The entire Fang Family’s separate garden was a bustling scene of fervent activity, remarkably lively.
Fang Ju lifted his cup and repeatedly said, "Good, very good..."
Everyone raised their glasses to celebrate together.
A glass of wine downed, enthusiasm flaring like fire.
Wine doesn’t intoxicate; people get drunk on their own.
After having too much, the wine seed to change in flavor, tasteless as water.
As evening approached—
Soone ca to report.
"Report, chief... there are three individuals outside the courtyard asking to see you, claiming to be your old friends."
"Old friends?"
Fang Yu did have quite a few old friends in Jiangzhou, but who would it be at this hour?
"Let them in."
"Yes!"
Shortly after.
Three n walked in.
Before they even entered, a hearty laughter could be heard—
"Brother Yu! That’s really not cool of you, not even inviting us!"
"That’s right, Brother Yu, have you soared to the skies and forgotten about us?"
"Brother Yu, just too stingy!"
The crowd involuntarily turned to look outside.
Upon closer inspection, Fang Yu realized that the newcors were his good brothers from the old days—Zeng Qiji, Yan Hu, and Fan Tong.
Among those present from the Northern Desert Xu family clan, as well as the cultivation experts of the Luli Sect, a single glance over their bodies revealed that these were three ordinary people.
However...
What puzzled them was that ordinary people could address Fang Yu as brothers.
Aren’t they a bit too bold?
Unexpectedly—
Fang Yu imdiately left his seat and approached them, saying, "I knew you guys would co, that’s why I didn’t invite you!"
Upon hearing this.
Fan Tong rolled his eyes and said, "What a perfect excuse, I’m speechless."
"Hearing your excuse, I don’t find it amusing at all, I even want to laugh a bit," said Yan Hu with a chuckle.
Only Zeng Qiji smiled and didn’t say anything.
Fang Yu said, "Cut the nonsense, hurry up, there’s fine wine to accompany."
Under everyone’s gaze, the three were escorted to the most important table, sitting with Fang Yu.
This aroused everyone’s curiosity.
Clearly three ordinary n, but receiving such treatnt, it was unavoidably the subject of people’s sidelong glances.
At the banquet table.
Yan Hu, the most forthright among them, picked up his cup and looked around before saying, "Although I do not know most of you here, I do know that anyone who can sit at the sa table with Brother Yu must be a good brother... I’m not good with words, it’s all in the wine..."
Gug dong gug dong... downing a glass of wine.
Fang Yu squinted and smiled, "You’re still the sa as always."
No one else spoke, just watching their warm greetings to each other.
Fan Tong said, "This place is originally the Fang Family’s, we heard there was quite a commotion going on, so we had soone inquire about it, and as soon as we heard it was you, we ca straight over."
Raising his glass, Fang Yu said, "Co on, cut the crap, down one!"
The four of them started drinking.
This reminded them of the old days when they were mixing in Jiangzhou, drinking just like this at street-side stalls.
Sotis even shirtless, arm-wrestling, occasionally teasing the beauties passing by.
It’s just a pity...
The past fades like the wind.
Such feelings await reminiscence, yet at that ti, they were already lost in the mont.
...
Night fell.
The entire Fang Family was brightly lit, those who would get drunk were drunk.
It was not until midnight that the lively atmosphere gradually subsided.
All the guests had departed.
Although the brothers were reluctant to part ways, they had no choice but to return to their respective hos.
Is there ever a feast that doesn’t co to an end in this world?
That night.
Fang Yu supported his master, Fang Ju, staggering towards the room, drunk.
"Fang Yu, your master is happy today..."
"I know you’re happy, but you’re injured and shouldn’t drink too much."
"I didn’t drink too much... You don’t understand, I’m very happy... to revive the Fang Family..."
Mid-speech, Fang Ju’s eyes reddened, and his words started to slur, "I’m an outsider by birth, but I’ve always considered myself a mber of the Fang Family. Your parents were good to , it’s just my incompetence... I couldn’t protect them properly... Fang Yu, your master has let you down..."
A grown man broke down in low sobs.
Fang Yu sighed.
What was the point of dwelling on things that had already passed?
Now that their great vengeance was avenged, what hurdle couldn’t they overco?
...
Inside the room.
Fang Yu held three Golden Needles, skillfully maneuvering them over Fang Ju’s body.
The vital acupoints in the chest and Dantian were all targeted by the needles.
The aim of this needling wasn’t necessarily to follow specific acupoints for acupuncture. Rather, Fang Yu wanted to scan and heal his whole body using the Leaving Dust Energy.
The Golden Needles settled.
Fang Ju’s chest was now covered in Golden Needles.
Imdiately after, Fang Yu’s hands moved faster, causing the needles to buzz.
"Thank goodness it’s the Divine Dragon Technique... If it were any other cultivation thod, healing him would be much harder."
The regenerative properties of the Divine Dragon Technique were once again fully exhibited.
Fang Yu’s large hand reached out, channeling the Leaving Dust Energy into Fang Ju’s body through the Golden Needles.
In an instant.
A spring-like nourishnt revitalized the organs in Fang Ju’s Dantian.
Fang Yu was amazed and quickly withdrew his hand, exclaiming with great joy: "Could this be the special feature of the Divine Dragon Technique Ninth Layer?"
He couldn’t believe it and reached out again.
The Leaving Dust Energy once again nourished Fang Ju’s body.
He could distinctly feel the Dantian rapidly repairing itself.
"Restoration! It’s actually the property of restoration! Though it consus the Leaving Dust Energy quite quickly!"
Fang Yu exclaid excitedly, "The Divine Dragon Technique, seeks the path through healing! Every ti it saves a person, the consumption of Inner Essence helps sense the progression of the Divine Dragon Technique... How could I have forgotten such critical information!"
He slapped his forehead.
"Turns out, the Divine Dragon Technique, when breathing and controlling the breath, is actually slow. Combined with the Taiyi Divine Needle, the Leaving Dust Energy in the ridians will mimic the body’s channels and continuously move, which is like automatically cultivating..."
Fang Yu praised repeatedly, "It seems that I was really foolish in the past! How could I not have noticed such significant characteristics!"
Back at Hua Hospital, when he was treating Jiang Wei, he had achieved a breakthrough.
Another significant gain was during the treatnt of avian influenza, where he treated more than a hundred people all at once.
"The Leaving Dust Energy, once it enters the body’s ridians, can cultivate and operate on its own... Now that the barriers in my Dantian have dissipated, these effects will beco even better."
With this thought, Fang Yu joked, "Old man, you’re in luck, today I’ll treat your kidney deficiency for free!"
A single palm passed over.
The Golden Needles buzzed.
"Taixuan Finger Technique!"
"Ghost Gate Thirteen Needles!"
Swoosh, swoosh swoosh.
Fang Yu’s hands left trails of afterimages in the air.
The Golden Needles were precisely inserted into Fang Ju’s acupoints, and the Leaving Dust Energy within his body indeed began to circulate.
"It just uses a bit quickly!"
Fang Yu sighed, "But every coin has two sides... Otherwise, if I treated people like this every day, there would be no end to my progression, how would that be acceptable?"
Anyway, the Divine Dragon Technique recovers quickly, so he wasn’t afraid of the consumption.
Half an hour later.
Fang Yu retracted his hand, cutting off the Leaving Dust Energy instantly, and the aura inside his body swept through.
It had beco a bit purer than before.
"Wondrous, truly wondrous... It’s like sharpening a blade, the more it’s honed, the sharper it gets!"
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