Chapter 77 - Fifty Percent Confidence!

After a long while, Ling Feng furrowed his brows.

Mysterious!

Extremely mysterious!

This Cangqiong Sect Master was clearly aging abnormally, yet Ling Feng could not diagnose any sort of abnormality in him.

No wonder so many Daoist Doctors had been helpless; it was indeed an odd illness, an extremely peculiar one!

Seeing the furrowed brows on Ling Feng’s face, the Sect Master’s Wife sighed.

After examining the Sect Master’s pulse, all the other physicians wore the same expression.

Sure enough, this young man was ultimately unable to treat the Sect Master’s strange illness.

“Alas…”

Even Wen Tingguang couldn’t help but let out a sigh. New ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄhapters are published on NoᴠᴇFɪre.nᴇt

After all, he was just a teenager, and no matter how advanced his medical skills were, they couldn’t possibly surpass those of the youngest Daoist Doctor in the Empire.

“I have some speculations about the Sect Master’s illness,” Ling Feng suddenly said.

To everyone’s surprise, Ling Feng had made such a statement.

The murky eyes of the Cangqiong Sect Master flashed with a gleam of sharpness, and he looked at Ling Feng with difficulty, “Can you cure my illness?”

“I don’t know yet; I need to verify further,” Ling Feng replied indifferently.

“You, like all the others,” the Cangqiong Sect Master shook his head, “Forget it, forget it.

You may go; the sect will not hold you accountable, you don’t have to bear any burden.”

“I am not bearing any burden,” said Ling Feng indifferently.

“Please retract your True Power, Sect Master.

I need to use the Golden Needle to analyze the cause of your illness.”

“Very well.” The Cangqiong Sect Master took a deep breath and, with Ling Feng’s assistance, leaned against the head of the bed.

“Sect Master, my apologies.”

Ling Feng opened the Sect Master’s shirt and quickly took out two golden needles, striking like lightning, inserting them into the “Tiantu” and “Xuanji” acupoints.

The Golden Needle trembled slightly, and Ling Feng listened with a tilted ear.

“How…

how is it?” asked the Cangqiong Sect Master weakly.

“Please don’t speak!” Ling Feng’s brow furrowed, his voice carrying a bit of sternness.

The Cangqiong Sect Master couldn’t help but take another look at Ling Feng.

This young man, he actually dared to speak to him in such a manner?

Did he view him, the Sect Master of the Cangqiong Sect who ranked above millions, as merely a patient?

Interesting, truly interesting!

After a while, Ling Feng’s brows were knit even tighter.

“What…

what is this?”

Ling Feng clearly heard two heartbeats, two different pulses!

Although almost identical, there were minute differences.

“How can this be?

How is this possible?”

“Absolutely unheard of!”

Ling Feng’s words caused everyone in the room to grow tense, and the Sect Master’s Wife quickly asked, “What’s wrong?

Young master, did you discern anything?”

“It’s quite troublesome!”

Ling Feng’s gaze fixed on the Cangqiong Sect Master, “The Sect Master’s Vitality is being eroded; his Vitality Map is already ninety percent incomplete!”

The so-called Vitality Map is the trajectory of a person’s life.

Only a Daoist Doctor could see this kind of trajectory.

The more shriveled the channels of the Vitality Map, the closer one was to life’s depletion.

This Cangqiong Sect Master, who should be in the prime of his life, ought to have a Vitality Map resembling a thriving, leafy tree, but it now seemed like a withered, rotting old trunk, barely standing.

It was no exaggeration to say that if he were not a Martial Arts Expert, with his Vitality Map being this incomplete, it would be certain he was doomed to die.

No wonder Sun Siyi previously said the Cangqiong Sect Master was beyond medicinal aid.

“Ninety percent of my Vitality Map is incomplete; I won’t live past next year, right?” The Cangqiong Sect Master said with a faint smile, without much surprise.

Other Daoist Doctors had said something similar before.

“Normally, that would be the case,” Ling Feng nodded in agreement.

“So, can you treat it?” the Sect Master asked indifferently.

“I am fifty percent confident,” Ling Feng fixed his gaze onto the eyes of the Cangqiong Sect Master, “As long as you cooperate, I have fifty percent confidence!”

“Is that so, young master?” The Sect Master’s Wife’s eyes lit up with a glint of hope.

The other Daoist Doctors could only shake their heads, yet Ling Feng dared to claim he held a fifty percent chance of success!

“Boy, don’t speak recklessly without proof!” Wen Tingguang’s eyelids twitched wildly, his heart filled with disbelief.

“I never speak recklessly,” Ling Feng maintained his gaze on the Cangqiong Sect Master, “Provided the Sect Master is willing to trust me, I indeed have fifty percent confidence.”

Ling Feng had already discerned that within the body of the Cangqiong Sect Master, there lurked an abnormality.

It could be likened to a parasitic worm, but this entity was exceedingly cunning, capable of mimicking its heartbeat to match that of the Cangqiong Sect Master’s own rhythm.

It could even transform into a mass of Primordial Qi and blend into the Sect Master’s internal reserves.

In such cases, no matter how skilled the medical technique, it would be impossible to detect its presence.

Thus, the standard Daoist Doctor could only observe the Sect Master’s shattered Vitality Map and be at a loss for action.

However, Ling Feng had a method to restore the Vitality Map, defying the heavens and reversing fate!

But first and foremost, the parasitic entity inside the Sect Master would need to be extracted; otherwise, even if he were to prolong the Sect Master’s life, that parasite would continue to consume his vitality, bit by bit.

A myriad of thoughts flitted through Ling Feng’s mind, eventually converging on a highly risky strategy.

The Eye of Plunder!

By activating the Eye of Plunder, he would surely be able to extract the parasitic entity from the Sect Master’s body, but there was a significant risk involved—it could potentially drain the Sect Master dry as well.

Nonetheless, there was a countermeasure to reduce the risk.

Ling Feng’s mastery over the “Supreme Mysterious Acupuncture Technique” included a way to seal the Sect Master’s divine soul, vitality, and Primordial Qi within his body.

With these precautions, the perils of deploying the Eye of Plunder would diminish considerably, although not be entirely eliminated.

In other words, it was a gamble with life at stake.

The Cangqiong Sect Master scrutinized Ling Feng, and upon seeing the latter’s resolute eyes, he nodded, “I trust you!”

Ling Feng returned the gesture with a light smile, “Very well.

Then there are things you, as Sect Master, have the right to be informed of.”

“Speak your mind.”

“My method involves a dangerous gamble,” Ling Feng explained unhurriedly, “I will need three days to perform the Sealing Soul, Sealing Spirit, and Sealing Soul on you.

Only after three days would I be able to administer treatment.

The process entails certain risks; success would mean your affliction can be cured.

But, should it fail…”

“What would happen if it fails?” The Sect Master’s Wife interjected anxiously.

“Death!”

Ling Feng did not hide the truth.

A failure meant being plundered of essence by his own Eye of Plunder, which would not only lead to death but a rather horrific one at that.

“How audacious!” The maids at either side glared coldly at Ling Feng with a chilly gaze.

“Shut your mouth, you impudent boy!”

Wen Tingguang, anxious, wondered how this young man dared to gamble with the Sect Master’s life.

“Everyone, step back.” The Sect Master gestured wearily with his hand, dismissing the maids.

Looking towards Ling Feng, he said, “I am willing to give it a try.”

His condition left him at most half a year to live.

What harm could there be in risking a gamble?

“Sect Master!” The Sect Master’s Wife gripped his sleeve, shaking her head and tears welling in her eyes.

“Sect Master, this is extremely ill-advised!”

Wen Ting also clenched his fists; although it was he who had brought Ling Feng here, could they really entrust the Sect Master’s life to such a green youth?

“My decision is made!” The Sect Master looked kindly at Ling Feng, “Young brother, what is your name?”

“Ling Feng.” Ling Feng responded to the Cangqiong Sect Master’s question and, as if possessed, added, “And you?”

“Me?” The Cangqiong Sect Master was slightly taken aback.

In all the world, was there someone who didn’t know his name?

He paused for a moment and stated calmly, “I am Yue Zhonglian!”