Buddhist Dharma Level 10, Luminous Glaze!

Ye Weiming was dead set on going after Xuan Ku today.

First, he had gone after him with words. Now, he was poking his finger at the man's forehead.

He was going at him head-on!

Unlike Xuan Ci, who was baffled, Xuan Ku, caught in the middle of it all, knew exactly what was happening.

How was the martial art Ye Weiming was using anything like "One Yang Finger"?

This was freaking One Yang Finger!

While feeling grateful for Ye Weiming's compassion, Xuan Ku did not dare make the slightest movement. He only knew that the Dali Duan Clan's "One Yang Finger" was not only immensely powerful, but could also heal injuries and save lives, though its side effects were severe.

As for the more specific details, they were not something an outsider like him could know.

Moreover, Ye Weiming had described the consequences of interrupting the treatment as extremely serious. Neither Xuan Ku nor Xuan Ci dared act rashly at this moment.

All Xuan Ku could do was smile bitterly to himself.

Today, Shaolin Temple had incurred a tremendous debt of gratitude!

That was precisely the effect Ye Weiming wanted.

Besides winning Shaolin Temple's gratitude, he had many other considerations in mind.

But he had no time to think too deeply about them now. This was his first time using the "Heaven Reversal" skill of "One Yang Finger" to save someone, and he needed to focus completely without the slightest carelessness.

Ye Weiming's treatment lasted for more than two hours.

Only when dusk had fallen did he flip over and land opposite Xuan Ku, then sit cross-legged. His face was now utterly bloodless, as pale as the deceased Bai Sun.

With a faint smile, Ye Weiming asked in an incomparably weak voice, "Master Xuan Ku, how did my 'Soul