The playful grin vanished from Mang Dabiao's face. He sighed, his voice low.
"She still hasn't woken up. Things aren't looking good."
"Stray ghosts from outside have occupied the Apertures in her body, severely damaging her soul. Ordinary methods can't save her."
"There isn't a single Spirit Mediumship disciple around Yangcheng who can fight ghosts, open Apertures, and save souls."
"Wei Yu could do it, but he disappeared long ago."
"In this apocalypse, whether we'll ever meet him again in our lifetimes is anyone's guess."
Yang Yong's brow furrowed.
He knew nothing about Shamanism.
But...
Mang Dabiao's words stirred something in him.
"You mean Shamanism can open the human body's Apertures?"
Mang Dabiao nodded.
"Of course. The core of Shamanism is opening Apertures, invoking deities, and borrowing their powers. Only by opening the Apertures throughout your body and letting yin deities and immortal spirits possess you can you use supernatural abilities."
Yang Yong slammed down his bowl and chopsticks so hard that even Mang Dabiao jumped.
"By Apertures, do you mean the human body's three hundred and sixty-five major Apertures?"
Yang Yong's voice was excited, his words somewhat disjointed.
"Spirit Mediumship really can open Apertures? You're not lying to me?"
Bewildered by his sudden excitement, Mang Dabiao glanced around. Finding nothing unusual, he nodded honestly.
"Yes, those Apertures."
"Although my strength has dropped greatly, I still know the basic methods. In theory... I can stamp open a Spirit Mediumship disciple's Apertures."
Yang Yong drew a deep breath and spoke with absolute clarity, word by word:
"I want to practice Shamanism."
Mang Dabiao was utterly dumbfounded. His eyes widened, and he thought he had misheard.
"Huh? Boss, what did you say? You want to practice Shamanism? But... you don't have the aptitude for it, do you?"
He simply couldn't understand it.