"Don’t worry, big sister will take care of it soon."
Jun Yaojin’s beautiful face was gentle as she softly comforted a seven- or eight-year-old girl. The child’s thigh had been pierced through by a jet of deadly venomous water. If the limb wasn’t amputated imdiately, the poison would spread to her heart and threaten her life!
Blood trickled from the girl’s lips, her eyes dim and unfocused. Her body collapsed weakly, a pool of blood forming beneath her waist as her life force rapidly declined.
Seeing this, light perspiration ford on Jun Yaojin’s pale forehead. A cluster of erald radiance blossod in her palm, spreading out in gentle ripples and soothing the child’s body. The dark-green toxic blood gradually drained away as the stubborn venom elent sizzled and evaporated, thin wisps of eerie cyan smoke rising upward.
Next, the mangled wound at the girl’s upper thigh began to knit together, closing into fresh skin.
Once she saw the girl’s vital signs stabilize, Jun Yaojin didn’t even have ti to exhale in relief. Around them lay countless other groaning victims—many of them unconscious, unable to utter even a sound.
The massive deck had effectively beco an ergency field hospital. The uninjured sailors hauled out mattresses one after another, arranging them into makeshift beds.
The captain was frantic. The ship had already sent a distress call to the nearest rchant vessels, and they were sailing toward land as fast as possible.
Unfortunately, the nearest ships would need a day and a half to reach them, and docking was impossible in the short term. Many of the wounded wouldn’t survive that long.
Nearby, Lu Jun glanced at Jun Yaojin. She was treating every kind of injury with full focus, her loose clothing unable to hide her voluptuous figure. Bending over emphasized the curve of her hips and the fullness of her chest, and she carried a gentle, maternal warmth.
He found her increasingly difficult to read. She usually behaved carefree and spontaneous, following him boldly after knowing him for scarcely a month. Yet now she displayed a kindness far beyond most Parthenon Mages, healing so many ordinary people with all her strength.
Lu Jun felt a trace of admiration for Jun Yaojin. No matter what, a genuinely kind heart was rarely accompanied by bad character.
"Alright, I’m a Healing Mage too."
In the end, Lu Jun decided to assist. Honestly, even if saving all these people cost one or two hundred million, that was nothing to him now.
More importantly, ignoring suffering when he had the power to help simply wasn’t in his nature—not when there was no danger to himself.
"Healing magic needs constant tempering anyway. Only then can it grow quickly and accelerate the absorption of the Divine Soul’s fundantal energy."
Thinking this, Lu Jun walked to a mortally wounded patient. With a single thought, milky-white star trails floated around him as the Life Source within his body surged forth in a torrent of vitality.
Hum—hum—hum!
At that mont, a sacred radiance burst from Lu Jun’s entire body. Behind him appeared the vague silhouette of a goddess. He looked like a deity of life itself as waves of pure, milky-white energy poured into the collapsed patient.
The middle-aged man’s abdon had been pierced through, but the ghastly wound rapidly stopped bleeding, expelled its toxins, and began to regenerate.
Dark-green fus rose thickly from the injury, and the man’s blood slowly returned from inky green to light red, becoming clean and pure. His torn intestines reford and reattached, tender flesh sprouting rapidly until only a patch of soft, new skin remained on his abdon.
Even his blood-loss-drained pallor flushed with healthy color under the dense life force. Bone marrow produced blood, and every system of his body roared back to full function.
Lu Jun sensed his magic consumption—this single healing had taken almost a quarter of his total mana.
However, his Calamity-grade talent, Life Sovereign, activated on its own, drawing in the free-floating life elents of the world. His Life Magic skyrocketed upward, and within a few breaths, his mana was completely restored—and even seed higher in quality after the tempering of healing.
He was stunned! Truly stunned. His body was practically a celestial vessel—his flesh could remain alive and potent for a hundred years after death. If soone squeezed his blood, it could serve as a healing potion.
While he healed patients nonstop, he simultaneously traced his Summoning Star Map and summoned the rmaid girl.
Although Lu Jun was no longer worried about exposing his dual innate elents—and had even used his Psychic and Space magic earlier, he still needed a convenient cover for the outrageous performance of his Life Elent. The rmaid Holy Spirit’s Sunlight Form was perfect for misdirection.
There was another reason Lu Jun cast magic so freely: during real-world journeys, no one would dig deeply into a person’s identity, and once he left the spotlight of school life, how much fa he still held was questionable.
Many stars rise quickly and fall just as fast, forgotten by the world—far too common.
Splash—!
The rmaid girl appeared draped in a long dress woven of pure white water silk. Life-rich mist surrounded her graceful silhouette, her figure hazy and alluring.
Yet compared to Lu Jun, the two beautiful white-robed "angels"—Jun Yaojin and the rmaid Holy Spirit—were far less eye-catching.
Because Lu Jun was simply too fast... healing speed, that was. With a few swift gestures, each patient recovered within seconds, visibly transforming from half-dead to vigorous and full of life.
Lu Jun continued practicing the Life Elent’s basic spell, Healing Light, and after treating more than a dozen severely injured people, he gradually grasped the art of precise healing.
He realized that brute-forcing every healing to maximum strength, pouring out raw life force, caused unnecessary waste.
For example, for a small wound, Healing Light would still blanket half the patient’s body. Or for a re flesh wound, it would trigger the third-level effect, Internal Organ Restoration, for no reason at all.
Therefore, Lu Jun learned to regulate it. Flesh wounds were treated with Level One Healing Light; tendon and bone injuries required the second Level. This saved a trendous amount of mana.
But later he thought... why bother? He had "infinite firepower." Techniques that mattered to ordinary Healers simply didn’t apply to him. Being straightforward and overwhelming was perfectly fine.
Soon, Lu Jun felt his healing was still too slow. Healing magic could only be cast on one person at a ti, and the basic Life Elent had no true group-healing thod.
He could afford to wait, but many people around him couldn’t. A few seconds’ delay might an the difference between life and death.
Lu Jun had always pursued the best possible outco in anything he did. After a brief mont of thought, he split a sliver of his consciousness and looked into the White Tiger Pendant.
A vast, blood-red marsh churned within it. Two Monarch-level residual souls floated within, along with two or three Commander remnants, more than a dozen Warrior remnants, and dozens of Servant soul fragnts. Together, they ford an ocean of ghostly blue soul light.
Seeing this, Lu Jun didn’t hesitate. He pulled seven Servant soul fragnts and guided them one after another into the milky-white cluster within his spiritual world.
Ssssss—
The Life Stardust absorbed nourishnt from the fragnts. Seven stars swelled, becoming even more crystalline, stirring the entire cloud of stardust to expand. It advanced to Basic-Tier Level Four!
Very quickly, Lu Jun comprehended the Level Four effect, Abundant Vitality. His healing energy output doubled, and he could now condense a milky-white column of light that covered a set radius.
Splash—!
With a single thought, countless white light particles gathered. Holy radiance descended, falling upon the center of several patients. Layers of rippling life light spread out in waves, enveloping them all.
In the next instant, a miraculous scene unfolded. Every severely injured patient covered by the milky-white pillar healed simultaneously, recovering fully in just a few seconds.
Lu Jun was overjoyed. The basic Healing Light Pillar could barely count as group healing, but it worked. Even if it consud half his stardust mana in one go, he hardly lacked mana to begin with.
Hum! Hum! Hum!
Milky-white pillars of light rained down one after another on the deck of the massive ship. Each was more than three ters tall and about one ter in diater. More than a dozen pillars fell together, covering all the critically injured passengers.
The scene turned almost comical. On the neatly lined rows of white mattresses, nearly a hundred severely injured patients suddenly kicked their legs, opened their eyes, and sat bolt upright—like people rising from near death in shock!
Those who understood what was happening were fine, but to anyone unaware, it looked like they had stumbled into a horror zombie movie—hundreds of "corpses" reviving at once!
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