Where's my golden core? Did you think I removed a kidney stone?

Chapter 84 Dragon and Serpent Transformation!

We ate hot pot until after 7 p.m. The red oil in the pot was already glistening, the chili peppers were swirling around the edge of the pot, and the aroma of beef tallow mixed with minced garlic rose up, making the windowpane fogged up.

Ye Tong didn't eat much.

She was clearly preoccupied, picking up tripe with her chopsticks and tossing it around in the pot, but she was so engrossed in listening to Su Ye that she didn't realize the tripe was overcooked until it was too tough.

Su Ye glanced at her and suddenly laughed.

Don't waste the ingredients.

Ye Tong blushed and quickly picked it up.

"Oh, sorry, I was just spacing out."

Ye Tong couldn't help but smile.

As soon as the waiter came to collect the empty plates, she quickly picked up her phone and scanned the payment code on the corner of the table.

However, Su Ye was faster than her.

drop.

Payment successful.

"Dr. Su, you said it was my treat."

Ye Tong was a little flustered and embarrassed. His finger was still on the screen when Meng Xian tried to transfer the money. Su Ye raised his hand and pressed her back into her seat.

"What are you doing, kid, trying to pay the bill like everyone else? Besides, you didn't even eat much, so get lost."

Ye Tong's lips moved, but in the end she put her phone away.

Her family was poor, and she usually couldn't even afford a hot pot meal. She originally wanted to sincerely thank Su Ye for this meal, but Su Ye's words were so natural, like an elder casually settling the bill, without making her feel embarrassed at all.

The slight unease in her heart dissipated somewhat. Su Ye stood up and draped her coat over her arm.

"Prepare well for the college entrance exam and get into a good university; that would be your way of repaying me. But don't slack off on training your eyes."

Ye Tong looked up.

Su Ye said, "Which of the extraordinary paths that Future University and I talked about is your true path, no one can say for sure."

Ye Tong nodded seriously.

"Okay, sure."

After this meal, Su Ye had a pretty good grasp of Ye Tong's personality.

Simple, sunny, positive, and generous.

There are also those who grow up in poor families and are cautious and careful, but they use that caution on themselves. They are afraid of causing trouble for others when they speak, and they dare not order expensive dishes. If someone helps them, they will remember it very carefully. They are simple and innocent girls.

After Su Ye walked to the shop entrance, he gazed at the night sky, a cold glint flashing in his eyes. However, the coldness quickly disappeared. Su Ye turned to look at her and suddenly spoke up to remind her.

"Don't always be so naive and open with others. Society is treacherous, and you can't imagine how dark it can be."

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Ye Tong burst into laughter.

"Dr. Su, you're starting to sound a bit like a father."

Su Ye raised an eyebrow.

Ye Tong carried her schoolbag and smiled brightly.

"If I treat others with sincerity, they will treat me with sincerity in return."

"That's not necessarily true."

"That's someone else's problem! It's not my problem!"

She spoke with such confidence that the lights outside the hot pot restaurant shone on her face, making her eyes appear clear and bright, leaving Su Ye speechless.

Su Ye waved his hand.

"Just let me know if anything happens."

The two left the hot pot restaurant.

As the evening breeze blew, the smell of hot pot on his body faded a bit. There was still a queue at the milk tea shop on the street, and several students in school uniforms were chatting and laughing while holding their iced drinks. Su Ye also enjoyed this tranquility.

Ye Tong pointed ahead.

"Dr. Su, my house is that way, I can get back by myself."

Su Ye glanced at the end of the street, his eyes gleaming like an inextinguishable lamp, carrying an unusual aura.

"Never mind, I'll take you."

"No need, it's really not far."

"Let's go."

Su Ye has already taken the first step.

Ye Tong had no choice but to follow.

In Su Ye's view, Ye Tong, a superhuman with little combat power, was no different from a child carrying gold in the street in the eyes of some mutated creatures.

Her eyes were too special; they could see air currents, see through flesh and blood to see the outline of a human body, and even glimpse some of the strange phenomena inside the bodies of extraordinary individuals. Su Ye understood how valuable it was to be able to see the world more clearly. If such a talent fell into the eyes of those people on White Lantern Street, its value would not be lower than that of He Qingqing.

Moreover, Su Ye had felt a gaze on him ever since they left the hot pot restaurant.

It's very far.

It's very light.

It felt like it was drifting over from two streets away in the post-rain air.

The person didn't approach, nor did they show any murderous intent. They simply remained hanging behind, in an excellent position that ordinary people wouldn't notice, and even extraordinary individuals would probably only feel a slight chill in the night wind.

Su Ye did not turn around.

He accompanied Ye Tong as they walked through the back streets of the hospital.

The city of Jiangcheng at night is ordinary, yet also warm and inviting.

Ye Tong walked beside him with her schoolbag on her back, occasionally stealing a glance at Su Ye.

She clearly still had many questions to ask, but she knew her limits and understood that Su Ye had already done her a favor beyond work.

After crossing two streets, there was an old residential area ahead.

There was no access control at the entrance of the residential area. The iron gate was rusty, and a row of electric bikes were parked along the wall. Ye Tong parked at the entrance of the building.

"Dr. Su, I've arrived."

The motion-activated lights in the hallway were slow to respond; she had to clap her hands before the lights snapped on.

Ye Tong turned around and said seriously.

Thank you so much for today.

"Let's go up."

"Um!"

She hurried upstairs.

Su Ye stood downstairs, his casual expression gradually disappearing.

The next moment, his eyes turned cold.

The spiritual power spread out silently.

The cool, clear water, like a tide, spread outwards from his feet, clinging to the base of walls, green belts, car roofs, and lampposts, inch by inch rolling towards the distant aura hidden in the shadows.

That person reacted extremely quickly.

Almost the instant his mental energy reached its limit, he turned and ran.

Su Ye did not pursue.

He stood downstairs, suppressing the attack from afar with his mental power.

The other party was located on another street outside the residential area, extremely far away. Their aura was accompanied by fluctuations of kidney water, and they were skilled in perception and long-distance vision. They were as cautious as a drop of water hidden in the darkness.

The inner vision of a person with a talent level equivalent to kidney water is extraordinary.

Ye Tong, a senior high school student, was being closely monitored by this kind of person.

interesting.

However, Su Ye also felt that there was probably some unspeakable secret behind this.

But other people's business is ultimately their business.

Su Ye is a doctor.

He can't save the whole world.

He has done everything he could today. The eye exercises may seem ordinary, but they are the most suitable method for Ye Tong at present. They can help her quickly relieve pain, relax her pupils, and grow rapidly.

Su Ye turned and left the old neighborhood. On his way back, the streetlights cast a long shadow of him.

He pressed his fingertips to his temples, his mind replaying the clear, bright membrane in Ye Tong's eyes. Helping Ye Tong soothe her optic nerves was also a test for him.

Ye Tong's eyes have undergone a strange change, allowing her to actively capture external information: light, airflow, human body contours, and even extraordinary auras are all brutally crammed into her brain.

Her brain couldn't handle it, so her temples naturally started to hurt.

However, after fusing with the Golden Spirit Bird Eye, he also encountered similar problems.

The metallic energy in my temples is too sharp.

The eyes are merely the outlet; the optic nerve, brain, mental power, and lungs—these are not yet truly interconnected in a complete system.

Previously, all he knew was how to release.

But they haven't learned to rein themselves in.

Su Ye used the power of the water system to gently travel along his temples.

A cool sensation separated from between the eyebrows, bypassed the eye sockets, and gently soothed the swelling along the optic nerve.

A faint golden light flashed deep within his eyes.

This time, the golden light did not tear the air outwards.

Instead, it's like a knife that's been sheathed; its sharpness remains, but it's become much more disciplined.

Su Ye seemed to be deep in thought.

"Once the meridians are strong enough, they will draw the lung metal energy into the eyes."

"Only then will the Golden Spirit Bird's Eye truly take shape."

He looked up at the night sky.

If one day one's pupil technique truly reaches its peak, the ability to shatter mountains with a single glance might not be a pipe dream.

In the darkness of night.

A figure sped through the alleyways of the old town.

He moved incredibly fast, his shoes splashing through the puddles, sending up tiny droplets of water. As he rounded the intersection, he grabbed the wall for support, his chest heaving violently, cold sweat streaming down his forehead.

He glanced back.

The streets behind me were deserted.

Only one street lamp flickered on and off, and the sound of dogs barking could be heard in the distance before it quickly fell silent again.

But he still didn't dare to stay for too long.

That mental force just now was terrifying.

It's like seawater overflowing.

Silent and overwhelming.

It felt like the entire block had turned into the other person's eyes in an instant, and if he was even a fraction of a second slower, he would be swallowed up by that deep water.

"Can kidney essence really reach this level?"

His voice was dry.

When did Jiangcheng produce such a person?

He stood very far away.

It was impossible for ordinary superhumans to detect his presence from such a distance, yet the young doctor was simply standing downstairs when his mental power pressed down on him. If that being truly intended to kill him, he probably wouldn't even be able to escape Jiangcheng.

"Oh no!"

His face grew increasingly pale.

"Such a person has actually set his sights on the Third Miss. No, we must go back and tell the adults right away."

He gritted his teeth, and his figure disappeared into the night once again.

The next morning.

Su Ye opened his eyes.

In an instant, a sharp golden glint burst forth from his eyes.

The air made a soft sound.

He quickly closed his eyes to focus, and thankfully the roof was unharmed. His conversation with Ye Tong yesterday had been effective; he could now control his eyes much better.

Su Ye breathed a sigh of relief.

"fine."

After he finished washing up, he stood in the center of the living room.

The morning light streamed in through the window, falling on the floor, and there was a faint woody scent in the air, completely different from his old damp rented room.

Su Ye exhaled slowly.

The dragon and snake have changed spines.

Make sure your feet are firmly planted.

The spine gradually relaxes, starting from the tailbone.

Crackling sound.

The fine cracking of the joints traveled up the back like a string of tiny firecrackers pressing deep into the flesh. The back fascia tightened, the shoulder blades opened and closed slightly, and the waist, abdomen, hips, knees, and ankles simultaneously entered a state of extremely fine coordination.

Qi and blood are mobilized.

The water-based golden elixir trembled slightly.

The golden energy in the lungs slowly circulates.

A faint warmth, like crimson clouds, emanates from deep within my heart.

The dragon-like energy within the spine seemed to be awakened by this set of movements, spiraling along the joints little by little.

Complete one set of exercises.

Su Ye broke out in a thin layer of sweat.

The sweat dried quickly, leaving his skin with a warm, glossy sheen. His muscles weren't exaggeratedly bulging, but they exuded a calm and powerful aura.

He could clearly feel that the Dragon-Snake Spinal Transformation cultivation over the past few days had greatly improved his physical body; his strength, resilience, and resistance to blows had all reached a new level.

Su Ye went to the kitchen and picked up a cleaver.

He examined the blade.

It's fairly sharp.

Then, he lightly traced a line on the back of his hand.

stab.

The voice was a bit unpleasant.

There wasn't even a white mark on his skin.

Su Ye increased his strength slightly.

The cleaver slid along the skin, making a sound like metal rubbing against hard leather.

The blade edge is bent.

The back of his hand is still intact.

Su Ye remained silent for a moment, then put the cleaver back on the cutting board.

"Flipping the knife won't work."

After he finished speaking, he felt that his words were a bit too much for Dao, since even an ordinary kitchen knife never imagined that one day it would be cutting off the hand of a superhuman.

Then, Su Ye went to an open space on the outskirts of the city.

The area around Shuaiyi is still under development, with weeds and gravel all around. In the distance, you can see several newly topped-out buildings, and cranes parked in Chenci, like a few quiet steel arms.

He stopped.

No need for water-based golden pills.

No need for lung metal.

He did not activate his pupil technique.

Relying solely on the physical body.

Su Ye raised his hand and threw a punch.

boom!

The air exploded with a short sonic boom.

The dust in front of the fist was instantly pushed aside, the grass lay flat on the ground, and several pieces of gravel rolled far away.

Su Ye withdrew his fist.

The arm is stable, and there is no discomfort in the joints.

The result made him very satisfied.

Now, in terms of physical strength alone, he has far surpassed the realm of ordinary people.

He then performed the breathing technique again in the open space.

The spiritual energy was drawn in and flowed into the body with each breath.

You can shake it once, but the effect is not obvious.

After the spiritual energy enters the body, it quickly disperses, with very little actually merging into the body.

Su Ye frowned.

The feeling is similar to a glass that is already full; if you pour more water into it, it will only overflow.

His physical condition is already at its limit, so continuing to accumulate spiritual energy would be pointless.

"A bottleneck?"

Su Ye stood in the morning breeze, his porcelain eyes slightly moving.

Water-based Golden Elixir, Lung Gold, Golden Spirit Bird Eyes, Dragon and Snake Spine Transformation.

He has received too much lately.

That's too abrupt.

Forcing yourself to practice can easily turn you into a complete mess.

Since the body cannot hold more spiritual energy for the time being, then go find the "Dharma".

Su Ye returned home and turned on his computer.

I entered a few keywords into the search box.

Jiangcheng.

The dragon and snake have changed spines.

Martial arts school.

Old boxing manual.

The webpage displayed a bunch of random content, including posts from health and wellness centers, short video reposts, and posts from a middle-aged and elderly forum.

Su Ye read through them one by one.

Many of them are just gimmicks.

What? Opening up the Ren and Du meridians in three days, reshaping the lumbar spine in seven days, and performing the 81-form Dragon and Snake Health Exercise.

Su Ye's eyebrows twitched as he watched.

Finally, he saw a picture of a model in a very old local forum.

The photo shows a martial arts school.

The signboard has faded.

Dragon and Snake Martial Arts School.

The post is from many years ago. The poster said that the Shuaijia Martial Arts School used to teach a very strange way of generating power. When practicing it, your bones would crack, your back would be like a coiled snake, and your spine would shake like a dragon.

There aren't many comments below.

Some people say that Master Jiang had real skills when he was young.

However, Su Ye saw some people saying that the martial arts school was about to go out of business.

Su Ye's eyes brightened slightly.

亥该末是甩里.

Dongcheng District.

It's not located in the center of Jiangcheng.

Around 10 a.m., Su Ye took the bus there.

The bus swayed and rattled along the way. Inside the carriage, there were elderly people carrying groceries, students carrying schoolbags, and an old man playing a short video loudly through the speakers.

Su Ye sat by the window, watching the city slowly transform from the bustling area near the hospital into the old and new Dongcheng District.

After the buildings were lower and the streets narrower, the street became more spacious.

The roadside shops are densely packed with signs: shoe repair shops, hardware stores, mahjong parlors, noodle shops, and the entrances all have a hint of the smoky, bustling atmosphere of a traditional noodle shop.

After getting off the bus, he followed the navigation and walked into a narrow street.

The shops on both sides of the street are all very old.

A steamer basket at a bun shop was steaming, and the owner of a hardware store next door was sitting at the door smoking. Several rusty wrenches were on the ground. Further in, the road was broken and a few grasses grew out of the cement cracks. It was a desolate scene, as if time had frozen in this old town. Only the years left their mark, and the city's construction would not stop here.

The Dragon and Snake Martial Arts School is located at the end of the street.

It is located between two shops.

The signboard is covered in peeling paint; the lettering is worn away.

The roller shutter door was pulled down most of the way, and a layer of dust had settled on the doorway. There were also several waste cardboard boxes piled up next to it, and it looked like it was about to collapse.

Su Ye stopped at the door.

"The end of the 'Hai' is gone."

"6

He raised his hand and knocked on the roller shutter door.

Splash!

The sheet metal vibrated.

Dust rushed towards us.

Su Ye choked a little.

His senses were now so acute that the smell of rust, old wood, and damp fist pads in the dust rushed into his nostrils.

I heard the sound of a window opening up from the building next door.

Some people were whispering among themselves.

"This is unprecedented! People actually came to Old Jiang's shabby martial arts school?"

"Who knows? They were probably tricked into coming here again. They're all con artists. No wonder their family is the worst off."

""

Shh, keep your voice down, someone might hear you.

Su Ye regained his composure.

Some of the things they said were very harsh.

This also shows that the situation of the Shuai Family Martial Arts School in the vicinity is indeed very bad. The Dragon-Snake Transformation can extend to the Dragon-Snake Transformation, which is inseparable from the head of the Shuai Family Martial Arts School. It also shows that the head must be capable, and he can't be so incompetent, right?

The bleak scene before him made Su Yesheng somewhat suspicious.

Could we have really made a mistake?

As the curtain was being turned, a childish voice came from inside the roller shutter.

"Someone's here? Sorry, my martial arts gym is closed."

Su Ye was taken aback.

The roller shutter door was lifted slightly from the inside with some effort.

A boy peeked out.

He was fourteen or fifteen years old, with messy hair, dust on his cheeks, and wearing a faded short-sleeved shirt.

He was initially impatient, but the moment he saw Su Ye clearly, he froze.

The next moment, the boy's eyes widened suddenly.

"It's you!"

Su Ye recognized him too; it was the boy he had rescued from the Xuanjing Society's stronghold.

Looks like I came to the right place.

The boy quickly lifted the roller shutter door upwards.

"My benefactor, please come in quickly."

The roller shutter door clicked, making a screeching sound.

The boy blushed and pushed upwards again with force.

Su Ye bent down and walked into the martial arts hall.

The wiring inside is very dark.

The air smelled of dust, plasters, and old sweat.

The floor was covered with a badly worn mat with curled edges. Several wooden dummy dummies stood against the wall, one of which had a crack in it, which was taped shut. In the corner were piles of broken sticks, boxing gloves, jabs, and a few faded medals.

There are many old photos hanging on the wall.

Some children are practicing horse stance.

There was a middle-aged man teaching boxing.

There's also a family photo; the corners of the photo are yellowed, and the boy was much younger than he is now, standing next to a man, smiling happily.

This place was once bustling and glorious.

Now all that's left is choking dust.

The boy stood in front of Su Ye, clearly excited. Upon learning Su Ye's name, he quickly said...

"Mr. Su, you saved me, and I will always remember your kindness."

He said it very solemnly.

"When I make something of myself, I will definitely repay you!"

Su Ye looked at him and couldn't help but smile.

The child has a chivalrous air about him, but he speaks seriously and seems to be a loyal and affectionate person. His family runs a martial arts school, which has indeed raised him to have some traditional chivalrous spirit.

"Don't rush to stand out from the crowd."

Su Ye looked around.

"What's going on at your martial arts gym?"

The excitement on the boy's face immediately faded.

He looked down at the soft mat on the ground and lightly brushed the dust off with his toes.

"My dad said he's closing down the business, and he asked me to come over today to pack my things."

He spoke lightly, but his tone clearly betrayed his unease.

Su Ye walked to the wall and reached out to touch the wooden dummy.

The wooden stake has many old marks on its surface, mostly from ordinary practice.

However, some of the steps were strange, the force was very penetrating, and the steps did not seem to be made by simply striking with the hands, which was obviously different from the other steps.

Su Ye's fingertip stopped on that footprint.

The grand momentum formed by the dragon and snake changing spine within the body was gently touched.

That's right.

He wasn't looking in the wrong place; he was using the power generated by the dragon-snake spine shift or the dragon-snake transformation.

The boy watched Su Ye's actions, seemingly wanting to say something but holding back.

He wanted to repay Su Ye, but the martial arts school was old and dilapidated, and his family was in a bad situation. He had very little to offer, and his embarrassment was written all over his face. Suddenly, he seemed to remember something.

"Mr. Su, please wait a moment."

The boy turned and ran into the inner room, where the sound of searching for a phone could be heard. It was a conversation the boy was deliberately keeping low, as if he was anxiously asking his father questions.

"Oh? Really?"

The boy's voice suddenly brightened.

""

"Okay, okay, I'll ask."

He hung up the phone, ran out from the inner room, and his face was noticeably happier.

"Mr. Su, my father said he would like to invite you to his home for a meal."

The boy scratched his head.

"My dad cooks it himself."

He became a little embarrassed when the topic turned to Shuai Li.

"Although it's nothing compared to your kindness—it's my family's heartfelt gift, and my family's circumstances aren't very good."

Su Ye smiled.

"fine."

The boy sighed and quickly began to tidy up the scattered things around him. Su Ye stood in the center of the martial arts hall and glanced at the photo on the wall. The middle-aged man in the photo had a tall and straight figure, broad shoulders, a stable posture, and exceptionally bright eyes.

Even from just an old photo, you can tell he has some training background.

Su Ye's eyes flickered slightly.

He originally came to find the source of the dragon-snake spine swap, hoping to gain inspiration from ancient martial arts.

Now is the perfect time.

He also wanted to see who the owner of the Dragon and Snake Martial Arts Academy was.

Su Ye then realized that the boy's name was Jiang Ping.

Jiang Ping pulled the roller shutter down again and locked it from the inside. His movements were clumsy, and his hands were covered in dust.

"Please shout as you walk."

He carried an old schoolbag containing several boxing manuals, a pair of worn-out boxing gloves, and two faded medals. The zipper of the schoolbag was broken in half, and he tied it with a tattered rope, which jingled as he walked.

Su Ye followed him through the narrow streets of the East District.

The sidewalks are old, and the buildings are old too.

Shuai Tiao Jiebu is considered one of the less economically developed streets in Jiangcheng. Clothes hang on the balconies, the stairs are old, and a few old men sit on plastic stools playing cards by the roadside. A radio nearby plays opera, and the creaking sounds are reminiscent of the shouts from the vegetable market, creating a rather unique atmosphere.

Along the way, Su Ye chatted casually with Jiang Ping. Jiang Ping didn't talk much, but when asked about his home, he didn't hide anything.

My mother passed away early.

He lived with his father from a very young age.

The martial arts school used to be able to stay open. My father taught boxing, took care of the children, and took in a few apprentices. Life wasn't rich, but at least there was hope. Fewer and fewer people came to learn martial arts. There are all sorts of fancy things in short videos. If you really let your children practice martial arts like horse skin exercises and strengthen their muscles and bones, the parents will be the first to not want to watch.

Jiang Ping's voice was deliberately low and his tone was cold and hard, as if he would never be defeated by life. However, he was still flustered and uneasy when facing Su Ye's self-confidence.

Su Ye looked at his profile and felt a little uncomfortable.

People who have also fought their way up from the countryside understand the hardships best. The street is narrow and old, but it also has a rough and warm feeling.

Jiang Ping's family lives on the third floor of an old building.

The stairwell was dimly lit, the edges of the cement steps were worn shiny from being walked on, and there were large patches of peeling white plaster on the walls.

Before opening the door, Jiang Ping was visibly nervous. He wiped the doorknob with his sleeve and then looked back at Su Ye.

"Um—my house is a bit messy."

The door opened.

The house wasn't big.

The apartment has two bedrooms and a living room. In the living room, there is an old wooden table with a clean surface. There is an old television on the wall, and next to it are several boxes with boxing gloves, prosthetic wrists, and an old certificate on top.

It's obvious that the house has been specially cleaned.

"Mr. Su, please have a seat. I'll get you some water."

"it is good."

Just as Su Ye was about to speak, the sound of a cane tapping the ground came from the kitchen, and a middle-aged man walked out of the kitchen.

Su Ye's eyes narrowed slightly.

Jiang Ping's father was in much worse condition than he had imagined.

The man was tall and broad-shouldered, but he was extremely thin. His cheeks were sunken, his stubble was bluish, and his legs were strapped to support his feet. He walked with a limp, one hand on a cane, the other sleeve hanging empty, revealing his wrist, but his hand looked as if it had been completely severed.

Although his eyes were dull and dejected, there was still a sharp edge deep within them, like a rusty knife, giving people the impression that he was not easy to get along with.

He looked at Su Ye, hesitated for a long while, as if he had just come out of a daze.

"You're the one who saved my Ah Ping?"

With a deep voice, Jiang Yueshan leaned on his cane and bent slightly.

"Thank you, you are our family's savior."

He spoke very sincerely.

Su Ye could sense that Jiang Yueshan was grateful to him, but also wary. He was a man who had been hurt, and he naturally erected a wall against all outsiders. However, Su Ye always felt that there was another layer of meaning behind it.

clang.

Jiang Yueshan placed a plate of stir-fried vegetables on the table.

The sound of the plate hitting the table had a strong aftertaste.

The dishes were already laid out on the table.

Three dishes and one soup.

Stir-fried greens, scrambled eggs with tomatoes, a plate of braised pork with potatoes, and a bowl of tofu soup.

It wasn't exactly a feast.

However, given the current situation of Jiang Ping's family, this meal was already quite grand, and Jiang Ping hurriedly went to serve the rice.

"Mr. Su, please have a seat."

Su Ye sat down.

The atmosphere at the dinner table was tense at first.

Jiang Ping ate a couple of mouthfuls of rice, wanted to say something, but then looked at his father and finally just lowered his head to eat.

Jiang Yueshan was also a man of few words.

He poured Su Ye a glass of water, his fingers stiffening slightly, the bottom of the glass hitting the table with a soft sound.

Su Ye didn't rush to ask about the martial arts school.

Given the current situation, if he were to directly ask about the Dragon and Snake Transformation, it would be too unreasonable for Mo Tai. The man's leg injury has not yet healed, his palm is broken, the martial arts school is about to close down, and his son was almost captured by the Xuanjing Society and had his spine removed. Talking about ancient martial arts at this time would be like poking someone's wound with your finger.

Su Ye took a bite of food.

The taste is good.

The potatoes were stewed until very soft, and although there wasn't much meat, the cooking time was perfect.

"Did you used to cook often, Brother Jiang?"

Jiang Yueshan was stunned for a moment.

"Well, Ah Ping's mother passed away early, so I've always been the one cooking. I wasn't very good at cooking at first, and that's how it ended."

""

Jiang Ping lowered his head, his ears slightly malfunctioning.

Su Ye didn't continue the topic, instead placing the porcelain on Jiang Yueshan's shoulders, neck, and back.

He looked at it very carefully.

When Jiang Yueshan uses crutches, his body will subconsciously lean to the right. His right shoulder has been compensating for a long time, his trapezius muscle is obviously tight, his lumbar spine also has protective stiffness, his leg is injured, his hip movement is limited, and he is likely to experience cramping pain at night.

"Brother Jiang."

Su Ye put down his chopsticks.

"Has your right shoulder been feeling stiff lately? And do you experience throbbing pain in your upper calf and lower back when you sleep at night?"

Jiang Yueshan looked up at him, and his expression had clearly changed.

How do you know?

Jiang Ping also put down his chopsticks.

"Dad, why didn't you tell me when you were in pain at night?"

Jiang Yueshan frowned.

"A minor problem."

Su Ye got up and walked to his side.

"Let me recite it for you."

Jiang Yueshan instinctively wanted to refuse.

Su Ye had already placed his hand on his right shoulder.

The moment his finger touched the ground, Jiang Yueshan's body tensed up. The next moment, a cool force seeped down his shoulders and neck, like icy water flowing into a knotted mass of muscle.

The soreness and swelling immediately subsided.

Su Ye didn't press hard, but each press landed on the most uncomfortable spot.

Medial side of the scapula.

Quadratus lumborum muscle.

Near the iliopsoas muscle.

Jiang Yueshan, who had been frozen in place, gradually slowed his breathing after a few moments.

"It hurts here?"

Su Ye pressed down with his fingertip.

Jiang Yueshan grunted.

"pain."

"The swinging motion is a result of long-term compensation. Your leg injury has caused your center of gravity to shift too much when you walk. If you keep swinging like that, your back will be ruined before your leg recovers."

Su Ye spoke calmly.

"Don't push yourself too hard with crutches, and make sure your braces are adjusted regularly, otherwise your joints will become increasingly stiff."

Jiang Yueshan remained silent for a moment, then took a serious step.

"I've got it, thank you." Su Ye helped Jiang Yueshan recite a few muscle exercises and then taught him a few simple stretching movements.

The atmosphere at the table finally eased for a moment.

Jiang Yueshan's gaze towards Su Ye also softened somewhat.

Su Ye sat down again and took a sip of water.

After eating half of the meal, Su Ye felt the time was right and then he spoke.

"Brother Jiang, how much do you know about Jiang Ping's condition?"

Jiang Yueshan stopped cutting the food.

Jiang Ping also raised his head.

Su Ye looked at the boy.

"His spine has evolved, and there is a large amount of irregular force in his body. It is now disordered and savage. When the irregular force of his hips presses on the spinal nerves, the situation will become critical."

The room fell silent.

Someone rode by on an electric bike outside the window, honked the horn once, and quickly drove away.

Jiang Yueshan's expression changed slightly.

He put down his chopsticks, his voice stiff.

"I know my son's situation myself."

Su Ye looked at him.

Jiang Yueshan continued, "It's alright, I've already planned it out for him."

"Brother Jiang, do you have a solution?"

"Um.

""

Jiang Yueshan's tone became low.

"He can practice the Dragon-Snake Transformation technique."

Su Ye frowned slightly.

The Dragon-Snake Spinal Transformation technique is indeed quite remarkable. Jiang Yueshan's ability to find a path within ancient martial arts is undoubtedly genius. However, the path to transcendence is far more complex than that of ancient martial arts.

The spinal abnormalities in Jiang Ping's body are something that can no longer be solved simply by practicing boxing.

"Ping'er's talent is very special." Jiang Yueshan's eyes shone brightly: "Although our Jiang family has declined now, we are still an ancient martial arts family. The family's heritage cannot be broken. It is indeed suitable for the Dragon-Snake Transformation. His spine is naturally compatible with the Houmen technique."

Su Ye continued talking.

"Practicing only ancient martial arts is not enough."

Jiang Yueshan's eyes instantly darkened.

"What do you mean?"

Su Ye looked at the simple house, at the old certificates on the wall, at Jiang Yueshan's empty sleeves and legs bound with a brace, and in an instant, he understood Jiang Yueshan's contempt.

The middle-aged man had already been crippled, which is why the martial arts school was forced to close down. His legs were broken, his palms were broken, and perhaps all the pride he had accumulated over half his life was crushed by the Xuanjing Society on that day.

He placed all his remaining resources on Jiang Ping, a heavy burden of inheritance, but from Su Ye's perspective, it was also a kind of shackle.

The Dragon and Snake Martial Arts School must not be discontinued.

The transformation of dragons and snakes must not be interrupted.

The Jiang family's affairs should be taken over by their son.

It's so cool.

It's also very realistic.

Su Ye originally only wanted to borrow the book "Dragon and Snake Transformation" to research a technique for transforming the spine.

But looking at Jiang Ping, who was bowing his head and remaining silent, feeling his body which could compress his nerves and cause paralysis at any moment, and looking at Jiang Yueshan, whose eyes were failing and whose breath was suppressed, he suddenly had a new idea.

"Brother."

Su Ye lowered his voice.

"Do you really want Jiang Ping to be trapped for life by so-called ancient martial arts in a future era of bloodshed and chaos?"

Jiang Yueshan's face turned completely cold.

"What is meant by ancient martial arts?"

His voice held a hint of suppressed anger.

"My family produced a martial arts champion in the past. Martial arts champion, have you ever heard of him? Back then, he used the Dragon and Snake Transformation technique and fought all over the world without encountering an opponent."

Su Ye did not avoid Jiang Yueshan's gaze.

"Then why are you so down on your luck now?"

In a word.

It pierced the room like a needle.

Jiang Yueshan's expression froze.

"The loneliness is due to bad luck —"

"Brother, let me be a little harsh."

Su Ye tried to keep his voice gentle.

Many unsuccessful people attribute their failures to luck, but sometimes they have to admit that things may have already fallen, or they may not have fallen at all.

Jiang Yueshan's breathing became heavy.

"My ancestors—"

"The glory of our ancestors has long since turned to dust."

The room fell completely silent.

Jiang Ping looked up at Su Ye, then quickly looked down again. Jiang Yueshan's eyes were gradually deteriorating; Su Ye's words seemed to have revealed the thing he least wanted to accept.

"Ping'er is a natural talent for practicing the Dragon-Snake Transformation. Once he practices the Dragon-Snake Transformation, no one who broke into my house that day will be a match for him."

His voice was deep, as if squeezed out from his chest.

"I can't let him get involved with that messy stuff. I can't practice what our ancestors left us, but Mo Hai should practice it. As long as he masters it, Ping'er can stand on his own two feet no matter what era it is."

With a roar, the old martial arts inheritor actually exuded a certain aura. Despite his broken leg and the fact that he was sitting in a poor house, he still had the backbone of a martial artist.

Su Ye also got a little angry.

He knew he was an outsider and shouldn't get too entangled in other people's karma, but Jiang Yueshan's stubbornness and the clash of their views made Su Ye frown and continue talking.

"You've mastered it, but what then? Using the finish line to challenge someone else's starting point? The people who broke into your home that day were actually just the weakest of the weak; in fact, they hadn't even touched the threshold of the extraordinary."

Jiang Yueshan's chest heaved.

"That day, it was because I was not skilled enough."

On that day, all his pride was shattered.

One of his legs was broken.

A hand was cut off.

The martial arts school also fell completely silent.

Su Ye took a deep breath, then gave a rather cold smile.

"Times have changed long ago."

He looked at Jiang Yueshan.

"With Jiang Ping's talent, how many years of training do you think it would take him to rival the extraordinary?"

Jiang Yueshan was about to speak.

Su Ye's figure suddenly disappeared from the table.

Just a moment ago, he was sitting at the dining table.

The next moment, they were already standing in the courtyard downstairs.

Jiang Ping suddenly stood up.

Jiang Yueshan's pupils contracted slightly.

The window is open.

The sun set in the courtyard, and a few clothes hung on the clothesline, swaying gently in the wind.

Su Ye stood in the courtyard.

He took a deep breath.

In an instant, it seemed as if the air in the world was drawn to him, the dust in the stairwell was stirred up, the clothesline suddenly taut, a potted plant in the corner of the yard rustled, and the airflow of the entire courtyard converged on Su Ye's chest.

The dragon and snake have changed spines.

Picking flowers.

The lungs, being metal, suppress their sharpness.

The water-based golden elixir stabilizes the entire body.

He didn't use his real killing move; he simply used the power of his body and technique to deliver a powerful punch.

boom!

The sound of fists rang out.

It was as if a celestial stove had fallen to earth.

The air was violently shaken, creating visible ripples. Dust in the courtyard surged to both sides, and several fallen leaves were shattered into pieces.

In a nearby residential building, someone suddenly pushed open a window.

"Did you break up the stove?"

The man peered out and looked at the sky.

The sky was clear.

There weren't even many clouds.

He looked around in bewilderment, but there was nothing in the yard. He scratched his head in confusion and closed the window again.

In the room.

Jiang Yueshan stood frozen in place.

His expression changed several times in just a few breaths.

Shock, fear, frustration.

He felt as if he had returned to that day.

Members of the Xuanjing Society broke down the door and entered.

His proud Dragon-Snake Transformation technique was as fragile as a loss in front of his opponent.

His fist was caught, his leg was broken, and his hand was severed. He lay on the ground, watching his son being dragged away and listening to the sound of the wooden stakes in the back of the martial arts school collapsing.

That was the most desperate moment of his life. If Jiang Ping hadn't been brought back, he felt he might have already ended his life.

At that moment, the sound of cooking outside the courtyard still echoed in his ears, and the overwhelming pressure swept over him, tearing his worldview apart in an instant.

Jiang Ping stood by the window.

There was no fear in the boy's eyes.

There was only awe, fascination, and an undisguised adoration.

Is the final move extraordinary?

After delivering that punch, Su Ye sat back down opposite Jiang Yueshan with an incomprehensible speed.

The soup noodles on the table were still gently swaying.

He remained calm.

"The world will undergo tremendous changes in the future."

Su Ye looked at Jiang Yueshan.

"Ancient martial arts can serve as a way of contacting the extraordinary. After all, the world is currently a blank slate, and the future changes are still shrouded in a gray fog. The wisdom of the ancients can be a stepping stone for us to move forward, but we must not use it as a self-imposed prison of outdated ideas."

Jiang Yueshan felt as if all his strength had been drained away.

His lips moved.

"you----"

He looked at Jiang Ping.

The fervor in the boy's eyes had not yet dissipated.

Jiang Yueshan was all too familiar with that look in his eyes.

When Jiang Ping first saw him perform the Dragon and Snake Transformation, he also looked at him with the same disdain. But now, his son's gaze has moved beyond him, beyond the martial arts school, and beyond the little remaining glory of the Jiang family.

Jiang Yueshan suddenly felt that he had aged a lot.

He looked down at his legs, then at his empty sleeves.

Is the end of the world the future?

Absolute power.

Immense pressure.

With the power to break free from the shackles of the mundane, he once guarded the glory of his ancestors and the Dragon and Snake Martial Arts School, believing that as long as it was passed down from generation to generation, the Jiang family would one day rise again.

But time has already moved forward.

He was still sitting in the old house, clutching a broken plaque, refusing to let go.

Su Ye looked at him, his voice becoming more harmonious.

"Brother, you have a chance too."

Jiang Yueshan suddenly looked up.

Su Ye said, "Your leg can still recover, your hand is unlikely to recover, but there may still be a way in the future."

Jiang Yueshan's pupils trembled slightly.

Su Ye didn't make any grand promises for him.

"Once we shake off the Trail Blazers and figure out a complete set of strategies, and then reveal them to the world, perhaps the era when everyone can be a dragon will finally arrive."

Everyone is like a dragon.

After those four words were uttered, the room remained quiet for a long time.

Jiang Yueshan looked at Su Ye.

The dejection on his face remained, but something seemed to have gently ignited something in his eyes.

Seeing that it was almost ready, Su Ye lowered his head and took a bite of the dish. The potatoes had already cooled down, but he swallowed them and suddenly smiled.

"Let's eat, the food's getting cold. I'm a doctor at the First Affiliated Hospital, I know the human body best. To put it bluntly, you have to listen to me."

Jiang Yueshan held his chopsticks, not moving for a long time. Sunlight streamed in through the window, shining on the old dining table and the faded group photo of the martial arts school on the wall.

In the photo, the young Jiang Yueshan is full of vigor, and a group of children are standing beside him.

The old photos are now covered in dust.

The photograph of Jiang Ping beside him gleamed in the dim light of the porcelain lamp. He polished this photograph every day; perhaps times really had changed.