Urban Super Medical Saint

"Master, it's getting quite late, and I have already had dinner prepared. Should you and my martial uncle eat dinner first?" Ouyang Murong cautiously reminded them when the conversation between the two paused for a moment.

"Look at me, so engrossed in our conversation that I've completely forgotten that we've missed the mealtime." Yang Yinhou, taken aback by the remark, then looked at Ge Dongxu with a smile.

"Hehe, I'm not actually hungry. However, there will be plenty of time in the coming days. We should eat first; we can talk about these matters slowly afterwards," Ge Dongxu said, suppressing the emotions welling up in his heart with a chuckle.

So the two went to the dining hall to have their meal together, which consisted of some local homestyle dishes. Each dish was very exquisite.

After eating, the two of them briefly reminisced about the past, and then Ge Dongxu brought up the matter of reopening Yang Yinhou's leg meridians.

"Who would have thought that, on the brink of death, not only would I meet you, but I would also have the hope of standing up and walking again," Yang Yinhou said to Ge Dongxu, filled with emotion.

"Master passed away at the age of one hundred and twenty; martial brother, you've yet to reach one hundred, there's still a long way to go," Ge Dongxu said.

"How can I compare myself to Master," Yang Yinhou replied.

"Master had a head injury back then; it's different for you," said Ge Dongxu, feeling a wave of regret.

If only he had received Ge Hong's inheritance earlier, perhaps his master would still be alive.

"But the breath within my body is far inferior to that of Master, hehe, let's not talk about this anymore. Life and death are destined, and wealth is in the hands of heaven. Being able to meet you before my life's end and to have the hope of standing up again, I am already very content," Yang Yinhou said.

Ge Dongxu smiled, then lifted Yang Yinhou and gently placed him on the bed.

"Stand guard outside the door, do not allow anyone to disturb us," Ge Dongxu instructed Ouyang Murong.

Cultivators, unlike ordinary people, aren't easily injured; but once they are, their injuries are much more difficult to heal.

This is actually easy to understand; it's easy to repair a breach in a small river, but fixing a breach in a great river is by no means as straightforward.

Yang Yinhou's situation was akin to the latter. Even with Ge Dongxu's cultivation and medical skills, he dared not be the slightest bit negligent or allow any distractions.

"Your disciple understands," Ouyang Murong replied solemnly, with a hint of excitement and anticipation in his eyes.

He was an orphan adopted by Yang Yinhou, who had raised him from a young age. To him, Yang Yinhou was both a teacher and a father, and their bond was extremely deep.

"Martial brother, it will be quite painful; try to endure it," Ge Dongxu said to Yang Yinhou after Ouyang Murong left.

"Don't worry, there's no suffering I haven't experienced," Yang Yinhou said with an unconcerned smile.

Ge Dongxu nodded and then placed his hand on the sole of Yang Yinhou's foot, beginning to slowly channel True Qi.

The meridians running through both legs numbered six, specifically the Stomach Meridian of Foot Yangming, Spleen Meridian of Foot Taiyin, Foot Taiyang Bladder Meridian, Foot Shaoyin Kidney Meridian, Gallbladder Meridian of Foot Shaoyang, and Liver Meridian of Foot Jueyin.

Ge Dongxu started with the Stomach Meridian of Foot Yangming. As he cleared each meridian, he was drenched in sweat, and so was Yang Yinhou. However, Yang Yinhou didn't make a single sound from the beginning to the end, which filled Ge Dongxu with immense respect.

He was well aware of the pain, as sharp as knives and needles!

After clearing three meridians, Ge Dongxu was completely drained of strength.

"It seems my cultivation is still insufficient, I need to rest for a while, and take advantage of the Chinese Hour of the Rat to adjust my True Qi back before continuing," Ge Dongxu stopped clearing further and, wiping the sweat from his forehead, said to Yang Yinhou.

At this moment, Yang Yinhou was so stunned by Ge Dongxu that he couldn't find the words to speak.

He had thought that if Ge Dongxu managed to clear one of his meridians tonight, it would be quite impressive, but Ge Dongxu had unexpectedly managed to clear three in one go and even planned to continue after a period of breath regulation, evidently preparing to clear all six meridians running through his legs in one night.

But after depleting one's True Qi, how could it be possible to recover so quickly?

Furthermore, having the cultivation of the Qi Cultivation Seventh Layer, could it really be that much more formidable than the Fifth Layer?

Yang Yinhou himself was also of the Qi Cultivation Fifth Layer and, although his realm had not improved over the years, his True Qi had become more pure and concentrated through decades of refinement, incomparable to ordinary cultivators at his level.

But when Ge Dongxu's True Qi entered Yang Yinhou's body, it made him feel as though he was standing by the banks of a vast river, feeling very insignificant.

The purity and concentration of that True Qi was beyond Yang Yinhou's imagination; he couldn't fathom how anyone could refine their mana to such a degree.

What Yang Yinhou didn't know was that Ge Dongxu practiced the complete Baopuzi Jiudan Xuan Gong, a high-level cultivation technique that naturally refined higher-quality True Qi. Plus, along his cultivation journey, although Ge Dongxu was aware of pill recipes that could enhance his cultivation power, he resisted taking shortcuts and persisted in daily meditation and cultivation, ensuring the purity and concentration of his True Qi.

Of course, besides these two reasons, Ge Dongxu's talent, the bloodline of Ge Hong flowing through his veins, among other factors, played a role.

"Dongxu, do you really only have the Qi Cultivation Seventh Layer?" After a long while, Yang Yinhou couldn't help but ask.

"That's right," Ge Dongxu smiled and responded. Experience more content on My Virtual Library Empire

"But why do I have this intuition that a true Qi Cultivation Seventh Layer shouldn't be as powerful as you?" Yang Yinhou expressed the confusion in his heart.

"There's nothing surprising about that, as even within the same realm, there are different levels of strength," Ge Dongxu replied matter-of-factly.

Upon hearing this, Yang Yinhou was stunned and after a while could only offer a wry smile, "Okay, that's indeed the case."

Seeing the look of resignation on Yang Yinhou's face, Ge Dongxu smiled apologetically and then said, "It's the Chinese Hour of the Rat, I will meditate and regulate my breath now."

As he spoke, Ge Dongxu sat down cross-legged and then took out piece by piece of Taiyin Spirit Gathering Formation Talisman Jade, laying out nine in total around him.

Watching this scene from the bed, Yang Yinhou's eyes grew wider and wider.

This was Spirit Gathering Formation Talismans Jade!

It was said that even the great sects did not have more than a few inherited pieces, yet here was his junior brother, casually pulling out nine pieces from his bag and laying them on the ground as if they were no more than ordinary market stall goods.

After a long time, Yang Yinhou shook his head, finally realizing that he couldn't measure his junior brother by any ordinary standard.

An hour passed, and Ge Dongxu had recovered most of his mana; meanwhile, the nine pieces of Taiyin Spirit Gathering Formation Talisman Jade had turned into fragments, which made Yang Yinhou wince with distress.

This was Spirit Gathering Formation Talismans Jade, and just like that, they were expended!

But Ge Dongxu didn't seem distressed at all. Instead, he shook his head helplessly, thinking to himself how fortunate it was that he had purchased a good amount of glass-type jade, which would allow him to carve the Seven Stars Spirit Gathering Formation. Otherwise, relying on Taiyin Spirit Gathering Formation alone, when would he ever be able to cultivate up to the Qi Cultivation Eighth Layer?