"Lin Tian, give Wanxi the secret dicine to drink, along with your acupuncture, it can help her recover so physical strength." Ling Zishan understood his intention as she saw Lin Tian performing acupuncture on the Yongquan acupoint.
Though she was not an acupuncturist, as an Ancient Martial Artist, she was naturally familiar with the key acupoints of the body. When practicing, these acupoints are the convergence points of True Qi. During combat, one must defend one’s own key acupoints while attacking the opponent’s vital points—this all relies on familiarity with acupoints.
With one hand on acupuncture, Lin Tian picked up the bottle, shook off the cap, and gently placed the bottle at Wang Wanxi’s mouth, slightly tilting it. The liquid dicine inside flowed out slowly, and Wang Wanxi’s mouth responded, swallowing the liquid.
As the dicine entered her stomach, Wang Wanxi felt a warm energy erging from her abdon and spreading in all directions into her organs and muscles. Suddenly, her whole body felt incredibly relaxed, as if she had eaten a divine fruit.
Having exhausted too much energy battling pain earlier, her clothes drenched in sweat and nearing collapse, she began to recover slowly with the support of the Ling Family’s secret dicine.
Seeing Wang Wanxi’s physical recovery and the pain in her expression fading away, Lin Tian withdrew the Golden Needle and stepped aside, yet his expression grew more solemn instead of joyous.
"Lin Tian, Wanxi’s treatnt went smoothly; why aren’t you happy?" Ling Zishan asked in puzzlent, glancing at Wang Wanxi.
Lin Tian wished to say that his super vision revealed that most of Wanxi’s recovery was physical. While her ridians had been repaired and strengthened under the elixir’s essence’s nourishnt, her greater issue lay in the aspect of Divine Soul.
The Divine Soul, an elusive thing governing one’s mind and spirit, cannot be easily restored solely by managing pain, which is Lin Tian’s concern.
He knows that deep within Wang Wanxi’s heart lies a knot; in monts of advancing her cultivation, the heart knot inevitably surfaces, leading to the birth of the Heart Demon. Overcoming the Heart Demon is key to truly recovering—this heart knot stems from the incident twenty years ago when Yun Tian was abducted.
"Aunt Wang harbors a great Heart Demon; she must confront the interrogation of her inner self this ti." Lin Tian sighed lightly.
Ling Zishan and Tang Ziqing exchanged glances, showing understanding expressions; the event twenty years ago shocked the Ancient Martial World when Wang Yuanzhou led Ancient Martial Artists in revenge against the Sun Shadow Association, a widely known fact.
At that ti, both the Ling Family and Qingshuang Pavilion dispatched outstanding disciples to follow Wang Yuanzhou’s "expedition" to Japan, routing various Sun Shadow Association strongholds. That sweep caused the Sun Shadow Association to vanish for a significant period.
"We can help with her physical wounds, but the wounds of the soul must be faced alone," Tang Ziqing stated solemnly.
She was right; the Heart Demon within can only be vanquished by oneself through willpower—no external force can assist.
Unable to talk, Wang Wanxi turned her eyes, giving Lin Tian a deep glance, as if imprinting his image into her mind, her gaze filled with emotions that made Lin Tian’s heart tremble slightly.
Through her eyes, he sensed that Wang Wanxi was still regarding him as Yun Tian, even though the last paternity test failed to change her belief; maybe it was subconscious, maybe it filled a twenty-year emotional gap.
She knew what she had to face ahead. Perhaps Lin Tian could give her the strength to defeat the Heart Demon.
Slowly, Wang Wanxi closed her eyes, sinking her mind to the deepest part of her soul, while Lin Tian stood by her side, unable to do anything during this ti. He could only stay by her side, waiting for the result, prepared to forcibly interrupt her ditation if Wang Wanxi failed, remaining trapped within the Heart Demon.
There are many ways to interrupt ditation, and the Nine Needle Technique can achieve it. However, regardless of the thod, forcibly interrupting her while she advances her cultivation would result in only one outco—damaging her cultivation level again.
Such damage would be more than just an inability to progress; it would an regression. Regressing from her current Innate Perfection stage may lead her to fall to the Postnatal Late Stage, or the Postnatal Middle Stage, even the Postnatal Early Stage, severing her path in the Ancient Martial entirely.
The pagoda was quiet in the night, the moonlight pouring in from outside the window like water. Originally calm, Wang Wanxi suddenly opened her eyes, which startled Lin Tian; upon close examination, Wang Wanxi’s eyes opened yet looked endlessly hollow.
Wang Wanxi’s eyes, usually clear and tranquil, would contain warmth and a hint of a smile when looking at others, but none of that was visible now. If described, she appeared like she had lost her soul.
"Not good, she’s entangled in the Heart Demon and can’t escape!" Ling Zishan exclaid, her expression heavy.
"It’s not that she can’t escape, but she’s unwilling to exit the Heart Demon," Tang Ziqing frowned, casting a critical glance at Lin Tian.
Her look confused Lin Tian; what’s with this woman? Even if she dislikes , why express it now, since she’s always been dismissive of ?
"Hmph..." Tang Ziqing snorted coolly, "She told a few things about you and the Yun Family. She’s certainly treating you as her son. In her Heart Demon, you and her, along with her family, live worry-free—exactly what she’s wanted for twenty years. She’s imrsed in this fantasy and won’t erge; you’re her obstacle!"
Obstacle? Lin Tian frowned slightly, subconsciously stating, "Yun Tian is her real obstacle."
"Currently, in her mind, you are Yun Tian; before finding the true Yun Tian, does it make any difference?" Tang Ziqing looked at Lin Tian blankly.
The two glared at each other, Tang Ziqing admonishing Lin Tian, who was at a loss of words. Initially approaching the Yun Family and proceeding to a failed paternity test, he anticipated a major impact on Wang Wanxi, but he hadn’t foreseen it would beco an obstacle in today’s cultivation recovery.
"Ziqing, everything happens by fate, it’s hard to articulate. No one desires this result; it’s all up to her fate." Ling Zishan interjected, breaking their stare.
"Is there any solution..." Lin Tian knew the Heart Demon is beyond external help, yet he couldn’t help but ask. He was reluctant to perform that forcible technique unless absolutely necessary.
For an Ancient Martial Artist, their cultivation is their lifelong pursuit. It’s devastating enough not to progress; regressing is a soul-crushing blow.
"There is a possibility..." Unexpectedly, Ling Zishan responded to Lin Tian’s question, and Lin Tian turned excitedly towards her.
User Comments
0 comments from readers