351: Treating two puppies

Nie Qianji’s solemn words, however, sounded like a huge relief to Xiao Zhuo.

"Meridians fractured by seventy percent? Nascent Soul severely damaged? Divine Soul Origin injured?" Xiao Zhuo even curved his lips into a barely perceptible arc. "Hmm, indeed, it’s a minor issue."

"Minor issue?" Nie Qianji’s gaunt face suddenly stiffened, his white beard moved without wind, and his eyes were filled with shock and disbelief.

The Pill Hall deacon and the guiding maid behind him were even more dumbfounded, thinking they had misheard.

This was a severe injury that even Pill Hall Elders found troublesome, requiring precious resources, and possibly even affecting one's Dao path!

Yet, in the mouth of this Senior Wang Xuan, it had become a minor issue?

Xiao Zhuo ignored their reactions, walked directly past Nie Qianji, lifted the curtain, and entered the side room.

The room was filled with a strong medicinal fragrance. On two white jade beds, Wang Xianzhi’s face was like golden paper, his aura faint, with occasional chaotic lightning flickering on his body.

Wang Xianyu was unconscious, a faint golden mark subtly appearing and disappearing between her eyebrows, her aura ethereal yet exceptionally weak.

"Fellow Daoist, you mustn’t act rashly..." Nie Qianji instinctively tried to stop him. With such severe injuries, reckless action might make things worse.

Xiao Zhuo did not stop, and without turning his head, he said indifferently, "Elder Nie’s kindness is appreciated, This Wang knows his limits."

His tone was calm, yet it carried an undeniable certainty.

He first came to Wang Xianzhi’s bedside.

Looking at the stubborn boy's scarred appearance, Xiao Zhuo sighed inwardly. This boy must have been desperately trying to prove himself, and this backlash was caused by at least five primal chaos talismans.

He stretched out a finger and gently tapped Wang Xianzhi’s glabella.

"Om—!"

An indescribable Dao rhyme, as if containing the beginning of all things and infinite vitality, suddenly permeated the air!

All the potted spiritual plants in the room instantly grew wildly, their branches and leaves dripping with emerald green, and even the medicinal fragrance floating in the air seemed to become purer and richer.

Nie Qianji and the two others only felt a mighty, irresistible torrent of life wash over them, their pores opening, as if they had become hundreds of years younger!

Green light flowed from Xiao Zhuo’s fingertips, and the Dao Principle of Freedom invoked the Great Dao of Life, gently yet domineeringly pouring into Wang Xianzhi’s body.

Inside his body, the fractured and twisted Meridians, like withered branches and fallen leaves, repaired, reconnected, and reshaped at a visible speed under this vast vitality!

Not only that, the newly formed Meridians were tougher and wider than before, faintly exuding a jade-like luster, and even had subtle, profound Dao patterns of vitality self-imprinted upon them.

"This... this... how is this possible?!" Nie Qianji’s eyes almost popped out. His Divine Sense had been watching Xiao Zhuo’s actions, and Xiao Zhuo had not stopped him from investigating.

At this moment, he was dumbfounded. In the face of this pure power of the Origin of life, the power of the Medicinal Pills he had painstakingly researched was like a firefly compared to the bright moon!

Reshaping Meridians and strengthening them at the same time? What kind of divine method was this?! Is the Great Dao of Life that strong? An Immortal King’s intervention would be more like it, right? An Immortal King? Hmm? An Immortal King! Nie Qianji seemed to have thought of something, and the look in his eyes as he gazed at Xiao Zhuo’s back changed.

Could this Daoist Friend Wang, whose aura didn't seem ancient, be an Immortal King?

Immediately after, the green light on Xiao Zhuo’s fingertips turned into a deep purple-golden lightning.

This lightning was not destructive; instead, it contained the purest Origin of the Great Dao of Thunder, directly probing into Wang Xianzhi’s nearly shattered Nascent Soul.

"Condense!"

Xiao Zhuo let out a low shout, like the sound of the Great Dao reverberating in Wang Xianzhi’s Purple Mansion.

The shattered, dim, and lightning-dispersed Nascent Soul, which had fallen into slumber, was enveloped by the purple-golden lightning Dao Principle, as if it had been thrown into a cosmic furnace for re-forging!

The scattered energy was forcibly gathered, Impurities were burned away by the Great Dao lightning fire, and the Nascent Soul became solid and radiant at a visible speed. The lightning patterns on its surface became more complex and profound, emitting a pure thunderous might far exceeding its previous state!

Throughout this process, the Thunder Shock Induction Cultivation Technique originally operating within Wang Xianzhi’s body was not only unaffected but was guided by the power of the Great Dao to operate at high speed, perfectly harmonized.

"Forcibly refining the Nascent Soul?! And without damaging its foundation?! Even... making it stronger?!" Nie Qianji felt his understanding completely overturned again, his entire body trembling slightly, looking at Xiao Zhuo’s back with an incomprehensible reverence.

This was no longer within the scope of medical skills, but rather an absolute mastery over the Origin of the Great Dao!

The deacon and maid behind him dared not even breathe, only feeling that the figure of this black-robed Senior in front of them had become as towering and unfathomable as an ancient divine mountain.

In less than half an incense stick’s time, the golden paper-like pallor on Wang Xianzhi’s face receded, turning ruddy. His chaotic aura became stable and prolonged, even faintly exuding a powerful, sharp edge of breaking through and then establishing himself anew.

Xiao Zhuo withdrew his hand, as if he had only done a trivial matter.

He turned and walked towards Wang Xianyu.

Nie Qianji opened his mouth, wanting to say that Divine Soul injuries were the most dangerous, but remembering the miraculous scene just now, all his words were stuck in his throat, leaving only overwhelming shock and thirst for knowledge.

Xiao Zhuo looked at the faint Soul Burning Golden Flame mark between his sister’s eyebrows, his eyes softening for a moment.

He brought his fingers together like a sword and gently tapped the mark on Wang Xianyu’s glabella.

This time, there were no earth-shattering phenomena. An invisible, intangible, yet profound Dao rhyme, as if capable of encompassing heaven and earth and evolving wan fa (myriad laws), quietly permeated the air—the Free and Natural Heavenly Art was operating!

Xiao Zhuo’s Divine Thought, like the most precise tendrils, instantly discerned the operational trajectory of Wang Xianyu’s Spirit Nurturing Art and the subtle structure of her Divine Soul damage.

His Dao Principle of Freedom began to simulate, propel, and even optimize Wang Xianyu’s own Spirit Nurturing Art operation in an inconceivable manner!

Nie Qianji stared intently. He could feel Wang Xianyu’s weak Divine Soul Origin being nourished, repaired, and strengthened at an extremely natural, almost effortless pace!

This was not the forceful infusion of external power; it was more like her own dormant Cultivation Technique was guided by a supreme power, initiating an accelerated operation hundreds or thousands of times faster!

This method of awakening and guiding the Divine Soul Origin to self-heal, its subtlety and understanding of the essence of the Divine Soul, far exceeded Nie Qianji’s imagination!

"Divine Soul guidance... Origin self-healing... This... this is simply... miraculous! No, it's a skill close to the Dao!" Nie Qianji cried out frantically in his heart, his gaze towards Xiao Zhuo no longer one of reverence, but a fervent devotion akin to pilgrimage.

He had dedicated his life to researching alchemy and medical principles, and only now did he realize he was merely a frog in a well!

In less than half an hour, the faint golden flame mark on Wang Xianyu’s glabella became bright and vibrant again, even purer and more ethereal than before her injury.

Her long eyelashes fluttered, and she slowly opened her eyes, her gaze initially a little confused, then quickly regaining clarity.

She and Wang Xianzhi had naturally seen Xiao Zhuo in this appearance. When Xiao Zhuo revealed this disguise, he always pretended to be their Elder.

"Uncle?" She looked at the figure before her, calling out softly with some uncertainty.

"It’s good that you're awake." Xiao Zhuo withdrew his finger, a gentle smile appearing on his face. "How do you feel?"

"I... I seem to have had a very long dream, but my Divine Soul... seems more condensed?" Wang Xianyu felt her own body, surprised to find that her Divine Soul was not only healed but also seemed to have improved.

At this moment, a muffled groan came from beside them.

Wang Xianzhi suddenly sat up, instinctively clenching his fist. The surging thunder power within him surged, his Meridians were incredibly tough, and his Nascent Soul was as solid as substance!

He felt this transformative change, looking at Xiao Zhuo with both shock and joy. He quickly noticed Xiao Zhuo’s current appearance: "Uncle?! You... why are you here? Was it you..."

He didn’t finish his sentence, his gaze sweeping across the room, seeing the three figures of Nie Qianji, who were stiff as stone, their faces a mixture of extreme shock, bewilderment, adoration, and a worldview that had collapsed and was now being rebuilt.

Wang Xianzhi instantly understood. It must have been Xiao Zhuo revealing some of his methods during their treatment, which had stunned these few people.

In the past, when they went out for training, Xiao Zhuo had treated them countless times, and he was well aware of Xiao Zhuo’s methods.

Wang Xianzhi grinned, revealing a mouthful of white teeth, and when he looked at Nie Qianji and the others, there was a hint of smugness in his eyes, as if saying, "Our Young Master is just that amazing."

Nie Qianji finally regained a shred of sanity from the extreme shock. He took a deep breath and bowed deeply to Xiao Zhuo, his voice trembling uncontrollably: "Fellow Daoist... no, Esteemed Wang! This Junior Nie Qianji was blind, failing to recognize the arrival of an Immortal King! Today, witnessing your divine skill, I realize the Great Dao is boundless, and the Dao of Pills is insignificant! This Junior... submits!"

The deacon and maid behind him hastily followed, bowing deeply, not daring to lift their heads.

Xiao Zhuo waved his hand casually: "Daoist Friend Nie, there’s no need for such formality. I am not some Esteemed Wang; I am merely an ordinary Grand Unity!"

He glanced at the energetic brother and sister. "Since you’re both well, get ready and come with me to watch the competition!"

His tone was calm, as if the astonishing treatment just now truly was merely brushing away a speck of dust.

Upon hearing this, Nie Qianji’s mouth twitched violently.

This person’s ability is absolutely beyond what a Grand Unity can fathom! This person’s Great Dao of Life is definitely at the Perfection level; those old fellows in the Holy Land with stubborn old injuries are in luck!

News of this person... must be reported immediately!