Chapter 2

Liu Yi now really felt like crying but couldn't shed a tear. He had been transported to the Three Kingdoms era for no reason, thus bidding farewell to the internet, porn, and actresses like Sola Aoi, Rion, and Yui Hatano. The most heartbreaking part was that he would forever say goodbye to those celebrities and young girls with whom he had fleeting romantic encounters, and to the six-digit savings he had painstakingly accumulated for marriage. It was truly heart-wrenching!

This was not all; his body was also injured. Damn, it was just a fall down a well, yet he ended up with a body full of knife wounds. It was really like encountering a ghost!

Is time travel fun? Not at all. Damn it, this was a chaotic era of war and turmoil. Even if he wasn't injured, how could he survive in such a chaotic world? He was just a lowly soldier, always at risk of dying on the battlefield. As a minor martial artist, he knew a bit of martial arts, but compared to the numerous mighty warriors of the Three Kingdoms, he was nothing. If he accidentally encountered a top-tier warrior, no, even a second or third-tier warrior, his head would probably be chopped off in an instant...

After lamenting for a while, Liu Yi realized a very serious and realistic problem: he might become the shortest-lived time traveler in history.

Who said what just now? The doctors said he was beyond saving? Thinking about this, Liu Yi suddenly felt a chill. Was he really beyond saving? Were his injuries really that severe?

Liu Yi quickly sorted through the memories of this body to understand what had happened. It turned out that this person had been injured in the final battle against the Yellow Turbans, with several cuts on his body. After the battle, he was sent to Luoyang with the wounded soldiers, awaiting the imperial rewards.

However, in the late Eastern Han dynasty, medical conditions were extremely poor. Many people died from minor injuries or illnesses. The same was true in the army. Liu Bei's volunteer army had no military doctors, and the soldiers only knew basic bandaging. To get treatment, they had to find doctors.

But Luoyang was not just where Liu Bei's volunteer army was fighting; there were other volunteer armies and regular imperial troops. The civilian doctors had already been recruited by the major forces to treat their wounded soldiers, so Liu Bei's volunteer army couldn't find doctors to treat their wounded soldiers immediately.

The injuries he had weren't in vital areas, but due to the lack of timely treatment, they had worsened into a serious condition, leaving him on the brink of death. When the doctors finally arrived, they shook their heads, indicating that he was beyond saving. Along with Liu Yi, over a dozen severely wounded soldiers were considered beyond saving and were placed in a military tent, waiting to die and be buried or cremated.

In the less than a month they were waiting for the imperial rewards, several severely wounded soldiers had already been carried out. Now, only seven people, including Liu Yi, were still breathing in the tent.

These seven people, including Liu Yi, were abandoned and would no longer receive medical treatment.

Liu Yi finally understood why he was so injured and felt a great relief.

As a person from two thousand years in the future, he knew how to treat some external injuries.

In his previous life, Liu Yi was an orphan who had learned some martial arts and herbal medicine from an old Taoist in the mountains. Not only that, he had also learned acupuncture from the old Taoist for several years. However, the old Taoist had said that acupuncture needed to be combined with internal energy to be truly effective. Without internal energy, the effect would be minimal. The silver needles could only guide the internal energy, and the true healing power came from the internal energy.

Was internal energy really that useful? Liu Yi didn't understand at the time. Before he became a minor martial artist, the old Taoist had given him a secret manual called the "Yuan Yang Divine Skill," telling him to practice diligently, as it could help him cultivate internal energy. If he could cultivate internal energy in the future, he could achieve immediate results when using acupuncture to treat people.

Unfortunately, Liu Yi never managed to cultivate it. Otherwise, he would have really wanted to try using silver needles to treat himself and see if he could recover faster.

The "Yuan Yang Divine Skill"? Liu Yi's heart skipped a beat, almost forgetting about it. Damn, he had been lazy and never practiced it, so he never cultivated the internal energy the old Taoist had mentioned. Sigh, it was true that one only regrets being lazy when it's too late. If he had practiced diligently in the past, he might have cultivated internal energy, which could have been useful in this Three Kingdoms era. If he had cultivated the "Yuan Yang Divine Skill," he might have become a general or at least a military doctor, instead of a lowly soldier who always had to charge first and die quickly.

Should he start practicing now? Would it be in time? Could he cultivate internal energy?

Liu Yi thought about it and tried to sit up, but as soon as he moved, he felt a sharp pain. Damn, his wounds hadn't even been stitched, and any movement would pull at them, causing intense pain. How could this be? This guy had been injured for a long time, yet his wounds hadn't even been treated properly. The medical conditions in this era were really backward!

Liu Yi noticed that many of his wounds had started to fester and emit a foul odor. His body was so weak that even taking a deep breath caused him intense pain. He couldn't even sit up, so he decided to wait until morning to ask for help to treat his wounds.

But the wait for dawn was long, and Liu Yi slowly lost consciousness, unable to stay alert.

In a daze, Liu Yi began to silently recite the "Yuan Yang Divine Skill" mantra.

After an unknown amount of time, Liu Yi felt something in his chest start to heat up, getting hotter and hotter, as if it would burn through his chest. Just as he was about to be overwhelmed by the heat, there was a sudden burst, and a wave of scorching heat surged from his chest.

This scorching heat seemed to have a life of its own, entering his body through the Zhongshu point in his chest and instantly spreading through his entire body, finally gathering in the Dantian point below. As it gathered, more and more heat accumulated, as if it would burst the Dantian point.

The thing in his chest kept producing scorching heat, which kept flowing into his body and gathering in the Dantian point. Just as the heat in the Dantian point was about to reach its limit, Liu Yi's body shook, and the gathered heat suddenly dispersed, rushing through his limbs and bones, then splitting into countless tiny streams of energy that circulated within his body.

The scorching heat circulated through Liu Yi's unopened meridians and acupoints, causing him immense pain, similar to the pain of losing one's virginity. The pain from his external injuries made it even worse, almost causing him to pass out.

However, the pain also made him regain consciousness, and he felt a mix of surprise and joy. He was following the "Yuan Yang Divine Skill" method to circulate the scorching heat. Could this scorching heat be the internal energy the old Taoist had mentioned? Had he, by chance, cultivated the "Yuan Yang Divine Skill" in this life?

The thought of possibly cultivating the "Yuan Yang Divine Skill" made Liu Yi both pained and elated. He almost groaned aloud.

After a long time, Liu Yi noticed that the thing in his chest that produced the scorching heat was cooling down, and the heat was becoming intermittent until it stopped. Liu Yi didn't understand why, but he continued to recite the "Yuan Yang Divine Skill" mantra. He found that the scorching heat in his body didn't disappear with the cooling of the thing in his chest but formed a fine line of energy that could circulate within his body according to his will.

What was the thing in his chest that produced the scorching heat? Liu Yi was curious and used the "Yuan Yang Divine Skill" method to gather the fine lines of energy into various acupoints in his body.

After finishing his practice, Liu Yi, suppressing his excitement at cultivating the "Yuan Yang Divine Skill," took a deep breath and reached into his chest. He felt a cool, metallic object and pulled it out. When he saw what it was, his mind went blank, and he was unsure whether to be surprised, astonished, or delighted.

In his hand was a small, delicate, light blue cell phone, seemingly the small solar-powered phone he had found for the female lead.

Damn, what was this? His soul traveling through time was already incredible, but his soul was just a soul, not a physical object. How could this phone have traveled with him? Could this phone be the legendary magical phone that brought his soul to the Three Kingdoms era?

This was a solar-powered phone! Heaven! It had appeared in the Three Kingdoms era.

Liu Yi was stunned...

He decided to make a call to see if it worked. He wanted to call his mistress, but the phone was out of power.

Could a solar-powered phone run out of power? Liu Yi tried again, and it was indeed out of power.

Suddenly, he heard footsteps outside the tent and realized he had to hide the phone. He quickly stuffed it back into his chest.

Just as he hid the phone, the tent door was suddenly pulled open, and a beam of light entered. It was morning.

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