The Medallion novel Chapter 1669

In terms of fame and popularity, Rocky was severely outclassed by the other eight Godly Geniuses. They were leaps and bounds beyond him.

But still, his confidence never wavered. He knew he had to make up for his lack of popularity with his performance. After all, the true duty of a Godly Genius was to assist their leader.

Everyone had their eyes on each of the nine's performance. However, no one expected that one would quickly stand out among the rest. In only half a month, he was already the most famous Godly Genius thanks to his prowess and sheer talent.

The Godly Genius was Israel Mo from the Primitive Fief, the second most powerful among the nine fiefs.

Even before being crowned as a Godly Genius, Israel displayed unrivaled strength and skill. His name echoed all throughout the nine fiefs as a powerful warrior at the Emperor Realm. After becoming a Godly Genius, he was tasked to lead the fight for the Primitive Fief.

Just a few days ago, the vanguard led by Israel attacked a city in the Purgatory Fief and killed the major general in charge of defending it. As a result of achieving such a feat, his name spread even more like wildfire, and his divine power greatly increased.

The other Godly Geniuses didn't let him hog all the attention. After seeing what he had done, they each displayed their own strength that was matched only by a handful. Their divine power increased too, not willing to be overshadowed by their peer.

However, as the Godly Genius of the Ghost Fief, Rocky didn't make an effort to showcase his strength or to become famous.

This made everyone watching speculate if the Godly Genius of the Ghost Fief would be the weakest of the nine. The doubts spread quickly and reached Gilbert's ears in no time. Hearing this, he grew restless and anxious.

To help ease his troubled mind, Gilbert ordered his men to summon Rocky.

"How's the progress of your cultivation of the divine power recently?" Gilbert went straight to the point.

"There is not much progress," Rocky answered frankly.

"Is it possible that learning medical skills doesn't help with cultivating the divine power?" Gilbert asked in a worried tone.

"I'm afraid that's not the case. Medical skills need to be mastered step by step in order to be successful. At this rate, I'm still far from reach the level of my master," Rocky explained.

"Although it is true that the cultivation of the divine power can't be rushed, the other Godly Geniuses have all made too much progress to be ignored. I hope you can also do the same. Why don't you follow my arrangements to cultivate?" Gilbert said in a euphemistic tone. He was not satisfied with Rocky's progress.

"Leader, don't worry. I will catch up with other Godly Geniuses in a month," Rocky promised him with much confidence in his voice.

"If you say so, then I'll give you a month. If you still haven't progressed by then, you'll have to cultivate according to my method," Gilbert said after thinking for a while.

"Okay, but if I make it, please don't interfere with my cultivation in the future." Rocky also put forward a condition of his own.

"Okay," Gilbert nodded in agreement.

After shaking on the agreement, Rocky left the meeting hall and made his way back to the Ghost Palace.

"Did the leader ask you about your progress in cultivating the divine power again?" Esteban asked as soon as he saw Rocky come back.

"Then go and come back early." Esteban didn't say anything else. After telling Rocky the location of the slum in the Ghost Capital, he went straight to continue his research.

Before embarking, Rocky made a stop at the pharmacy to prepare some medicinal materials he'd use for treatment. After carefully wrapping them up, he put the medicine into a small bamboo basket. He then changed his appearance, picked up the basket, and made his way towards the slum.

Since Rocky was already the Godly Genius of the Ghost Capital, he knew that people would easily recognize him at a glance. He decided to disguise himself as another man to avoid any unnecessary trouble.

After leaving the leader's mansion, he went to the northernmost end of the Ghost Capital, where the poor people lived.

The center of the Ghost Capital was bustling with people, and tall, magnificent buildings reached the sky above. However, the farther north he walked, the more gloomy the city grew. The towering buildings were slowly replaced by makeshift houses cramped right next to each other. Members of the Shura Race dressed in ragged clothes littered the streets.

At the northern end, the makeshift houses disappeared and were replaced by shabby tents filled with weak and sickly people. Many of them were children and the elderly.

"I didn't expect that there would be such a miserable place in the Ghost Capital. I wonder what the leader will think when he sees it. Or maybe he already knows." Rocky sighed.

Since there were so many people living in the slum, it was simply impossible for Rocky to treat them all. He decided to cure those who needed medical attention the most.

Just as Rocky was deciding whom he should treat first, he heard a child's cry nearby. Sorrow and pity filled his heart when he heard this.

Unable to control his feelings, he immediately walked over to see what was going on.