Transmigration: A person in a martial arts world, cultivating to ascend to immortality

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Hearing Ji Zizhou completely reverse his relationship with Qi Changqing, Jiang Yuchuan didn't bother to explain and remained silent.

Jiang Yuchuan's silence, in Ji Zizhou's view, was tantamount to acquiescence, as if it were yet another confirmation of his suspicions.

Having decided that Jiang Yuchuan was his idol's disciple, Ji Zizhou immediately started chatting with Jiang Yuchuan.

Jiang Yuchuan then learned that Ji Zizhou was the last disciple of the Valley Master of Wanyao Valley, and had left Wanyao Valley several years ago to go out and train.

Ji Zizhou had only arrived in Dali a little over four months ago. He had also spent a short time in the Great Desert in search of the extremely rare medicinal herb, Fire Heart Grass.

After acquiring the Fireheart Grass, Ji Zizhou immediately left the chaotic Great Desert and arrived in Da Li.

Ji Zizhou also mentioned that the first place he went to after leaving Wanyao Valley was Qingyang Town.

He wanted to personally visit his idol, whom he had admired since childhood.

Unfortunately, Ji Zizhou, filled with trepidation and excitement, did not get his wish. It wasn't that Qi Changqing didn't want to see him, but when he arrived in Qingyang Town, Qi Changqing happened to be out on business and was not there.

Although this matter happened a long time ago, when it was brought up again now, Ji Zizhou still shook his head and sighed with regret.

After recounting some of his experiences, Ji Zizhou turned to ask Jiang Yuchuan for his opinion.

"Brother Jiang, and what about you? And why have you come to Dali, a thousand miles away?"

"Me?"

Jiang Yuchuan smiled and said, "I'm like you, going out to gain experience. It's a good opportunity for us to go out and see the culture and scenery of the other two countries besides Daqian."

Ji Zizhou nodded without a doubt and exclaimed, "Brother Jiang, at such a young age, you have the courage and determination to travel the world. It is truly admirable!"

Jiang Yuchuan smiled and said, "It's nothing, it's just my nature. I'm naturally active and can't stay still for long."

As the two were talking, a gasp suddenly came from the line ahead.

Jiang Yuchuan and Ji Zizhou looked ahead together and saw that someone had passed the test.

The person who passed the test was a woman who looked to be under thirty, which was the reason for everyone's surprise.

The middle-aged man looked at the woman and began to whisper among himself.

After listening to everyone, Jiang Yuchuan realized that none of the people present recognized her.

Although this woman was simply dressed and not particularly beautiful, she possessed the strength of a mid-level first-class cultivator. Her every glance revealed a hint of arrogance, and the aura she exuded was far beyond what ordinary people could possess.

"This person should be from the Dayong Dynasty."

Ji Zizhou then shared his guess.

“How come you see?”

Jiang Yuchuan asked curiously.

"Brother Jiang, take a close look at this woman's attire and height."

Ji Zizhou said, "Although this woman's clothes are no different from those of the Dali people, the embroidered headband she wears is an outfit that Dali women would never wear. Moreover, the embroidery on the headband is exquisite, featuring flowers, birds, fish, and insects, which are clearly characteristics of the Dayong people."

"Furthermore, this woman is petite, which fits the characteristics of the Dayong people. Combining these two factors, even if she is not a native of Dayong, she has definitely lived in Dayong for a long time!"

Jiang Yuchuan nodded slightly.

Judging from everyone's reactions, Ji Zizhou's guess seems to be not unreasonable.

Having become the first person to pass the test, the woman was immediately and respectfully led up to the fourth floor by a waiting maid, escaping the scrutinizing gazes of the crowd.

The testing process was very slow, and before long, it had gotten dark.

But under the warm glow of the orange candlelight, the huge third floor did not become dark as the sun set; on the contrary, it became even brighter.

During this time, two more people passed the test and, like the previous woman, were invited to the fourth floor.

The remaining dishes that had been tested but not passed the test did not leave; instead, some waited on the side with resentful expressions, seemingly wanting to see how many would ultimately pass the test.

Finally, after waiting for several hours, it was the last two, Ji Zizhou and Jiang Yuchuan, who got their turn.

The two were led by the two elderly doctors to two adjacent rooms.

"Good luck, Brother Jiang! I believe this exam won't be too difficult for you!"

Before entering the house, Ji Zizhou turned his head and sincerely and fervently encouraged Jiang Yuchuan.

"work hard together."

Jiang Yuchuan nodded and smiled in agreement. Then, he and the old doctor entered the closed room together.

The interior space is not large, but it is decorated in a very sophisticated and exquisite manner.

As soon as Jiang Yuchuan entered the room, he smelled a strong medicinal fragrance.

The old doctor pointed to a patient lying on the bed behind the screen and said impatiently, "The patient is there. No matter what methods you use, as long as you can wake him up, even if it's only for a few breaths, you'll pass the test."

Jiang Yuchuan nodded, and without saying a word, went directly across the screen to the patient.

As the examiner for this test, the old doctor naturally followed along.

Jiang Yuchuan had already used his divine sense to examine the two rooms when he went upstairs. Therefore, he already knew the patient's condition very well.

It was obvious that the patient lying in bed in pain and in a deep coma had the exact same symptoms as Linghu Yi, the young master of the Linghu family.

Jiang Yuchuan stretched out his palm and placed it on the patient's forehead for a moment.

Two completely different temperatures, one cold and one hot, surged wildly through the patient's body, clearly reaching Jiang Yuchuan's palm through the patient's forehead.

Jiang Yuchuan made up his mind, withdrew his hand, took out a package from his bosom, and unfolded it by the bedside.

The old doctor beside him kept a close eye on Jiang Yuchuan's every move.

In his view, this greenhorn in front of him had almost no chance of passing the test.

It wasn't that he looked down on Jiang Yuchuan, but medicine is easy to learn but difficult to master. Unless one is exceptionally talented, every famous doctor has spent more than ten or even decades honing their skills.

The words of that woman, who was barely thirty, had already surprised him enough. Therefore, he didn't believe that two such geniuses could appear in one day.

Especially when he saw that Jiang Yuchuan had taken out a row of silver needles, he shook his head repeatedly, becoming even more convinced that Jiang Yuchuan was a greenhorn who wanted to take advantage of the situation.

"As your senior, I must remind you that you should always act within your capabilities. Although there are no penalties for this test, if you cause irreversible damage to the patient, the Linghu family will not let it go."

Before Jiang Yuchuan could make a move, the old doctor gave him a stern warning.

Jiang Yuchuan glanced at the old doctor indifferently: "Don't worry, if the treatment is wrong, I will pay with my life."

The old doctor snorted coldly and said nothing more.

As the saying goes, it's hard to persuade a damned person with kind words.

He wanted to see what tricks this hothead could pull!

After spreading out all the silver needles, Jiang Yuchuan pointed with two fingers, controlling eighty-one silver needles of the same thickness to fly out of the needle bag and float directly above the patient according to the distribution of acupoints around the body.

After all the silver needles were in the right positions, Jiang Yuchuan pointed with two fingers, causing all the silver needles to fall at once and pierce into the acupoints.

Having completed this step, Jiang Yuchuan quietly activated a wisp of spiritual power and began to use eighty-one silver needles to draw out the two strange energies, one cold and one hot, that were intertwined and surging within the patient's body.

Soon, the originally ordinary eighty-one silver needles either turned fiery red or condensed with a fine layer of frost at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The patient lying in bed also relaxed considerably as the silver needles changed, no longer in as much pain as before.

"—This, this?!"

The old doctor standing to the side stared in disbelief at everything that was happening before his eyes.

Clearly, both Jiang Yuchuan's crude and simple treatment methods and the immediate therapeutic effect had far exceeded his expectations.

The next moment, the unconscious patient slowly opened his eyes to the old doctor's incredulous gaze.

"Where...where am I?"

Not only did it open its eyes, it also started talking!

This has never happened before!

The old doctor could no longer contain his shock and excitement, and immediately asked in a trembling voice:

"How...how did they do that?!"