Earth Beam Palace's Academy Head, Saber Qi of the Desolate Graves

The place Feng Baili pointed to turned out to be a camp for wounded soldiers.

Although it's called a wounded soldiers' camp, it was actually originally a pharmacy.

Chu Tianshu sat on the elephant's back, and when he looked up, he could already see half of the golden signboard outside.

It was probably affected by the war and a small part of it was burned down, leaving only most of the medicine character and a complete tang character.

"There are too many people recuperating here; the original courtyard of the pharmacy is far from enough."

Feng Baili said, "We've built new doors in the Shangdu of half a street near this pharmacy, connecting them all together."

"Many of our neighbors had also died or been injured, so the addition of these wounded soldiers made them feel a little more at ease."

As he spoke, he jumped off the elephant's back and led Chu Tianshu through a side door.

Chu Tianshu followed, and along the way he saw many wounded soldiers fast asleep.

After passing through the new doors that opened in the wall and going through several courtyards, I could vaguely hear some human voices ahead.

There were many door panels lying on the ground in the courtyard, benches put together to form a bed, and thin blankets spread on rattan chairs.

A large group of wounded soldiers, seemingly lying here sunbathing, were all awake; some were missing arms, others missing legs.

Chu Tianshu knew at a glance why only these people couldn't sleep.

Their injuries were so severe that the intermittent pain prevented them from sleeping soundly unless they used excessive amounts of medication, which would only worsen their condition.

The only hope is that their brains adapt to the reality of missing limbs and gradually alleviate or dull the pain there.

but...

Chu Tianshu could still faintly sense the Mind Power emanating from these people through his eyes.

A pale white light rippled outwards from their heads.

The source of Mind Power is vaguely a small, round ball hidden in the brain.

The human pineal gland controls reproductive development and regulates circadian rhythms, and its operation follows different monthly, seasonal, and annual cycles, closely related to the human biological clock.

The Mind Power of a psychic practitioner is catalyzed by the entire brain, including the pineal gland, which is mainly responsible for time-sensory coordination and does not provide much intensity of Mind Power.

The pineal glands of the Fangfeng Clan seem to provide nearly half of their Mind Power power.

When the source of Mind Power is highly concentrated, its explosive power will be more pronounced after being stimulated.

The downside is that this kind of Mind Power is also more stubborn.

If a human being in the modern world cultivated their Mind Power to this level, they should be able to actively reduce physical pain.

These members of the Fangfeng Clan could only endure it slowly, with occasional flashes of pain on their faces.

"My lord, these are soldiers who have experienced perilous battles; their experiences will surely not disappoint you."

Feng Baili said, "Please also tell them more stories to ease their suffering."

That was truly therapeutic talk.

Chu Tianshu didn't mind telling stories, but he had other important matters to attend to, and it would be inappropriate to tell stories here at this time.

Words cannot heal a serious injury. Given the extent of the damage, rest and sleep are the best course of action. I do possess some medical knowledge; I wish them sweet dreams.

Before he could finish speaking, Chu Tianshu swung his right arm, his sleeve billowing out.

Dozens of points of silvery-white light suddenly flashed out.

Feng Baili was startled and was about to stop him.

The silver needles had landed precisely on the foreheads of each wounded soldier, the tips trembling slightly.

The eyelids of the wounded soldiers seemed to tremble in unison with the end of a needle, then they all closed their eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

Feng Baili noticed that their breathing was becoming increasingly even and long, and he was both surprised and delighted.

Fangfeng Clan's medical skills also included the method of needle knife therapy, but for these wounded soldiers, the dosage of medicine could not be excessive, and naturally there were many taboos regarding the use of needles.

There have been instances where using acupuncture to help with sleep, if not done properly, could actually cause someone to be unable to sleep for two or three days.

Who could have imagined that the moment this Night Wandering Lad met the wounded soldiers, he could simultaneously administer acupuncture to dozens of them with a flick of his sleeve, and with perfect precision?

"Young master, you must have had dealings with many members of the Fangfeng Clan in other parts of the Spirit Realm before."

Feng Baili exclaimed in admiration, "You have such a thorough understanding of the constitution of my Fangfeng Clan! You are truly a divine physician!"

Practicing medicine requires experience. There are too many races in the Spirit Realm, and the experience of practicing medicine varies greatly from race to race, requiring special accumulation.

It's understandable that Feng Baili would make this guess.

Chu Tianshu smiled but remained silent, neither nodding nor shaking his head.

Just wait and see the other person's expression, then let them imagine what it is.

In fact, Chu Tianshu was already skilled with needles, and now he also had the subtle detection of the Great Void Internal Art and the rapid understanding and meticulous control of unfamiliar physiques caused by Mountain Collapse and Water Extinction.

With such Mortal Transcendence Great Accomplishment understanding and skill, it would be truly astonishing if he couldn't even handle giving someone a sleeping acupuncture injection.

"I heard that the 17th, 19th, and 20th battalions of soldiers fled here. There must be a leader among them. Such a person, although he experienced the same things as the soldiers, must have more sharp eyes and ears along the way and have unique insights."

Chu Tianshu smiled and said, "If I were to conduct research, I would still like to ask these leaders to spare some time for a meeting."

Feng Baili repeatedly said, "Good, good!"

The train was saved, which is fine.

Feng Baili could not truly know the white ape's actual strength based on the carriage officer's account.

However, the medical skills that the other party just displayed are of great significance to the town of Eighteen Camps today, which goes without saying.

"My lord..."

Feng Baili hesitated for a moment, "Did you just witness your skill in helping people sleep and treating wounds?"

Chu Tianshu nodded. "I know a little bit."

Feng Baili made up his mind. "If that's the case, could you please diagnose a distinguished person here, a headmaster of the Earth Beam Palace named Fang Tai?"

oh?

Chu Tianshu's heart skipped a beat.

Using clues provided by Qian Jin and others, who were captured in the Spirit Realm, they infiltrated the area and first established a base in the Nineteenth Battalion to extract intelligence.

This approach is to avoid attracting the attention of high-ranking figures in the Long Continent and to play it safe.

After all, being in the Spirit Realm, with its abundant resources, and with the weakening influence of the Wind of Dao Dissolution, it's hard to say how many experts there are in the Spirit Realm, and what skills they possess when combined with magical artifacts, treasures, and innate supernatural abilities.

Qian Jin, the centurion, didn't know enough about things at the highest levels.

This was the plan that Helai and his group made before entering Long Continent.

But once they entered, the situation was quite different from what they had anticipated.

Chu Tianshu's strength was actually a little different from what Helai imagined.

On the way, Chu Tianshu learned more and more about the local situation and began to ponder how to modify his plans.

Since there is currently a headmaster of the Earth Beam Palace, we can try to make contact with him.

Of course, there's no reason to miss it.

A moment later, Feng Baili led Chu Tianshu to a large mansion.

The Heaven and Earth Palaces each had subordinate courtyards in various locations, including the Thirty-Six Camps.

The mansion in front of us is the lower courtyard of the Earth Beam Palace in the Eighteen Camps.

Elder Feng!

When the guards saw that it was Feng Baili, they bowed slightly and let him in.

The title of "elder" is reserved for master craftsmen.

In the last hundred years, the term "master craftsman" has referred to those who have been able to develop and modify the techniques of the Curse Essence Hearth.

Feng Baili developed the technology of synthetic fish feed for the Curse Essence Hearth, greatly stimulating the potential of shallow sea aquaculture in the Long Continent Kingdom.

Among all the elders of the Long Continent Kingdom, his reputation ranks among the top.

As Chu Tianshu followed him through the front yard and around the main hall, the guards and busy clerks all bowed slightly when they saw Feng Baili.

Only when they reached the main hall did guards carrying golden spears cross their weapons and block their way.

What is it?

"I have found a renowned physician for the academy's head, and I have come to request an audience."

The main hall had an extremely high roof ridge, with six stone-carved ridge beasts perched at each end, and the slope formed by the black roof tiles was large and wide.

Each thick tile, meticulously crafted, remains as clean and new as ever after many years.

It feels like being on a rooftop could be used as a plaza.

The brackets supporting the roof beams are carved with wood in the shape of a powerful, heavy-duty demon.

The grand hall was completely closed, with all the doors and windows tightly shut, and a faint smell of medicine wafting from the cracks in the doors.

Chu Tianshu sensed that the hall was of exceptionally high quality, and its function as an altar was probably superb.

That's why Headmaster Fang Tai chose to stay in the main hall to recuperate from his injuries.

"Cough!"

A soft cough echoed in the hall, and the doors opened by themselves.

"Please come in... cough, cough cough cough!"

It was a normal thing for someone in the hall to open the door with a light cough, but that fake cough triggered a real cough instead.

This time, the coughing was so violent it was earth-shattering, and it wouldn't stop.

Chu Tianshu looked up and saw a huge mural carved with jade and gold wire in the main hall.

The painting depicts a bountiful harvest, thriving livestock, and joyous people, with a long ruler floating in the air.

Judging from the meaning of this painting, it seems that the entire scene of a bountiful harvest was created by that ruler.

In front of the mural was an incense table, on which was placed an iron ruler.

But this ruler was over three feet long and had a handle, so it looked more like a sword.

In front of the incense table was a large chair.

Fang Tai looked to be in his fifties or sixties, with thin eyebrows, a gaunt and sickly face, and a slightly hunched back. He looked more like he was hunched over in a chair than sitting in one.

Even though he wore several extra layers of robes and a thick cloak, he still appeared weak and frail from the cold.

This person is indeed a master at a Taboo level.

As soon as Chu Tianshu entered, his gaze swept briefly across the man's face before settling on his left hand.

His left hand was wrapped in bandages that extended into his sleeve, making it impossible to tell how long the injury was.

Just by looking at the bandages, Chu Tianshu could feel the powerful, surging Saber Intent emanating from the wound.

But within this Saber Intent lies a deep-seated malevolence, vaguely causing one to see illusions.

Three thousand Huangfen, rivers of blood flowed like water.

Amidst the Huangfen stood a man with a knife in his hand, his back to outsiders, yet he gave the impression of... a ghostly laugh.

(End of this chapter)