CHAPTER 444: 444 INNATE PULSE CUTTING

In the Qihuang Hall!

Those steles, each as tall as a person, bore inscriptions of the medical puzzles and obscure maladies from over the years that the Meridian Refining Master Guild could not solve. Yet for Yun Xiao, reborn as the Long Xiao Battle God, such puzzles were almost effortless to unravel.

Perhaps if given a patient, Yun Xiao might need some effort to cure them, and due to the constraints of Meridian Qi and Soul Power, it was possible to ultimately fail in frustration.

However, the mere illnesses written on the steles posed no obstacle at all for Yun Xiao, who had lived countless years in his previous life.

Moreover, Yun Xiao was prudent; the solutions he wrote were all feasible for those below the level of Spirit-grade Advanced Pulse Refining Master, for this was the Hidden Dragon Continent. Revealing methods from the Nine-layered Dragon Cloud would surely raise suspicions.

In no time, the solution to the first enigmatic illness was written out by Yun Xiao, and when he placed the completed scroll on the Qihuang Stele, something miraculous happened.

Boom!

To the astonishment of Yun Xiao, the towering Qihuang Stele suddenly collapsed, kicking up a cloud of dust and creating an alarming noise.

"So that’s how it is!"

Yun Xiao had an epiphany upon seeing this and knew it was just a small trick. There was likely to be some will or spirit left on these Qihuang Steles, which would topple as soon as the correct remedy was written down.

Without much of a fuss, Yun Xiao moved swiftly to the next stele, took a quick look, picked up a blank scroll, and started writing again.

Boom! Boom! Boom! ...

As Yun Xiao strolled and penned effortlessly, the Qihuang Steles seemed to collapse one by one as if they had lost all support. In less than half a day, nearly a hundred steles were left with only three remaining.

One could imagine how swift Yun Xiao’s efficiency was. Yet, his face bore some disappointment, for these nearly a hundred steles all bore illnesses he had encountered before.

Gu Dao had said before, as long as Yun Xiao solved one stele’s disease, he would pass the assessment for Spirit-grade Advanced Pulse Refining Master. But why did he exert so much effort?

Although Yun Xiao had been the Long Xiao Battle God in his past life, he knew that the world of cultivation was filled with myriad grains and various diseases. Even in the Hidden Dragon Continent, there might be diseases he had never seen before.

The Qihuang Hall had gathered countless peculiar diseases from the Meridian Refining Master Guild of the Lingtian Empire. He was also interested to see if there were any diseases that intrigued him, yet he had found none so far.

"Eh? This disease..."

Just when Yun Xiao showed a hint of disappointment, the third-to-last stele caught his attention, surprising him with delight.

"This is a bit interesting!"

Yun Xiao stayed in front of this stele longer than he had at the previous ones combined, reflecting for quite some time before finally picking up a scroll and writing on it.

In fact, this disease was one Yun Xiao had seen before, but it was masked with an Eye-blocking Technique, almost deceiving even him.

And if an ordinary Meridian Master did not uncover this Eye-blocking Technique and used common treatment methods, it could lead to treating the patient erroneously, potentially even causing death.

Boom!

When Yun Xiao placed the completed scroll on the stele, the Qihuang Stele dutifully toppled as expected, confirming that his method was indeed correct, thus resonating with the stele.

The last two steles left Yun Xiao somewhat disappointed, but he soon let it go. After all, this was the Hidden Dragon Continent. If it were easy to find diseases that could perplex him—a former Holy Rank peak Meridian Refining Master—it would truly be abnormal.

"I wonder if toppling all these steles will earn some extra rewards?"

Yun Xiao turned and gazed at the toppled steles filling the hall, and murmured this whimsical thought. As the words left his mouth, a surprising noise from behind made him startle.

"What’s going on?"

Yun Xiao felt the ground shake underfoot, and not far ahead, the earth began to rise as if something was burrowing up from the ground.

Bold and confident, Yun Xiao was not startled but grew curious. Within moments, that ’something’ revealed itself before his eyes—a stele once more.

"Another Qihuang Stele, but why is it so big?"

The stele that appeared before Yun Xiao was indeed another Qihuang Stele. However, both in surface area and volume, it was more than twice the size of the other steles, as if it were the leader of those collapsed Qihuang Steles.

Since it is also a Qihuang Stele, even if it is ten times bigger, Yun Xiao wouldn’t pay too much attention to it. What he is interested in is what kind of disease is written on this Qihuang Stele that’s more than double the size, and whether it will be eye-catching to him?

"Innate Pulse Cutting?"

When Yun Xiao first saw these four words, his brows slightly furrowed, because this disease was not unfamiliar to him. Even in the Nine-layered Dragon Cloud, it was considered a difficult-to-cure terminal illness.

The so-called Innate Pulse Cutting is such that, from birth, oh no, from within the womb, the meridians are blocked. Not a trace of Meridian Qi can be practiced within the meridians, and forced impacts would cause a tearing-like severe pain, truly an indescribable suffering.

Back in the Nine-layered Dragon Cloud, Yun Xiao knew of a powerful family whose patriarch’s direct heir suffered from Innate Pulse Cutting. For such a powerful family with an heir unable to cultivate, it was nothing short of a disgrace to the clan.

And the family’s chief Meridian Refining Master, after a lifetime of effort, finally found a method to resolve Innate Pulse Cutting. This method was later coincidentally obtained by the Long Xiao Battle God of the previous life.

The Long Xiao Battle God of the previous life, with his unequaled Meridian Refining Technique in the Nine-layered Dragon Cloud, quickly found several deficiencies in this method. After his improvements, Innate Pulse Cutting was no longer considered a terminal illness in the Nine-layered Dragon Cloud.

But when brought to the Hidden Dragon Continent of the Lower Five Realms, and even in the Middle Three Realms, Innate Pulse Cutting was still a terminal illness. It was reasonable for someone to write it on a Qihuang Stele.

Yun Xiao was a person who did things perfectly. Since this stele appeared in front of him, and he happened to know the solution, naturally, he would not stand idly by.

Regardless, even though Yun Xiao was skilled in both medical and poison cultivation, he still had a compassionate heart for helping the world. He knew the pain of Innate Pulse Cutting. Writing out a treatment method might invisibly allow some people to escape from their misery.

Only when writing a certain part did Yun Xiao’s brows slightly wrinkle, as he suddenly realized that several of the medicinal ingredients required for treating Innate Pulse Cutting had reached the Earth Rank level, and obviously, such things would not be found on the Hidden Dragon Continent.

"Forget it, they’re just Earth Rank medicinal ingredients. After all, I wrote down the method. Whether they can find the ingredients is not my concern!"

Upon second thought, Yun Xiao felt relieved. Since they were only Earth Rank ingredients, it would not reveal any of his secrets, so he was not worried.

After writing the treatment method for Innate Pulse Cutting, Yun Xiao casually placed the scroll on the stele. However, this time, the stele did not collapse as expected and remained firmly upright.

"What’s going on?"

Seeing this, Yun Xiao was slightly startled and subconsciously wondered if he had written something wrong, but in the next moment, he realized and a smile unconsciously appeared on his face.

"It seems that the method passed down from the Nine-layered Dragon Cloud cannot be verified by anyone!"

Staring at the still standing stele, Yun Xiao stroked his chin and muttered a sentence. He was now quite interested in knowing exactly where the will of these steles was connected.

At least one thing was certain, the Meridian Refining Master Guild of the Lingtian Empire must not have the capability to control the collapsing of these steles.

If that were really the case, then Gu Daoqin, Qin Zhengyang, and the others would not be at a loss for the diseases in the Qihuang Hall. Since the steles could sense the correctness and mistakes of the scrolls written by Yun Xiao, it indicated that their connection was beyond the level of Spirit-grade Advanced Pulse Refining Masters.

"Could it be that the Meridian Refining Master Guild Headquarters of the Middle Three Realms is in control?"

Yun Xiao contemplated a possibility, and the more he thought about it, the bigger the likelihood seemed. His gaze shifted to the last, tallest stele, and he pondered thoughtfully.

What Yun Xiao did not know was that when he wrote down the treatment for Innate Pulse Cutting in the Lingtian Empire and put the scroll on the Qihuang Stele, a place in the Middle Three Realms in a faraway land was already in an uproar.

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Middle Three Realms, Tenglong Continent!

The Tenglong Continent is one of the three continents of the Middle Three Realms, and both its area and the number of High Rank cultivators far surpass those of the Hidden Dragon Continent of the Lower Five Realms.

In the Middle Three Realms, cultivators at the Earth Rank level can be seen everywhere, and cultivators at the Peak of Spirit Vein Realm like Yu Shu Xu Lingsong, if brought to Tenglong Continent, would be merely at the bottom level.

Refining Cloud Mountain is where the headquarters of the Meridian Refining Master Guild of Tenglong Continent is located. Among the cloud-wreathed mountains, numerous majestic buildings are hidden, and this place is also one of the sacred sites of Tenglong Continent.

However, the atmosphere at the Refining Cloud Mountain Headquarters is somewhat unusual today. Inside one of the yellow halls, several old men, tall and short, stared intently at a wall in front of them, as if their eyeballs were about to pop out.

"Vice Chairman, do you think this treatment method for Innate Pulse Cutting really works?"

One of the elders, with white hair but a rosy face, finally moved his gaze away from the wall and asked in a somewhat hoarse voice.

The elder who was addressed also looked somewhat astonished, slowly turned his head as if he had made some decision.

"Theoretically, the method is feasible, but as for how effective it is, I cannot be sure. Perhaps, we can give it a try!"