"You won't need to be annoying for long—at most ten days. If it's quick, it'll be done in seven days." Xiaoyao said unconcernedly, not knowing that this statement greatly shocked several people present.
"What? Only ten days? Suxin's injury has her heart completely severed. Not to mention full recovery, even being able to get out of bed would take several months,"
These people had all lived on the edge of life and death—how could they not know about such injuries? Under normal circumstances, being able to save her life would already be good. Recovering for several years was certain!
Now Xiaoyao's words seemed to suggest complete recovery in just ten days. To them, this could only be described with four words—absolutely fantastic!
"Get out of bed? At most three days! If things go well, tomorrow is possible," Xiaoyao seemed not to have considered what the other party said and spoke this sentence indifferently.
"..."
What was this situation? Was the other party's medical skills incredible, or was Suxin not actually seriously injured and we saw wrong?
"Then you're really getting off easy. Originally I wanted to annoy you for a year or so, and incidentally dig you away from Guxing's side," Nangong Suxin smiled, speaking half-jokingly.
She had this idea, and Guxing knew it, but knew this idea wouldn't affect her relationship with Xiaoyao—it could be ignored.
"Alright, Boss, pick her up and follow me!" Under several people's efforts, the medicine power in Nangong Suxin's body had dispersed. Xiaoyao immediately had Guxing bring her into the elegant room, then told everyone else to go do whatever they needed to do.
If not for the propriety between men and women, Xiaoyao would have probably carried her himself and sent everyone else away, because everything that followed needed to be handled by him alone.
"Xiaoyao, what method do you plan to use to treat my sister? Don't you need our help?" Third Miss asked at this moment.
"Just using my internal power to heal her injuries. I don't need your help," Xiaoyao answered.
"Using your internal power?"
Xiaoyao's answer surprised everyone, including the Young Miss and others, and including Nangong Suxin. Except for Guxing who remained expressionless, everyone else was either confused or surprised.
"Mr. Xiaoyao, if it's about using internal power, let us do it instead," Nangong Lie said. He didn't believe Xiaoyao could be stronger than him.
"Exactly, Xiaoyao. You haven't even broken through basic skills, yet you want to use qi circulation to heal someone, and such serious injuries at that. Did you read yourself stupid just now?" the Young Miss spoke up.
"..."
Haven't even broken through basic skills...
Although Nangong Lie and others had thought Xiaoyao's strength might not be great, they hadn't expected it to be this low. With this level wanting to heal Nangong Suxin—this really seemed fantastic.
"I have no choice. Only I'm suitable here—none of you can do it," Xiaoyao said somewhat helplessly. "If I could, why would I go through such an effort for Nangong Suxin? I'd rather read a few more books..."
"..." Nangong Suxin was speechless. She discovered she seemed to have no status whatsoever in Xiaoyao's heart. At the same time, she found Xiaoyao seemed to be showing her less and less respect. Previously he would at least respectfully call her "Miss Nangong," now he directly called her Nangong Suxin.
However, Nangong Suxin had no objections to this—she even preferred Xiaoyao calling her by name directly, because although this felt less respectful, it reduced the distance.
"Why are only you suitable? Can't others do it? This isn't a joke. If there are any requirements, just tell me and I'll meet them," Nangong Lie said. He was a genius-level figure who could learn anything once taught.
"Alright then. There's only one requirement—you need to have Divine Farmer Qi." Xiaoyao said.
"Ah?! Divine Farmer Qi? You mean knowing the Divine Farmer's Art?" Nangong Lie was stunned. This he really couldn't do.
The Divine Farmer's Art was a very special, very special cultivation method. The biggest characteristic of practicing this technique was extremely strong healing ability, whether self-healing or treating others. But the drawback was very weak attack power. The Divine Farmer's Art's specialty meant it couldn't be practiced together with other techniques, so no martial artist would choose this cultivation method.
Only those in the medical path practiced the Divine Farmer's Art, or people with special reasons—some specially trained support personnel. After all, in healing ability, the Divine Farmer's Art had great use!
"You cultivate the Divine Farmer's Art?" The Young Miss had never known what exactly Xiaoyao cultivated. She was too lazy to ask since it wasn't very important, but she had never thought of the Divine Farmer's Art.
"Yes! Preserving life is important!" Xiaoyao nodded and gave a reason.
To others, what Xiaoyao meant by preserving life was for future contingencies. The Divine Farmer's Art was extremely strong in self-preservation ability. As long as one also cultivated several life-preserving skills, at the same level or even several levels higher, it would be very difficult for people to kill someone who cultivated the Divine Farmer's Art.
But who could imagine that for Xiaoyao this wasn't for the future, but that he needed to preserve his life at that time? To survive qi deviation, he had to cultivate this Divine Farmer's Art.
This was perhaps divine will. After cultivating the Divine Farmer's Art, he discovered some very interesting things. The healing ability went without saying—his previous disguises and body transformations were effects of this Divine Farmer's Art.
The Divine Farmer's Art was a medical path mental technique. Its development of human bodily abilities was higher than other internal cultivation methods. Other internal methods mainly cultivated attack power, while the Divine Farmer's Art wasn't just attack power—it comprehensively developed various human abilities. Attack power was weaker, but other aspects were much stronger.
Xiaoyao's reading speed and photographic memory weren't just from training—part of it was also due to this Divine Farmer's Art's development of potential in eyesight, memory, and coordination.
However, even if Xiaoyao knew the Divine Farmer's Art, some people doubted whether he could do it.
"Xiaoyao, you haven't even broken through basic skills. Can you treat Nangong Suxin? Is your internal power enough?" the Young Miss asked directly, voicing her confusion.
"It's fine. The Divine Farmer's Art is very special. Even without breaking through basic skills, the healing ability is still very strong. Combined with pill assistance, treating Nangong Suxin is sufficient!" Xiaoyao said calmly. "As for whether internal power is enough, don't worry about that. I have some Qi Gathering Pills—eating some will be enough!"
"..." Everyone fell silent.
Only now did the Young Miss and others remember this. What problem was insufficient internal power? This kid didn't just have some Qi Gathering Pills—he had many. At the same time, she had tried his Qi Gathering Pills herself, and their effects were much better than ordinary ones.
"You can observe if you want, but don't make sounds or move around randomly. But I believe you can't do it—this might take a very long time..." After Xiaoyao finished speaking, he positioned Nangong Suxin properly, used needles to pierce several of her acupuncture points to protect her heart meridian, then used fingers to channel qi, stimulating several major acupoints around Nangong Suxin's body to activate her excess potential.
Then Xiaoyao began circulating energy to heal Nangong Suxin's injuries. The people nearby quietly left. At this moment, no one believed they could remain silent for long periods.
If they couldn't do it, they would disturb Xiaoyao's energy circulation healing, which would affect Nangong Suxin. None of them could bear this responsibility, so they all withdrew to wait outside the room.
There was an exception—Guxing. She directly sat down to meditate and cultivate. With her concentration, staying motionless and making no sound for several days was no problem.
She felt staying might help Xiaoyao a bit. Although her Clear Jade Technique couldn't help with healing, it could help Xiaoyao quickly recover internal power.
However, this basically wouldn't happen. Although Xiaoyao's Divine Farmer's Art was only at basic skill level, his basic skills had reached a terrifyingly deep level. While not very powerful in terms of force, his endurance was absolutely terrifying. His inner breath was like that saying—flowing river water, continuous and unending.
While Xiaoyao was circulating energy to heal Nangong Suxin, he only took two Qi Gathering Pills in between. The time he used was a full ten hours, continuously using the Divine Farmer True Qi in his body, constantly healing Nangong Suxin, treating her severed heart meridian and injured internal organs.
If Nangong Lie and others outside knew this situation, they would definitely be greatly shocked. They would definitely wonder: had Xiaoyao really not broken through basic skills? This kind of long-term true qi output—even Emperor-level martial artists couldn't handle it. How did he do it?
This was truly incredible. What kind of divine being was this poor scholar (servant?)?
During these ten hours, Nangong Suxin wasn't sitting motionless. Xiaoyao had also arranged for her to circulate qi so she could cooperate with his treatment, making it twice as effective with half the effort.
Later, it wasn't simple treatment anymore. Nangong Suxin discovered the internal qi in her body was growing, with a faint feeling of breakthrough. When she wasn't sure yet, Xiaoyao's voice came, telling her to take advantage of the momentum to break through—he would handle everything else.
Because of this, it took ten hours. Otherwise it would have ended much earlier.
"No way, broke through? Just like that entered King level?"
The Young Miss had waited outside for a day. When Xiaoyao finished, she immediately came in and discovered Nangong Suxin was completely different. Not only did she not give off a feeling of weakness, she even faintly had an expert's aura.
"Yes! After I recover, you'll be completely no match for me," Nangong Suxin looked at the Young Miss, saying somewhat proudly.
"Damn, still so arrogant after being injured! Believe it or not, sister will give you a palm right now and make you lie down for ten days to half a month, losing your competition qualification, and sister wins again!" The Young Miss stretched out her palm with a rogue-like appearance.
(End of Chapter)