Novel Full Chapter 451 - 218: Teaching_2
Chapter 451: Chapter 218: Teaching_2
Although Little Situ lacks experience with acupuncture, he has the assistance of Li Zhengyuan’s lifetime of Pure Yang Internal Skill.
Combined, they can also achieve the desired effect.
Immediately, Su Mo dictated the steps, and Li Zhengyuan applied his Pure Yang Inner Power, acquired over a lifetime, in combination. Then, Su Mo expelled the Foreign True Qi within the body.
With their concerted efforts, the speed was much faster than when expelling the Foreign True Qi from the Scar-faced Strange Guest.
After all, Li Zhengyuan’s cultivation was not for naught.
In less than the time it takes one incense stick to burn, the Foreign True Qi in the Foot Taiyang Bladder Meridian was completely expelled.
Li Zhengyuan initially wanted Su Mo to rest for a bit. After the expulsion of the Five Ghosts Heavenly Demon Qi from that meridian, he felt a sudden lightness throughout his body and the ability to utilize much more Inner Power, unnecessitating Su Mo’s exhausting effort.
However, upon glancing at Su Mo, he saw that his disciple appeared neither flushed nor out of breath, with not a hint of fatigue.
For a moment, he was astonished: “Child, how did you train such profound Internal Skill? How could it be so remarkable?”
“My martial arts indeed come from a different serendipity. Should Grandmaster wish to know, I will explain in detail after your recovery.”
“Good.”
Li Zhengyuan nodded, and without further words, they continued to expel the Foreign True Qi from the body.
Inside the Pure Yang Mansion, the wind was brisk, and the water in the Pure Yang Heavenly Pool surged and roiled endlessly.
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Inside the Pure Yang Mansion, an elder and a youth were healing through their cultivation practices.
Outside the Pure Yang Mansion, Duan Song and Wei Ziyi were less amused while waiting.
Duan Song alternated between furrowing his brows in deep thought and glancing at Wei Ziyi, who seemed enamored with the Zhai Xing Sword in her hands.
For a time, he seemed hesitant as if he wanted to say something, yet uncertain how to start.
Wei Ziyi had long since noticed Duan Song’s strangeness and chose to ignore it.
Finally, unable to hold back, Duan Song softly coughed:
“Miss Wei…”
“Senior Duan?”
Wei Ziyi looked up, her face clear and serene, but the chill in her eyes was indistinguishable from Yun Jiuying’s.
Duan Song pondered for a moment before speaking with a smile:
“How old are you this year, Miss Wei?”
“Hmm… I am nineteen this year.”
“The prime of your youth indeed.”
Duan Song nodded, “Twenty years ago, when your master, that other person, and I… ahem, wielded our swords to vanquish demons in Dongcheng, your master was about your age, though slightly younger.
“How time wears on us, truly beyond our control. In the blink of an eye, my temples have become frosted white, while your master looks no different from those years ago.”
Caught off guard by his words, Wei Ziyi didn’t know how to respond.
She chose to remain silent, replying with a smile.
Duan Song felt even more remorse in his heart, criticizing himself for mentioning such nonsensical matters.
He had wanted to find a way to start the conversation, but such matters were never his strong suit.
Eventually, with his lips stammering, he directly asked: “Miss Wei, are you betrothed to anyone?”
“No.”
Wei Ziyi shook her head: “Bearing a deep-seated vendetta, how can I think of marriage until my father’s death is avenged?”
“…That’s true.”
Duan Song nodded. Although he did not know all of the Phoenix Alliance’s affairs, he had a general understanding.
He knew the burden Wei Ziyi carried was not light.
After she spoke, Duan Song was even less sure what to say next.
He then changed the subject: “This grandfather and grandson duo have yet to come out of the mansion…”
“When family reunites, naturally thousands of words are to be shared.”
Wei Ziyi smiled slyly, finding Duan Song easy to deal with: “But with the scattered inner energies, it seems they might be healing, right?”
“Healing?”
Duan Song paused, “Is that… likely to succeed?”
“I do not know.”
Wei Ziyi shook her head: “Su Mo’s martial arts prowess far surpasses mine. His experiences and abilities are beyond my comprehension. He’s always been cautious and would not attempt anything without sufficient confidence.”
“Hmm…”
Duan Song nodded, realizing his concern for Li Zhengyuan’s wellbeing had momentarily made him forget to inquire more about Wei Ziyi.
Li Zhengyuan’s condition was the priority.
But Wei Ziyi’s comment reminded him that Su Mo never acted without certainty.
Li Zhengyuan was no different, right?
By this reasoning, both of them must have been fairly confident in their actions.
He could only wait here.
The wait lasted from morning until night.
For an entire day, the Pure Yang Mansion trembled incessantly.
Occasionally, vital energies would erupt, striking the front doors and causing them to clang noisily.
Yet, at this point, there had been no movement for a full two hours.
Duan Song found these two hours much more difficult to endure than the entire day.
He couldn’t help but speak up: “Sect Leader…”
He had only uttered two words when the doors of the Pure Yang Mansion suddenly burst open.
The first to emerge was Li Zhengyuan.
The old man floated out, his beard and hair moving with the evening breeze. His wide robe and sleeves hid his physical prowess, giving him an air of a sage rather than a robust elder.
Following him was, of course, Su Mo.
Seeing them, Duan Song hurriedly stepped forward:
“Sect Leader! Are you… how are you?”
“Thanks to Mo’er’s help, the Five Ghosts and Demons Qi that plagued me have been thoroughly cleansed.”
Li Zhengyuan turned to look at Su Mo with unspeakable affection in his eyes.