Chapter 10

At seven o'clock in the evening, Xu Jianjun, Su Xiu's husband, returned home.

"Who is this?" Seeing a stranger in the house, Xu Jianjun glanced at Fang Shen with surprise and then turned to Su Xiu for an explanation.

"Fang Xiao is the child of an old friend from the eastern villa. He's come to play for a while," Su Xiu said, glancing at Fang Shen, somewhat nervously.

Fang Shen was not surprised; this was the story they had agreed upon beforehand.

Although Xu Jianjun had a strange illness, he was unaware of it himself. After the illness flared up, he had no memory of it, but he could still feel the blankness of the memory loss. With the help of others' accounts, he knew he had a strange illness and had always been cooperative with the family's treatment efforts.

Over the past six months, they had tried various treatments, but none had any effect. Even the superstitious methods they usually despised were used extensively. They invited many Taoist priests and wizards, but none of them had any real skills; they only deceived people for money. Recently, a so-called great wizard had taken several hundred thousand yuan and disappeared, which made Xu Jianjun deeply resentful.

The constant折腾 (trouble) and the large amount of money spent not only failed to help but also worsened his condition. Xu Jianjun became angry and forbade anyone from mentioning his illness.

Xu Jianjun merely said "Oh" and did not suspect anything. In the past, there were many guests at home, but in the last six months, due to his strange illness, which could flare up at any time, many people were scared away, and no one came to visit anymore.

"Fang Xiao, don't be polite, make yourself at home," Xu Jianjun said, but seeing Fang Shen's cold demeanor and lack of respect, he felt somewhat displeased and went into the study on his own.

Cultivators have their own pride. In Fang Shen's eyes, Xu Jianjun was nothing, so he naturally had no reverence.

"How is it?" Su Xiu asked nervously.

Fang Shen pondered without answering. From the surface, Xu Jianjun appeared to be an ordinary middle-aged man, dressed as a successful person, walking steadily, and looking very healthy, with no signs of any problem.

If it were that easy to see, it would have been discovered long ago.

With a self-deprecating smile, Fang Shen's expression turned serious, and he quietly activated his Heavenly Eye, focusing on the study.

Under the special perspective of the Heavenly Eye, the walls of the study did not exist, and Fang Shen easily saw Xu Jianjun.

At this glance, he immediately saw the problem.

Under the Heavenly Eye, a normal person would appear as a blurry mass, but Xu Jianjun had another shadow on him.

This additional shadow was the same size as Xu Jianjun, closely attached to him but always maintaining a slight distance, as if two Xu Jianjuns who were originally one and the same had been pulled apart, resulting in two people.

"Separation of the soul."

With the memory of a soul from another world, Fang Shen immediately recognized that the shadow was Xu Jianjun's soul. A normal person's soul is fused with their body, even the Heavenly Eye cannot see it, but Xu Jianjun's soul had left his body.

Of course, it had not completely separated. If it had, he would either be a celestial being or a dead person, neither of which Xu Jianjun was.

"No wonder his illness couldn't be diagnosed," Fang Shen understood.

Xu Jianjun had a soul separation disorder, which involved the soul level. Modern technology, of course, could not detect it. Since his illness was not due to physical decline, which would prevent the soul from being restrained, his body was healthy. Xu Jianjun's soul separation disorder must have a special cause.

On the surface, Xu Jianjun was not in immediate danger; he just frequently lost his memory and did some inexplicable things. However, Fang Shen knew that over time, if the soul completely separated from the body, the body would quickly deteriorate and die, which is known as sudden death.

Fang Shen's brows furrowed slightly.

Although he had determined the cause of Xu Jianjun's illness, he had no good solution. If his cultivation had reached the fifth level of the Condensation Stage, he could easily cure it, but now he could only rely on the Soul-Stabilizing Stone.

Looking at the Soul-Stabilizing Stone, he saw it emit a faint gray glow, almost imperceptible, slowly radiating throughout the entire villa.

Fang Shen focused and noticed that between Xu Jianjun's body and soul, there was a mysterious rhythm that made their connection tenuous. This was the body's survival instinct trying to pull the soul back into the body, but it was not easy for the soul to return once it had left.

Once the connection weakened and the soul moved slightly away from the body, Xu Jianjun would faint or become a different person.

When Xu Jianjun returned, this rhythmic connection was already very weak. It was clear that the soul separation disorder would soon flare up. At this moment, the faint gray glow shone over, and under its influence, the connection between Xu Jianjun's body and soul became much tighter.

"Indeed, it works." Fang Shen was pleased. The Soul-Stabilizing Stone, a precious material, had the ability to stabilize the home. Within its influence, the soul separation disorder would not flare up, and over time, the soul could return to the body, curing the disorder without medication.

"Fang Xiao?" Seeing Fang Shen open his eyes, Su Xiu immediately looked at him nervously.

"There is a way, and he can still be saved," Fang Shen nodded and said.

Hearing this, Su Xiu felt a great weight lifted from her heart. She didn't care whether Fang Shen was telling the truth and thanked him repeatedly.

Fang Shen considered for a moment. To completely cure Xu Jianjun, the Soul-Stabilizing Stone would need to be placed here long-term, which was clearly impossible.

The villa on the other side still needed the Soul-Stabilizing Stone to absorb negative energy, and Su Xiu could not afford to spend ten million yuan to buy it. Therefore, there was only one method left.

He had Su Xiu boil some water, and then Fang Shen placed the Soul-Stabilizing Stone in the boiling water. After an hour, he obtained a bowl of turbid water.

Under Fang Shen's Heavenly Eye, he could clearly see a large amount of gray matter slowly seeping into the water. This bowl of water could treat the soul separation disorder.

Of course, the effect of this bowl of turbid water would not last long. After half a day, the gray matter would evaporate, and it would have no effect.

"Can this bowl of water really cure my husband's illness?" Looking at the turbid water, Su Xiu was full of doubt. When the fake Taoist priests came to treat the illness, they also had such strange and bizarre things, but they had no effect. When tested, they were all found to be harmful to the human body.

Fang Shen's bowl of water did not look much better than those of the frauds.

"You can try it. If it doesn't work, we won't charge you a penny," Fang Shen stood up. It was already very late, and he needed to return home.

Fang Shen was not afraid that Su Xiu would refuse to pay. Soul separation disorder was not easy to treat and required the long-term influence of the Soul-Stabilizing Stone to be effective. This bowl of water could only alleviate the symptoms, not cure the root cause. At least a dozen bowls would be needed to have a chance of a complete cure.

After seeing Fang Shen off, Su Xiu returned to the house and saw Xu Jianjun come out of the study with a dark expression.