278: Medicine King Valley successor

Inside the reception hall of the City Lord's Manor, the lights were brightly lit.

Qin Feng and Xiao Chun entered the hall led by guards. Yan Di was already seated in the main seat, while Yan Chi sat to the side. Although her face was still pale, her spirit was clearly much better.

“Young Master Qin, we meet again. Last time it was in the name of business, this time it is in the name of doctor and patient. I hope you do not take offense.”

“The City Lord is too kind,” Qin Feng said neither humbly nor arrogantly.

Yan Di's gaze was like a torch, lingering on Qin Feng for a moment. “I heard from Xia Xue that you can resolve Yan Chis nickname's berserk aftereffects?”

Qin Feng cupped his hands in greeting: “Lord City Lord, this Junior does not dare to boast one hundred percent, but I do have some confidence. This is Miss Xiao Chun, a Personal Disciple of the Medicine King Valley's Valley Master. She possesses the Wood Spirit Physique and has a unique approach to harmonizing Bloodlines and channeling violent Qi.”

Xiao Chun took a step forward and gave a graceful bow: “This humble girl is Su Yuchun. Greetings, City Lord and Third Miss.”

Yan Chi sized up Xiao Chun, her eyes filled with curiosity and expectation: “You are that Little Divine Doctor? I heard from Xia Xue that you once cured General Long Ju's old ailment?”

General Long Ju was a famous general of the Northern Border Army. A year ago, during a battle with the Barbarian Tribe, he was struck by the insidious poison of a Barbarian Sorcerer. He had sought many famous doctors to no avail, and his martial Dao Foundation was nearly destroyed. This matter was no secret among the high-ranking officials of the Northern Border.

Xiao Chun said modestly: “I do not deserve the title of Divine Doctor. What General Long Ju suffered from was the 'Bone-Corroding Yin Evil,' which happened to be countered by my Physique, so it could be resolved. The Third Miss's berserk aftereffects stem from the conflict between the Berserker Bloodline and the Yan family's fire-attribute Bloodline, combined with the masculine fire Qi of the Blazing Sun Art. These three forces are clashing within her body. It requires Wood Spirit Qi as a guide to slowly harmonize and channel them.”

A flash of surprise crossed Yan Di's eyes. This young girl had pointed out the root of his daughter's illness in just a few sentences; she indeed had some skill.

“In that case, I will trouble Miss Xiao Chun to give it a try.” Yan Di nodded. “What preparations are needed?”

Xiao Chun took out a cloth wrap from her portable medicine box and unfolded it, revealing silver needles of various lengths and thicknesses, their bodies shimmering with a faint green luster.

“All I need is a Quiet Room and a bed. I cannot be disturbed during the needle application process, so please have the City Lord send people to guard outside the courtyard.” Xiao Chun's expression was serious. “Additionally, I need the Third Miss to remove her upper garment and sit with her back to me.”

A trace of awkwardness flashed across Yan Chi's face, but she quickly nodded: “Very well.”

The Quiet Room was quickly prepared. Yan Chi removed her upper garment and sat cross-legged with her back to Xiao Chun. Her back lines were smooth and powerful, but at this moment, they were covered in dark red patterns. Those patterns crawled slowly like living things, looking quite eerie.

Xiao Chun washed her hands and burned incense, her expression solemn. She took out an azure jade bottle and poured out a few drops of emerald liquid to apply to the silver needles. The liquid emitted a fresh scent of vegetation.

“Third Miss, please relax. There will be some pain later, so please endure it,” Xiao Chun said softly.

Yan Chi took a deep breath: “Begin.”

Xiao Chun's fingers picked up the first silver needle, and a faint green light flashed in her eyes—this was the manifestation of the Wood Spirit Physique being pushed to its limit. She struck like lightning, accurately piercing the silver needle into Yan Chi's Dazhui point.

“Ugh...” Yan Chi groaned. She only felt a cool aura surge in from the needle tip. When it touched the scorching and violent aura within her body, it was like water meeting fire, and a sharp pain hit her.

But soon, that cool aura began to gently envelop the violent fire energy, like spring rain nourishing a parched land, and the pain turned into a numbing sensation.

Xiao Chun was fully concentrated, one silver needle after another falling, forming a profound needle array on Yan Chi's back. With every needle she placed, her face grew paler, and fine beads of sweat broke out on her forehead.

Qin Feng watched from the side, feeling nervous. He knew Xiao Chun was using the Wood Spirit Qi as a guide to harmonize the conflicting Bloodline powers within Yan Chi. But this process was extremely draining for Xiao Chun, especially since she also had to use the Origin power of the Myriad Medicine Body—although she claimed to have the Wood Spirit Physique to the outside world, the characteristics of the Myriad Medicine Body would inevitably show through slightly during actual treatment.

Time passed minute by minute. In the Quiet Room, only the humming of the vibrating silver needles and Yan Chi's heavy breathing could be heard.

Xiao Chun's clothes were already soaked with sweat, but her eyes remained focused. When the last silver needle was pierced into Yan Chi's Weilu point, the entire needle array suddenly lit up with a faint green glow. Emerald threads seemed to connect the silver needles, forming a complete cycle.

“Wood Spirit Returning to the Origin, Yin and Yang Harmonization!” Xiao Chun shouted lowly, forming hand seals and pressing them onto Yan Chi's back.

“Boom!”

Red and green lights erupted from all over Yan Chi's body. The red was scorching and violent, while the green was warm and peaceful. The two colors clashed and fused intensely until the red gradually receded and the green took dominance.

An hour later, Xiao Chun withdrew her hands, and the silver needles automatically jumped out, falling into her hand. Her face was as pale as paper.

Qin Feng hurriedly stepped forward to support her: “Xiao Chun!”

“I'm fine...” Xiao Chun smiled weakly and looked at Yan Chi. “Third Miss, how do you feel?”

Yan Chi slowly opened her eyes. The blood-red color in her eyes had mostly faded, replaced by clarity and shock. She moved her arms and inspected her internal condition, a look of disbelief appearing on her face:

“That sense of restlessness... has been reduced by more than half! And I can clearly feel that the conflict between the Berserker Bloodline and the Yan family Bloodline has eased significantly!”

She turned around abruptly and grabbed Xiao Chun's hand: “Miss Xiao Chun, thank you!”

Xiao Chun shook her head: “It is only temporarily suppressed. The berserk aftereffects are rooted deep within the Bloodline and cannot be cured in a single day. You will need continuous treatment for the next three days, with one needle application per day, supplemented by my specially made 'Heart-Clearing Spirit-Soothing Soup,' before it can be completely eradicated.”

“Three consecutive days?” Yan Chi did not hesitate. “Good! Let alone three days, I would be willing even for thirty days!”

Yan Di had been watching from the side and could not hide his excitement now. He walked to his daughter's side, reached out to check her pulse, and after a moment, his eyes shone brightly:

“As expected! Most of the violent energy in Yan Chis nickname's body has been channeled away, and the Bloodline conflict has clearly eased! Miss Xiao Chun, the medical skills of Medicine King Valley truly live up to their reputation!”

Xiao Chun said weakly: “The City Lord overpraises me. Today's needle application was very draining, and I need to rest. I will come again at the same time tomorrow to treat the Third Miss.”

“Good! Good!” Yan Di said repeatedly. “Someone, escort Miss Xiao Chun and Young Master Qin back to the inn to rest! Prepare the best restorative medicines!”

After Qin Feng supported Xiao Chun and left, Yan Di looked at the dark red patterns on his daughter's back that had mostly faded, a complex look flashing in his eyes.

“Yan Chis nickname, do you think Qin Feng and Xiao Chun are trustworthy?”

Yan Chi put on her clothes and said thoughtfully: “Father, although I have a direct personality, I am not stupid. They must have something they are after by taking the initiative to offer treatment. But at least today, Miss Xiao Chun was sincere in applying the needles for me. I could feel how much it drained her.”

She paused and said firmly: “No matter what they are plotting, as long as they can cure my berserk aftereffects so that I don't have to go to a Taoist temple for quiet cultivation, I am willing to pay any price.”

Yan Di sighed: “You are right. Although the sun crystal stone is precious, it is nothing compared to your future. If they can really root out your illness, what does it matter if we give them a sun crystal stone?”

He looked out the window; the night was deep.

“It's just that this Qin Feng... is not simple. I just received intelligence that Medicine King Valley has always lived in seclusion, but this time they sent a Disciple to travel outside, and she even severely wounded the Yin Demon Sect and the Corpse Demon Sect... There must be something fishy about this.”

Yan Chi was puzzled: “Father means that Medicine King Valley might be re-entering the world?”

“Perhaps.” A look of contemplation flashed in Yan Di's eyes. “The situation in the Northern Border is about to change, and major forces are all making their moves. Our Juyan City is located at a strategic point, so we must be cautious.”

He patted his daughter's shoulder: “Alright, you should get some rest. We will continue the treatment tomorrow. As for other matters, I know what I'm doing.”

Tomorrow is the Forging Competition, and it is also the final day.