Urban Supernatural Medical Saint

Fang Yu gazed at the Mandala.

The petals were crystal clear, radiating a silver glow.

A ray of sunlight shined through, landing on the petals, making them sparkle brilliantly.

Swoosh.

Dragon Roar Sword.

Swoosh.

Heavenly Gang Gold Needle.

The two forms continuously shifted in Fang Yu's hands.

No matter how Fang Yu observed, he couldn't discern anything new about the Mandala.

He had seen this scene countless times.

Fang Yu, with a puzzled expression, stared intently at the Mandala petals...

After a long while.

Fang Yu reached out to touch the Golden Needle...

"If the Dragon Roar Sword is meant for killing... then what is this Mandala for? Using such a large needle to stab people?"

It seemed he had touched upon a crucial point.

Fang Yu had an enlightening look, immediately jumped out of bed.

Seizing the Heavenly Gang Gold Needle, he ran towards the back garden.

Upon entering the garden.

He saw Shangguan Linghui, Xu Sisi, and Ye Wenjun discussing swordsmanship.

Ye Wenjun's cultivation was far superior to the other two, so most of the time, it was Ye Wenjun instructing them.

Ye Wenjun generously passed on Heavenly Rank Battle Techniques like Sky-saving Sword to them.

Xu Sisi and Shangguan Linghui were extremely intelligent and kept practicing repeatedly.

Seeing Fang Yu holding the Golden Needle, sneaking through the garden like a thief.

Xu Sisi paused and asked, "Mr. Fang, why are you in such a hurry?"

"Who knows, Mr. Fang likes to explore special things when he is free... This time he probably found something fun again. Look at what he's carrying..." Shangguan Linghui said with a laugh.

"Yes, indeed. Mr. Fang's actions are truly unconventional."

Ye Wenjun approached them and glanced at Fang Yu, saying, "Probably his madness acting up again."

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Achoo!

Fang Yu sneezed, exclaiming, "Which beauty is thinking about this handsome guy again?"

Entering the back garden.

Fang Yu looked around.

The Heavenly Gang Gold Needle flew out of his hand.

Thud!

The needle easily penetrated the tree.

Fang Yu walked up for a closer look...

"My master said, when my cultivation reaches the level that can make the Mandala bloom, then I can find my mother... How can I make the Mandala bloom? The Heavenly Gang Gold Needle is not only for killing, but also for saving people."

"I stabbed this tree with the needle, and the tree can't withstand the torment; it's probably going to die."

Fang Yu sighed; the experiment had failed.

"Retrieve!"

The Golden Needle flew back into Fang Yu's palm.

As Fang Yu pondered.

A member of the Fang Family quickly ran over, bowed and said, "Mr. Fang, someone outside asks to see you, claiming to be an old friend..."

"Old friend? What old friends could I have." Fang Yu wondered, then asked, "What are they here for?"

"They said they came for medical treatment."

"Medical treatment?" It had been a long while since Fang Yu had treated anyone.

Smack!

He suddenly slapped his forehead.

Fang Yu reproached himself, "How could I almost forget, the Divine Dragon Technique originated with medical practice, its essence is about treating ailments. The Heavenly Gang Gold Needle should be closer to the true nature of the Mandala than the Dragon Roar Sword."

A thought crossed his mind.

Fang Yu revealed a delighted expression and said, "Have them wait for me in the hall."

"Yes!"

After figuring out the situation, Fang Yu's mood greatly improved.

Since escaping into the deep mountains years ago, Fang Yu had been diligently practicing medical skills.

The villagers at the foot of the mountain all knew of his medical expertise.

After arriving in Jiangzhou, he continued to treat patients at Hua Hospital.

Now that he had become a Saint Rank, became Emperor Yu, he had forgotten that the advancement of the Divine Dragon Technique relied on medical skills!

In the hall.

Standing on the left was Song Gusheng, a master-level doctor from the Bai Ze lineage.

The Fang Family disciples did not expect Song Gusheng to appear at this time.

Li Xuan, at the Tyrant Heavenly Rank, stood beside Song Gusheng.

The current Li Xuan could no longer afford to be arrogant. As soon as he entered the Fang Family Courtyard, he sensed an atmosphere filled with crises.

He knew that in this Fang Family Courtyard, there were only powerful figures, all definitely at the Supreme Heavenly Rank.

Lying on the ground was a young man.

Unconscious.

Sitting next to the young man was a middle-aged man in black.

"Doctor Song... Even you couldn't cure my son's illness, why did you ask me to come here? My son was bitten by the Iron Armor Monster, if he's not treated soon, he really won't make it. I beg you, please take action immediately!" the middle-aged man in black pleaded with a sorrowful face.

"Jiang Ren, why won't you listen to reason? This injury is beyond my capabilities. You've been staying in the countryside for too long and aren't aware of how the world has changed... This Mr. Fang has superior medical skills compared to us. We once studied under the same master; you should be aware of my capabilities. Someone I hold in such high regard, can't you trust him a bit more?" Song Gusheng said.

"I believe... Of course I believe, but the injury is severe... I know you possess the Heavenly Flower Hand and the Ancient Ganoderma... Only these two things can save my son. Song Gusheng, I beg you! For the sake of our brotherhood, please bring out the Ancient Ganoderma! As long as you save my son, I'll dedicate my life to serving you!" the middle-aged man continually pleaded.

Hearing this,

Song Gusheng repeatedly shook his head and said:

"You! I'm tired of talking to you. If it weren't for the fact that you're my junior brother, I would have driven you away already! The Ancient Ganoderma, I used it all up ten years ago. Also, the Heavenly Flower Hand, don't you know this technique requires the expense of Essence? How dare you suggest that I shorten my life to save your son?"

"I..."

The middle-aged man also realized he was being excessive, sighed deeply, and said resentfully, "It's all my fault! I shouldn't have let my son risk getting close to that Secret Realm whirlpool! It's all my fault!"

Just as he was berating himself—

Fang Yu slowly arrived in the hall.

His gaze swept across, saw Song Gusheng, and said, "Song Gusheng, it's you?"

Song Gusheng clasped his hands and said, "Mr. Fang..."

Seeing Song Gusheng being so respectful towards Fang Yu, Jiang Ren, the middle-aged man, was also startled.

Song Gusheng quickly introduced, "Mr. Fang, this is my fellow disciple, Jiang Ren. His medical skills are slightly superior to mine, but he has been living in the countryside for a long time, rarely relying on his medical skills. Lying on the ground is his son, who was accidentally bitten by the Iron Armor Monster in the Secret Realm, and is now unconscious. I've checked, the wound is highly toxic, and with my medical skills, I am powerless to help."

Hearing this.

Fang Yu nodded, glanced at the young man lying on the ground, looked at Jiang Ren, and said, "Leave it to me."

Jiang Ren looked uncertainly at Fang Yu and said with some worry, "You, you, you are a doctor?"

"Yes, what is it?" Fang Yu smiled.

"You are the Saint Rank doctor mentioned by Song Gusheng?" Jiang Ren asked again.

"That's me."

Song Gusheng hurriedly said, "Jiang Ren, what are you doing? How can you be so rude to Mr. Fang, apologize quickly!"

Jiang Ren said, "Song Gusheng, have you been deceived? Forgot the basic medical knowledge? He has no Inner Essence fluctuations! How can a doctor without Inner Essence save anyone?"

As soon as he finished speaking,

Song Gusheng's gaze also fell on Fang Yu.

Frowning, he said, "Mr. Fang, your Inner Essence... How come it's gone?"

Fang Yu sighed and said, "Yes, some time ago, I fought with a powerful figure, and I nearly perished along with my enemy using my Dan Tian Essence!"

Hearing this,

Jiang Ren shouted, "Song Gusheng, you've wronged my son! You've wronged my son!!" Saying this, he picked up his son and ran outside.

Saving lives is a race against time.

Having been here for a while, how could he not be anxious?