Master Qian said, embarrassed, “Divine Doctor Zheng, I acted without understanding the situation just now.
Please forgive me.”
“It’s fine.
Under normal circumstances, Master Fang needed to cough up that stagnant blood.
It’s understandable that you were mistaken.”
Zheng Yan turned to Fang Guosheng and said, “Master Fang, the acupuncture was just a temporary measure.
Next, you’ll need an herbal bath.”
“Yes, yes, of course.
I’ll go in right now.”
After speaking, Fang Guosheng turned and entered the bathroom, while the others waited outside.
Zheng Yan found a place to sit down.
Lu Yan sidled up to him and said, “Zheng Yan, you’re so amazing.
Can you see if there’s anything wrong with me?”
“Lately, whenever I practice my techniques, I always feel like I’m not performing at my full potential.”
“But when I go to the hospital, they can’t find anything wrong.”
Zheng Yan nodded and activated his eyes.
Before him, Lu Yan, who was wearing a crop top, seemed to be dressed in transparent clothes, completely exposed to Zheng Yan’s gaze.
Zheng Yan felt a rush of hot blood surge through him.
‘Lu Yan’s figure is just too perfect.’
Lu Yan, unaware that Zheng Yan had already seen everything, blinked her large eyes and asked curiously, “Well?
Is there a problem?”
“There’s nothing wrong with your body.
The problem is that the Cultivation Technique you’re practicing might not be suitable for you.”
Hearing what Zheng Yan said, Master Qian and the others all grew interested.
Although Zheng Yan’s medical skills had won them over, they still found it hard to believe that someone so young could be a Martial Artist at the Bone Refining level.
Now that Zheng Yan was actually talking about issues with a Cultivation Technique, their interest was piqued.
“Divine Doctor Zheng, are you saying Cultivation Techniques can be suitable or unsuitable for a person?”
Zheng Yan nodded and said, “Lu Yan is a woman.
Women are like water and belong to Yin.
The fist and palm styles that Fang Guosheng uses, however, are extremely Yang and aren’t suitable for Lu Yan to practice.”
The crowd was slightly taken aback.
Then someone said, “So, by your logic, Divine Doctor Zheng, no woman can practice fist techniques?”
“That’s impossible.
Our Four Symbols Fist Sect has a female master who is also at the Bone Refining realm.
She’s incredibly strong.”
“Yeah, our sect has one too.”
Everyone started chattering at once.
Inwardly, they were a bit annoyed with Zheng Yan.
‘His medical skills are impressive, sure, but he’s too pretentious.’
‘Who’d have thought he’d claim cultivation is related to one’s constitution?’
Zheng Yan shook his head and said, “Ordinary women would indeed have no problem. New chapters come out on g.com first.
The issue lies with Lu Yan’s specific constitution.”
“If I’m not mistaken, Lu Yan, you were born during the Zi hour in the seventh lunar month.”
Lu Yan blinked her large eyes in surprise.
“How did you know?”
“I was born on the fourteenth day of the seventh lunar month, during the Zi hour.
Does that have something to do with this?”
Zheng Yan nodded.
“You have an Extreme Yin Physique.
If you force yourself to continue this cultivation, you won’t see any symptoms now, but problems will arise in a few more years.”
“Moreover, it will be difficult for you to achieve anything significant.”
Hearing Zheng Yan’s words, Lu Yan’s eyes widened.
‘No wonder I always felt like something was holding me back when I practiced Master Fang’s Cultivation Technique.’
“Then what should I do?” Lu Yan asked, looking up at Zheng Yan.
“It’s not a huge issue.
Your constitution isn’t necessarily a bad thing.
There are two ways to solve this.
The first is to practice a Cultivation Technique that suits you.”
“As long as you choose the right technique, your Extreme Yin Physique might even allow you to achieve twice the results with half the effort.”
“The other method is to use medicinal pills to forcibly change your constitution.
However, that might cause your cultivation level to regress, though at least you wouldn’t experience any physical discomfort.”
Lu Yan looked troubled.
‘The first option is viable, but I’ve already become Master Fang’s disciple.
Practicing another Cultivation Technique is a major taboo.’
“The second option…
can you do it?” Lu Yan asked, looking at Zheng Yan.
“It’s not a big problem, but it would be a bit of a waste.
With your constitution, you might be able to reach the Bone Marrow Refining realm or even higher in the future.”
“Besides, I have a Heart Method that would be perfect for you,” Zheng Yan said regretfully.
An Extreme Yin Physique was both a disadvantage and an advantage.
Used correctly, one’s cultivation speed could advance by leaps and bounds.
“Since I’ve already become Master Fang’s disciple, I naturally won’t practice any other martial arts.
Zheng Yan, please just help me.”
Zheng Yan looked at Lu Yan’s earnest expression and felt a sense of admiration.
The first time he met Lu Yan, he had thought she was just a spoiled little girl.
He hadn’t expected her to be so principled.
Master Qian and the others stroked their beards and nodded in satisfaction.
“It’s truly a blessing for Master Fang to have a disciple like you.”
It’s a shame about her constitution, though.”
Just then, the door to Fang Guosheng’s bathroom opened.
A fully dressed Fang Guosheng walked out and said, “I heard your entire conversation just now.”
“Lu Yan, you don’t have to force yourself to learn a Cultivation Technique that’s unsuitable for you just to save my face.”
“Since Divine Doctor Zheng has a Heart Method that’s right for you, I think you should learn it from him.”
Lu Yan looked at Master Fang and said, “Master, how could I practice another Cultivation Technique?
Besides, it’s against the rules.”
Fang Guosheng sighed.
“Lu Yan, I don’t want to waste your talent because of this.”
Zheng Yan nodded and said, “Lu Yan, don’t worry.
I’m not asking you to become my disciple.
I’ll give you this Heart Method as a gift between friends.
You can absolutely continue to train under Master Fang.”
“Haha, since Divine Doctor Zheng has put it that way, you should just agree, Lu Yan,” Fang Guosheng said with a laugh.
Lu Yan looked at Fang Guosheng and nodded silently.
“Master, I’ll listen to you, then.”
After speaking, she peeked shyly at Zheng Yan.
“By the way, Master Fang, how is your body feeling?” Master Qian and the others asked.
“Much better.
But according to Divine Doctor Zheng, it seems a full recovery will still take some time.”
“That’s right.
Continue using this medicine for the herbal baths.
You won’t need my assistance with the silver needles anymore.”
“Thank you, Divine Doctor Zheng.
I don’t have much to give you, so please take this medicinal herb as a token of my gratitude.”
With that, Fang Guosheng took an exquisite box out of a cabinet.
He then opened it and handed it to Zheng Yan.
When the others saw it, they all gasped in shock.
This was no ordinary item; it was a 500-year-old Polygonum multiflorum.
Back then, Fang Guosheng had spent a great fortune to acquire it.
“Master Fang, you’re going to give this away?”
“I remember offering you millions for it, but you refused to sell.
And now you’re just giving it away?”
Fang Guosheng stroked the box and said, “I originally acquired this Polygonum multiflorum to treat my illness, just in case I ever needed it.”
“Now that my illness is cured, there’s no use in keeping it.”
“This item will surely be put to much better use in Zheng Yan’s hands.”
Zheng Yan waved his hand dismissively.
“Master Fang, this is far too valuable.
I think you should keep it for yourself.”
“If you don’t accept, it means you’re looking down on me.”
“This…”
Unable to refuse, Zheng Yan had no choice but to accept it with a sigh.
‘In just two short days, I’ve received two incredible medicinal herbs.
But I still have no leads on the other ingredients I need.’
“By the way, Master Fang, may I ask where you purchase these kinds of medicinal herbs?” Zheng Yan asked curiously.