Chapter 688: Chaotic Spiritual World (1/2)
After Leon spoke, the ladies immediately flashed him a glance before Duna sarcastically said, ”Of course you would know that. You're a living example yourself.”
”Ahem!” Leon nearly choked on his own saliva before he coughed awkwardly and asked with a helpless look, ”You really going to do me like that in front of senior here?”
”Am I wrong?” Duna gazed back at him defiantly.
”Well, yes, but actually no.”
Leon stated.
He might have spent intimate moments with his women on multiple occasions, but he has not impregnated anyone with his seed yet.
”Hohoho…” the One-Eyed Venerable Shaman chuckled softly.
Shortly after, they reached Venerable Shaman Daal's abode of healing before an intense stench of medicine could be smelt—even before they stepped inside the building.
Nevertheless, Leon was immune to such a smell and did not find any problem with it as not a single change could be seen on his face.
On the other hand, Aria and Darlene's expressions crumpled slightly into frowns before they covered their noses.
”Ah, One Eye. You're back,” Venerable Shaman Daal quickly greeted as soon as the group stepped into the abode before his eyes shifted to the others, ”And who might these people be?”
”Allow me to introduce,” the One-Eyed Venerable Shaman stated.
Following his words, the One-Eyed Venerable Shaman quickly introduced both sides to each other before stating his purpose, ”As I just mentioned, Young Master Leonhardt here is a Divine Doctor. I brought him over to have a look at Baskara.”
”Oh? That Divine Doctor?”
Venerable Shaman Daal slightly gasped with surprise before he gave Leon a careful study from top to bottom.
”I've heard much about you, Young Master Leonhardt. A young man of your caliber has already reached a realm in medicine that this old man can only look up to and admire. I look forward to learning much from you,” Venerable Shaman Daal spoke humbly.
”You're too polite, senior. You are my senior, and thus, it is I who should be looking forward to learning from you,” Leon replied back with courtesy.
”Hahaha, nonsense. No need to comfort this old man,” Venerable Shaman Daal chuckled and said, ”This old man knows what he is capable of, and it certainly doesn't include the ability to treat Demonic Possessions. You've spoken top humbly, Young Master Leonhardt.”
”Alright, let us cut the small talk short,” the One-Eyed Venerable Shaman shortly interjected and stated objectively, ”We do not have a lot of time. Please let Young Master Leonhardt take a look at Baskara boya, Daal.”
”Fine, fine. There'll be plenty of chances for us to talk in the future,” Venerable Shaman promptly stepped aside, making way for Leon to pass through towards Baskara's resting room.
Inside the room, Leon quickly discovered that the original chief of the Crimsonfog Tribe was not alone as the person was seen lying on the bed, unconscious, with several women gathered around.
'These are mostly his women—if not wives,' Leon silently assumed.
As soon as Leon stepped into the room, the women all shifted their gazes over and studied Leon curiously at the same time.
However, not all of them were Baskara's women.
At the very least, Sonia was not one of them. She was simply one of Baskara's confidantes and subordinates.
As she studied Leon's countenance with equal curiosity, her gaze suddenly paused on Darlene's figure before envy blossomed in her heart.
They appeared to be of similar age, but their statuses were vastly different, like the sun and moon or heaven and earth.
Even if she was ignorant to cultivation, she could feel power dwelling in Darlene's slim body.
The discovery puzzled her.
”This is Young Master Leonhardt, the Divine Doctor. Please vacate the room and give Young Master Leonhardt peace, free of distractions, to perform his diagnosis and treatment,” Venerable Shaman Daal stated.
The women in the room quickly gasped with pleasant surprise as their eyes flickered with reignited hope.
Nevertheless, they did not forget to comply and promptly left the room as requested.
”We're counting on you, Young Master Leonhardt,” one of the women curtsied politely on her way out.
While the women left, Venerable Shaman Daal remained in the room shamelessly to observe Leon's methods—not that it bothered Leon anyway.
Duna, Aria, and Darlene stood close to guard after Leon arrived beside Baskara's bed and swept out his divine sense for a quick diagnosis.
Very quickly, Leon began mentally ticking off points on his checklist.
Apart from burns on the surface of Baskara's back and head that turned into nasty-looking scars, there were no other injuries found apart from much older battle scars.
The body was in good shape, and so were the internal organs—most important, the brain was undamaged.
Baskara's head rested on a specifically designed pillow to hold his head in place without pressing on his burned areas, allowing it air to breathe and swifter healing process.