Museum Of Deadly Beasts Chapter 527 - Treatment

Chapter 527: Treatment

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

In today’s world of blood contract and pet beast cultivation, a pet beast’s strength determined the cultivator’s limit. If Yang Ming wanted to take revenge on the Demonic Appraisal a.s.sociation, he could forget it if he didn’t have a strong enough pet beast.

This was the only hurdle that was holding him back.

Even if Yang Ming was a Rank 4 appraiser, there was little he could do to fix the situation. The demonic appraisers were too ruthless when they severed the link between him and his pet beast using sorcery. Such a move caused near-irreparable damage to his cultivation and physique.

Yang Ming didn’t have any solutions of his own, at least for now.

He could figure it out on his own in the future, but his number one priority now would be to patch up his physical body. Yang Ming couldn’t even move around on his own right now, and if he didn’t fix this issue, talk of everything else would just be a waste of time.

Yang Ming had made it clear that he would endure every hards.h.i.+p and accept the outcome, regardless if it was good or bad. Now that it has come to this, there was nothing more for Lin Jin to say.

He would treat Yang Ming’s injuries.

Of course, Yang Ming’s injuries were considered severe, even to Lin Jin. It was impossible to patch him up quickly. Lin Jin might need several hours for the operation, perhaps even a day.

“Let’s go with whatever you think is best for me.” Yang Ming had no opinions. Forget one day, he wouldn’t mind it took months.

So long as his body could get back to normal.

Lin Jin began at once. With his cultivation level, there was no need for any preparations. He sent out a few needles that pierced into Yang Ming’s body.

“So this is the internal needle technique.” Shu Xiaolou watched curiously. Shang’er watched too. Both of them were learning the pulse-seeking technique from Lin Jin. Shang’er was somewhat proficient at the skill now. As Shu Xiaolou had only just started learning, she was probably behind Shang’er in terms of mastery. Even so, when it came to room for improvement, Shu Xiaolou had greater potential compared to Shang’er.

After all, Shu Xiaolou was a Rank 5 beast appraiser who possessed the expertise of a Rank 6. What’s more, having lived for five hundred years, she had acc.u.mulated a great deal of experience, so it wouldn’t take long before she surpa.s.ses Shang’er.

She might even surpa.s.s Lin Jin in the future.

For now, she indulged in watching Lin Jin perform the internal needle technique.

Shang’er observed closely as well since opportunities like this rarely came by.

Lin Jin closed his eyes to move the needles with his mana. After gaining a complete understanding of Yang Ming’s condition, he came up with a treatment method.

First, he would mend Yang Ming’s meridians with the pulse-seeking technique and then use the blood ghost’s powers to patch up the imperfections.

This process was a.n.a.logous to mending a s.h.i.+rt. Mending was only needed where the s.h.i.+rt was torn. If there’s a hole in the fabric, one would require a new piece of cloth to patch up the hole.

The blood ghost’s blood would be used for patching up the “hole”. Fortunately, Lin Jin’s Rank 5 blood ghost was powerful enough to reproduce blood on its own so sharing some of its blood wouldn’t be problematic.

Lin Jin first mended a few of the main meridians in Yang Ming’s body. The entire process went on for about four hours. Yang Ming had to endure excruciating pain throughout the entire process. Although his forehead glistened with sweat, he never even grunted out of pain.

This alone indicated that he was tougher than most people.

After mending the vital meridians, it was time to fix his organs. Some parts needed to be picked apart and sewn back up again. It went without saying that this involved a lot of pain as well.

Lin Jin performed a seal on Yang Ming. The latter felt his throat itch and lowered his head to vomit.

What he threw up was a puddle of dark blood.

“It’s good that everything’s out now.” Lin Jin knew this was normal.

Lin Jin wiped away the sweat on his forehead. That acupuncture work earlier had exhausted quite a bit of his mana. Although he remained still as a statue, every needle required meticulous control, as even the slightest error could cause irreparable damage to Yang Ming’s body.

Lin Jin pulled out a pill furnace, which he instructed Shang’er to suspend in the air. He proceeded to add herbs, spirit water from the reservoir scale, and his own Dragonfire into the furnace.

This wasn’t pelletization but an emergency brewing of medicine. Perhaps no one else but Lin Jin was capable of pulling off such a stunt in this world.

Even Shu Xiaolou clicked her tongue when she realized what he was doing. She thought it was a miracle technique that she would exchange with Lin Jin after this operation.

For now, she remained silent, as she was aware that Lin Jin could not be disturbed at such a crucial moment. She continued observing his work intently, to pick up his techniques and maybe even a little bit of theory.

The might of a dragon’s fire was so incredible that it didn’t take long for Lin Jin’s medicine to be ready. Then, using the water reservoir scale, Lin Jin guided the medicine with his finger into Yang Ming’s mouth. Part of the medicine was imbued onto his needles, which subsequently seeped into Yang Ming’s skin.

This was how the medicine’s effect could be maximized.

Time continued ticking away.

Several hours had pa.s.sed since the start of Yang Ming’s treatment. It was starting to get dark outside.

In the middle of the operation, Lin Jin had visitors but they were all stopped at the door by Lin Jin’s students. They informed the visitors that Lin Jin was treating Appraiser Yang Ming. All of them were shocked when they heard that.

Everyone knew about Yang Ming’s condition and most thought of him as a cripple. In most cases, someone like him would never recover his strength for the rest of his life.

Hence, after the news of his operation spread, many people hurried over to Lin Jin’s place.

Quite a few Rank 3 appraisers came, some being Yang Ming’s students. Later on, even the Rank 4 appraisers would come, including Zhong Zifeng himself.

It was Zhong Zifeng who urged Yang Ming to visit Peach Blossom House so he thought Senior Shu would be the one treating Yang Ming. That didn’t seem to be the case after he asked around.

“It’s Appraiser Lin Jin?” Dumbstruck, Zhong Zifeng then came to a realization and figured out what had been puzzling him all this while.

He had always been befuddled by why Senior Shu held Appraiser Lin in such high regard. She had never left his side ever since he started working here, and it seems they had grown to become good friends. Now, he understood why. Appraiser Lin was a highly skilled individual and he had areas that attracted Senior Shu.

He, on the other hand, was still inferior to Senior Shu whether in terms of skill or knowledge. It was thus unsurprising that she wasn’t interested in him. That being said, Appraiser Lin must have something special to offer for Senior Shu to be so intrigued.

“To think Curator’s disciple is this capable. If that’s the case, just how incredible is Curator?” Zhong Zifeng mumbled to himself as he waited outside Peach Blossom House.

He had heard quite a bit about Curator lately, especially after Senior Shu asked about him. Since that day, Zhong Zifeng started gathering more and more information on this mysterious character.

At first, he thought Curator was on par with Senior Shu, but now, it seemed like his previous evaluation of the man was too low. For Curator’s disciple to be this capable, Zhong Zifeng couldn’t even imagine just how powerful Curator himself was.

‘It’d be great if I can meet such an outstanding individual even once,’ Zhong Zifeng thought.

Compared to this, he was much more concerned about the situation inside Peach Blossom House.

It had been almost ten hours since Yang Ming went in. At present, they knew that Appraiser Lin was in charge of treating Yang Ming but didn’t know how effective the treatment was.

Zhong Zifeng naturally wished for Yang Ming to recover. After all, he was the academy’s lecturer and an official Rank 4 beast appraiser.. It would be a pity if he was to be rendered useless due to an unexpected attack.