Extraordinary Soldier King in the City

Chapter 1877 - 1873: Collapsed from Exhaustion

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Seeing this, the Devouring Sky Python couldn’t bear it and quickly advised, "Lord, why don’t you take a break for a while? This can’t be rushed. Look at your complexion now; you already look very unwell!"

"No problem. Since this method works, let’s speed up and try to heal your injuries overnight tonight!"

Chen Feng waved his hand casually and said.

"Is time really so tight? Do you have to recover the injuries overnight tonight?"

The Devouring Sky Python asked in confusion.

"Yes, I sense it. The Yan Hall will soon send people again. By then, all the peak combat power of the Chen Family must be in the best condition, otherwise, we won’t be able to withstand the Yan Hall!"

Chen Feng nodded and said solemnly.

"Alright, but my Lord, you really don’t look well, and I’m worried your body won’t hold up. Even though you have the Tianqi Holy Pearl continuously helping you recover, every time True Qi just recovers, it’s drawn from your Dantian again, which is still somewhat harmful to you!"

The Devouring Sky Python said worriedly.

"No worries, I can still endure it now. If I truly reach my limit, I will stop to rest for a bit. You don’t need to worry about me. Your main task now is to focus and adjust your state to the best so you can better absorb the Healing Energy and recover your whole body’s injuries. As for the rest, don’t worry; I have it covered!"

Chen Feng waved and said.

"Alright, but my Lord, if you really can’t take it, you must stop. Don’t wait for my injuries to be all healed, and then you collapse. To the Chen Family, you are the true pillar!"

The Devouring Sky Python advised.

"Mm, don’t worry, I got it!"

Chen Feng nodded.

Seeing this.

The Devouring Sky Python finally closed its eyes and continued to absorb the blue-purple Healing Energy released by the Tianqi Holy Pearl.

Meanwhile, Chen Feng continuously replenished his True Qi and then delivered it to the Tianqi Holy Pearl.

Coordinating with the Tianqi Holy Pearl, the efficiency was quite high.

In this way, nearly six or seven more hours passed.

At this moment, it was already three in the morning.

From the start of the treatment until now, nearly twelve hours had passed.

Chen Feng’s physical strength was almost completely exhausted.

He had never been this tired before.

In the past, even when fighting, at most he only had to replenish True Qi a few times.

Either he’d defeat the enemy or call for the old Taoist or Devouring Sky Python for help, never having fought such a prolonged battle as today.

Today truly pushed his endurance to the limit.

Constantly recovering True Qi, constantly depleting True Qi.

Chen Feng’s Dantian could barely take it.

After all, neither the body nor the Dantian can withstand such high-frequency consumption.

Luckily, Chen Feng’s physical constitution was quite strong.

So at the moment, he just felt weak all over, waves of fatigue.

Luckily, there were no obvious injuries.

After delivering the last bit of True Qi to the Tianqi Holy Pearl.

Chen Feng collapsed to the ground uncontrollably, utterly exhausted.

"Thud!"

Upon hearing the sound of Chen Feng collapsing, the Devouring Sky Python quickly opened its eyes and rushed over, concerned, "Lord, are you alright?"

"I’m fine!"

Chen Feng weakly waved his hand, then looked at the Devouring Sky Python and asked, "How’s your injury recovery? Is it above eighty percent?"

"It’s almost there. I’m sure it’s at least eighty percent!"

The Devouring Sky Python assessed its condition and nodded.

"That’s good, it proves our efforts during this time weren’t in vain. Wait for me to rest a while, once I recover some stamina, I’ll continue helping you recover. We’ll try to get your injuries to peak condition tonight!"

Chen Feng said weakly.

"Lord, if you keep going like this, I’m worried your body won’t hold up. Perhaps you should rest first!"

The Devouring Sky Python said with some concern.

"No need, I think I still can. The priority now is to get your injuries healed quickly; the rest isn’t that crucial. Even if I collapse from exhaustion, there’s always the Tianqi Holy Pearl, so you don’t need to worry too much about my condition!"

Chen Feng waved his hand and smiled.

"But your face is so pale and tired now. If you force yourself any more, I’m afraid it might damage your foundation. If that causes you never to break through to a higher Realm, I would truly be guilty!"

The Devouring Sky Python said with some worry.

"It’s alright, I know my limits. Let me rest for ten minutes and after that, we’ll continue!"

Chen Feng waved his hand and said.

Then, he lay directly on the ground, eyes closed, and fell into a sleep.

Clearly, these successive hours of constantly depleting his True Qi, then replenishing it, then depleting it again.

Had left him too exhausted, too tired to even want to move.

There was no other way.

For the sake of the Chen Family, to resist the Yan Hall, Chen Feng had given it his all.

He had no choice in the matter; all he could do was fight with all his might.

This was exactly why Chen Feng could make it this far.

He had no shortcuts to take; he always gambled with his life.

And because of this.

Chen Feng’s resolve was far sturdier than the average person. No difficulty could crush his spirit.

No matter how dangerous the situation, he could always face it optimistically.

Take the present, for instance.

The Yan Hall, a top-tier power in the Ancient Martial World, planned to use the full force of its Sect to attack the Chen Family.

For an ordinary person, they’d likely already be too worried to eat or sleep.

After all, the Chen Family was just a mere small third-rate family.

Yet Chen Feng had full confidence in leading the Chen Family to counter the Yan Hall, even replacing the Yan Hall’s status.

This confidence was not something the average person could possess.

And it was precisely Chen Feng’s past experiences that forged his steel-like will.

He was never willing to concede easily; when facing difficulties, even if it meant a bloody head, he persisted.

In his dictionary, the word "retreat" was never an option.

Looking at the sleeping Chen Feng.

A trace of compassion flickered in the Devouring Sky Python’s eyes.

Then, it enlarged its body, laying beside Chen Feng, so it could block the wind for him.

After all, it was already three in the morning, and the cold wind was quite chilly; an ordinary person’s body certainly couldn’t withstand it.

In his weak state, catching a cold or getting a chill would not be good.

And so it was.

Chen Feng said he’d rest for ten minutes, but ended up sleeping until seven in the morning.

This sleep lasted for a full four hours.