Chapter 11

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Upon hearing this, Xu Pingqiu was completely stunned, unable to regain his senses for quite a while.

At first, he thought that Zhang Youwei wanted to show him some high-quality antiques.

Later, he thought that Zhang Youwei had entered a cult.

Yet later, he thought that he had obtained a folk prescription from a cult to stabilize the “three highs.”

Now, it was actually a cure for cancer.

At this moment, there was only one thought left in Xu Pingqiu’s mind.

Was the brainwashing ability of this cult so strong? It could actually make people feel that their cancer had been cured. That’s so ridiculous!

At this point, Xu Pingqiu asked with a serious face, “Let’s not talk about immortal cultivation first. Let’s talk about your cancer. When you were diagnosed with cancer, what did the doctor say?

“The first time I was diagnosed, the doctor said that I might not live for more than half a year.”

When Xu Pingqiu heard this, his heart skipped a beat.

Half a year?!

Zhang Youwei was only in his forties. He said that he was going to die?

Xu Pingqiu’s emotions were very complicated. He could not help but ask, “You just said that it was the first time you were diagnosed? Then, did you make any progress?”

From his point of view, this matter was becoming clearer. Zhang Youwei must have been disheartened when he found out about the cancer. He was so desperate for survival that he went and joined a cult.

Later, Zhang Youwei’s illness was cured by the hospital, but Zhang Youwei was brainwashed by the cult, and that was why he gave credit to the cult.

That must be it! Xu Pingqiu had already analyzed the situation in his mind, but the next moment, he was dumbfounded.

“Later on, I went for a check-up, and the doctor said that I only have a month to live.”

How the f*ck can you say that the cancer was cured?! Why are you so pleased with yourself?

That’s right. Zhang Youwei was looking really proud now.

Xu Pingqiu even suspected that Zhang Youwei had gone insane because he was too traumatized.

The doctor had said that he could only live for a month. How could a cult cure him?

That’s right. He must have gone crazy.

“Do you think I’m dead for sure?” Zhang Youwei continued to ask with a proud look.

Xu Pingqiu’s heart thumped again. He hurriedly waved his hand and said, “No, no, no. I feel that with the current medical standards being so advanced, we can definitely think of a way.”

“How is that possible? Dr. Zhou is the best doctor in town. If he had said that, it could be said that I’m dead for sure!”

Xu Pingqiu looked at his old friend of many years who had become like this and felt a little upset.

He stood up and patted Zhang Youwei’s shoulder, “Don’t be discouraged. I know an American medical expert who specializes in cancer. Maybe he can help you. Listen to me. Let’s go to the United States. Maybe we can cure it…”

“What are you talking about?” Zhang Youwei looked at Xu Pingqiu with a puzzled look and continued, “Didn’t I say that I have already cured it?”

Xu Pingqiu was speechless. He was baffled by Zhang Youwei’s mental state right now.

Little did he know that Zhang Youwei had emphasized what the doctor said just to let Xu Pingqiu understand how magical [The Basics of Spiritual Energy Circulation] was.

“Anyway, you’ll understand after you watch me do it once.”

After saying that, he pushed Xu Pingqiu back to his seat and then placed [The Basics of Spiritual] on the desk.

Xu Pingqiu couldn’t remember how many times Zhang Youwei had pushed him back to his seat tonight, but now, he could only go along with it.

He wanted to figure out the nature of this cult that had deceived his good brother so he could know what to do next.

Just when Xu Pingqiu wanted to see what tricks Zhang Youwei could play, Zhang Youwei actually made a few strange movements in front of him and then sat down on the floor without moving.

As time passed, bit by bit, the doubt in Xu Pingqiu’s eyes became more and more intense.

Was this the cultivation method used by the cult to deceive him? This was too perfunctory!

Xu Pingqiu couldn’t help but say, “Old Zhang, I think…”

Before he could finish his words, he heard Zhang Youwei suddenly say in a calm tone, “Old Xu, don’t disturb me. I’m concentrating on gathering spiritual energy. I can feel it. The spiritual energy in my dantian is gathering bit by bit!”

Hearing these words, Xu Pingqiu could not take it anymore. Zhang Youwei was in too deep.

Thinking of this, Xu Pingqiu’s gaze shifted to the blue book on the table.

He opened the book and casually flipped through it. The entire book was filled with pictures. There was practically not a single word in it.

This comic book was enough to trick Zhang Youwei?

When he flipped to the last page, Xu Pingqiu’s expression became even more unsightly.

There it was on the last page, the only written line other than the title of the book, “Suitable for children aged four to eight.”

This was too f*cking ridiculous!

No, he had to call the police! Otherwise, Zhang Youwei would be completely killed by this cult.

Just as Xu Pingqiu was about to take out his phone to call the police, Zhang Youwei suddenly opened his eyes and slowly stood up.

At this moment, Xu Pingqiu was slightly stunned.

He felt that Zhang Youwei’s entire temperament seemed to have undergone a slight change.

Was this an illusion?

Just as Xu Pingqiu stood rooted to the ground and was slightly stunned by Zhang Youwei’s temperament, Zhang Youwei slowly walked over and pointed at the sturdy wooden desk, “Old Xu, this table must weigh about 50 pounds, am I right?”

Xu Pingqiu didn’t understand what he meant, but he still nodded. This kind of wooden desk was indeed very heavy and sturdy. Back then, it was Xu Pingqiu who recommended it to Zhang Youwei.

At this moment, Zhang Youwei slowly raised his palm and concentrated his energy in his dantian.

The next moment, his right palm suddenly slapped down.

Bang!

The entire study room fell into silence.

Xu Pingqiu stared at the desk with his mouth agape, completely unable to understand what this meant.

However, Zhang Youwei’s face carried a faint smile.

The next moment, Zhang Youwei slowly raised his palm. Xu Pingqiu’s pupils were slightly dilated.

On the desk, there was actually a palm print that was exactly the same as Zhang Youwei’s palm!

Even though the dent was not deep, this was a wooden desk! A human hand was actually able to make a dent in a wooden desk?

Xu Pingqiu suddenly shifted his gaze to [The Basics of Spiritual Energy Circulation]’.

Could this book be real?

Zhang Youwei hid his aching right hand behind his back and rubbed it, but his face had the appearance of an unworldly expert. He looked at Xu Pingqiu and smiled, “How is it? Do you want to learn?”

Xu Pingqiu couldn’t help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, and a trace of fanaticism appeared in his eyes.

Which Easterner would not have dreamed of cultivating immortality before?!

Meanwhile, downstairs, the panicked nanny had dialed Zhang Youwei’s wife’s number, “Hello Madam, I think Master may have cancer!”