600: Chapter 595: Speak with Fists 600: Chapter 595: Speak with Fists Tangyu once again applied acupuncture to Major General Feng using the Tai Yi Heart Sutra, and this time the session took a full hour.
After finishing, Tangyu felt somewhat drained, breaking into a cold sweat.
However, to his delight, he achieved some gains.
His Pure Yang Power had made some progress, and he even faintly sensed the verge of a breakthrough to the Sixth Layer.
This feeling, something Tangyu had long craved, had always eluded him, but just now he had caught a glimpse of it.
Such feelings indicated that his strength had indeed improved significantly, and breaking through to the Sixth Layer now seemed a tangible hope.
The progression from the Fifth Layer to the Sixth Layer was a huge hurdle.
Once surmounted, one’s strength would greatly increase, and it marked a sublimation, a transformation.
Tangyu couldn’t specify all the benefits; he just knew from his master that they were numerous.
He had always been filled with longing and anticipation for the Pure Yang Sixth Layer.
He had waited too long for this moment.
After his heart swelled with joy, Tangyu immediately refocused and asked Major General Feng, “How do you feel now?”
“It’s like there’s a warm current meandering through my legs, vague yet somewhat tangible,” replied Major General Feng.
Tangyu nodded, “Good, the effect is better than I expected.
Feeling this way means that part of your lower body has been restored, and the other parts are also slowly recovering.
If the effect can continue to be this good, I estimate that two or three more sessions of acupuncture will allow for a complete recovery.
Of course, since your lower limbs haven’t been active for a long time, there will certainly be residual issues.
Whether they can return to the normal state of an average person’s mobility depends on how well you adapt and adjust henceforth.
For now, everything seems alright.”
“Then I’ll leave everything in your hands, Divine Doctor Tang,” Major General Feng said.
“No need for thanks; you are my patient now, treating patients is my responsibility, and I will see to the care of each one to the end,” Tangyu replied, then went to open the door, and Feng Chen quickly entered.
Feng Tian and Fang Yishui had gone off to amuse themselves somewhere unknown.
Feng Chen inquired about his father’s condition before feeling reassured.
“Well, let’s go out now, and let Major General Feng rest properly.
Oh yes, the prescription I gave you last time must also be taken on time and in the correct amount.
Later, I’ll write you another prescription, though some of the ingredients are quite rare.
Get them if you can,” Tangyu said.
“Okay, thank you,” Feng Chen nodded, then followed Tangyu out.
After writing the prescription, Tangyu was ready to take his leave.
Just as he was about to leave, Tangyu’s brow suddenly creased slightly as he felt an extremely potent aura pressing towards them.
He looked in its direction and quickly saw an ancient figure with white hair and beard, his steps faltering, approaching them.
His frame was somewhat bent, his gait not so steady, his face lined with wrinkles, but his eyes were as sharp as a dagger.
Furthermore, he exuded an exceptionally powerful presence, one that was not lesser than that of Old Master Fang or Old Master Zhang; in fact, to Tangyu, it seemed even mightier.
That such an aged person could possess such powerful charisma was indeed surprising.
In his youth, he must have been a formidable figure who dominated his peers.
“Grandfather,” Feng Chen called out respectfully upon seeing the newcomer.
In the presence of the elder, Feng Chen behaved as obediently as a child.
The elder in question was none other than the Feng Family’s unquestioned patriarch, his dignified presence undiminished with age.
“Tangyu,” said Feng Tian with eyes as sharp as a blade, yet revealing a touch of warmth.
“Feng Family Old Master,” Tangyu called out in return, showing due respect to such an elder.
“Very good, excellent.
Heroes emerge from the youth, a rare talent indeed.
You’re nothing like the no-account members of my family.
Tangyu, if you cure my son, my Feng Family will owe you a great favor.
I, this old man, don’t like owing anything to anyone, but I don’t know how to repay your kindness, so I’ll owe you for now.
If you need anything later on, my whole Feng Family will spare no effort to help.
If I had a granddaughter, I would surely marry her off to you,” the Feng Family patriarch said.
Feng Chen immediately nodded, “I understand, Grandfather.”
“Uh…” Tangyu was almost choked up.
What was happening today?
Old Master Fang wanted to marry his granddaughter to him, Old Master Zhang also wanted to marry his granddaughter to him, and now Old Master Feng too.
Ah, what could he do?
It was truly vexing—being so handsome, outstanding, dignified, insightful, and charming, how could he not stir such sentiments?
“You’re too polite, Old Master Feng.
They say, ‘bestow kindness without expecting rewards,’ and although I can’t claim to be that noble, I did take on this case without expecting anything from the Feng Family.
If I had ulterior motives, I wouldn’t have treated Young Master Feng’s illness,” Tangyu said.
“I know that,” replied the Feng Family patriarch, “and it’s precisely because you expect nothing in return that I’m saying I can’t think of anything to repay you with.
But it’s a great favor, and my Feng Family will certainly remember it forever, lest we become ungrateful wretches, wouldn’t we?”
“Alright then, just keep it in mind.
Old Master Feng, I won’t disturb you any longer, I’ll take my leave now,” Tangyu said.
“Chen-er, see Tangyu out,” the Feng Family patriarch instructed.