Peerless Physician

"A feisty one indeed…"

The Second Ancestor laughed lightly as perspiration flowed down his forehead. Even standing took it all from him because of the sickness but that pressure almost caused him to sink into a blank slate.

Fortunately, the pressure wasn't directed at him, nor did the Founder's Legacy Treasure respond to insults at the word level. Otherwise, everything would've been chaotic.

He followed Davis into a lone chamber while Master Deathseeker followed side by side, patting the Second Ancestor's shoulder.

The Second Ancestor grumbled, feeling the weight of the time. Even if his Deathly Madness Sickness was cured, would his blood vitality be restored?

To this question, the Second Ancestor closely looked at Davis, wondering if he could restore his old man's bones as he was said to be capable of many miracles.