Chapter 50 (Part 3)

In short, this Martial Uncle-Grandmaster had to be respected, held up, and perhaps even indulged.

Thinking of the little figure he had seen yesterday, Jingxin suddenly understood why Wuchen had said so much to him.

One aspect was that Wuchen valued him. More importantly, he was telling Jingxin not to anger the Martial Uncle-Grandmaster, because that was still a child.

“This disciple Jingxin greets Martial Uncle-Grandmaster.”

As soon as Jingxin arrived, he knelt and performed a great salute. This was someone from his grandmaster’s generation. On their first formal meeting, it would be unreasonable if he did not kneel and kowtow.

“Good child, get up quickly! This is my greeting gift for you. It isn’t anything good, just a jade pendant that can temporarily suppress your yin meridians. It can let you sleep properly once every day.”

After Yu Yu returned, he had read medical books. They recorded that people with yin meridians did not sleep well at night, because every midnight, the yin meridians would erupt with intense yin energy. As the host, Jingxin would definitely suffer.

“Many thanks, Martial Uncle-Grandmaster. This disciple will kowtow a few more times to you.”

When Jingxin heard that it could temporarily suppress the yin meridians, joy appeared on his face.

Even if it was only temporary suppression, to him, it was still extremely precious.

He could finally sleep well. Ever since the yin meridians had erupted when he was six, he had not slept properly for a single night.

Added to that, those in his clan who had always looked down on him because he had yin meridians had caused trouble for him every day. It could be said that after the age of six, Jingxin had not lived a single good day.

“Wuchen, go back and busy yourself. Just leave Jingxin here with me.”

Yu Yu waved his hand to chase him away. Only after Wuchen left could he examine Jingxin.

Under Jingxin’s nervous gaze, Wuchen left.

“All right, stop looking. Come over and let me examine you.”

It was hard to say whether this was some kind of fledgling attachment, but Jingxin’s trust in Wuchen was higher than Yu Yu had imagined.

“Yes. I will trouble Martial Uncle-Grandmaster.”

Jingxin sat across from Yu Yu and placed his hand on the table.

Yu Yu placed his fingers on Jingxin’s wrist and began taking his pulse.

People with yin meridians would be captured by certain people with evil intentions and used as cauldrons. After dual cultivating with someone like this, the other person’s cultivation would rise as quickly as if they were riding a roller coaster.

It was just that in the past, the people who possessed yin meridians had all been female disciples. Seeing a male disciple for the first time, Yu Yu was truly afraid this child would be captured and made into a cauldron.

If it was a normal case of mutual love and becoming Dao companions, then that would be one thing. But this kind of act, forcing others to dual cultivate with them, was something Yu Yu detested intensely.

In the cultivation world, Dao companions could be men or women. No one cared about gender. As long as the feelings were mutual, even becoming partners with someone from the demon race would draw no comment.

Wuchen’s biological parents were like that. It was just that their behavior had been far too disgusting. Merely because they quarreled, they no longer wanted their child and even wanted Wuchen to die.

Then why did you give birth to him in the first place? If they had not brought Wuchen into this world, he might have reincarnated into someone else’s belly and had a happy, complete childhood, instead of nearly dying in the snow.

When Yu Yu’s spiritual power entered Jingxin’s meridians, a wave of cold air rushed toward him head-on.

Cold. Extremely cold.

This cold also carried yin energy, which ghost cultivators loved most. If a ghost cultivator saw Jingxin, it would be very difficult for them not to think of seizing his body.

For ordinary cultivators, cultivating with yin meridians was extremely painful. But if it were a ghost cultivator, it would be like a fish entering water, simply a sweet rain sent down from heaven.

As for dual cultivation, by using dual cultivation methods to convert extreme yin into extreme yang, the other party would obtain a large amount of spiritual power, then advance rapidly.

Only the person used as a cauldron would be drained of spiritual power and die in agony.

If he wanted this child to cultivate normally, then there was only one path: convert his meridians and transform him into a pure water constitution.

As for why not change them into pure yang meridians, since converting extreme yin into extreme yang was, after all, the easiest method?

Yu Yu could only say that whoever came up with this idea was truly a great genius. Had they forgotten that Jingxin had a single water spiritual root?

Yang meridians and a water spiritual root restrained each other. Was this driving away a wolf, only to invite in a tiger?

Were they going to let Jingxin have an easy time or not?

Besides, who said converting extreme yin into extreme yang was easy? Perhaps to some other people, converting them into yang meridians might be a little simpler. After all, they would only need to set up an array and forcibly convert them.

But in that case, the person being forcibly converted would be in great pain. If they could not endure it, they would die directly during the conversion process.

Yu Yu was different. His method would not cause Jingxin any pain. It would just take a bit more time, that was all.

If it was handled well, he could even raise Jingxin’s single spiritual root to a heavenly spiritual root. Wasn’t that better than forcibly converting him to yang meridians?

It was precisely because Wuchen understood that Jingxin could not be converted to yang meridians that he had come to ask Yu Yu.

Water and yang restrained each other. Wuchen wanted to accept a disciple, not a corpse whose traits countered each other and could not cultivate.

Now that he had a method, Yu Yu had to make some preparations, especially the required spiritual plants. He was currently still missing a few.

Yu Yu did not speak for a long time, and Jingxin thought there was no way to cure him. His entire person became dispirited.

“It’s all right. Don’t worry. Martial Uncle-Grandmaster has a way to cure you.”

After finishing the pulse reading and seeing Jingxin like this, Yu Yu guessed the reason at once and hurriedly soothed him.

“Really? Martial Uncle-Grandmaster?”

When Jingxin heard Yu Yu’s words, the deathly air in his eyes immediately vanished without a trace, and his whole person became spirited.

“Of course. I have no need to deceive you, do I? Lies will always be exposed one day. Once I prepare the medicine, treatment can begin.”

Yu Yu stood on a stool and patted this child’s shoulder. It seemed these yin meridians had tormented him quite badly. Hearing that he could be cured, Jingxin seemed like a different person.

Before this, although he had a bit of vitality, it was not much.

It was as if he was simply living day by day, and perhaps one day he would just drop dead.

Jingxin truly wanted to live, but he also knew that his constitution would not allow him to live too long.

The Taizhen Immortal Sect was his last hope. But this hope was not that great either. It was only one final attempt. If it did not succeed, he would not blame anyone. Who asked his constitution to be so troublesome?

If only he had some other spiritual root that did not restrain it, he would have had it converted long ago. He would not have lived a decade worse than death while still being tormented by the yin meridians.

“Thank you, Martial Uncle-Grandmaster. Thank you, Martial Uncle-Grandmaster.”

Jingxin knelt and kowtowed to Yu Yu. Every strike was very forceful. After only three knocks, threads of blood appeared on his forehead.

“Ai, you child, why did you suddenly start kowtowing? Hurry and get up. I’ll heal you.”

Yu Yu jumped down from the stool and helped him up. With a wave of his hand, the wound on Jingxin’s forehead was healed.

“Martial Uncle-Grandmaster is really amazing. This disciple has never seen a medical cultivator more powerful than Martial Uncle-Grandmaster.”

Long illness made one half a doctor. Although he was not a medical cultivator, he still knew how powerful a medical cultivator who could instant-cast the Healing Technique was. Every one of those people was a famous figure who shook a region.

“Mm. If you know how to praise people, then praise me more. I like listening to it.”

As Yu Yu wrote the prescription, he told him to say a little more of what sounded nice.

Who didn’t want to hear nice words? Especially since Jingxin was very good at praising people.

He had never seen a medical cultivator more powerful than Yu Yu. Converted another way, that meant Yu Yu was the most powerful.

After staying with his master for so long, Yu Yu had also become narcissistic.

He also felt that in this world, no one had better medical skills than him. Perhaps it really was because of his talent. Yu Yu learned everything quickly and was very proficient.

Whether it was planting or medical skills, he was now no worse than Qingquan.

This provoked Qingquan into often saying that he was the wave in front, beaten dead onto the beach by his little martial nephew, the wave behind him.

Whenever that happened, Yu Yu could only rely on acting cute to make Qingquan stop teasing him. At the same time, he would hand the prescriptions he had written to Qingquan to look over.

Some illnesses Qingquan had encountered before, but because he did not know the cause, he had had no way to treat them.

Yu Yu was different. Once he knew the cause, he could prescribe the right medicine and cure the patient.

The prescriptions recorded in detail the illnesses Yu Yu had seen, as well as the specific treatment prescriptions. It could be said that they opened a new train of thought for Qingquan. The next time he encountered the same illness, he would also be able to cure it.

It was just that most of these illnesses were not in the body, but in the soul, spiritual sense, or primordial spirit. In Yu Yu’s words, people in the cultivation world were no longer limited to having problems with the body. Anything else connected to a person could become ill.

Including, but not limited to, the soul, spiritual sense, and primordial spirit. In serious cases, there could even be something wrong with all of them.

As expected of a world of cultivators. There were even more terminal illnesses than on Blue Star, and cultivators’ illnesses were even harder to treat. Many times, they required medical cultivators to use large amounts of spiritual power to treat them, and even then, they might not necessarily be cured.

Fortunately, Yu Yu had the Heavenly Eye, which saved him a lot of trouble. It reduced the process of searching for causes of illness and saved him quite a bit of spiritual power.

As for medical cultivators without the Heavenly Eye, they could only bitterly cultivate ocular divine powers or think of other ways to search for the cause.

But neither of these two was easy to manage. So medical cultivators truly had it rather difficult. Other people only needed to cultivate what they were good at, while they needed comprehensive understanding.

So those who could become medical cultivators famous enough to shake a region had full points in talent.

Although Yu Yu was narcissistic, there was nothing wrong with his thinking. He was indeed the best medical cultivator.

However, narcissism was narcissism. Yu Yu only said things like that in front of his own people. Outside, he was still that well-behaved, cute, obedient little child.

Even if someone pointed at his nose and cursed him, he only needed to look wronged, and plenty of people would come over to avenge him.

Bullying a child, no matter who the other party was, would make everyone look down on them.

Never mind that Yu Yu was already a Foundation Establishment cultivator. His appearance gave him an advantage! The image of a child made it very easy for him to obtain everyone’s goodwill.

Add in the way he looked wronged, and who would not feel distressed for him?

Even if they learned the truth in the end, they would only say: Why are you arguing with a child? He is still young!

Although being unable to grow up gave Yu Yu great restrictions, at the same time, it also brought him many conveniences.

Jingxin sat to the side and watched Martial Uncle-Grandmaster write the prescription. Clearly, Yu Yu still had the figure of a child, yet he gave Jingxin an extremely reliable sense of trust.

Perhaps it was Martial Uncle-Grandmaster’s confident attitude that made Jingxin feel that even innate yin meridians were not that difficult.

And in fact, that was indeed the case. Yu Yu finished writing the prescription.

“Tweet!”

He took out a whistle and blew it. Immediately, a small emerald-green spiritual bird flew over. This was a stupid bird that had been caught stealing his spirit fruits and now could only rely on delivering letters to repay its debt.

In Yuanyuan’s view, this foolish bird was too stupid. Wouldn’t it have been better to find itself a milk dad? Why did it have to steal food? Now look. It had to work every day to pay off its debt, unlike Yuanyuan, who could eat its favorite tender bamboo shoots every day, drink the best spiritual milk, and eat spiritual plants and spirit fruits as it pleased.

Owe a debt? Impossible. Iron-eating beasts would never be slaves, unless food, lodging, bathing, and face-wiping were all included.

Because of Yuanyuan’s mockery, this bird and this bear had formed a grudge just like that.

When the Azure Spirit Bird flew over, its beak still had black-and-white bear fur on it.

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