I Can See Your Combat Power-Chapter 903 - One Hundred Ninety-Seven: Unspoken Secrets

Chapter 903 -One Hundred Ninety-Seven: Unspoken Secrets

“Is that so?” Tang Luo’s brows furrowed hesitantly, his fingers tapping intermittently on the medical prescription laid out on the table.

In fact, refraining from fighting with others for a year and taking medicine three times a day wasn’t much of a problem for him. The difficulty lay in the last condition set forth by the medical prescription.

Since ancient times, medicine and martial arts have been inseparable, and top sects are bound to possess medical skills to match their martial prowess. Among all the holy lands in the world, besides the Medicine God Sect, the Zen of Zhongzhou is considered the best.

However, the two take different approaches: the Medicine God Sect prioritizes medicine and pill concoction, with incantations as a secondary focus, while Zen emphasizes incantations first and uses medicine and pill concoction as supplements.

It isn’t a matter of which is superior or inferior. Medicine is not always a cure, and incantations do not claim to heal all ailments. Both have their own strengths and weaknesses. Medicine, after all, is a science filled with uncertainties and a viable art.

But when it comes to purging Blood Fiend, incantations are undoubtedly more effective. If it’s just a typical skin boil, frostbite, or external Blood Fiend miasma, it’s not a big deal for outsiders to cast incantations. However, for a Blood Fiend that penetrates deep into one’s essence blood, one must form the incantation themselves and directly affect their own body.

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Three times a day, chant the incantation after taking the detoxifying medicine, and the Blood Fiend can be eradicated in a year.

Cultivating the Cleanse Water Incantation is certainly not a problem, but the key issue here is performing the Cleanse Water Incantation three times daily. As a Yellow Rank incantation, its spiritual power consumption would not be less than 200 points. For an ordinary being transcending the mundane, even casting it three times a day would just amount to a brief meditation and breathing regulation. But for Tang Luo, it was different.

Three hundred and sixty-five days, thrice daily- even by the lowest standard of spiritual power consumption, it would require 600 points per day, amounting to two hundred nineteen thousand points in a year!

For Tang Luo, even consuming a Divine Pill directly would be more cost-effective than this method of healing.

Thus, he raised his head and asked Sun Jinfang, “Venerable Physician Sun, is there a way to resolve the Blood Fiend curse purely through medicine, without incantations?”

Sun Jinfang exchanged glances with Lu Ningxue, both physicians showing incomprehension in their eyes. From any perspective, the healing method presented in the prescription was superior, not only eradicating the Blood Fiend curse from its roots but also ensuring that Tang Luo’s body suffered no harm during the healing process. Aside from a slightly lengthy healing period, nobody could find fault with this prescription.

This extended time was, in fact, the smallest of sacrifices. One must understand, the one who had cast the Blood Fiend curse was none other than the Saint Child of the Wang Clan from the southern skies. Given such a significant curse, what was one year in the grand scheme of things?

Sun Jinfang assumed Tang Luo was simply concerned about the length of time, so he advised, “The yin-yang divine arts of the Wang Clan can usurp the natural order, and this curse is bitterly tricky, like a maggot in the bone. If left unattended, as Young Master Tang’s cultivation deepens, the Blood Fiend curse will only become more tenacious and formidable. From what we see now, this method is the most secure. If the Young Master still feels it’s too slow, perhaps there’s hope if Buddha Son Yankong can be persuaded to help.”

“It is said this prodigy has astonishing talent and has revived the long-lost Sutra of No Suffering and Extinction. Within it, there’s a Prajna divine incantation capable of eliminating all the bitterness and poisons of this world. Perhaps with his intervention, a single incantation could eradicate the curse. But before that, Young Master must continue to use the medicine and incantations to prevent the curse from growing stronger.”

It was evident that Sun Jinfang was unaware of the grudge between Tang Luo and Yankong, or perhaps even if he knew, he would still offer the same advice, because it was the conscience of a healer.

But Tang Luo also found it difficult to explain to both of them, that he did not refuse treatment because of the lengthy time involved or his grudge with the Zen Sect, but rather because he simply could not bear the tremendous expenditure of Spiritual Power that the healing would require.

Shaking his head, Tang Luo said helplessly to Sun Jinfang, “I have my compelling reasons for this matter. May I trouble you, Master Physician Sun, to think of a way to see if there is any pill that can be effective against the Blood Fiend curse.”

“This… Alright!” Sun Jinfang nodded uncomfortably, “I will do my utmost.”

Sitting to the side, Lu Ningxue had been listening attentively to the conversation between Tang Luo and Sun Jinfang, and after a moment of contemplation, she suddenly spoke, “Master Physician Sun, Mister Tang, I have suddenly thought of a method that does not require medicinal stones and can show effects. However, I do not know if it would work. Maybe both of you could consider it together?”

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Though she spoke modestly, a disciple of the Hundred Herbs Immortal Mansion would not suggest something without basis. Although Tang Luo had already decided that if he could not be healed with medicinal stones, he would resort to Divine Pills, he would be delighted to hear of a better method. Without hesitation, he joyfully asked, “Please, Mrs. Lu, do tell?”

“I’ll try my humble best.” Lu Ningxue stood up and spoke confidently, “Although the curse of the Blood Fiend is hateful and devious, at its root, it is also a type of curse based on the Evil Qi of the Blood Fiend. The difficulty does not lie in eradicating the curse, but in how to dispel the Blood Fiend, which clings like a bone-eating maggot. The slightest residue left behind can allow the Blood Fiend curse to regenerate, and with each revival, it becomes more cunning and more stubborn. Therefore, the crux of curing Mister Tang is in completely drawing out the Blood Fiend.”

“Since Mister Tang does not favor treatment primarily based on incantations, the only remaining option is medicinal stones. However, the impact of a single medicinal stone on one’s vital blood is inherently slow. Compared to consuming incantations, it may be twice the effort for half the result, taking much longer, and the waste of Divine Herbs and marvelous grasses would be tremendous. Hence, I wondered if we could fully draw out the Blood Fiend from Mister Tang’s body, perhaps we could achieve the effect of using detoxifying medicines to quickly suppress the curse.”

“Physician Lu’s words make perfect sense,” Tang Luo nodded and said, “But these past few days, I’ve tried numerous methods to draw out the Blood Fiend, only to find it hidden deeply within my body. Unless all my vital blood is drained from my body, there will always be some that escape. How should I address this?”

“Please look here, Mister Tang,” Lu Ningxue walked over to a map hanging on the back hall and pointed at a lusciously green prairie at the intersection of Yuanzhou and Zhongzhou, “In the Vimazhita Prairie, lives the Feitian Clan. Are you familiar with them?”

Tang Luo, who had grown up immersed in historical texts, nodded, “It is said that the Feitian Clan of the Vimazhita Prairie is an offshoot of the ancient Zen Sect. They enhance their cultivation by absorbing and assimilating the Evil Qi between heaven and earth. Due to the malevolent nature of the Evil Qi, they are easily angered and inclined to fight but are also valiant and skilled in battle. They are revered by future generations as a guardian deity tribe for having slain the most ferocious beasts during the ancient times.”

“Mister Tang is indeed well-informed,” Lu Ningxue praised him before continuing, “The royal family of the Feitian Clan is named Xi, ruling over all the clanspeople in the Vimazhita Prairie. Every Feitian warrior who wishes to ascend to Great Feitian must receive an anointment from the royal family. In fact, this anointment involves the Feitian clanspeople visualizing an Asura God Statue that has been passed down to this day.”

This was the gap between sects and powerful clans. Tang Luo only knew the general idea, whereas Lu Ningxue knew the secrets. Still, he was curious and asked, puzzled, “It is an honor to know the secrets of the Feitian Clan, but what does this have to do with the Blood Fiend curse?”

“The Asura God Statue is not only an object for the Feitian Clan to forge their souls through visualization; it is also a marvelous artifact that can manipulate the Evil Qi of blood between heaven and earth. In front of the Asura God Statue, any kind of Evil Qi becomes incredibly tame.”