Chapter 196 - Cultivating the Eight Desolate Fist!

Zhou Yu grasped Madam Yu Zhu’s wrist and began the diagnosis.

After the examination, Zhou Yu’s eyes revealed a solemn hue.

The situation inside Madam Yu Zhu’s body was extremely dire, not to mention the chaotic True Qi—there was also a strange and sharp fist energy roaming through her meridians.

This fist energy was incredibly sharp, having severely damaged Madam Yu Zhu’s meridians beyond recognition, and consequently, her internal organs were also afflicted with problems.

Since his arrival in the city, Madam Yu Zhu was the most seriously injured person Zhou Yu had seen.

Zhou Yu took a deep breath and said,

“Madam Yu Zhu, your condition is very complicated, and it will be troublesome to treat.”

Madam Yu Zhu smiled bitterly,

“Ten years ago, I sought out the renowned physicians of Dragon Country, even one of the three Saint Physicians, Sun Xuansheng.”

“But, they were all helpless.”

“So, I could roughly guess it would come to this.

It’s fine, if it can’t be cured, let it be.”

Zhou Yu shook his head,

“I didn’t say it can’t be cured, I’m saying it will be troublesome, and it will also require a number of rare Spiritual Medicines.”

“I’ll state this upfront, I don’t have these Spiritual Medicines.

If your Huang Family can find them, I will be able to cure you.

If not, there’s nothing I can do.”

Madam Yu Zhu’s complexion froze, thinking she might have misheard.

“Young friend, are you serious?”

“Of course!”

Madam Yu Zhu’s face lit up with joy.

“What Spiritual Medicines do you need, young friend?

I will arrange for someone to find them immediately.”

“Good.”

Zhou Yu made a list and handed it to Madam Yu Zhu.

Madam Yu Zhu immediately called for Huang Anping to find these Spiritual Medicines.

When Huang Anping heard that Zhou Yu could actually cure his mother, he knelt on the ground immediately, tears streaming down his face as he said,

“Mr.

Zhou, if you can cure my mother, I, Huang Anping, will serve you like an ox or horse in return.”

Zhou Yu simply smiled,

“Go find the medicines first.”

“Yes, yes, yes.”

Huang Anping carefully took the list and hurried away.

Zhou Yu turned to Madam Yu Zhu, saying,

“Madam Yu Zhu, I will first regulate the chaotic True Qi in your body.”

“You just need to sit down.”

“Alright!”

Madam Yu Zhu sat cross-legged, and Zhou Yu took out his silver needles to start the acupuncture.

While treating her, Zhou Yu asked curiously,

“Madam, what’s the deal with that Jia Ping from the Martial Cabinet?

Was he really there to arrest people from the Golden Spring Hall?”

“Him?”

Madam Yu Zhu showed a look of disgust.

“I shouldn’t comment on the others from the Martial Cabinet, but that Jia Ping is no good fellow, either.

He also came for the Eight Desolate Fist.”

“Using his status in the Martial Cabinet, he’s done many such deeds.”

“The only difference between him and Golden Spring Hall is that he cherishes his identity in the Martial Cabinet, not daring to rob openly, particularly knowing that I am still alive.”

Zhou Yu nodded his head,

“I see.”

Madam Yu Zhu chatted with Zhou Yu on some other topics, and time passed without them noticing.

After three hours, Zhou Yu retracted the silver needles.

“Done.”

Madam Yu Zhu closed her eyes to sense her condition then promptly opened them, eyes brimming with disbelief.

“I feel like the chaotic True Qi in my body has recovered.”

“Young friend, your medical skills are incredible.”

Zhou Yu replied with a light smile,

“Madam, the True Qi has only recovered temporarily, which should alleviate some of your pain, but during this period, you still shouldn’t circulate the True Qi.”

“Additionally, the injuries inside your body still require those Spiritual Medicines to heal.”

“The rest depends on when the Spiritual Medicines can be prepared.”

Madam Yu Zhu said excitedly,

“It’s enough, it’s enough.”

“To have been treated to this extent, I’m already more than satisfied.”

“I will never forget the lifesaving grace you’ve shown me, young friend.”

Zhou Yu said with a smile,

“Madam, you flatter me.”

“Oh, young friend, I still don’t know your name!”

“I’m Zhou Yu.”

“Zhou Yu, I see you’re quite interested in the Eight Desolate Fist.

Why not stay with our Huang Family for a few more days?

I have some insights about the Eight Desolate Fist to share with you,” offered Madam Yu Zhu.

Zhou Yu accepted without any pretense,

“Then I thank you, Madam.”

Soon, Madam Yu Zhu had someone arrange accommodations for Zhou Yu.

Zhou Yu arrived at his residence alone, where he didn’t rest but eagerly took out the parchment of the Eight Desolate Fist to study it.

The Eight Desolate Fist had a complete set of boxing technique systems.

Firstly, there were the movements, then the momentum of the fists, and when practiced to the highest level, one could even comprehend the intent of the fists.

Zhou Yu clearly remembered the old man once said that any cultivation technique capable of cultivating an intent was considered a superior cultivation technique.

“It seems, then, that this fist technique is indeed excellent.”

At the same time, Zhou Yu reflected in secret.

He had not previously thought that Sky Fist Luo Zhentian was so formidable, but the Huang Family Head once fought Luo Zhentian using the Eight Desolate Fist and still ended up defeated.

This sufficiently showed that Sky Fist Luo Zhentian was not undeserving of his reputation.

And judging by Golden Spring Hall’s cultivation level, even the disciples had reached the Great Innate Realm, then Luo Zhentian, as their master, was very likely a Transcending the Ordinary expert.

There was destined to be a battle between him and Luo Zhentian.

If Luo Zhentian appeared now, he feared he might not be Luo Zhentian’s match.

Therefore, he had to master the Eight Desolate Fist as soon as possible to compensate for his own martial technique’s weak points.

No sooner said than done.

Zhou Yu immediately sat cross-legged, starting his cultivation.

While Zhou Yu began his cultivation, Madam Yu Zhu also became aware of it.

She mused to herself,

“He’s started cultivating already, huh!”

“I wonder how long it will take this child, with his talent, to cultivate the fists’ momentum…”