Xiao Zheng made a decision, no one could stop him.

Observing this scene, a gleam flashed in the white-clad woman’s eyes, then she approached Xiao Zheng and pressed a hand gently against his back. A faint white light emerged from her pale palm.

This was an exceptionally gentle Gang Qi, serene and calming, slowly flowing into Xiao Zheng’s body.

Buzz.

A faint sound echoed, followed by a sensation in Xiao Zheng’s body akin to a parched land receiving a much-needed rain; his Gang Yuan robustly whirred back to life, accelerating the production of golden Gang Qi several folds.

Xiao Zheng instantly felt revitalized, casting a glance filled with surprise and gratitude at the white-clad woman, before focusing once more on treating Titan.

Dugu Baitian watched with amazement, also sensing a pressure; this white-clad woman, aiding Xiao Zheng by easily channeling Gang Qi to treat Titan, was undoubtedly in the same class as Xiao Zheng.

She was... a Martial Saint!

Judging by her appearance, she seemed to be of their generation, achieving tremendous accomplishments at such a young age, which naturally exerted a tremendous pressure on Dugu Baitian.

Being extremely proud, it was hard for him to endure as Xiao Zheng and this mysterious white-clad woman both exceeded him.

Xiao Zheng and the white-clad woman’s treatment of Titan lasted another hour or so before gradually ceasing.

Xiao Zheng withdrew his palm from Titan’s chest, then stood up. The white-clad woman, like a celestial maiden, gracefully returned to her original position.

"Thank you!" Xiao Zheng deeply bowed to the white-clad woman, his expression intensely solemn.