Miracle Doctor Daddy

As Lachlan spoke, he placed his hand on Adele’s back and began to use the Dragon’s Energy Primordial Technique on her.

Adele was initially startled, feeling Lachlan’s hand on her body, and wondered what he was up to. But then she thought, in order to survive, she had already offered to become his companion. Whatever he wanted to do, let him do it! But considering her severe injuries, was this really appropriate?

However, her expression soon turned to one of astonishment. She felt a pure life energy flowing into her body, activating her innate vitality. The two energies merged and immediately began to heal her near-fatal injuries.

Adele’s eyes sparkled with surprise and joy. In just a few minutes, she felt herself pulled back from the brink of death. Although still severely injured, she was no longer at risk of dying. At this rate, she estimated that in half an hour, her injuries would be partially healed, perhaps even enough to continue fighting.

Lachlan’s healing technique amazed Adele. No wonder he always claimed that as long as she couldn’t kill him, he could outlast her. With such powerful healing abilities, he was practically indestructible!

As Adele enjoyed the comfort of Lachlan’s treatment, his hand suddenly left her body, leaving her feeling an inexplicable sense of loss and longing.

“You… continue? I’m not fully healed yet,” the usually composed and ethereal fairy said with a hint of reluctance, looking at Lachlan as if pleading.

Lachlan rolled his eyes and replied irritably, “Continue what? Do you think I’m going to completely heal you? As long as you don’t die, that’s enough! If I heal you completely, you’ll just continue fighting me.”

The Fire God Sword and Immortal Grade Golden Bell still bore Adele’s soul imprints. If she were fully healed, she might reclaim them and resume their battle. His divine body technique was still in its cooldown period; if that happened, he’d be the one running away.

“I’m not that foolish!” Lachlan added.

“You…” Adele’s expression froze at his words. She glanced at him with a mix of speechlessness and resentment, mocking him, “You really are clever!”

“Not bad! Enough talk, get on with it!” Lachlan nodded and urged impatiently.

Gritting her teeth with a mix of reluctance and frustration, Adele removed her soul imprints from the Fire God Sword and Immortal Grade Golden Bell. Lachlan stored them in his wrist space with satisfaction and smiled at Adele. “Smart choice! Next time you see me, drop that arrogant act or I’ll beat you every time!”

With that, Lachlan took out the Fire God Sword and tried to channel his energy into it for flight. However, his awkward attempts lacked the grace and beauty of Adele’s sword-flying technique, making him look like he could fall at any moment.

Watching him leave, Adele sat there grinding her teeth. She wasn’t sure whether to hate or thank Lachlan-for nearly killing her or for sparing her life? Her feelings towards him were conflicted. One thing was certain: she decided not to trouble him again in the future.

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The next day, Lachlan accompanied Gerard and a few of his men in a carriage heading towards the Merton mountain range. This range was called Myriad Mountain; its peaks weren’t sharp or steep but rather resembled oval-shaped huts, hence the name.

In the carriage, Gerard shared what he had heard about an ancient tomb in the area with Lachlan. According to Gerard, this tomb was over three thousand years old, dating back to the Shang-Zhou period and possibly belonging to Spike Keller.

“Spike Keller’s tomb? Haha, aren’t there several supposed tombs of Spike Keller?” Lachlan laughed dismissively.

Spike Keller was a legendary figure in Priocia’s history. Several tombs had been discovered over the years claiming to be his, but their authenticity remained uncertain.

“My friend from the Mountain Moving Sect believes this one might be genuine because it supposedly contains a Fortune-Altering Divine Object. This artifact is said to be incredibly powerful, capable of influencing the fate of nations. It was rumored that Spike Keller used it to overthrow the Shang dynasty and help establish the Zhou dynasty. If this artifact is indeed inside, then this must be Spike Keller’s true tomb. Such an item would be priceless. No one would sell it for any amount of money,” Gerard said with fervent eyes.

“A Fortune-Altering Divine Object? Interesting!” Lachlan raised an eyebrow, intrigued. Though intangible, he knew luck and fate were real forces. If such an artifact existed, he certainly wanted it. But for now, his priority was keeping Gerard safe.

Lachlan could still see the ominous blood-red aura around Gerard’s head, indicating impending disaster.