29: Chapter 29 Dissolving the Cold Poison

However, just as they left the territory of Mount Song, they encountered a Disciple of the Heavenly Eagle Cult riding a fast horse, rushing towards Shaolin Temple like a madman.

Seeing Zhang Sanfeng's group, the Heavenly Eagle Cult Disciple immediately rolled off his horse and knelt on the ground, his voice choked with sobs: "Grandmaster Zhang! Fifth Brother Zhang Cuishan! It's bad! Cult Leader Zhang Wuji has met with an accident!"

Fifth Brother Zhang Cuishan's expression changed drastically. He grabbed the Disciple by the shoulder and asked urgently: "What happened? What is wrong with Cult Leader Zhang Wuji?!"

"A few days ago, the Madam took the Young Master back to the Heavenly Eagle Cult in Jiangnan. On the way, they encountered two Mongolian experts who launched a sneak attack. The Young Master was struck by the cold palm power of those two and is now afflicted with cold poison!"

The Disciple replied with a choked voice, "Brother Chang Yuchun said that only the Butterfly Valley Medical Immortal, Hu Qingniu, of Butterfly Valley can cure him. He has already taken the Young Master to Butterfly Valley! The Madam sent me to find Grandmaster Zhang, begging you to save the Young Master!"

"The Xuanming Elders!" Yu Lianzhou's eyes turned cold. These two old thieves actually dared to come out and commit evil, and they actually set their sights on Cult Leader Zhang Wuji!

Fifth Brother Zhang Cuishan's face turned deathly pale, and his body trembled uncontrollably. He suddenly knelt before Zhang Sanfeng, his voice choked with emotion: "Master! I beg you to save Cult Leader Zhang Wuji! I beg you to save my child!"

"Get up." Zhang Sanfeng raised his hand to help him up, his brows slightly furrowed.

He had already laid the Foundation of the Wudang Nine Yang Skill for Cult Leader Zhang Wuji in advance, thinking he could avoid the calamity of the Xuanming Divine Palm, but he had not expected The Xuanming Elders to launch a sneak attack halfway.

It seems they were instigated by Cheng Kun to capture Cult Leader Zhang Wuji and use him to threaten the Wudang Sect.

"It is fine. With me here, Cult Leader Zhang Wuji will be fine."

Zhang Sanfeng's voice was steady, instantly calming the panicked Fifth Brother Zhang Cuishan.

"Yu Lianzhou, you return to the Wudang Sect first and notify Song Yuanqiao to arrange the Martial Forest Assembly. Fifth Brother Zhang Cuishan and I will make a trip to Butterfly Valley."

"Yes, Master!" Yu Lianzhou immediately accepted the order, turned around, and rode away.

Zhang Sanfeng and Fifth Brother Zhang Cuishan did not delay any longer, mounted their horses, and galloped towards Butterfly Valley.

Both were top-tier experts, and after riding wildly for just a day and a night, they arrived outside Butterfly Valley.

As soon as they entered the valley, they heard the sounds of an argument coming from within.

"Junior Martial Uncle Hu!" Chang Yuchun's voice, filled with anger, echoed through the valley.

"This child has only been struck by the Xuanming Divine Palm. With your medical skills, how could you not be able to cure him?"

"Hmph, I, Hu Qingniu, have established a rule: I do not treat anyone who is not a member of the Ming Cult."

A cold voice rang out, carrying a hint of stubbornness, "Don't say he is the son of Wudang Sect's Fifth Brother Zhang Cuishan; even if the Emperor himself came, I would not treat him."

"If you keep nagging, I will kick you, a Disciple of the Ming Cult, out as well."

"You!" Chang Yuchun was trembling with anger but was helpless.

Inside the medical hut, the scent of medicine permeated the air. The young Cult Leader Zhang Wuji lay on the sickbed, his face as pale as paper, his lips blue-black.

His body trembled uncontrollably, and his forehead was covered in cold sweat; he was clearly enduring the pain of the cold poison flaring up.

By the bed, a middle-aged man dressed in coarse cloth clothes stood with his hands behind his back; he was the Butterfly Valley Medical Immortal, Hu Qingniu. Chang Yuchun stood to the side, his face full of anxiety.

"Cult Leader Zhang Wuji!" Fifth Brother Zhang Cuishan rushed forward and grabbed Cult Leader Zhang Wuji's small hand, only to feel the child's hand ice-cold to the bone, and his eyes instantly turned red.

"Father..." Cult Leader Zhang Wuji slowly opened his eyes. Seeing Fifth Brother Zhang Cuishan, he called out weakly and managed a smile, but due to the cold poison flaring up, he gasped in pain.

"Divine Doctor Hu!" Fifth Brother Zhang Cuishan turned abruptly and bowed deeply to Hu Qingniu.

"I am Fifth Brother Zhang Cuishan of the Wudang Sect. I beg you to save my child! As long as you can cure him, I am willing to pay any price!"

Hu Qingniu glanced at him and said coldly: "I have already said that I do not treat anyone who is not a member of the Ming Cult."

"Your Wudang Sect is a righteous sect and has never had any dealings with my Ming Cult. Please leave."

"You old thing, why are you so stubborn?!" Chang Yuchun shouted angrily.

"By seniority, Cult Leader Zhang Wuji is considered a grandson of my Ming Cult. Why won't you treat him?"

"That is the Heavenly Eagle Cult, not the Ming Cult." Hu Qingniu remained unmoved.

"Yin Tianzheng has long since left the Ming Cult and established his own sect. His grandson naturally does not count as a member of the Ming Cult."

Just as the two were arguing, a calm voice rang out: "Mr. Hu, I have long admired your name."

Hu Qingniu turned around abruptly and saw Zhang Sanfeng walking in slowly. He was stunned for a moment, and then his pupils constricted.

He lived in seclusion in Butterfly Valley and did not concern himself with the affairs of the Jianghu, but he knew the great name of Zhang Sanfeng; he was someone that even the Ming Cult could not afford to offend under any circumstances.

Zhang Sanfeng raised his hand to help him up and said calmly: "Mr. Hu, there is no need for such formalities. I have come today, firstly, for the cold poison of my grand-Disciple, and secondly, I have long heard that your medical skills are profound and wish to discuss the Dao of medicine with you."

Hu Qingniu quickly bowed and said: "Grandmaster Zhang is too kind."

"Actually, it is not that this Junior refuses to treat him; it is truly because the cold poison of the Xuanming Divine Palm is too sinister. It has already invaded the child's internal organs and Meridians. This commoner... this commoner can only temporarily suppress it, but cannot cure it."

He was telling the truth. No matter how high his medical skills were, he could only use medicinal herbs to temporarily suppress the cold poison of the Xuanming Divine Palm; he could not eradicate it.

He had insisted on not treating him before because he was not confident. If something happened to Cult Leader Zhang Wuji after his treatment, it would offend the Wudang Sect and create an enemy for the Ming Cult.

"It is fine. You only need to use medicine to stabilize his internal organs. As for the cold poison, I will handle it."

Zhang Sanfeng spoke calmly and walked slowly to the bedside, looking at Cult Leader Zhang Wuji on the bed.

When the little fellow saw Zhang Sanfeng, his eyes instantly lit up, and he called out weakly: "Grandmaster..."

"Cult Leader Zhang Wuji, do not be afraid. Grandmaster is here." Zhang Sanfeng reached out, his fingertips condensing a wisp of gentle Pure Yang Qi, which he gently brushed across Cult Leader Zhang Wuji's forehead.

That wisp of Pure Yang Qi, like a warm sun, surged into Cult Leader Zhang Wuji's body, instantly dispelling the coldness within him, and his body, which had been trembling uncontrollably, gradually calmed down.

The little fellow breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Zhang Sanfeng, his eyes full of reliance.

Zhang Sanfeng did not delay any longer, having Fifth Brother Zhang Cuishan and Chang Yuchun wait outside the door, leaving only Hu Qingniu to assist from the side.

He sat cross-legged by the bed, slowly raised his palms, and gently placed them on Cult Leader Zhang Wuji's back.

The Pure Yang Qi of the Great Grandmaster Realm surged into Cult Leader Zhang Wuji's body without reservation. This Qi was extremely Yang and pure, the very nemesis of the Xuanming cold poison, yet it was extremely gentle and could nourish the Meridians.

The Qi flowed slowly along Cult Leader Zhang Wuji's Meridians, bit by bit forcing out the cold poison attached to his Meridians and internal organs.

Hu Qingniu watched from the side, trembling with fear.

He could clearly see the cold poison inside Cult Leader Zhang Wuji's body counterattacking again and again, only to be suppressed by Zhang Sanfeng's Qi. He quickly followed Zhang Sanfeng's earlier instructions to brew a decoction to assist in dispelling the cold and stabilize his internal organs.

The entire process lasted for three full days and three nights.

Zhang Sanfeng remained sitting cross-legged by the bed throughout, neutralizing the cold poison's several counterattacks with his supreme cultivation.

Under Zhang Sanfeng's guidance, Cult Leader Zhang Wuji also began to circulate the Wudang Nine Yang Skill that had long been imprinted in his mind.

The little fellow had extremely high Comprehension Ability. Following Zhang Sanfeng's guidance, he circulated his Internal Energy, using his own Nine Yang Internal Energy in coordination with the Pure Yang Qi to neutralize the cold poison.

On the morning of the third day, when the first ray of sunlight shone through the window lattice into the medical hut, Zhang Sanfeng slowly withdrew his palms and let out a long sigh of relief.

The Xuanming cold poison inside Cult Leader Zhang Wuji's body had been completely and thoroughly neutralized.

Not only that, but under the nourishment of the Pure Yang Qi, his Meridians became wider and tougher, and the Foundation of the Wudang Nine Yang Skill he had previously laid became incomparably solid.

"Grandmaster..." Cult Leader Zhang Wuji slowly opened his eyes and sat up, his complexion rosy and his eyes bright.

"Cult Leader Zhang Wuji, how do you feel?" Zhang Sanfeng asked with a smile.

"I feel great! My body is not cold at all!"

Cult Leader Zhang Wuji jumped off the bed, hopped around on the ground, and circulated the Wudang Nine Yang Skill again. He felt his Internal Energy flowing incomparably smoothly and had actually broken through the third layer, stepping into the Realm of the fourth layer!

One must know that the fourth layer of the Wudang Nine Yang Skill corresponds to the Xiantian Realm in the Jianghu.

A six-year-old child had actually stepped into the Xiantian Realm; this was an unprecedented event in the entire Yitian World!

Hu Qingniu, standing to the side, watched in astonishment. He bowed deeply to Zhang Sanfeng, his face full of admiration: "Grandmaster Zhang's Divine Ability is vast; this Junior admires you to the point of prostration!"

Zhang Sanfeng's gaze fell on Cult Leader Zhang Wuji, and he said with a smile: "This child not only has outstanding martial arts talent but also has extremely high Comprehension Ability regarding the medical Dao."

"Mr. Hu, I have a presumptuous request. I would like to have Cult Leader Zhang Wuji take you as his Master and learn medical skills from you. I wonder if you would be willing to accept this Disciple?"

Upon hearing this, Hu Qingniu was stunned for a moment, then overjoyed, and quickly said: "Grandmaster, you flatter me! Cult Leader Zhang Wuji has extraordinary talent and is incredibly intelligent; this Junior would be honored!"

He had spent his whole life studying medical skills, and his greatest regret was not having a Disciple to inherit his mantle.

Cult Leader Zhang Wuji was not only intelligent and pure of heart, but he was also the grand-Disciple of Zhang Sanfeng. To be able to accept such a Disciple was his great fortune.

Cult Leader Zhang Wuji was also very sensible; he immediately knelt on the ground, kowtowed three times to Hu Qingniu, and called out crisply: "Master!"

Hu Qingniu laughed heartily and quickly helped him up, his eyes full of gratification.

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The System notification sound faded, and Zhang Sanfeng understood in his heart.

The fate of Cult Leader Zhang Wuji's life of wandering and displacement had been completely rewritten.

After resting in Butterfly Valley for another day, Zhang Sanfeng took Fifth Brother Zhang Cuishan and Cult Leader Zhang Wuji, bid farewell to Hu Qingniu and Chang Yuchun, and headed towards Wudang Mountain.

At this time, Wudang Mountain was already gathered with experts.

The Sect Heads of the Six Major Sects and the high-level members of the Ming Cult were all gathered here, waiting for Zhang Sanfeng's return.

Previously, when they besieged Bright Peak, because the Wudang Sect intervened to mediate, it ended anticlimactically, and they were all holding a breath of frustration in their hearts.