Of course, curing these Martial Artists who had been poisoned in various conflicts had a consequence: it made offending people extremely easy.
But this was precisely the effect Zou Feng wanted.
At present, the heavyweights on his List of Gods were growing in both number and caliber.
After all, once he advanced to the Gang Qi Realm and continued to practice his Cultivation Skill, heavyweights from the Inner Qi Realm would be all but useless.
They would basically croak after a single session.
Only fellow heavyweights from the Gang Qi Realm could carry the weight for him.
However, before he drained these heavyweights dry with his cultivation, Zou Feng couldn't afford to be careless, so he changed his residence from time to time.
"Doctor Zou, I feel… like there's still some poison left… Why don't you come touch me again…"
'Is she getting addicted to this?'
Zou Feng's smile didn't falter. He remained where he stood and asked, "May I ask, what about the fee?"
