Urban Extraordinary Immortal Doctor
Chapter 390: Teaching the Art

Chapter 390: Chapter 390: Teaching the Art

"The World Traditional Chinese Medicine Conference" was scheduled to commence at around nine o’clock in the morning. Wen Yu glanced at the time; it was already eight o’clock. She was preparing to leave to check on the conference center when she noticed Wang Miaomiao, her own Pavilion disciple, approaching briskly and cheerfully like a little bird.

"Pavilion ... Pavilion Master ..."

After returning to her own residence and cleaning herself of all filth, Wang Miaomiao quickly dressed in new clothes and hurried back to the cliff.

While washing, she clearly felt a significant change in herself and knew that she had encountered an incredible opportunity, feeling both joyful and excited.

As she walked, she speculated about the cultivation methods and medical techniques Fang Bai was going to impart to her. Suddenly, she looked up and saw Wen Yu standing in front of her with a frown on her face.

"Miaomiao, I told you to accompany Doctor Fang. Where did you run off to?"

Wen Yu’s face darkened as she spoke in a low voice.

Wen Yu was usually reserved and stern, hardly flexible with her smiles, and she was strict with the disciples of her Pavilion; hence, most of them feared her, including Wang Miaomiao.

"I ... I ..."

Chided by Wen Yu, Wang Miaomiao trembled with fear and didn’t even dare to breathe too loudly.

"Wen Pavilion Master, it was I who asked her to leave."

Fang Bai said indifferently before waving to Wang Miaomiao and pointing to a stone stool beside him, "You come here, sit down."

Wang Miaomiao really wanted to go over, but intimidated by the Pavilion Master’s authority, she dared not move her feet.

Seeing that Fang Bai’s attitude towards Wang Miaomiao seemed somewhat different, Wen Yu’s heart stirred slightly and her expression softened a bit. She said to Wang Miaomiao, "Doctor Fang wants you to come over, so go ahead. Remember not to neglect Doctor Fang!"

"Understood, Pavilion Master."

Wang Miaomiao responded and then slowly walked over to Fang Bai and sat down erect on the stone stool opposite him.

Seeing Wang Miaomiao appearing restrained and unsure where to place her hands and feet, Fang Bai smiled gently and spoke in a warm voice, "You can relax a bit. Pretend nobody else is here."

With the Pavilion Master and a few dignitaries of equal status watching, how could Wang Miaomiao relax?

"Wen Pavilion Master, does your ’Doctor Pavilion’ prohibit disciples from learning cultivation methods and medical techniques from outside the Pavilion?"

Fang Bai’s gaze shifted toward Wen Yu as he asked.

"Our ’Doctor Pavilion’ is an open and inclusive Ancient Medicine Sect. Any disciple, after mastering the Pavilion’s own cultivation methods and medical techniques, may learn other cultivation techniques or medical methods as a complement."

While Wen Yu said this, she felt a bit regretful.

After piecing together various pieces of information, she surmised that Fang Bai’s medical skills were not inferior to any of the current four National Doctors, and it was indeed an opportunity for Wang Miaomiao to receive personal guidance from him.

However, Wang Miaomiao’s talent and Wuxing were quite ordinary among the disciples of the "Doctor Pavilion"; even with Fang Bai’s guidance, it was unlikely for her to make any significant progress.

If possible, Wen Yu would have preferred to reserve this rare opportunity for other disciples with higher talent and better Wuxing.

Fang Bai seemed to have his eyes set on Wang Miaomiao. Wen Yu felt it wasn’t his place to say much, thinking to himself that it didn’t matter how much Wang Miaomiao could learn. What was important was that through this incident, a good relationship could be formed with the Doctor Pavilion, and that was fine as well.

Fang Bai said, "Alright, since that’s the case, I’ll overstep my bounds and impart some knowledge to her."

"To be favored by Doctor Fang is an honor for Miaomiao! Miaomiao, don’t you hurry and thank Doctor Fang!"

Wen Yu hurriedly gave Wang Miaomiao a meaningful glance.

Before Wang Miaomiao could stand up to express her gratitude, Fang Bai was already waving his hand and saying, "Spare me the formalities! Our two meetings can be considered a form of destiny."

Through relatives like Hua Chun, Hua Tianhe had gained a deeper understanding of Fang Bai’s medical skills. Twirling his mustache, he chuckled to Wang Miaomiao, "Young girl, your luck has arrived! Doctor Fang is proficient in both medicine and martial arts. As long as you diligently study, you will benefit immensely."

Ren Juedao, standing to the side, nodded in agreement.

The way Fang Bai cured Jiang Xiaoyu’s breast cancer had left a deep impression on Ren Juedao, leading him to reevaluate traditional Chinese medicine and to remember Fang Bai, this remarkably talented demonic genius who had appeared out of nowhere.

Although Huang Tianpeng did not know Fang Bai personally, seeing Hua Tianhe and Ren Juedao’s high regard for Fang Bai’s medical skills, he also began to look at Fang Bai with new respect, not underestimating him because of his youth.

As for the onlookers, Mo Huayi, the owner of Xinglin Courtyard, and Gu Yang, the Island Master of Shenxian Island, also developed a strong interest in Fang Bai. They secretly decided to find an opportunity for a good talk with Fang Bai. If Fang Bai lived up to his reputation, it was worth making his acquaintance.

With Fang Bai preparing to instruct Wang Miaomiao, the others felt it was inappropriate to stay and watch. They greeted Fang Bai and dispersed.

Soon, only Wang Miaomiao and Fang Bai were left at the scene.

"Those elixirs from earlier have already cleansed your marrow, transforming you completely. You should be able to feel the changes within yourself. I have a Cultivation Method here, as well as some experience in acupuncture and massage to pass on to you. Remember, the knowledge I’m giving you is rather unique, so don’t share it lightly with others, or it might bring trouble upon you."

Fang Bai solemnly cautioned her.

Wang Miaomiao nodded vigorously, indicating she would definitely remember.

"Close your eyes, gather your thoughts, and stay calm and peaceful. The process I will use to teach you might not be what you’re expecting, so don’t panic. Just open your mind and accept it."

Fang Bai stood up, walked in front of Wang Miaomiao, and gently placed his right palm on the top of her head, then channeled a thread of his Divine Sense into her brain.

Having developed Divine Sense, Fang Bai now possessed some unique and wonderful abilities that were unimaginable in this world to any Martial Artist from the Secular World or the Hidden Sect.

For example, when he projected his Divine Sense outward, everything within hundreds of meters became like a picture, reflected in his mind, as if blessed with clairvoyance, with everything under his control.

Another example, when he transmitted Cultivation Techniques to others, he no longer needed to dictate them word by word; he could simply infuse his Divine Sense with the knowledge and channel it directly into the other person’s mind for them to slowly digest and comprehend.

In the future, his success rate in crafting elixirs would also see a significant increase with the aid of Divine Sense.

Once his Cultivation Level reached even higher realms, he would be able to materialize his intangible Divine Sense and launch attacks from beyond the range of sight, catching opponents off guard.

In short, for a Martial Artist, Divine Sense is like an extended limb, its significance and benefits beyond imagination.

Although Fang Bai asked Wang Miaomiao to relax, as his palm rested on her head, she remained tense, her nerves and body wound tight.

Suddenly, Wang Miaomiao’s mind seemed to explode with a loud bang, as if a flood of information was pouring into it, causing her delicate body to quiver slightly. The next moment, her mind was filled with an incredibly profound Cultivation Method and acupuncture and massage techniques unheard of before.