68: Incomplete Qi Observation Technique

The group of elderly physicians was also stunned.

Even they had never seen such a situation before.

Someone was actually using medical treatment as an excuse to slap someone across the face.

Su Ran sneered. "Is this all you've got? Don't tell me you think a single slap can cure an illness?"

Xia Rong was even more incensed.

She knew about the relationship between Ling Xian and the Xia family, but she hadn't expected him to be so arrogant and overbearing.

"I really don't know what my sister sees in him. He's simply unreasonable."

Xia Mo's brow furrowed. She remained silent, her heart a whirlwind of conflicting emotions.

Just as Xia Yunfan was about to explode with rage, Old Master Xia on the bed suddenly coughed twice.

The entire room fell silent instantly!

Slap!

The slap landed!

He was awake!

A single slap had resolved the condition?

At that moment, the composure of every physician, including Su Ran, nearly collapsed.

Whose medical treatment used such methods?

In truth, because he had achieved perfect comprehension of the Golden Needle Technique, Ling Xian could see through all acupoints, meridians, and symptoms at a single glance.

What appeared to be a mere slap was actually the infusion of a majestic surge of True Qi.

This True Qi flooded into Old Master Xia's meridians, nourishing his withered body.

Simultaneously, the Undead Divine Fire played a massive role, cleansing impurities from his soul and completely purging the unclean things tainted by Providence that had been clinging to him.

As for why he had to deliver that slap?

That was naturally Ling Xian's intentional choice.

To give this Old Master Xia a bit of a lesson.

It could be said that at this moment, Old Master Xia was at least ten years younger in both physical and spiritual state.

Old Master Xia suddenly leapt off the bed and stretched his limbs.

"Oh my, how have these old bones of mine become over a dozen years younger?

Will one of you tell me what's going on?"

Having said that, when his gaze landed on Su Ran, his eyes lit up, and he grabbed Su Ran's hand with great spirit.

"Little brother, it's you, isn't it? It must have been you who saved this old man!"

His certain tone caused lines of frustration to appear on Ling Xian's forehead, and he regretted only giving him one slap just now.

"This old man wasn't trapped by Providence; he's just purely senile!"

Ling Xian reached a conclusion in his heart.

The entire room was deathly silent!

Everyone's gaze shifted between Su Ran and Ling Xian, filled with confusion.

Even the sisters, Xia Mo and Xia Rong, looked awkward.

The true savior was right in front of him, yet the Old Master had run off to thank someone else.

"Ahem, Dad, the person who saved you wasn't him, it was Ling Xian!" Xia Yunfan whispered a reminder from the side.

"What nonsense! Could I misidentify my own savior? Don't I know how much that kid Ling Xian is worth?" Old Master Xia retorted stubbornly. "You boy, hurry up and get away from..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Ling Xian had already flickered in front of Old Master Xia.

Coming straight at him was yet another slap!

Slap!

Faced with this palm strike as swift as a leopard, Old Master Xia had no time to dodge at all.

"Yes! Yes! Yes! That's the feeling." A light of excitement flashed in Old Master Xia's eyes.

However, in the next instant, that light dimmed.

He looked at Ling Xian in disbelief.

"How could you... forget it," his tone suddenly dropped as he curled back into the covers strangely, "this old man might as well just lie here and wait for death."

Everyone looked at each other, completely bewildered.

Although the illness was cured, why had his personality become like that of a small child, even learning how to throw a tantrum?

"No! No! No! It was I who used the Nine Revolutions Dragon Needle to cure the Old Master!

The Old Master had just fallen into a deep sleep and was slapped awake by that kid.

All the credit belongs to me!"

Su Ran knew full well that if Ling Xian really was the one who saved the Old Master, Xia Rong would have no choice but to marry him.

This was something he could never tolerate.

Xia Mo was clearly interested in Ling Xian; if Xia Rong were added to the mix... wouldn't the two sisters be serving one husband?

No, all of this should have belonged to him!

He was the Child of Destiny.

"Oh, my old bones!

Young Master Ling, you could have cured him yourself, yet you called this old man here just to pick a fight, didn't you?"

Before anyone could respond to Su Ran, a grumbling voice drifted in from outside the door.

Living Dead arrived at the Xia residence, complaining as he walked.

Seeing Living Dead claim that Ling Xian saved Old Master Xia, the veins on Su Ran's forehead bulged.

Everything had gone smoothly since he came down from the mountain; why was he being blocked at every turn in the Xia family?

"Old man, I said I was the one who saved him!

If you keep lying through your teeth, believe it or not, I'll kill you!"

Faced with Su Ran's threat, Living Dead laughed out loud.

"Hahaha! Kid from the Qingxin Sect, you're that arrogant?

Does your master know?

Even the ancestor of your Qingxin Sect wouldn't dare be so insolent in my presence!"

Living Dead adopted the posture of an otherworldly master as he strode into the Xia residence.

But in his heart, he thought: "Except for that kid Ling Xian... that kid has no regard for social etiquette at all."

"I saw clearly from outside just now. Your treatment didn't fully succeed; it was only when Young Master Ling stepped in that the Old Master's condition was completely cured."

Seeing that this old man could identify his sect's origins at a glance, Su Ran didn't dare act rashly and asked cautiously, "Who might you be, Senior?"

"Living Dead." Living Dead's gaze was sharp.

When the name "Living Dead" was spoken, everyone present looked blank; no one had ever heard of this title.

But Su Ran was different; he had heard it from his master's mouth.

In the martial arts world, there were two great hidden divine physicians: one was Living Dead, and the other was Flesh White Bone.

The two of them had mediocre martial prowess, but their connections reached the heavens, and their medical skills were at the very peak.

Rumor had it that together, they possessed the power to bring back the dead and put Flesh White Bone.

Even if there was some exaggeration, it was enough to show the terrifying nature of their medical skills, which could be called heaven-reaching.

"Greetings, Senior Living Dead!" Su Ran immediately bowed respectfully.

He could certainly kill Living Dead, but Living Dead's close friend, 'Flesh White Bone,' could instantly mobilize his connections to issue a hunt order.

There were many experts in the martial arts world with hidden injuries or chronic ailments, and countless others who could not be cured in a lifetime.

As long as Flesh White Bone gave the word that he would treat them...

Su Ran would be forced to remain trapped within the Qingxin Sect forever.

"Senior, I have other matters to attend to. I shall take my leave!" Su Ran felt that today at the Xia residence had been extremely unlucky.

Without another word, he turned and left the Xia residence.

He left the members of the Xia family behind, looking blankly at this uninvited guest, Living Dead.

At this time, Xia Rong stepped forward and said in a low voice, "Ling Xian, that previous promise was just a temporary measure; it cannot be taken seriously."

"But I took it seriously. What should be done about that?" A smile played on the corners of Ling Xian's mouth.

If it were the Child of Destiny, she would probably be throwing herself into his arms by now.

When it came to him, it didn't count?

Where in this world was there such logic?

Xia Rong was momentarily speechless, her heart in a mess, not knowing how to respond.

Seeing this, Xia Mo gave him a cool look. "Ling Xian, let's just drop this matter."

"Fine!"

"Thank you, Ling Xian. You are a good person."

"A good person, huh..." This was the first time Ling Xian had been given a 'good person card,' and he was a bit unaccustomed to it.

Once the physicians had dispersed,

And only Ling Xian, Xia Mo, Xia Rong, and Xia Yunfan remained in the room, Old Master Xia on the bed slowly sat up. His gaze passed over everyone else and landed on Ling Xian.

"All of you withdraw first. I have something to discuss with Ling Xian."

Ling Xian didn't move, wanting to see what this old man had up his sleeve.

Once everyone had withdrawn and the door was closed, leaving only the two of them in the room, Old Master Xia spoke.

"I thank you for saving this old man's life this time," Old Master Xia's voice was raspy, "but I hope that from now on, you will no longer have any involvement with my Xia family."

Ling Xian's brow furrowed slightly. "What do you mean by that?"

"My Xia family has an inherited fragmented secret technique called the 'Qi Gazing Technique,' which can only be used five times in a lifetime.

It had already been used twice before; adding today, that makes three times."