“By the way, Master,” Shi Xuan said, taking out a jade slip, “this is the second half of the Sacred Bone Manual that I obtained in the secret realm last time.”
Lin Daozi looked at the jade slip with some surprise. He himself was also cultivating the Sacred Bone Technique, but like Shi Xuan, he only had the first half. Such a top-level cultivation technique was extremely rare, and he never expected to have such a fortuitous encounter in the small Silver Frost Secret Realm.
Moreover, this technique would cause a huge uproar if it were to be shown to anyone else, and yet the little disciple just gave it to him like that?
Lin Daozi did not immediately take it. He asked seriously, "Does Xuan'er know the value of this technique?"
Shi Xuan laughed and said, "Only useful things have value. Master gave me the first half of this cultivation method, and I will give Master the second half. One drink and one bite, isn't that perfect?"
"How can you say that?" Lin Daozi said with a helpless smile. "This second half is truly precious, its value is incomparable to the first half. As a teacher, I am ashamed to have to obtain the cultivation technique from my disciple..."
Shi Xuan placed the jade slip directly on the table. "It's very easy to replicate this technique. You can make as many as you want. Prepare a copy for Master so that he can guide me after he has mastered it."
Lin Daozi knew she was saying that on purpose. This disciple was exceptionally intelligent and hadn't encountered any difficulties requiring guidance since entering the sect. He could only decide in his heart that he should prepare more protective magical artifacts for his junior disciple in the future.
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With only three days left before their departure for the Hidden Sect, Shi Xuan decided to use this time to heal the three men with damaged dantian that had been sold at the auction house.
Leng Rufeng went to arrange the time and place, while Shi Xuan went into Yinshuang and picked out spiritual plants to refine pills in her boundless herb garden, making preliminary preparations.
In the afternoon, after she finished refining the necessary pills and came out of Yinshuang, she received a message from Leng Rufeng. There were only two people coming for treatment. One of them had already arrived and he had arranged for him to stay in the easternmost room in the backyard of the cheap shop. The other was still on his way and would arrive in two hours.
That's fine, it's better to stagger the times and do them one by one.
"And the third one? Why are there only two people?" Shi Xuan asked.
Leng Rufeng said, "Because one person bid for two spots, saying the other one was a backup..."
Is this even possible? For some reason, Shi Xuan immediately thought of the nouveau riche Shen Wuyang; their styles are exactly the same.
Coincidentally, when Xuan arrived at the affordable shop and met the person, he discovered that it really was Shen Wuyang's brother!
So, the Shen brothers were in that outrageously extravagant Box No. 5 at the auction? Their style is indeed very easy to identify—just be extravagant.
Shi Xuan's lips twitched, but given the round face's current status, she remained silent. She looked at the two strong and unharmed brothers and asked, "Which of you suffered damage to your dantian?"
The two brothers politely bowed to each other first, with Shi Wuji standing in the background as usual, while Shen Wuyang spoke first.
“Master, the one who is injured is not the two of us, but our fellow disciple. He is inside. Please come in, Master.”
Fellow disciples? Shi Xuan thought to himself, these two brothers are willing to spend so much money for their fellow disciple? What kind of touching brotherhood is this!
Sure enough, there was a person lying on the bed in the inner room. The person was pale and weak, looking no different from a sick mortal.
It's clear that this patient has received excellent medical treatment.
Seeing the two brothers leading a female cultivator into the room, he finally realized what was happening and hurriedly tried to get off the bed to pay his respects, but he was too weak to do so. When Shi Xuan walked up to him, he could only barely prop himself up.
“You don’t need to move,” Shi Xuan said.
Shen Wuyang brought over a stool and placed it in front of the bed. Shi Xuan sat down and looked at the pale-faced man, asking, "When were you injured? What was your cultivation level before you were injured?"
Shen Wuyang continued, "This is Feng Xiujie, our senior brother. He was injured last year. Before he was injured, he was at the Great Perfection of Foundation Establishment."
Shi Xuan nodded and said, "Relax first, let me examine your internal organs."
Feng Xiujie nodded sincerely, a glimmer of hope rising in his eyes. It was said that this round-faced master could heal cultivators whose dantian was damaged, restoring them to their pre-injury state. For him, this was nothing short of a new hope.
Feng Xiujie was the youngest son of Feng Hanmo, the leader of the Langya Sect. He was also highly talented in cultivation and was originally deeply loved by everyone in the sect. But after a year, he had come to see the coldness of human relationships.
Everyone knows that a ruptured dantian cannot be repaired. Since his injury, he has been utterly despondent for the past year, practically as good as dead. If things continue like this, he probably won't live much longer, not to mention the cultivation resources, opportunities, or long-term support that the sect once provided for him.
The others in the sect looked at him with pity. But he didn't need pity; he just wanted to go back to the way things were before, to be that spirited young man again.
Fortunately, the two junior brothers of the Shen family valued friendship and spared no expense in buying him such a valuable medical treatment spot. At this moment, he would cooperate fully in everything for the sake of treatment.
Shi Xuan had already probed his body with his divine sense.
"Huh?" Shi Xuan tilted his head in confusion. Although a year had passed and Feng Xiujie's injuries had been treated, it was still clear that they were very similar to Leng Rufeng's condition back then. The shape of the damaged dantian and the location of the injured meridians were exactly the same.
Seeing the doubt in Shi Xuan's eyes, Shen Wuyang hurriedly stepped forward and asked anxiously, "How is it? Is the situation difficult?"
Feng Xiujie's face also showed an anxious expression, fearing that Shi Xuan would give him a negative conclusion.
Shi Xuan shook his head and reassured her, "It's alright."
She examined him again and then asked, "Would you mind telling me about the circumstances of the injury?"
Speaking of this, Feng Xiujie looked ashamed, lowered his head slightly, and said with some difficulty, "This is my fault. I accidentally obtained a treasure map while I was out training..."
When he got to this point, Shi Xuan already had a guess about what would happen next. Wasn't this just a combination of Chen Shengjun's experiences and Leng Rufeng's injuries?
Feng Xiujie continued, "At the time, my two junior brothers said they didn't know if it was true or not and advised me not to go. But a friend of mine swore that the treasure map was real, saying that cultivators should not shrink back and should have a spirit of adventure. I acted impulsively and secretly left the sect to go with my friend."
Shi Xuan picked up the conversation and said, "After arriving, you discovered it was a trap and were injured while trying to escape?"
Shen Wuyang asked in surprise, "How did you know?"
Shi Xuan hadn't finished speaking when he said, "The treasure map's destination has a formation, a prison, and perhaps some monsters? Their totem is a complexly shaped eye?"
"Exactly!" Feng Xiujie exclaimed excitedly, "Master, how did you know?" He could explain it so clearly and specifically, as if he had experienced it himself.
"I've only treated two patients with similar experiences to yours," Shi Xuan said casually. "Is the location of your treasure map within the western borders of our Qian Yuan? Perhaps, leaning towards the Luo Yin Sect?"
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