Chapter 138: Can Be Cured

Right in front of me, he wants to touch my wife? And even asks me to hold her steady...

Even if he's a renowned master, he cannot humiliate me like this!

His fists clenched, Ling Tianyu ground his teeth, nearly going mad.

Sun Qiang beside him almost fainted too.

As expected of the master, truly domineering!

Making the husband hold his wife steady while he touches her...

A renowned master like him could have any woman he wants, yet he's into this—looks like I'll have to hide my wife from now on...

Of course, that's assuming I have a wife...

"Forget it, given her condition, better not hold her. I'll just go over and touch her myself."

Not seeing the expressions on the two men, Zhang Xuan kept his eyes on the woman in palace attire on the ground. After saying this and seeing no one move, he waved his hand.

Given this woman's condition, it's better not to hold her; if she dies while being held, it would be a loss.

"You'll go over and... touch her yourself?"

Ling Tianyu felt as if the other was trampling on his dignity.

If I don't help you, you'll do it yourself?

He won't even spare a comatose patient—and he calls himself a renowned master? He's simply... a beast!

Just as he was about to lose control and attack, he saw the man approach Yurou, extend his fingers, and place them on her wrist.

"Ah?"

He was about to strike, even if it meant death, to stop his wife from being humiliated, but seeing this, Ling Tianyu froze, dumbfounded.

What the hell is going on?

Didn't you say 'touch'?

Could it be that the 'touch' you meant was touching the wrist? The wrist has acupoints, and it's often touched when imparting cultivation—does that count as touching?

Are you trying to mess with me?

Brother, let me tell you, if you weren't a renowned master, talking like that on the street would get you beaten to death...

Sun Qiang beside him also twitched his mouth.

The master's way with words... is just too much!

He said he wanted to 'touch' the other's wife, making everyone think he had ill intentions, but it turned out to be this...

Such a proper thing, why make it sound so sleazy...

Even I misunderstood...

Taking the pulse is also called 'feeling the pulse'; Zhang Xuan just said it casually, not realizing the huge misunderstanding. Of course, he didn't know that in this world, doctors never 'take the pulse'; they only do various examinations like Western medicine in his previous life.

So when Ling Tianyu heard him say 'touch', he had no idea that diagnosis involved feeling the pulse, hence the misunderstanding.

...

Zhang Xuan didn't know their emotions were like a roller coaster, rising and falling; instead, he was pondering the idea that had just occurred to him.

Another ability of the Library of Heaven's Path—Appraisal!

He had used this ability before when competing with Master Moyang. As long as it was a treasure, touching it would automatically form a book recording its flaws. Now this woman was deeply comatose, no different from a dead person, so she couldn't possibly practice boxing...

If he touched her, would a book appear automatically too?

Thinking of this, he had said he wanted to touch her. Of course, in his mind, he was treating this woman as an object.

If Ling Tianyu knew his true thoughts, he would surely vomit blood even more.

His wife wasn't dead yet... and she was being treated as an object...

"Indeed!"

As his fingers touched her wrist, the previously still Library of Heaven's Path trembled slightly, and a book appeared before his eyes. Zhang Xuan was so excited he almost jumped up.

It was just a guess, but it turned out to be feasible.

He quickly looked at the book, which indeed bore the name 'Yurou'.

Opening the pages, it detailed her life and flaws.

"Yurou, forty-three years old, from Tianxuan Royal City, wife of Ling Tianyu of Tianyu Trading Company, Martial Artist Second Layer Initial Stage..."

"Flaws: First, weak meridians, unable to practice advanced techniques and true energy. Second, poor talent, low perception of qi... Eighth, corroded by the aura of Tinan Blood Jade, blocked eight extraordinary meridians. Specific blockage locations are..."

The book went on for several pages.

It recorded all the flaws of this Yurou.

"So it's just blocked meridians. That's easy to handle..."

After finishing the book, Zhang Xuan breathed a sigh of relief.

He had thought that if it were too difficult to treat and he couldn't think of a good method, he would explain the problem and send Ling Tianyu away, fulfilling his obligation. Since it was just blocked meridians, it was simple.

He had solved similar problems for Liu Yang, Wang Ying, and Zhao Yanfeng; it wasn't complicated.

Of course, that was for him. For others, even a Martial Artist Eighth Layer Grandmaster would have a headache facing such a problem.

The human meridians are inherently fragile. Once blocked, there is almost no solution except for persistent effort over time!

Zhang Xuan was different.

Cultivating the Heaven's Path Divine Art, his true energy was so pure it had no impurities. By channeling this true energy into the body, any blockage, no matter how fine the meridian, could be instantly cleared without any issue.

This was why he could help Zhao Yanfeng and Sun Qiang break through quickly and easily solve Wang Ying's leg injury.

"Master Yang, how is it?"

Seeing him finish taking the pulse, Ling Tianyu looked over anxiously again.

"Your wife's condition—it's not difficult to cure!"

Zhang Xuan returned to his seat, waved his hand grandly, exuding an imposing manner.

"Not difficult?"

Ling Tianyu's pupils contracted, his tense fists involuntarily relaxed, and he knelt down excitedly: "Please, Master Yang, save her!"

To save Yurou, he had tried every possible method. Even Master Yuanyu, the foremost physician of Tianxuan Kingdom, was powerless. He thought there was no hope, but heaven never seals off all exits—this Master Yang could treat her!

His excitement was beyond words.

"Heaven has the virtue of loving life. If I were unwilling to help, I wouldn't have meddled in the Tianyu Trading Company's affairs!" Zhang Xuan waved his hand for him to rise, then frowned: "However..."

Although treating her wasn't difficult, if he just did it like that, all his previous posturing would have been for nothing, wouldn't it?

"Whatever you need, Master Yang, just say the word. Even if it costs me everything, I won't hesitate!"

Ling Tianyu quickly said.

Seeing him take the bait so readily, Zhang Xuan nodded in satisfaction.

Look at him—a merchant's awareness is truly different. With just one word from me, he knows what's up!

"Your wife has been corroded by that aura for a long time. It's unlikely to cure her in a short time. It will take about ten days... nine days, and each day will require spending a lot on precious medicinal herbs!"

Zhang Xuan was about to say ten days, but remembering that one day had already passed, leaving only nine, he quickly changed his words.

In truth, with his pure true energy, if he really wanted to treat her, he could do it in a moment. Why nine days? Naturally, to get more money.

No help for it—poverty makes one short-sighted. Although it would take some time, she would eventually be cured, which is far better than watching her die, right?

"What medicinal herbs does Master Yang need? I'll go buy them right away!"

Able to cure Yurou, Ling Tianyu already regarded this Master Yang as a celestial being. He didn't care about the number of days or how expensive the herbs were, and quickly said.

But no sooner had he finished speaking than he saw the usually composed Master Yang staring intently at him with an unpleasant expression.