Chapter 505: Healing
"Good..." Yun Che slowly nodded. "Senior Yun, if you are willing to trust and cooperate with me, I have a way to restore your body and profound strength to their original complete state within two months!"
"Ah... ah!?" Yun Che's words were like thunderclaps ringing in the ears of Yun Qinghong and Yun Xiao. Yun Xiao, in particular, was so shocked he lost his voice on the spot. He rushed forward in a single stride, grabbing Yun Che uncontrollably, and said with extreme excitement, "Brother Yun... you... you... are you telling the truth? Do you really have a way to restore my father... both his body and profound strength... completely!?"
Yun Xiao was so excited he could barely speak coherently, but it also showed that he seemed to believe Yun Che's words, or at least was filled with great hope. Yun Qinghong had been paralyzed for over twenty years, and what Yun Che said would sound like pure fantasy to anyone who heard it. But Yun Xiao inexplicably had an unspeakable sense of trust in Yun Che. Even when he said something so incredible, he couldn't help but want to believe it.
Yun Qinghong was stunned, but he naturally would not be as excited as Yun Xiao. Yet, from Yun Che's expression and eyes, based on his life experience, he could see no trace of pretense or deceit—only the determination after making a decision. Faced with such a expression, gaze, and tone, Yun Qinghong felt his doubts begin to waver. He looked at Yun Che and said somewhat absentmindedly, "Little brother Yun... do you truly... have a way?"
Yun Che didn't speak. Instead, he calmed his mind, reached out his hand, and pressed it again on Yun Qinghong's chest. Yun Qinghong had been crippled for over twenty years and had long since resigned to his fate. Even he himself had long since ceased to believe that there was any way in the world to restore his body... restoring his profound strength was something he didn't even dare to dream of. So, no matter how many verbal assurances Yun Che gave, he couldn't truly believe them. The only thing that could make him believe was the fact he would perceive through his own body.
Yun Che closed his eyes, activated the Great Dao Pagoda Art, drew in the energy of heaven and earth, and then, using his profound energy to drive it, slowly and carefully infused it into Yun Qinghong's body. Then, he cautiously guided it to every corner of his body... Yun Qinghong's physical condition was extremely dire. If one were to rely solely on medical skills and medicinal herbs, even if a cure were possible, it would take at least several years. Moreover, many of the rare spiritual herbs needed in this process were extremely precious and scarce, with some being impossible to find even for ten thousand gold pieces.
Yun Che naturally would not choose the method of medical and herbal treatment. To restore a man who had been crippled for over twenty years in just two short months, his only choice was the energy of heaven and earth brought by the Great Dao Pagoda Art!
No matter how severely he himself was injured—several times his entire body was destroyed, his five viscera shattered—as long as he still had a breath left and a shred of consciousness, he could use the Great Dao Pagoda Art to recover quickly. Now, with the fourth realm of the Great Dao Pagoda Art combined with the Dragon God's Body, no matter how severe the injury, within at most twenty-four hours, he could heal completely without leaving a single trace. At the same time, under the power of heaven and earth, his profound strength recovery rate was ten times faster than an ordinary person's.
The energy of heaven and earth brought by the Great Dao Pagoda Art could heal himself, and it could naturally heal others as well. Although the speed was much slower than for himself, one month should be enough! After his body and profound veins recovered, there would still be one month left for restoring his profound strength!
However, using the energy of heaven and earth to heal others sounded very simple, but in reality, it was far from it. Because Yun Che's body was in harmony with the energy of heaven and earth, but Yun Qinghong did not cultivate the Great Dao Pagoda Art. If the energy of heaven and earth entering his body lost Yun Che's control, it would become a purely catastrophic force. At the same time, Yun Che's knowledge of medical theory played a crucial role in this process. He was intimately familiar with every meridian, every acupoint, and even the location and function of every muscle in the human body. So, the path of the energy of heaven and earth he controlled had a clear trajectory in his mind. If it were anyone else, even if they had the same fourth-level Great Dao Pagoda Art as Yun Che, they would be utterly incapable of healing Yun Qinghong.
Yun Qinghong initially felt a warm current rise from the area where Yun Che's palm touched, then gently spread throughout his body. This energy was extremely gentle and distinct from any profound energy he had ever known, making him secretly marvel. As the gentle energy continued to surge, the warmth in his body grew stronger and flowed more slowly. At this moment, he suddenly felt the meridians in his limbs, which had been cold for over twenty years, begin to warm up. At the same time, the dozen or so meridians in his chest and ribs, which had long been dormant—so dormant that he had almost forgotten their existence—suddenly all experienced a momentary, needle-prick-like sting.
At that instant, Yun Qinghong's entire body stiffened, an expression of utter disbelief appearing on his face. Then, his gaze trembled violently, and his hands shook with extreme intensity.
Since Yun Xiao could remember, his father had always been as calm as water and aloof from worldly affairs. He had never seen him angry, nor had he seen him laugh heartily. It seemed that nothing in the world could stir his heart. Having lived for almost twenty-two years, this was the first time he had seen his father's emotions so out of control. He hurriedly asked, "Father, you... what's wrong?"
"Sensation..." Yun Qinghong's gaze was vacant, and his entire body was still trembling uncontrollably with excitement. "Some of my meridians... have regained sensation!"
"Ah!"
Yun Qinghong's words were like a voice from the edge of the heavens to Yun Xiao. Seeing Yun Qinghong's whole body shaking with excitement, Yun Xiao was so overjoyed he almost burst into tears on the spot. "Really... is it really true... Father... you truly... truly..."
"Don't speak for now!" Yun Qinghong forced himself to suppress his excitement. In front of him, Yun Che kept his eyes closed, his brow tightly furrowed, and his forehead covered in sweat. He was currently concentrating all his mental energy.
Yun Xiao quickly covered his mouth with his hand. He looked at Yun Che, then at Yun Qinghong, and made no more sound. But the trembling in his eyes clearly revealed the turmoil raging in his heart.
But his excitement naturally could not compare to Yun Qinghong's.
The warm current continued to travel through his body. After the chest and ribs, those dormant meridians, one after another, began to regain sensation, as if being awakened from a long sleep. These meridians were completely dried up, and it was no exaggeration to say they were dead. He had thought they would never recover. The famous divine doctors of the Illusion Demon Realm had all told him that his meridians could absolutely never be restored. But now, clearly and vividly, he once again felt the existence of these meridians.
If even one of these withered meridians could be restored, he would consider it an unbelievable miracle. But what he felt was groups of them, recovering one after another. The increasing pain, whether light or heavy, did not make him feel the slightest aversion. Instead, it excited him as if he had stepped into a dream of paradise...
He was originally a man who had been crippled for over twenty years, long since despairing, even calmly waiting for death. To prevent his wife and son from worrying, he had always appeared peaceful as the wind and content with his lot, seemingly having seen through everything. But no one could understand the helplessness, pain, and despair that was. And no one could understand the excitement and ecstasy he was now experiencing.
Yun Che maintained the same posture without moving an inch. Sweat poured down his head in streams, and his upper garment was soon completely soaked. Yun Qinghong looked at the young man standing before him, who had granted him such a great surprise and boundless hope. Waves of tumultuous emotion surged within his heart.
This young man... just what kind of divine being is he...
Regaining sensation in meridians, of course, did not mean they were fully restored. To completely restore them, even the profound Great Dao Pagoda Art would require a considerable amount of time. What Yun Che was doing now was reinfusing the source of life into the utterly withered profound veins—the first necessary step in healing Yun Qinghong.
Having a small number of meridians regain sensation was already enough to make Yun Qinghong feel as if he were in a dream. When he discovered that this awakening was spreading rapidly, seemingly intent on reviving all his withered profound veins, even his state of mind felt an overwhelming sense of unreality. And this miracle, after an hour, was truly manifested within his body... An hour later, with the disappearance of the warm current inside him, all his withered meridians had awakened. Although these newly awakened meridians could not yet channel power or even support physical strength, this was already a miracle among miracles, igniting a brilliantly bright hope.
Yun Che let out a long breath and finally opened his eyes. He withdrew his arm, took a step back, casually wiped the sweat from his forehead, and a faint smile appeared on his weary face. "Senior Yun, now... can you believe what this junior said?"
"Little brother... you..." Looking at Yun Che and feeling the unfamiliar sensations throughout his body, Yun Qinghong was, for the first time in his life, too excited to speak.
"Brother Yun, you are truly... incredible!" Yun Xiao's eyes shone, his hands clenched into fists, and his hands and feet were almost unmanageable from excitement. "Brother Yun, what you said earlier... about being able to completely restore my father within two months... is it... is it... is it true..."
Yun Che nodded. "Of course it's true."
"Then... how sure are you?" Yun Qinghong immediately followed up, his face now bearing no trace of the previous calm and indifference.
Yun Che smiled and said, "Of course, I'm one hundred percent sure! Senior Yun, rest assured. Since this junior dares to say it, I will definitely do it!"
"..." Before, Yun Qinghong would never have believed such words. But now, having personally felt all his meridians awaken—and in an incredibly short time of just one hour—his belief far outweighed his doubt.
Yun Che picked up the rice paper on the table and quickly wrote two lines of text, then handed it to Yun Xiao. "Your Yun family should have its own pharmacy. Go get these fourteen medicinal ingredients according to the amounts I've written, and at least one hundred and nine silver needles that are three inches long."
"Ah... okay!" Yun Xiao now regarded Yun Che's words as a holy decree. He took a quick look and found that the ingredients listed were all common and ordinary, and couldn't help asking, "Will just this be enough to heal my father's body?"
"These aren't for Senior Yun; they're for you!" Yun Che said, looking sideways. "Your injuries aren't light, and you just got too excited, stirring up your blood and energy. If you don't control it soon, it might take two months to recover. Only the silver needles are for Senior Yun... The cold poison in Senior Yun's body has invaded his entire system, even fully penetrating his vital meridians. Normal methods of expelling the poison would be very dangerous, so I'll have to use silver needles to slowly release the poison from various points on his body. Go quickly."
When Yun Che mentioned "cold poison" and seemed to have both the method and confidence to neutralize it, Yun Qinghong's gaze trembled violently once more.
"Alright, I'll go right now!"
Yun Xiao ran out, but as soon as he reached the door, he stopped and turned back. "Oh, right! Mother... where did Mother go? If Brother Yun can cure Father, he must be able to cure Mother too!"
Yun Qinghong said, "Your maternal uncle came by this morning, so your mother went with him back to the Mu family. She should be back soon. Heh..."
That faint chuckle at the end was light and relieved. Although his wife's condition was equally severe, it was somewhat lighter than his. Since this young man dared to claim he had a ten out of ten chance of fully restoring him, he could surely also cure his wife...
Just as Yun Qinghong finished speaking, a rough male voice suddenly came from outside the courtyard: "Brother-in-law, we're back... Hmm? A guest?"