Little Sorcerer, Divine Doctor

Even during Yun Canghai's first treatment, Yun Sheng had discovered that the fighting spirit within Yun Canghai was sealed by a special technique.

This technique was very tricky, and even with the power of the Medical Soul Divine Needle at Yun Sheng's disposal at the time, it wasn't enough to remove the seal.

But now, with the aid of the Purple Ginseng Golden Pill and Emperor's Song, the effect was different.

The medicinal effect of the Purple Ginseng Golden Pill was continuously being released.

The medicinal power surged through Yun Canghai's meridians and Qi Meridians, as if a peerless master was incessantly striking from within against the sealed fighting spirit in Yun Canghai.

Because it had been sealed for too long, the fighting spirit emanating from his body had turned into a murky color, resembling black mud.

Under the influence of Yun Sheng's Divine Needle, the fighting spirit was guided to flow throughout the body.

Yun Canghai's sweat gradually turned red, just like blood.

Yun Sheng's face and forehead, too, were covered in sweat.

Just now, she had also taken a Purple Ginseng Golden Pill, and under the effect of the pill and the Emperor's Song, her power from the Marrow Jade Technique had been elevated to the fifth layer.

The Dark Needle ceaselessly traveled through Yun Canghai's body.

On the side, Huang Que'er watched anxiously, but she did not dare to stop; Yun Sheng had already instructed that she must continue to play the Emperor's Song throughout the entire healing process.

The sound of the lute sped up gradually, and the needles in Yun Sheng's hands moved faster and faster.

Yanling's Hand, one fold, two folds, three folds, reaching tenfold of the usual rate.

Huang Que'er couldn't make out the shadows of Yun Sheng's hands; she could only see a blur of needles.

"It's time," Yun Sheng furrowed her brows and immediately took out the Nine-leaf Purple Ginseng she had previously obtained from Luoxia Wetland.

The Nine-leaf Purple Ginseng, having undergone the Heavenly Tribulation, had already shed its original form.

What was known as the Divine Grass, the Purple Ginseng, now looked more like a freshly sprouted white radish, tender and pale.

It was suffused with the richest Spiritual Energy of heaven and earth.

Yun Sheng held the Purple Ginseng in her hand, enveloping it with the Fire Magic Element.

"Squeak squeak, clatter clatter," upon contact with the Fire Magic Element, the Nine-leaf Purple Ginseng, now sentient, let out a series of pitiable squeaks.

Yun Sheng turned a deaf ear, and within the flames, the Spirit Ginseng turned into an invisible Spiritual Liquid. Yun Sheng immediately covered Yun Canghai's severed right hand with the Spiritual Liquid.

As soon as the Spiritual Liquid touched the stump of Yun Canghai's hand, his complexion jolted.

A strange sensation emerged from the bottom of his heart.

He felt his long-lost right hand begin to grow back.

At the stump, a tingling sensation followed, and soon after, something that resembled a bud appeared.

With time, this bud progressively grew longer and larger, transforming from its initial appearance into the shape of a hand.

Muscles reconstructed, Qi Meridians grew one by one, and blood slowly filled them.

It felt as long as a century, yet in a flash of a moment.

Yun Canghai's right hand had finally returned.

Until his right hand was fully restored, Yun Canghai still incredulously stared at his own hand.

"Hand," Yun Canghai was so moved that he couldn't utter another word.

In his eyes, a glimmer of tears twinkled.

He had never thought that his hand would return to him one day.

"Uncle, your hand, it's back. Not just your hand, the fighting spirit within you has almost fully recovered," Yun Sheng said with a relieved smile.

She had already checked Yun Canghai's condition, and it was much more optimistic than he had imagined.

The fighting spirit within Yun Canghai had not dissipated over the years; on the contrary, with his own accumulation, he could still reach the status of a Marquis.

Yun Canghai couldn't help but move his hand, and with a punch, he hit the wall of the Medicine Hall.

Immediately, a punch mark several inches deep appeared on the wall.

"Haha, Sheng'er," Yun Canghai couldn't contain his excitement, as he picked up Yun Sheng and laughed out loud.

As he laughed, hot tears couldn't help but roll down from his eyes.

Eight years, a full eight years, he, Yun Canghai, actually had a day of recovery.

All of this, he owed to his niece, Yun Sheng.

Yun Sheng, now completely exhausted from the treatment, watched Yun Canghai, who hadn't laughed heartily in a long while, recover his cheerful laughter, and couldn't help but feel content.

"Uncle, the fighting spirit within you will return to its original state after some breathing adjustments. Looking at your current physical condition, you are no less formidable than the fierce general of those years," Yun Sheng thought happily, and secretly wondered if the Purple Ginseng Golden Pill would have the same effect if her father, Yun Canghai, took it.

"Sheng'er, your uncle is no longer the fearless General of Great Zhou that I once was. At least, I am unwilling to continue being one. I have thought it through and will soon formally resign my military position to Emperor Zhou. From now on, I will join the Yun Family Army brothers as a Hunter Soldier," said Yun Canghai solemnly.

"You plan to resign from your military position? I'm afraid that General Yun won't agree to this," Yun Sheng pondered. The Yun Residence has always been the nation's pillars of loyalty and valor, and she was surprised that Yun Canghai's first action upon recovery was to resign his official position.

"Sheng'er, don't try to persuade me, I have made up my mind. Have you always been curious about how exactly my hand was injured?" Yun Canghai's hand recovery not only allowed him to make up for the regrets that had been suppressed in his heart for many years but also led to a mental breakthrough.

In his younger days, he was brash and ambitious, eager to break through in the Martial Realm, hoping to become an even more formidable general than his father.

But that one battle shattered all his dreams.

Yun Canghai started recounting those past events that had happened to him to Yun Sheng.

Seven or eight years ago, Yun Canghai was appointed the youngest General of Great Zhou. He and Zhan Li were ordered to head for the Southern Border of Great Zhou to guard the turbulent frontier.

One day, while on a solo patrol outside the border city, he happened upon a young girl.

That girl was only seventeen or eighteen years old, exceptionally beautiful, and was being harassed by passing Hou Qin Soldiers.

Upon seeing this, Yun Canghai immediately took action to save her.

The girl was, of course, endlessly grateful, and after Yun Canghai delivered the girl back to her residence, the two secretly met numerous times afterward.

Yun Canghai was fond of music, and the girl was also skilled at playing the lute.

Unknowingly, both developed genuine feelings for each other.

Unable to restrain his emotions, Yun Canghai proposed to the girl.

Yet, upon hearing his proposal, the girl became agitated and uneasy. She outright refused Yun Canghai's proposal and, from that day on, the girl no longer agreed to meet with Yun Canghai.

Initially, Yun Canghai was unyielding, and every evening, he would play his flute outside the girl's door, a special mode of communication that had developed over many days between them.

Although the girl kept her doors closed, upon hearing Yun Canghai's flute, she could not resist responding with her lute-play.

The two continued like this for half a year.

Until one night when Yun Canghai, delayed by military duties by two hours, arrived at the girl's residence.

Only to find that the girl had already vanished without a trace.