As for why Mo Qian had gently pressed his left hand against Shen Ping's body before each needle — that was simply a cover. Without it, the ability would appear too impossibly strange, and he would have had no way to explain himself.Even so, the demonstration had nearly caused Shen Ping's jaw to drop."You can feel it... just by touch?" Shen Ping stared at Mo Qian for a long time as though looking at something inhuman.The movement of medicine through the meridians was not like a pulse, something that could simply be perceived by placing one's hand on the skin. Shen Ping had read every medical text he could find, and no such theory existed anywhere in them.It could only be said that this was a singular, innate ability of Mo Qian's. Perhaps, as he had said himself, it was simply talent.Shen Ping looked at Mo Qian and his mind began to turn. He was nearly certain that if this young man had a worthy teacher, his achievements on the path of medicine would stand alone in all the world. H

After hearing this, Shen Ping cast a brief, meaningful glance at Mo Qian, and smiled. "Of course I'm lucky. Otherwise, how would I have come across people like you two in this life?"They talked and laughed as the evening went on.Mo Qian took advantage of a pause to rise and refill Xiao Zongting and Shen Ping's cups, but by the time he reached Xiao Zongting's cup — still only seventy percent full — the wine pot was already empty.Mo Qian smiled awkwardly. "I bought too little wine. Wait a moment — I'll go to the street and get some more."He had only bought a small pot to begin with, figuring Shen Ping had just recovered from a serious illness and the two of them would keep it light. He had not anticipated the two old men growing livelier and more spirited with every round.Mo Qian took the wine pot and left Liulu.Shen Ping watched Mo Qian's retreating figure and said, "That boy is good stock. It's a shame my dantian is ruined — otherwise, I'd genuinely want to take him as a discipl

The look in Shen Ping's eyes darkened briefly, and then he shifted course. "The poison path, compared to the martial path, is nothing more than a minor trail. That conclusion was already reached by those who came before us. But when I was young, I was deep in the obsession and quite full of myself. I refused to believe it and was convinced I could break out of the rut they described.""After decades of hard study, I have finally confirmed that the poison path is indeed a dead end. I spent my whole life trapped inside a dead end, and in the end it was nothing but a waste of years.""The reason the poison path is only a minor trail compared to the martial path is that poison can truly only threaten martial artists who are still in the inner breath realm.""For martial artists who have achieved the true qi realm, poison is already difficult to harm. True qi is far denser and more refined than inner breath. There are many tiny blood vessels and meridians that inner breath cannot reach, bu

In the darkness of the cave, Mo Qian's eyes flickered. He said inwardly: Read the spirit of the object.After a moment, Mo Qian swallowed the spirit of the dagger, then flashed again to the stone bed at the very back of the cave. On the bed was a pillow made from the large bones of some unknown animal.The pillow was darkened with years of oil, clearly well used over a long time.Mo Qian looked at it with genuine surprise and thought to himself that Old Man Shen truly was eccentric. He had slept on a bone pillow all these years and apparently suffered no nightmares from it.Mo Qian picked up the bone pillow and said inwardly: Read the spirit of the object.After swallowing it, his figure flashed again.Shen Ping had lived in this cave for nearly twenty years. One could only imagine how many objects had accumulated inside. Many of them carried decades of his hard work and understanding, all seeped into the spiritual essence of the things he had touched and used every day.Mo Qian spent

At the fourth level, the selection assessment for the named disciples of Taiyi Gate would be well within his reach.Of course, here in the cave, he could prepare the medicinal supplement decoction with strong permeability on the spot. The variety of herbs in the cave was extensive, and anything that was lacking could probably be found in the mountains. With his current understanding of medicinal properties and the growth environments of wild herbs, locating them would not be difficult.But he did not have the time to spare. Staying in the mountains would cost him days he could not afford to lose.Mo Qian thought it through and realized that most of the things in the cave could be left. The notes and medical books had already been absorbed into him through the object spirits. As for the various medicinal materials, these could all be sourced at any medicine shop, even if it cost a bit of silver — which was no real concern for him at this point.Mo Qian walked to the stone table in the