Volume 1, Chapter 46: The Nine-Fingered Divine Doctor

As spiritual energy surged, a current of air gathered in Li Hanzhou's palm, swirling like a tiny storm.

It was precisely the Grand Celestial Phenomenon Art.

While cultivating recently, Li Hanzhou had also taken the time to study the Grand Celestial Phenomenon Art. Not only that, but he had also examined the cultivation techniques won from recent bets, all in the hope of finding inspiration to improve the Taoist Sect's Northern Emperor Art. He wanted to adapt the Northern Emperor Art into a form suitable for cultivating true qi. Amidst this research, Li Hanzhou had successfully advanced the Grand Celestial Phenomenon Art to its fifth tier.

The more he studied it, the more Li Hanzhou marveled at the sheer power of the technique.

No wonder the Divine Citadel Nation was so wary of this art.

The ability to manipulate celestial phenomena was indeed formidable.

After gathering the air current in his palm, Li Hanzhou struck out with a palm blow directed at Shi Ming from a distance.

In an instant, a violent gale whipped up across the entire street.

The air current swept across the whole avenue.

Whoosh!

The entire street was thrown into utter disarray by this sudden gust of wind.

"What the hell? Where did this gale come from?"

"What's happening?"

People on the street were utterly bewildered by the wind. How could such a ferocious gale blow up out of nowhere?

Even Shi Ming was taken aback by the sudden wind. The powerful air current directly blew the cloth off his face. Fortunately, Shi Ming was quick-witted; he instantly grabbed the cloth veil and hastily clapped it back over his face.

Since his Martial Uncle had told him to go in disguise, it meant his Martial Uncle did not want anyone to know. Naturally, Shi Ming did not want people to see his face.

However, here in White Cloud City, there were no lack of martial artists, and among them were many experts. Shi Ming's attire was already conspicuous, and when his veil had slipped off, a few people had naturally caught sight of him.

In a nearby tavern, a martial artist said with a hint of oddity, "Senior Brother Chang, that guy whose veil just fell off—I've seen him before. He's a disciple of the Longevity Temple."

"A disciple of the Longevity Temple?" The person drinking opposite him was also stunned.

Why would a disciple of the Longevity Temple dress like that?

He wasn't even wearing his Taoist robes.

Instead, he had his face covered?

It looked as though he were up to something shady.

Not only this person, but several others in the shadows had also seen it, arousing their curiosity about Shi Ming.

Once Shi Ming put his veil back on and left, the crowd quietly tailed him, eager to find out what he was up to.

Sitting in the tavern and watching the martial artists trail behind Shi Ming, Li Hanzhou gave a faint smile. He called the waiter over and ordered an extra plate of spiced beef.

Before long, a visitor entered the tavern. Although dressed in casual clothes, he exuded an air of noble distinction and carried an aura of prestige.

The newcomer was none other than Ye Yun, whom Li Hanzhou hadn't seen in a while.

"Mr. Li."

Ye Yun walked up and bowed respectfully to Li Hanzhou.

Having witnessed Li Hanzhou's incredible methods, Ye Yun had long since regarded him as his lifelong idol. When Li Hanzhou sent someone to summon him here, Ye Yun could hardly believe that such a mighty expert would actually look for him, so he had rushed over with eager excitement.

Ever since the Dream Demon was dealt with using Li Hanzhou's talisman, even his old man, Ye Qingbei, looked upon him with favor back at the city lord's mansion.

There were far more smiles directed at him nowadays.

All of this was thanks to Li Hanzhou.

"Sit."

Li Hanzhou motioned for Ye Yun to take a seat and poured him a cup of wine.

Flustered and deeply flattered, Ye Yun received the cup with both hands and quickly said, "Mr. Li, just name it if there's anything you need me to do."

"I actually do have a small favor to ask of you," Li Hanzhou said with a smile. "I don't have many acquaintances here in White Cloud City, and getting things done isn't easy, so I had to trouble you."

"Mr. Li, what are you saying? You saved my entire family's lives. My father often tells me that I must seize any opportunity to repay your kindness!" Ye Yun declared boldly. "Just give the word, Mr. Li. Although I don't have many other skills, I still carry some weight in White Cloud City!"

"Good. Rest assured, I won't treat you unfairly if you help me out." Li Hanzhou beckoned. "Lean closer."

Ye Yun immediately leaned in, listening as Li Hanzhou whispered a few words into his ear.

Hearing this, Ye Yun's eyes lit up.

Meanwhile, Shi Ming had arrived at the Qingyang Inn to request an audience with the Nine-Needle Divine Physician.

Hearing that someone from the Longevity Temple had arrived—and given the temple's soaring reputation lately—Sun Yaoxian permitted Shi Ming to enter.

Finding that Sun Yaoxian was a kind-hearted old man, Shi Ming explained how Li Hanzhou had invited him to the Longevity Temple, assuring him that the temple would pay a consultation fee.

Sun Yaoxian of the Medicine King Valley was hailed as a divine physician not merely for his peerless medical skills, but truly because he possessed a heart dedicated to saving the world. He enjoyed an immaculate reputation in the martial world. Hearing that Li Hanzhou sought him so urgently, Sun Yaoxian did not hesitate. He packed his medical kit and prepared to accompany Shi Ming to the Longevity Temple.

"Master."

Sun Yaoxian's disciples hurriedly piped up, expressing their desire to tag along.

"You guys stay here and wait for me. I'll be back by evening," Sun Yaoxian said calmly.

"Yes."

Since their master had spoken, the disciples had no choice but to comply.

However, once Sun Yaoxian and Shi Ming left, Sun Yaoxian's three disciples were consumed by curiosity.

"I wonder why these people from the Longevity Temple are in such a rush to find Master," the eldest disciple blurted out.

"Do you think it has something to do with the recent challenges the Longevity Temple has been facing?" the second disciple asked.

"Both of you, shut your mouths and stop wagging your tongues here," the youngest junior sister scolded sternly. "A healer only concerns themselves with illnesses, not other messy affairs. If the two of you could just put half that much effort into studying medicine, Master wouldn't have to worry about you for so long!"

Despite being the youngest junior sister, the moment she spoke, her two senior brothers dared not retort and hurriedly pulled out medical texts to read.

Meanwhile, Shi Ming led Sun Yaoxian out of the Qingyang Inn, boarded a carriage, and headed straight toward the Longevity Temple.

However, this news was immediately leaked by interested parties.

A disciple of the Longevity Temple had secretly disguised himself, slipped into White Cloud City, and invited the Nine-Needle Divine Physician Sun Yaoxian back to the Longevity Temple.

This instantly sparked wild speculation among the onlookers.

What on earth had happened at the Longevity Temple to prompt the Nine-Needle Divine Physician to be summoned in such haste?

Could it be...

"Senior Brother, do you remember the battle against the Wuqian Sect yesterday?" a martial artist blurted out. "Although Liu Dongyue won, he took three solid punches of the Universe Might!"

"You mean..."

"Even though Liu Dongyue won and seemed fine on the surface, he actually suffered internal injuries! The Longevity Temple sneaked the Nine-Needle Divine Physician away specifically to treat Liu Dongyue's wounds!"

Everyone's eyes lit up.