Even Stat Monsters Could Have Technique

"This... incredible, incredible. It truly was incredible."

Ye Renxin looked at Dugu Bo, then turned his blazing gaze on Chen Ming. "Little brother, did you really do this? How did you do it?"

"This was not difficult, just a few tricks." Chen Ming glanced at Dugu Bo and continued only after receiving his approval. While he did not go into every single step in detail, he broadly explained his approach to the problem and the corresponding changes in Dugu Bo's body.

At first, Ye Renxin had been applauding, but halfway through, he hurriedly grabbed paper and a pen from the bookshelf and began taking notes along with Chen Ming's explanation.

This method did not rely on the brute force of a Martial Soul or the medicinal power itself. Instead, it combined them in a gentle, gradual manner to treat the patient. Even Ye Renxin found it eye-opening.

He felt that many problems that had troubled him in the past had suddenly become easy to resolve. Some solutions that had once seemed suitable now had even better alternatives.

Douluo Continent was a very strange, very strange place.

It had miraculous Martial Souls and Soul Power, materials science so overbearing that technological civilizations would weep at the sight of it, earth-shattering gods, and powerful Spirit Masters.

Each of those things, taken individually, should have been an exceptional trait, enough to support a unique civilization. Yet when combined, they made everything seem so insignificant and robbed them of the potential for proper development.

The people of Douluo followed the principle that the left fist dealt high damage and the right fist dealt high damage. They would rather accept a high cost and severe recovery time than give up on throwing a full-power punch.

But they had forgotten one thing: people could throw combinations. High attack and high attack speed were not mutually exclusive. Even when playing a stat-monster hero, the player could still be a mechanical genius.

For Ye Renxin, there were three kinds of treatment: the healing ability of the Nine Heart Begonia, the medical arts he had inherited, and the Nine Heart Begonia combined with those inherited medical arts.

His approach was all about overwhelming force. In game terms, it was reckless, excessive burst healing, using the Nine Heart Begonia's restorative power to forcibly keep a patient alive through that long list of debuffs.

And in Douluo World, that brute-force method really could treat more than ninety-nine percent of all problems.

Distributed treatment, phased treatment, combination treatment, dividing treatment into different stages, stabilizing the patient's condition rather than forcibly pumping them full of healing...

Once those ideas had been laid bare, Ye Renxin wrote with divine inspiration. Guided by Chen Ming's narration and combining it with his own knowledge, experience, and Spirit Saint-level cultivation, he wrote several thousand words in one go. With a little organization and expansion, it would become another medical text.

Only after he had finished writing did Ye Renxin realize what he had been doing. Looking at the pages he had painstakingly filled on the table, a trace of shame crossed his face.

"My apologies, my apologies. Even if I heard of such an exclusive treatment method, I should not have written it down, lest it spread. Brother Dugu, this..."

"Chen Ming, Senior. My name is Chen Ming." Chen Ming clasped his hands in introduction.

"This little brother Chen Ming. I promise you both that I will never spread this technique you created. I will burn these pages right away..."

Though Ye Renxin deeply regretted losing such a novel treatment method, the Douluo World's entrenched sectarian prejudice and rigid class structure meant that, no matter how reluctant he was, he still reached for the tinderbox to set fire to what he had written.

"Senior, there is no need. Really, no need." Chen Ming hurriedly pressed down Ye Renxin's hand. Ye Renxin tried to struggle twice, but his strength was not even comparable to Old Jack from Holy Soul Village, who had worked the fields at the village entrance all year round.

"This... this is so precious..." Ye Renxin said that, but his entire face was practically screaming, Hurry up and persuade me.

"A healer's heart should be benevolent. A healer's heart should be benevolent! How could Senior allow such a treatment method to be buried again over a little sectarian bias? If this were widely spread, how many people could it save?"

"Every bit of reliance on external help that is reduced gives ordinary commoners, who already have no one to rely on, a little more confidence in the end."

"That's right, that's right. Brother Ye, I still have something to ask of you. Please accept it first." Dugu Bo hurriedly nodded as well, pressing down Ye Renxin's hand.

Seeing how sincere the two were, Ye Renxin finally nodded and smiled faintly. "Thank you both for your broad-minded righteousness, for your understanding and generosity. Truly, heroes emerge in their youth."

"Brother Dugu, what have you come to me for this time? Do you need me to use the Nine Heart Begonia to adjust your condition?"

"No, this..." Dugu Bo nudged Chen Ming, who quickly picked up the conversation. "Senior, Senior Dugu's first stage was stabilization—stabilizing his condition, preventing the toxins from rebounding, and reducing the secretion of toxins from his body. But the stubborn, accumulated poison within him still clings to his marrow."

"You want me to act and scrape the poison from his bones? That is true, the power of my Nine Heart Begonia can indeed do that."

"No, no, Senior. What I mean is that I want Senior Dugu to metabolize the toxins himself through release. But that will inevitably affect his foundation to some extent. Therefore, I came here to learn some medical arts from the Nine Heart Begonia line, so I can reduce the harm done to Senior Dugu."

As Chen Ming spoke, he took out three prepared boxes from his Soul Tool.

"Senior, this is a ten-thousand-year Ginseng King. Its overall shape resembles a dragon, and it possesses extremely strong vitality. It can greatly replenish vital energy; even a single root fiber can preserve an ordinary person's life."

"This is ten-thousand-year Seven-Rank Purple Ganoderma. Its medicinal power is pure, stable, and mild. It can stabilize one's foundation and even remedy certain innate deficiencies."

"This is ten-thousand-year Polygonatum. It can greatly increase Soul Power cultivation. When used alongside other herbs, it can serve as a harmonizing agent, neutralizing the incompatibility between different medicines."

"These three precious herbs were prepared by Senior Dugu so that this junior could come here to study under you. I ask Senior to offer me some guidance and fulfill my wish."

As Chen Ming opened the boxes one by one, Ye Renxin's breathing became rapid.

Such exceptional ten-thousand-year precious herbs were already rare. Because they benefited a Spirit Master's cultivation, even when they occasionally appeared, they would be bought up by Spirit Master families and sects. Even after practicing medicine for decades, Ye Renxin had handled very few such herbs.

And now, three of them had appeared at once, offered as tuition for studying medicine.

Leaving aside the new ideas and treatment methods Chen Ming had just provided, as well as the graceful way out he had given him, Ye Renxin found it difficult to refuse based on these three precious herbs alone.

"Just as you two said, a healer's heart should be benevolent. How could I abandon you over a little sectarian bias?" Ye Renxin smiled as he inspected the three precious herbs, then nodded at Chen Ming.

"Brother Dugu, little friend Chen Ming, rest assured. So long as the medical arts of my Nine Heart Begonia line can help you, I, Ye Renxin, will teach you everything I know."