Chapter 22

It was indeed strange; these gray-black mists could not be seen unless one activated their true qi. No wonder the others were unaware and could not even sense them. It was because Qin Xianyu himself possessed true qi that he was so sensitive to these mists, but even so, he could not see them without activating his qi.

Although Qin Xianyu did not know what these gray-black mists were, he was clear that they were certainly evil and malevolent.

"There is a natural point of innate primordial qi at the center of the brow, which is the source of the three souls and seven spirits. In the Daoist scriptures, it is also referred to as the abode of the central divine spirit of heaven and earth."

"Seeing these gray-black mists converging toward the center of the brow, if they are all invaded by the gray-black mists, it is likely to be a dire situation."

"But... By the grace of the Daoist Ancestor, how can this be treated?"

Qin Xianyu had one hand on the small tripod, unable to let go, and the other hand holding Miss Liu's wrist, also unable to release it.

Both hands were restrained, unable to move.

Even though Qin Xianyu considered himself to have a calm mind, he could not help but feel annoyed, "Could it be because I don't usually worship the Daoist Ancestor?"

Thinking this, he could not help but secretly activate his qi, channeling the true qi to his hands.

Qin Xianyu intended to transfer the true qi into Liu Ruoyin's body to try to expel the gray-black mists from Miss Liu's body, but when the true qi reached his hands, it seemed to encounter a layer of restraint.

To release true qi externally, it must reach a height of nine inches.

But Qin Xianyu only had six inches of true qi, which was not enough to release it externally, let alone transfer it into another's body.

Sighing inwardly, he was about to withdraw the true qi.

However, a sudden change occurred.

The gray-black mists actually entangled Qin Xianyu's palm, quickly enveloping it. In the blink of an eye, these mists had grown significantly.

"What?" In an instant, Qin Xianyu realized the change, "These gray-black mists are clearly trying to invade the ancestral aperture and seize Miss Liu's innate primordial qi. However, the true qi in my body is the purest innate primordial qi, and this has actually invited the wolf into the house."

The mists, upon touching Qin Xianyu's true qi, rapidly expanded.

But Qin Xianyu did not feel any damage to his true qi. He was slightly surprised and thought, "These gray-black mists entangled Miss Liu, who has not practiced cultivation, and the innate primordial qi in her body is likely very weak. She can still hold on for a long time. I have six inches of true qi, so even if these gray-black mists erode it for ten or eight years, I will still retain much of my cultivation."

Innate primordial qi is the source of the human body, the origin of the three souls and seven spirits.

Ordinary beings who have not practiced cultivation have a very weak and minute source of true qi after it divides into the three souls and seven spirits. Qin Xianyu, with six inches of true qi, had far more than a thousand times the source of true qi in the ancestral aperture of ordinary people.

"Although I am not afraid, this is not good if it continues."

While Qin Xianyu was thinking of a solution, the gray mist suddenly consumed a tiny bit of innate primordial qi, and in an instant, it grew several times larger, vaguely forming a fierce face.

It was a sharp, pointed face with sharp teeth and eyes, resembling a beast's head, completely black, and it opened its mouth to bite Qin Xianyu.

Qin Xianyu's face changed, and he tried to block it with his hand.

That hand, however, was still holding the small tripod, which could not be released.

The fierce beast head collided with the small tripod.

The small tripod, which had been hot, immediately cooled down.

Qin Xianyu's palm, which had felt like it was being burned, was instantly relieved of the pain in the coolness.

...

Outside the building.

Several famous doctors from Fengxing Mansion were silent.

The Blood Trace Snake was a unique venomous snake from Yinghuang Mountain, with an extremely potent poison. Even without considering the unique medicine to expel the snake's poison, the technique to seal the toxin was extremely complex.

Regardless of the medicine, which could be considered a spiritual drug, just the technique alone.

Among those present, only Lord Gan could suppress the intense poison of the Blood Trace Snake.

In the past, Qin Mingjin could cure the intense poison of the Blood Trace Snake, partly due to the spiritual medicine and partly due to his technique to control the snake's poison.

This young man might have coincidentally obtained the spiritual medicine, but his medical skills and techniques could actually suppress the intense poison of the Blood Trace Snake?

Lord Gan raised his eyebrows slightly and muttered to himself, "Can he cure the poison of the Blood Trace Snake? Good lad, his medical skills are already quite high, at least his acupuncture skills are. However, Miss Liu's illness is not something that can be treated with ordinary means."

At this moment, a graceful young girl ran out of the building, and it was Qingning.

"Miss Ning," Doctor Yan hurriedly stopped her and asked, "Has the young Daoist from the Qin family made any progress?"

The other doctors also perked up their ears to listen carefully.

Although they did not believe that the young Daoist could really cure the illness, given the case of the Blood Trace Snake, they could not afford to underestimate him. Doctor Yan asked with a very small hope.

Ning was about to look for the steward but was stopped. She glanced at these incompetent doctors with displeasure and huffed, "Who knows if this young Daoist can cure it. He said he would use some secret medical techniques, so he must have some confidence."

Upon hearing this, everyone was shocked, followed by a dead silence.

They had deliberated for days without any clue, but the young Daoist could see the problem at a glance? Even if he could not cure the illness, just this insight alone would make the Qin family's child more important in the eyes of the Liu family than they were.

Ning then ran out of the courtyard like the wind. She huffed inwardly, "If this little cow-nosed Daoist can't cure the illness, just wait and see how I'll deal with him."

Lord Gan stood up slightly, glanced at everyone, and sneered, "If he cures the illness, will your medical skills become inferior? If he can't cure it, will your medical skills become superior? Since you can't cure the illness, why do you hope that he can't either?"

The doctors looked at each other.

Qin Xianyu's success or failure in treating the illness would not affect their medical skills.

However, if Qin Xianyu cured the illness, his reputation would be very high and would surpass theirs. Therefore, these doctors were somewhat anxious and hoped that the young Daoist lacked the skills to cure the illness.

But they did not expect Lord Gan to be so blunt and point it out on the spot.

The doctors looked at each other, feeling both awkward and angry.

Only Doctor Yan and an elderly physician over sixty years old sighed silently, feeling deeply ashamed.

...

Inside the building.

The gray-black mists, upon touching Qin Xianyu's innate primordial qi, rapidly expanded and solidified, forming a small beast head that came to bite. Qin Xianyu used his hand holding the small tripod to block it, causing the mist beast head to fall into the tripod.

The small tripod, after consuming the beast head, cooled down, and a cool sensation spread through Qin Xianyu's body, replenishing the innate primordial qi he had lost and even increasing his true qi slightly.

Qin Xianyu was overjoyed, thinking, "This small tripod, after consuming the gray-black mists, can transmit a cool sensation and increase my innate primordial qi. This is truly excellent!"

Thinking this, the young Daoist was about to reach out again but hesitated.

"Men and women should not touch each other."

"But I am here to treat the illness, not to ruin her chastity."

The young Daoist paused for a long time, looking at the frail woman on the bed with her eyes closed.

Liu Ruoyin's black hair flowed like a waterfall on the pillow. She had been bedridden for a long time, her face pale and bloodless, her brows slightly furrowed, making her look very pitiful.

Who could bear to let such a frail woman continue to suffer?

The young Daoist was silent for a moment, sighed inwardly, and cleared his mind, discarding the distinction between men and women.

He extended his white hand, placing a finger on Liu Ruoyin's brow, feeling a slight smoothness at the tip of his finger. However, the young Daoist had no impure thoughts, his eyes clear, and he only focused on channeling his true qi to his finger.

The gray-black mists were already invading Liu Ruoyin's brow, intending to consume the source of qi in her ancestral aperture. But Qin Xianyu gathered his true qi to his finger, which, though not much, was far more concentrated than the source qi in Liu Ruoyin's ancestral aperture.

The numerous gray-black mists, like a vortex, even those that had already invaded the ancestral aperture, turned around and rushed toward Qin Xianyu's finger.

"This is too intense."

Qin Xianyu's eyes narrowed, feeling alarmed.

With a loud sound, the numerous gray-black mists gathered on Qin Xianyu's finger, continuously consuming the true qi within. In an instant, these mists had grown more than three times in size.

But Qin Xianyu still did not feel his true qi decrease.

"These gray-black mists seem to consume very little true qi, but this is only for me. For ordinary people, even a tiny bit would be fatal. Like Miss Liu, with evil mists entangled, unconscious, if this continues, she will likely lose her life."

At this moment, the gray-black mists had grown five times in size, almost completely enveloping the embroidered bed and the curtains.

A howl, like the cry of an animal, echoed.

The numerous gray-black mists formed a large beast head, with a long nose and mouth, and eyes that glowed, clearly a fox's head.

"Could it be a fox spirit?"

As this thought flashed through Qin Xianyu's mind, the fox head formed by the mists pounced. This time, Qin Xianyu was prepared and placed the small tripod in front of his ancestral aperture.

The fox head, aiming for Qin Xianyu's ancestral aperture, intended to consume this cultivator with abundant true qi, but it fell directly into the tripod.

After the fox head fell into the tripod, a large amount of coolness spread through Qin Xianyu's body, merging with his innate primordial qi, significantly increasing his cultivation.

Qin Xianyu did not calculate exactly how much his true qi had increased. Seeing that the gray-black mists on Miss Liu's body were mostly gone, with only a little remaining, he placed the small tripod on her brow.

In a short while, the gray-black mists that had invaded her ancestral aperture were all extracted by the small tripod.

But some still escaped, as if they had gained intelligence, moving away from her ancestral aperture and retreating along her body.

Qin Xianyu raised an eyebrow, realizing that these gray-black mists seemed to be dependent on Miss Liu's body.

Unless they formed a fox head, they could only entangle her body and could not leave.

"Will they not scatter and run around?"

"That makes it easier to handle."

Qin Xianyu was overjoyed, lifted the quilt, and held the small tripod in one hand while placing the other on Miss Liu's abdomen, using his innate primordial qi to attract the gray-black mists.

However, some of the remaining gray-black mists still tried to escape.

Qin Xianyu huffed, pressed his palm on the gray-black mists, holding down the last bit, and then channeled his true qi, covering it with the small tripod, and absorbed the last bit of evil qi.

He sighed in relief, about to withdraw his hand.

At this moment, Miss Liu trembled slightly, and her eyes slowly opened.

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