Why do I have so many masters?
Chapter 870 - 91: Tool Person, Revival!!! (6,000 words two-in-one)_2

So although this young girl appears delicate and lovely, if she really intends to move it, she could indeed move up the three large steamers below along with the buns and dumplings inside for Wang Anfeng.

It's just unclear how, since she is not favored at home, this Inner Strength of hers came about—it is extremely pure, without any impurities, clearly the result of cultivating a superior Inner Strength technique, but when asked, she is bewildered, unable to explain the origin.

Wang Anfeng and Li Qidao could only attribute the superior Inner Strength on the girl to Wang Anfeng's maternal grandfather, whom he had not yet met; in the Dongfang Clan, only this elder could have such skills and status to disregard the Family Head.

Yet, there remains the question, the most advanced Inner Strength was taught, but why not also teach Ximing's skills in fist, swordsmanship, and footwork? Making the girl seem completely unversed in Martial Arts?

Moreover, since Martial Arts were taught, why adhere to the Dongfang Clan's rules so strictly?

Wang Anfeng's mind was once again filled with questions, but these matters could only be answered by personally visiting the overseas Penglai where the Dongfang Clan resided to meet his maternal grandfather face to face. For now, he refocused, quickly washed up, and ate the rice congee with salted vegetables.

The inn cook's skills were naturally not to be held to high standards. The rice congee was overcooked, bland, but when paired with the well-pickled radish strips, it was a perfect combination. A bite was crunchy and refreshing, followed by a sip of the plain congee, the flavors contrasting strikingly and passionately—an indulgent taste even commoners could enjoy. Wang Anfeng ate with great satisfaction.

After eating, Dongfang Ximing carried the dishes briskly and walked out the door.

Wang Anfeng closed the wooden door, patted his cheeks, feeling a slight sting to invigorate his spirit, and looked towards the other bed.

On that bed lay a person, long in stature, but unfortunately with a darkened face, his scalp barren, much of his skin twisted and cracked due to high-temperature burns. Beneath the dark surface, patches of newly grown skin appeared yellowish-red-brown, this was Xu Sixing, finally freed from under the bed.

But speaking of it, it was just by chance that his situation slightly improved over the past couple of days.

The first reason being Li Bochang going to Liu Ling's place to mooch for a drink and not squeezing in with Wang Anfeng. Secondly, even for Wang Anfeng, having a body, especially a male opponent, that resembled a corpse under the bed was uncomfortable and made it difficult to sleep soundly.

Wang Anfeng pressed his brow, straightened Xu Sixing, setting him on a chair, three feet apart from himself, for convenient needle treatment to adjust Xu Sixing's vitality.

Although he was tired and weary now, he had informed Wuxin in a letter yesterday that Xu Sixing's condition was improving and might awaken. Wuxin's reply was a simple "okay." Wang Anfeng was uncertain when the Ministry of Punishment would send someone, the matter was crucial and couldn't be delayed.

He gathered his thoughts, clapped his hands and took out thirty-six Silver Needles from a pouch hidden in his belt. The sharp end of each needle was protected by silk and inserted into the pouch belt at even intervals. The belt could be unrolled flat, arranging the Silver Needles in sequence for easy access by the physician.

Without looking at the Silver Needles on the table, Wang Anfeng kept his eyes on Xu Sixing in front of him, calming his mind as if Heaven and Earth sank, only the Spirit Platform remained clear. Concentrating Mental Energy to the utmost, his right wrist turned and slightly dipped, thumb and index finger met, a Qi Mechanism moved, a Silver Needle flew into his grasp.

Following the Golden Needle Overcoming Calamity Dharma, he applied the needle on Xu Sixing. The first point was 'Lieque', followed by 'Fengmen', 'Qi Sea'. As the needle entered, a thread of Qi Mechanism naturally dispersed, entering Xu Sixing's body, stimulating his meridians and muscles to become active.

His wrist was strong and the needle application quick; in just a moment, all the Silver Needles were in place on Xu Sixing. Although not many, they were densely packed on one side, vibrating together, causing discomfort in one's heart.

The Silver Needles were all from his second Master Wu Changqing, varying in size, the smallest like cow hair, nearly invisible to the eye, the largest over an inch long, considered robust for Silver Needles.

The largest of these Silver Needles was just inserted between Xu Sixing's eyebrows.

This spot was a crucial acupuncture point rarely used by the Medical Family. If one intended to take a life, a single thread of Qi Mechanism could turn his brain into mush, even an Immortal couldn't save him. Sometimes, even without malice, a small mistake could leave hidden dangers, extremely risky.

People feared it as they do tigers, yet Medicine King Valley valued this acupoint highly, listing it as an extraordinary point outside the main meridians.

This was Wang Anfeng's first time applying Medicine King Valley's techniques on a True Master, moreover on a former Fourth Rank Martial Artist with unfathomable Cultivation. Even though his Inner Strength had dissipated, Qi Mechanism returned to Ruin, the natural response of his body and meridians couldn't be eliminated in a year or two, still causing tremors.

Although Medicine King Valley was the premier in Medical Poison within the Jianghu, it wasn't extravagant enough to use someone who had touched the Heavenly Sect as practice for its disciples. Medical arts and Poison Techniques are means of application, not only for reading, the more used, the more skilled.

Thus, after several days of daily needle application, Wang Anfeng's previously neglected Medicine King Valley Martial Arts advanced rapidly. Especially the sect's untransmitted secret, acclaimed as the world's foremost needle method throughout the ages, the Golden Needle Overcoming Calamity, was becoming ever more skillful through Xu Sixing's 'feeding moves'.