The old man’s tone was quite arrogant.
Chen Jiuyang prepared the silver needles while writing a prescription, asking, “What official position did you hold in Suhang, elder?”
The old man snorted, “This old man was the former prefect of Suhang. The current prefect of Suhang is my student. It’s not an exaggeration to say my disciples are everywhere in Suhang.”
Chen Jiuyang chuckled, “Elder, if you are so capable, why do you live in such a small courtyard?”
The old man immediately became indignant, “What does a young child like you know?”
Chen Jiuyang saw through it but didn’t say it aloud, understanding that popularity fades.
As the former prefect of Suhang, the old man should have at least lived in a villa with a small courtyard, if not been immensely wealthy after retirement.
The courtyard was deserted, and no one paid him any attention.
If Chen Jiuyang believed his tall tales of being untouchable in Suhang, he would truly be inviting his own demise.
Chen Jiuyang performed acupuncture on the old man and prescribed a medicinal bath, instructing, “This is an external medicinal bath. Your body is weak, elder, so dietary supplements won’t have much effect. This will strengthen your body first.”
However, Chen Jiuyang could also tell that the old man didn’t have many physical ailments. It was more that he had lost the will to live, with a lingering aura of death. This state of being only came from a desire to die.
After the acupuncture, the old man fell into a dazed sleep.
Chen Jiuyang said to Yun Jingbai, “The old man’s body is fine. I’ve prescribed a medicinal bath for him, to be used once in the morning and once in the evening. He can live for another decade or two without issue.”
“Once the medicinal bath is finished and he wakes up, he’ll be as lively as ever.”
Yun Jingbai’s face lit up with joy, “Thank you, Doctor Chen.”
Chen Jiuyang replied, “The old man’s main problem is psychological. Otherwise, it wouldn’t be this bad. What happened to him?”
Yun Jingbai’s expression turned complex, and she sighed, “He had political disagreements and fell out with someone. Then, all his relatives and friends were suppressed and ostracized because of his association with Grandpa. Fortunately, my father was transferred to Fengcheng as prefect, which saved us from disaster.”
Chen Jiuyang nodded slowly, “As he nears death, he has no wife, children, or family to accompany him on his final journey. So, they were all implicated because of him.”
Yun Jingbai continued, “The reason I’m holding a concert in Suhang this time was that Grandpa used his last bit of influence to help me secure it. Only as he was nearing death did someone finally do him a favor.”
Chen Jiuyang’s expression shifted, “From what you’re saying, your comeback wasn’t very smooth either?”
Yun Jingbai nodded, “Although my father is the prefect of Fengcheng, and I was a big star before, holding the title of Dragon Country Cultural Promotion Ambassador, to make a comeback, I either had to sign with another agency and repeat past mistakes, or go solo.
“I chose to go solo, striving for any resources myself. The money for this concert was provided by Zixuan’s family, and we split the profits fifty-fifty.
“But going solo means I have to snatch opportunities from others. The entertainment companies in the country aren’t very welcoming to me…”
Chen Jiuyang understood, “So, if they can’t have it, they won’t let you have it either. They’d rather suppress and freeze you out.”
Yun Jingbai explained, “Actually, my initial plan was to make my comeback in Fengcheng. But Grandpa didn’t have much time left, so I came to visit him. Seeing that I had recovered, he actively brought up the matter, and then we decided to hold the comeback concert in Suhang.”
Chen Jiuyang understood Yun Jingbai’s predicament. While she appeared glamorous, the path ahead was fraught with thorns. He said, “If there’s anything I can help with, you can tell me.”
Yun Jingbai giggled, “Alright, you’re Zixuan’s man, I won’t be polite with you.”
“Just give me a call if you need anything.” After handling Yun Jingbai’s affairs, Chen Jiuyang returned to the Chen family villa in Suhang and began cultivating the "Emperor Yu Divine Body Art" using the medicinal ingredients provided by the True Demon Sect.
The Emperor Yu Divine Body Art was divided into nine layers. Since Chen Jiuyang was already at the peak of the Profound Realm, his cultivation of the first layer of the Emperor Yu Divine Body Art was extremely rapid.
The second layer corresponded to the Profound Realm cultivation.
The first layer was for cleansing marrow and strengthening the body’s meridians.
The second layer was for changing bone and blood, laying the foundation for a divine body.
This stage didn’t require many medicinal resources; it primarily involved compressing and converting Chen Jiuyang’s pure Yang qi and blood.
Chen Jiuyang frowned slightly. He possessed pure Yang true blood, and its compression and conversion would result in three-turn pure Yang true blood, capable of repelling evil with a single drop.
Pure Yang true blood made one immune to all poisons.
Three-turn pure Yang could repel evil with a drop.
Six-turn pure Yang was like a great sun furnace.
Nine-turn pure Yang meant immortality of the body and sainthood.
These were the first four layers.
Above nine-turn pure Yang was Qian Yang.
Qian signified the ultimate state of all things in the universe.
The effect of three-turn pure Yang was excellent, and it didn’t consume many medicinal resources. It was enough to allow Chen Jiuyang to break through to the Earth Realm, though it would require a gradual process of tempering and conversion over time.
At this rate, he might not reach three-turn pure Yang by the time of the True Demon Sect’s Saintess Dao Companion selection competition.
This was rather tricky.
Chen Jiuyang could clearly feel that the converted three-turn pure Yang qi and blood were much calmer than before, without the feeling of impending eruption. Furthermore, his true qi strength had become more sharp and powerful, increasing his combat power by at least thirty percent.
If he completed the three-turn pure Yang, Chen Jiuyang, with his Profound Realm cultivation of twelve acupoints, would be able to contend with Earth Realm Grandmasters.
This would also give him a greater chance of self-preservation and victory in the Saintess Dao Companion selection competition.
Time was pressing.
After a day of cultivation, Chen Jiuyang used his divine soul to traverse the first of the twelve major acupoints, achieving perfect completion without any pressure.
This filled Chen Jiuyang with pleasant surprise, as the Emperor Yu Divine Body Art had brought him too many unexpected benefits.
Once his divine soul could perfectly traverse all twelve major acupoints, Chen Jiuyang would be able to step into the Earth Realm and unlock the five divine palaces of the human body.
Ordinary Profound Realm peak masters failed to break through to the Earth Realm primarily due to insufficient divine soul power or inadequate qi and blood, failing to meet the requirements for becoming an Earth Realm cultivator.
Chen Jiuyang, however, had no such issues. His divine soul and qi and blood were abundant. However, due to reaching an extreme state, golden chains bound him, preventing him from rashly continuing his cultivation. Otherwise, on the day he broke through to the twelve major acupoints, Chen Jiuyang could have entered the Earth Realm as a master.
Cultivating the Eight-Nine Arcane Art and possessing a pure Yang body meant that his cultivation journey had been smooth sailing.
He had never experienced bottlenecks in martial arts or difficulties in comprehending cultivation realms.
The biggest problem he faced now was that his physical body was not strong enough, and his qi and blood were somewhat volatile, making him hesitant to attempt a breakthrough to the Earth Realm.
After finishing his cultivation for the day, Chen Jiuyang had just stepped out of the cultivation chamber when Granny Hui was waiting outside the door, “Young Master Chen, the time has come. The Saintess has completed her divine infusion and is waiting for you at the Holy Sect. Please follow me.”
“Alright.” Chen Jiuyang nodded. He was quite curious about how far Qiu Yihan’s cultivation would reach after three days of divine infusion, transforming from an ordinary person.
Arriving at the True Demon Sect, this time they did not enter the courtyard where Chen Jiuyang resided. Instead, they walked into the deep mountains and old forests, arriving at an ancient, massive hall exuding an aura of eerie slaughter.
Qiu Yihan, dressed in pristine white robes, sat high on the throne. Her martial arts aura had reached the peak of the Profound Realm, just like Chen Jiuyang’s!