Chapter 24

Wei Changfeng keenly noticed the change in Ouyang Feng's expression and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Wei Changfeng had been taking a gamble, betting that this "Mad Elder" was not truly insane but still had his wits and could be reasoned with. That was why he had taken the risk.

His confidence came from careful observation. The copyist disciple he had encountered earlier on the lower level, though looking pitiful, was not seriously injured, indicating that Ouyang Feng could control the severity of his attacks.

Of course, if he couldn't explain himself now, Wei Changfeng had no doubt that this Master Elder would give him a severe punishment!

Putting away the silver needles, he asked solemnly, "Senior Ouyang, your internal injuries must have accumulated over many years. I assume you have seen many alchemists, and they were all at a loss, right?"

Ouyang Feng nodded, his eyes mostly calm, "Yes, little one, how did you know that I suffer from the torment of Yang Sha? And how did you know about the origin of the Dragon Tiger Struggle?"

Intense curiosity and the desire for a cure made this Master Elder extremely patient.

Wei Changfeng said confidently, "Senior, your aura is chaotic, your heartbeat is like a drum, and your true energy leaks uncontrollably. Your eyes bear the mark of Sha, your forehead is red, your hair and beard are scorched, and your skin is cracked, indicating that the fire-based cultivation method you practice has gone wrong."

Alchemists and doctors have the "Four Diagnostic Methods": observation, auscultation and olfaction, inquiry, and pulse-taking. Observation involves looking at the aura, complexion, and surface, while auscultation and olfaction involve listening to sounds and smelling odors. Skilled alchemists can determine a person's condition in a short time without even taking their pulse.

"But Senior did not receive the correct treatment. The Yang Fire Sha has accumulated in your body, permeating your organs and becoming increasingly difficult to expel. You can only suppress it through cultivation and qi manipulation, which has led to a continuous deterioration of your physical condition and damage to your essence."

"And once you can no longer suppress it, you will suffer from the torment of Yang Sha!"

At this point, Wei Changfeng was secretly impressed.

In his previous life, he had seen many strong experts with similar conditions, and very few could endure such long-term suffering. It was only natural for their tempers to become irritable.

Wei Changfeng admired Ouyang Feng's endurance, while Ouyang Feng was shocked by Wei Changfeng's insight and keen observation, as he had described his condition with pinpoint accuracy, which was truly unbelievable!

The youth sitting before him, though still a mere boy, was more confident and experienced than any renowned alchemist or doctor, giving Ouyang Feng a sense of his profound and unfathomable abilities.

He couldn't help but ask, "Can you cure it?"

After decades of suffering and countless disappointments, Ouyang Feng was like a drowning man who would not let go of even the smallest straw.

No matter how thin the straw looked!

Wei Changfeng shook his head.

Ouyang Feng was stunned, the hope that had just risen in his heart instantly shattered, and he immediately roared in anger, "Boy, are you playing with me?"

Wei Changfeng smiled, "Junior dares not. I have only diagnosed the surface symptoms so far. Whether I can treat it or not still requires a detailed pulse diagnosis."

"Uh..."

Ouyang Feng couldn't help but roll his eyes, wanting to get angry but having to hold back, his old face turning red with frustration.

Seeing this, Wei Changfeng decided to stop and immediately gestured, "Senior, please!"

Ouyang Feng swallowed his anger and placed his left hand on the table.

Wei Changfeng's right thumb, ring finger, and little finger were closed, while his index and middle fingers were held together in a sword-like formation. He then turned his wrist and gently pressed it on the other person's pulse point.

This was the finger-sword pulse diagnosis, the most suitable method for channeling alchemical energy.

In the next moment, a thread of pure alchemical energy penetrated Ouyang Feng's body through his fingertips, quickly traveling through his meridians to his organs and limbs.

Alchemical energy is different from the true energy cultivated by martial artists; it is harmless and will not be repelled by the true energy in a martial artist's body. It can penetrate deeply into the finest blood vessels.

After about half an incense stick's time, Wei Changfeng slowly withdrew his fingers.

Ouyang Feng asked impatiently, "How is it?"

Wei Changfeng said seriously, "The Sha energy in Senior's body is extremely stubborn. It's impossible to cure it immediately!"

"However, I can try to gradually draw out the Sha fire with acupuncture and combine it with medicinal pills. I have about a fifty to sixty percent chance of success. Even if I can't completely restore Senior, I can greatly alleviate the torment of Yang Sha."

"Good, good, good!"

Ouyang Feng said three "goods" in a row, his excitement evident.

If Wei Changfeng had confidently guaranteed a cure, Ouyang Feng would have been suspicious, as no alchemist or doctor had ever made such a promise.

Although he wasn't completely trusting of Wei Changfeng, at least trying was not a mistake.

"If you can really cure me, or even alleviate my symptoms, I will reward you generously!"

That's what Wei Changfeng was waiting for!

Wei Changfeng smiled, "Junior doesn't seek a generous reward, but I do ask that Senior exempt me from my duty tasks so that I can have time to prepare and refine the medicinal pills for you."

"Refine medicinal pills?" Ouyang Feng asked, "You also know alchemy?"

Wei Changfeng didn't hide it, "I am a first-stage alchemist, and I left the Alchemy Academy to enter the Martial Academy four days ago."

"Ah, I see!" Ouyang Feng was not surprised.

Alchemists and doctors are closely related, so a skilled doctor like Wei Changfeng would naturally know alchemy. He just wanted to understand Wei Changfeng's background.

"That's easy!"

Ouyang Feng said nonchalantly, "I'll have Qingyun Hall send someone else. You don't need to handle this matter, but the task will still count as yours!"

As the Master Elder in charge of the Library, he had the final say, so Wei Changfeng's request was not a problem: "Do you have anything else to say?"

Wei Changfeng took the opportunity to say, "Also, my strength is weak, and I don't want to miss the martial lecture this afternoon, so..."

"Lecture?"

Ouyang Feng laughed, "The garbage in the Martial Lecture Hall is just for amusing children. If you have any questions about martial cultivation, just come to me. Don't waste your time there."

He said proudly, "The Library has five floors, with a total of 79,644 books, recording 2,315 cultivation methods, including internal techniques, fist and palm techniques, and sword methods. I have read them all!"

"Years ago, I vowed to guard the Library. According to the rules, I cannot directly teach you the secret techniques of the Martial Academy, but I can still guide you in martial cultivation."

Wei Changfeng couldn't help but be delighted, "Thank you, Senior!"

His divine soul's memory contained hundreds of powerful cultivation techniques, but due to his weak martial foundation, he couldn't even begin to practice them, feeling like he was begging while sitting on a treasure.

Ouyang Feng could help him solve this crucial problem.

If those who had plotted against him knew that not only had they failed to harm Wei Changfeng, but had instead brought him good fortune, their expressions would be very interesting!

Ouyang Feng suddenly asked, "What exactly happened between you and Qingyun Hall?"

Knowing he had a chance to recover, the Master Elder in charge of the Library was in a much better mood and became particularly concerned about Wei Changfeng.

Wei Changfeng thought for a moment and then told him about the life-and-death contract he had made with Hao Xiong and their agreement to fight on the life-and-death arena.

After hearing this, Ouyang Feng snorted, "These despicable people have made the Martial Academy a den of filth. I wonder what Dong Fangzheng is doing, not managing it properly!"

Dong Fangzheng was the head of Jingyun Martial Academy, a Xiantian-level expert, and highly respected among the thousands of disciples.

But Ouyang Feng cursed him without restraint, as if he didn't care about him at all.

After cursing to his heart's content, he said, "Boy, stand up!"

Wei Changfeng was a bit puzzled but still stood up as instructed.

Ouyang Feng said sternly, "Embrace the origin and maintain one-pointedness. No matter what happens, don't move!"

Wei Changfeng's heart stirred, and he immediately took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and calmed his mind.

In a short moment, he expelled all his distracting thoughts, and his mind became as still as an ancient well.

The next moment, a palm silently struck Wei Changfeng's back!

A scorching current surged into his body, surging through his martial meridians and into his dantian, powerfully guiding the true energy he had cultivated to flow upward.

The combined energy surged like a tide, washing through his martial meridians and causing Wei Changfeng excruciating pain.

But he remembered Ouyang Feng's warning and gritted his teeth, remaining perfectly still.

After the true energy penetrated his martial meridians, it broke through barriers and barriers, flowing into the main and extraordinary meridians connected to the martial meridians, reaching every acupoint in Wei Changfeng's body before returning to the dantian.

The Great Circulation of the Body!

True energy permeated his body!

The third level of the True Energy Circulation Technique, True Energy Permeation, had been broken through in one go!

This meant that Wei Changfeng had successfully advanced to the third level of the Body Refinement stage. Although his physical strength was still lacking, his true strength had basically returned to the level of his predecessor after two years of cultivation in the Martial Academy.

"Done!"

As the true energy completed the Great Circulation, the palm that had been pressed against Wei Changfeng's back moved away, and a slightly weary voice sounded behind him.

Having seen pigs run even if he hadn't eaten pork, Wei Changfeng now understood what had happened.

He exhaled a long, turbid breath, and after his dantian's true energy stabilized, he immediately turned around and bowed deeply to Ouyang Feng, "Thank you, Senior, for your kindness!"

Without Ouyang Feng's help in breaking through his bottleneck, it would have taken him a long time of hard practice to reach this point, and there might have been unforeseen complications.

And the time left for Wei Changfeng was not much, with only half a month to go.

Ouyang Feng, seeing this, had spared no effort in expending his true essence to help.

The Master Elder in charge of the Library looked at Wei Changfeng with a somewhat strange expression, as if deep in thought.

After a moment, he waved his hand and said, "Alright, go prepare the medicinal pills for me."

"Remember, if you run away, no matter how far, I will catch you and tear you to pieces!"

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