Son-in-law Heaven Emperor Xiao Yi-Chapter 253 Tian Mang

Within the Yang Ling mansion.

Ye Heng, with the blind swordsman on his back, laid him onto the bed. Looking at the swordsman’s deathly stillness and silence, Ye Heng’s face showed a hint of concern.

Yang Ling offered consolation, "I have sent for the Imperial Physician."

Ye Heng responded with a grateful look.

A moment later.

An old man with white hair entered; this was Bian Yihong, the Imperial Physician of the Great Qian Dynasty’s royal court, and also an Underworld Doctor. As Bian Yihong examined the blind swordsman, he shook his head and sighed, "Your Highness, this man is intent on dying, all medicines are ineffective, please forgive this old man’s powerlessness."

"Imperial Physician Bian, is there really no hope left?" Yang Ling asked.

Bian Yihong shook his head.

Ye Heng quickly turned to Xiao Yi, "Master, I beg you to save him!"

During special training, he had personally witnessed Xiao Yi preparing various herbs and even personally concocting elixirs to enhance his cultivation.

Those skills were truly awe-inspiring.

Xiao Yi had yet to speak.

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An arrogant young man beside Bian Yihong scoffed, "My master is a four-star Alchemist, as well as a rare inheritor of the line of Underworld Doctors. Even he says there is nothing to be done, there is no second person in the Great Qian Dynasty who can save him!"

Ye Heng ignored him and continued to gaze at Xiao Yi, "Master, I beg of you, please help him!"

Seeing Ye Heng ignore himself, the youth’s face showed a trace of anger as he mocked, "Are you deaf? My master already said he’s beyond saving, what use is begging him?"

"Shut up!"

Ye Heng glared at him fiercely, angrily retorting, "Your master can’t do it, but that doesn’t mean my master can’t!"

"You insolent fool, you..." the youth burst out in rage.

"Shut up!"

However, Bian Yihong coldly snorted, his old face showing displeasure as he looked at Xiao Yi with a hint of mockery, "This old man’s skills are limited; perhaps this young hero really does possess a life-saving technique..."

His words contained an implicit challenge and defiance.

Xia Yi glanced at him and said indifferently, "I don’t have a life-saving technique, but saving him should be no problem!"

"Oh?"

Bian Yihong scoffed, arrogantly saying, "If that’s the case, then I beseech you to take action, and let this old man broaden his horizons!"

The youth’s challenging gaze rested on Xiao Yi.

Xiao Yi shrugged; he hadn’t wanted to intervene, but Ye Heng’s continuous pleas made it difficult for him to disappoint his newly accepted disciple. He then turned to Yang Ling, "Your Highness, do you have any demonic cores in the mansion?"

"Yes!"

Yang Ling nodded, "What kind of demonic core do you need?"

Xiao Yi asked, "Do you have one with dark attributes?"

Yang Ling thought for a moment, "Father bestowed upon me a Black Prison Scorpion core previously, would that be sufficient?"

Black Prison Scorpion.

A fifth-order high-level demonic beast, comparable to the peak strength of the Tao Tribulation Realm.

Xiao Yi said, "That will do, have someone bring that core here immediately!"

"One moment!"

Yang Ling immediately ordered someone to fetch it.

The youth, with a sneer, said, "Are you actually going to save him or not? His injuries are too severe, his limbs’ tendons completely severed, his Dantian destroyed, despairing with a death wish; not to mention just a fifth-order beast’s core, even a ninth-order beast’s core wouldn’t save him!" Continue reading stories on novelbuddy

"Shut up!"

Xiao Yi let out a cold humph, causing the youth’s complexion to pale. In that instant, he felt as if he were on the verge of plunging into an ice cellar, and he dared not speak again.

Xiao Yi approached the bedside and looked at the blind swordsman on the bed, who was in utter despair, and said softly, "I know you can hear me, I have a way to repair your Dantian and heal your limbs. If you want to live, then nod your head. If you don’t want me to heal you, then shake your head, and I won’t waste any more effort!"

Hum!

The blind swordsman, previously enveloped in an aura of death, trembled all over upon hearing these words, as if a drowning man had found a lifeline.

He struggled to nod his head.

He wanted to live.

He still had many unfulfilled wishes.

The blind swordsman’s pale, cracked lips moved slightly, opening with difficulty, "Really, you can restore my Dantian?"

"Yes!"

Xiao Yi spoke solemnly.

The blind swordsman fell silent for a moment, his hoarse voice somewhat weak: "If... if you can really heal my dantian and my limbs, I am willing to recognize you as my master, my life will be yours..."

"We can talk about this later!"

Xiao Yi said indifferently.

A moment later.

The demon core was delivered into Xiao Yi’s hands.

The young man muttered disdainfully under his breath, "I have never heard of a demon core being able to heal a destroyed dantian, I think he is just showing off..."

"Shut your mouth!"

This time, it was Bian Yihong who spoke.

His murky eyes were fixed intently on Xiao Yi, his breathing involuntarily becoming rapid.

Watching Xiao Yi’s technique, he suddenly thought of a legend within the Underworld Doctor lineage—Transferring Flowers and Connecting Trees Skill!

Reconstructing a dantian with a demon core.

Making a shattered dantian come back to life once again.

But...

This kind of secret technique, even within the heritage of the Underworld Doctor, had been lost; could it be that this young man in front of him truly understood such a secret technique?

Bian Yihong clenched his fists tightly, watching Xiao Yi with a face full of excitement and anticipation.

Xiao Yi took a deep breath.

Now, performing Transferring Flowers and Connecting Trees Skill for another person, using the demon core in place of the dantian, was much easier than when he had replaced the demon core for Fang Qingzhu.

Xiao Yi emitted a suffocating vital energy fluctuation from his body, this vital energy refined through the God Sealing Seed and infused with the power of God Sealing. Dozens of times stronger than ordinary vital energy, it condensed into a vortex above the blind swordsman’s lower abdomen.

The demon core, rotating in the midst of the vortex, merged into the blind swordsman’s body with a swish.

Finding its place within the blind swordsman’s dantian.

At the same time...

Xiao Yi, using the Transferring Flowers and Connecting Trees Skill, guided the vital energy into the blind swordsman’s body, constructing a vital energy bridge, linking the demon core with the meridians.

At this moment, the blind swordsman’s body appeared transparent, his meridians crisscrossing and coming into view.

As these meridians communicated with each other.

The vital energy, taking the demon core as the nucleus, began to circulate within the blind swordsman’s dantian.

"Is this, this, really the Transferring Flowers and Connecting Trees Skill? Who in the world is this person? How can he understand such a lost secret technique..." Bian Yihong’s face was full of astonishment, his body soaked in sweat, watching Xiao Yi’s silhouette with excitement.

His breathing became even heavier.

This was a secret technique that had been lost in the Underworld Doctor lineage!

He had never imagined that he would be able to witness such a miraculous method with his own eyes.

Buzz!

The blind swordsman trembled, sitting up straight from the bed, his vital energy flowing more and more smoothly.

One complete cycle.

Two complete cycles...

After a full thirty-six complete cycles, the demon core had fully integrated with his body, transforming into a brand-new demon core dantian. At the same time, the blind swordsman’s cultivation had also returned to the Peak of the Divine Ability Realm.

As for the tendons in his hands and feet, they were also reconnected with Xiao Yi’s help.

Thump!

The blind swordsman, under everyone’s astonished gaze, rolled out of bed and knelt before Xiao Yi, speaking in a deep voice, "Above all, Master, please accept Tian Mang’s bow!"

"Tian Mang?"

Xiao Yi helped the blind swordsman to his feet, showing a hint of confusion.

Tian Mang nodded, "Master, I was born blind, and my parents abandoned me. My grandmother gave me the name Tian Mang. A few years ago, my grandmother also passed away, and I sold myself to the Dongfang Family to bury her, becoming a fighting dog under Dongfang Bai; he gave me the name ’blind swordsman’!"

"I see, from now on you should still be called Tian Mang!"

Xiao Yi smiled, then said, "Tian Mang, from now on you should call me Institute Director! From today onwards, you are a disciple of Xiaoshanhe Institute!"

"Thank you, Master... Institute Director!" Tian Mang said respectfully.

He would not have any defiance towards Xiao Yi.

Xiao Yi nodded, about to speak, when he heard a hurried voice from outside the door: "Your Highness, the people from the Dongfang Family have come knocking at our door!"