Re-Birth Of A Genius. Creator/Destroyer

Smith's deputy left after he got a positive answer from Saint.

He had a relieved expression as he walked out of the door. But as soon as he went, Saint's frustration as burst out. He couldn't take it anymore and destroyed all of the furniture inside his room.

"You sick bastard. How dare you threaten me like this? I will make you payback ten fold for this.  Measly lackey of a fellow subordinates that is beneath me in the ranking is already challenging me, just because I lost one challenge? This shouldn't happen.

I will restore my glory once again and then I will skin you alive."

He spoke to himself as he paced around. His chest is heaving up and down with anger.

He had this pent up frustration that he wanted to take on at someone. But he couldn't. Because at this moment, he needs a cool head and also focus on something that is extremely important.

More important than even healing smith and that is healing himself.

Even though after a couple of days Saint recovered pretty much and looked normal, he is far from normal at this moment.

He sat on the floor and closed his eyes once again as he looked at the insides of his body.

All of his internal organs along with the blood are all infected. He could senses some dense energy coming of all these organs. But it would have been fine if it was just energy. There is some kind of extreme vitality that he could feel from it.

This vitality is clearly not his. It belonged to different organisms and this organism currently made him nothing more than a normal warrior.

That's right. At this moment, he currently lost all of his elemental energy. He cannot use his wood elemental energy and light elemental energy. All that is left is his physical strength.

Even though that still makes him strong, he is known to people not because he is strong. He is known because he can heal. He can heal the worst of the diseases, goriest of the wounds and the vilest of the poisons.

Being strong is nothing more than an added accessory to him. He never needed to use his strength for a long a time. All he had to do is say a word and dozens of powerful people fought on his behalf and all of occurred not because of his strength, because of his skills.

All the reputation he built, all the fawning he experienced and all the arrogance he accumulated came from that ability.

Now his ability was taken away from him. The very basis of his façade was stripped away and without it, he felt like nothing.

After recovering, that is the first thing he noticed. After he realized that he doesn't have his elemental energies anymore, he did everything in his power to examine his own situation.

In fact, even as he waited some of his subordinates are conducting large range of tests. Usually, he would have done those tests all by himself, but the lack of elemental energy doesn't even let him do that.

After a few minutes, he got the results of tests and his face drooped even lower.

"Perform advance levelled tests. If you have to use every healer in the organization just perform these tests, just use them.

I need the tests by tomorrow night."

"Yes, Sir."

He gave out the orders and his subordinates carried out without any resistance or even a hint of confusion or questions.

They just went away.

After they left, Saint just sat in the room For the remaining day he just stayed there waiting for the results and after that he finally fell into despair.

In these two days, he tried many things. He drank all kinds of potions and took in all kinds of pills. But there is no change in his body.

The vitality of whatever organism inside his body is increasing like crazy and he could feel minute but negligible changes within his body. His fingers are occasionally going numb, with his skin losing the sense of touch sometimes.

All of this is making him feel troubled to the extreme.

He knew that something is happening to his body, but he doesn't know what exactly that is.

And the worst part is, he is no willing to let anyone else know about his current situation, even if it costs him his life. It is way too sensitive for him to just bare his weakness like that.

He was confident that in two days, he will be able to find out what's happening to his body and figure out a way to repair it.

But even that didn't go as planned.

He is now lost. On top of all of this shit he has to deal with, in fear of the Deputy's threats, he agreed to treat Smith which is not going to happen anytime soon now.

The Deputy will come the next day and there is no way, this is going to end well, if he didn't do something.

As he thought until that part, he decided to just check up on Smith. Even if he doesn't have his elemental energies, his experience couldn't be taken away from him. He still has enough knowledge about the medicine and healing that he might be able to guide one of his assistants to do something about Smith's condition.

And luckily when he checked up on Smith's condition, he felt relieved.

The centipede that was stuck to the spine is the major problem here and he is sure that as long as he removes that, the ice elemental energy and the poison could be managed.

Even the natural resistance of Smith because of his cultivation would be able to handle it for a few days.

So, as soon as he figured that out, he started a surgery. Of course, his assistant was the one doing most of the healing work, he just used the tools to cut open the flesh and remove the centipede as he dissected its legs one by one with his energy.

He decided to disconnect the connection between the mechanism inside the centipede's body to its legs and remove the legs one by one after that. Which actually worked.

But what he didn't notice is that as soon as he cut a leg of the centipede, he started a discharge of very small amount, that is completely noticeable and negligible has entered the spine. It is very clear and very minute that it is hard to notice even if this guy used observation ability.

It is that minute and negligeable. But not for long.

After he finished the surgery, he left the rest to his assistant to finish the healing process.

"I know you bitches are not skilled in treating elemental energy corrosion, but you can at least reduce it to the minimum.

As for the poison, try to reduce its effects and expel as much as you can. Then tell the Deputy that it is a variant even we haven't seen which is actually true.

Tell him that Smith will be fine and I am still recovering and cannot go through with the rest of the treatment."

"Yes, Sir."

With those words, Saint left.

The next day, the deputy came and took a look at Smith's condition. The net was gone and so did the centipede.

His skin turned back to a complexion closer to normal and the traces of ice elemental energies were reduced a bit.

The assistant told Deputy exactly what Saint wanted him to tell.

"At least he kept his word. Thank him on my behalf and he can except the premium payment from our organization. I will send a business manager and you can tell him what you need as payment. As long as he doesn't go overboard, we will agree without any negotiation."

"Thank you."

"When is he going to wake up?"

"His natural resistance and energy is building up, so he will be up in a while."

"That is great to know. We will leave after he wakes up."

"Please take your time."

With that the assistant left and the Deputy stayed beside Smith. Just like the assistant told him, Smith woke up after a few minutes.

"Smith, are you alright?"

"What happened? Where am I?"

"We are at Saint's place. It seems like someone tried to attack you with some traps. We came here to heal you."

"Traps?" Smith suddenly remembered what happened to him and stood up abruptly in the process, he felt a sharp pain in his spine.

"They did surgery to your spine. So, please be careful. Don't stress yourself too much."

"Did you find out who they are and why they are after me?"

"We don't know yet. But a few days ago, Saint was also attacked. We don't know if it is coincidental or if they are related, but Saint was done very badly. His reputation was destroyed and he is still recovering from the attack."

"Saint is recovering? Who made the best healer in the realms like that?"