The Art of Chaotic Divinity

Chapter 10: Extraordinary Medical Skills!

After a prolonged moment of contemplation, Ling Feng raised his gaze and addressed Duanmu Qingshan, "Master, I've now grasped the basic components of the Qi-Transforming Ice-Fire Wine and how it can be refined."

"What did you say?"

Duanmu Qingshan turned abruptly. He had spent ten years attempting to refine his "Qi-Transforming Ice-Fire Wine," but had yet to succeed.

But in less than half an hour, Ling Feng had comprehended what he had attempted for a decade!

What level has medical expertise reached in the outside world during the more than ten years Duanmu has been confined to Little Bamboo Peak?

The young lad surprisingly possessed such profound medical skills.

"If we incorporate the Ratberry Fruit[1], it can neutralize the medicinal properties of the Ice Spirit Flower and the Fiery Sun Fruit in your 'Qi-Transforming Ice-Fire Wine.' Gradually, it can dispel the hidden injuries within your dantian."

Ling Feng said slowly.

Duanmu Qingshan's astonishment deepened as he listened.

With just a whiff and a sip, he could discern that the crucial ingredients in the Qi-Transforming Ice-Fire Wine were the Ice Spirit Flower and the Fiery Sun Fruit. Who exactly is this young man?

His medical skills had surpassed those of ordinary physicians, making him anything but an ordinary Daoist, much like myself!

Ordinary physicians can only treat common folks, at most dealing with martial practitioners in the Body Refinement Realm and Qi Formation Realm.

However, a Daoist healer can treat even monarchs who wield imperial authority over empires, peak leaders, influential figures from noble families, or anyone who has suffered severe injuries.

How can this teenager, at the mere age of fifteen, possess such advanced medical skills?

"Is it really the Ratberry Fruit?" Duanmu Qingshan shook his head with a wry smile. "I've always treated this low-grade herb as mere weeds!"

"Just add Ratberry Fruit to your Qi-Transforming Ice-Fire Wine to dispel the hidden injuries in your body. It will take about three years, but..." Ling Feng's expression turned serious; it was his habit to be intensely focused whenever he diagnosed someone.

"But what?"

"Your injuries have been suppressed within your dantian, causing disruptions in the meridians when the chaotic energy erupts, ultimately harming your internal organs," Ling Feng furrowed his brow. "May I examine your pulse?"

"Go ahead." As a Daoist physician, Duanmu Qingshan understood that although observation and questioning could diagnose conditions, the most effective way to fully grasp a patient's situation was through pulse examination.

Feeling the vigorous and steady pulse beneath his touch, Ling Feng couldn't help but be surprised.

For an elder who had endured hidden injuries for over a decade, possessing such a vigorous pulse was a testament to Duanmu Qingshan's extraordinary cultivation.

After a moment, Ling Feng furrowed his brow and said slowly, "Such terrifying destructive force!"

Ling Feng found it difficult to comprehend how someone could endure such internal injuries within their dantian for over a decade!

Even with the improved "Qi-Transforming Ice-Fire Wine," it might be challenging to restore Duanmu Qingshan's dantian; at most, it could extend his life.

"Hmph, when the former leader of the Wenxian Sect personally intervened, his strength was naturally overwhelming!" Duanmu Qingshan snorted with a hint of resentment in his tone.

"Former sect leader?"

"Yes, but he gained nothing. I was the one who got injured, and he ended up dead!"

"..." Lines of awe appeared on Ling Feng's forehead as he processed Duanmu Qingshan's revelation about confronting the previous sect leader.

Duanmu Qingshan defeated the former leader of the Wenxian Sect!

No wonder all the peak leaders of the Wenxian Sect harbor such strong resentment toward Duanmu Qingshan...

I've found an exceptional master!

"Why, frightened now that you've heard I killed the former leader of Wenxian Sect?" Duanmu Qingshan chuckled.

"What's there to be afraid of?" Ling Feng raised an eyebrow. "Even if I claimed to be scared now, would Yang Wei and his people spare me?"

"You've got courage!" Duanmu Qingshan praised Ling Feng. Most people would have been scared off and immediately distanced themselves from him.

"Keep explaining your condition." Ling Feng gazed into Duanmu Qingshan's eyes. "I can treat your injuries!"

"Oh?" Duanmu Qingshan was somewhat surprised. Even he found it challenging to deal with such injuries. This young man dared to assert confidently that he could heal them?

"From what I know, under the heavens, there's only one acupuncture technique that can dissolve the hidden injuries within me," Duanmu Qingshan said slowly. "It's The Profound Art of Acupuncture and Moxibustion, created by the renowned medical saint Ling Hanyang twenty years ago. Unfortunately, Ling Hanyang has long since transcended the mortal realm."

Expressing his regret, Duanmu Qingshan sighed, raised the wine flask and took another sip.

"Ling Hanyang is my grandfather," Ling Feng said calmly as he retrieved a packet of golden needles from his pocket.

Thud!

The sound of the wine flask hitting the ground echoed.

Duanmu Qingshan was stunned, looking at Ling Feng in disbelief. "You... what did you say?"

"Lin Hanyang is my grandfather," Ling Feng repeated slowly.

"The Medical Saint Lin Hanyang is your grandfather!" Duanmu Qingshan's face was filled with shock, losing any semblance of the demeanor of a senior expert. Even his hands trembled with excitement.

"No wonder, no wonder! Hahaha, the grandson of the Medical Saint, you're actually the grandson of the Medical Saint!"

"I can employ the Profound Art of Acupuncture and Moxibustion to seal the hidden injury within you. However, given my current skill level, I cannot directly dissolve it through acupuncture. This hidden injury has been suppressed in your body for an extended period. To completely eliminate it, we need not only acupuncture but also additional medicinal herbs as a support to thoroughly resolve the hidden injury."

Duanmu Qingshan gradually calmed down and asked in a serious tone, "What medicinal herbs do you need?"

"Those used in preparing the Qi-Transforming Ice-Fire Wine. Additionally, there are a few others, including Dame's Rocket, Rice Paddy Herb, Flying Needle Herb... and, of course, the most crucial one is the dew from the Stone Marrow Flower."

Ling Feng's rapid succession of words left Duanmu Qingshan bewildered.

He hadn't given any thought to using these herbs. His cheeks reddened, acknowledging that despite considering himself a skilled physician, compared to Ling Feng, he appeared like a novice in the presence of an expert.

After a considerable time, Duanmu Qingshan eventually regained composure and spoke in a solemn tone, "I possess all the required herbs here. You will stay at Little Bamboo Peak from now on. Do not venture outside without my order."

"From this day forward, you shall be my disciple. Anyone who dares to harm you will have to answer to me!"

"Uh..." Ling Feng hesitated, then expressed his gratitude with a respectful bow, "Thank you, Master!"

......

At the summit of Feixing Peak, a grand hall gleamed in golden splendor.

"What did you say?"

Seated on the peak leader's throne, a man with a long beard delivered a forceful blow, shattering the armrest of the grand throne with a resounding crack.

The bearded man was none other than Yang Wei, the peak leader of Feixing Peak!

In front of him knelt five bruised youths, trembling with fear—none other than Ren Yifei and his companions.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible! He was merely at the first level of Qi Formation. Within a few days, he ascended to the third level, defeating even a martial artist at the fourth level of Qi Formation?" Yang Wei's countenance remained as cold as water, anger flickering in his eyes.

"M... Master, I wouldn't dare deceive you, even if I had the courage of a bear and the gall of a leopard!" Ren Yifei pointed to the scars on his face. "Look, these are all from Ling Feng. He... His strength may not be outstanding, but he's incredibly elusive!"

"Yes, that kid is really elusive! He knows our Jia family's unique skills, and he's proficient in Senior Ren's Cloud-Chasing Steps. Moreover... he has a peculiar needle technique. When he pierced my acupoint, I immediately felt paralyzed and couldn't move!" Jia Ping quickly added.

"Hmph! Just some common martial skills. Only at the third level of the Qi Formation Realm, and he thinks he can stir up trouble? Go, summon your Senior Brother Shi Tailong. Tomorrow, I'll have him pay a visit!"

"Understood! Understood!" Ren Yifei nodded hastily and stumbled out of the grand hall.

1. fictional recovery medicine/potion ☜

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