Chapter 296

Chapter 296 - The Acupuncture Technique Was Perfected

“Xuanyuan Needle Technique!” Zhang Xiaolong seemed struck by a sudden realization, as if he had latched onto something significant.

Observing his pensive demeanor, Wang Zhengyi elaborated, “Legend has it that the Xuanyuan Needle Technique was invented by Emperor Huang Xuanyuan. Whether that's true is impossible to confirm. Over time, the technique was lost and fragments scattered far and wide, adopted and adapted by various individuals. This led to the emergence of numerous factions, and inevitably, due to the limited talents and incomplete transmissions, many errors crept in. It was only later that the Needle Saint King meticulously compiled the remnants from a multitude of ancient texts. Today, what has been passed down to me is less than a third of the original.”

“Xuanyuan Needle Technique... Emperor Huang Xuanyuan...” Zhang Xiaolong murmured, his focus deepening as he connected with the image before him. The Divine Dragon depicted seemed poised to leap off the page.

Meanwhile, Zhang Xiaolong's eyes reflected a myriad of transformations, as if the Divine Dragon had sprung to life, no longer confined to the illustration but soaring freely.

Moreover, the aura and flight path of the Divine Dragon felt eerily familiar to Zhang Xiaolong, reminiscent of something he had encountered long ago.

“Dragon Controlling True Spell?”

A moment of clarity struck Zhang Xiaolong. The Divine Dragon's movements mirrored the Swimming Dragon Step from the Dragon Controlling True Spell.

With this realization, Zhang Xiaolong gazed into the void, becoming increasingly absorbed. His body began to move instinctively.

Initially, his movements were deliberate and slow, but gradually they gained momentum. His limbs cast trailing shadows, and a gusty wind filled the room. Yet, the surrounding environment remained undisturbed, as if all the energy was contained within an aura around Zhang Xiaolong.

Wang Cheng watched, utterly astonished. He could hardly believe that the Divine Dragon Illustration, a family heirloom, could transform someone into a martial arts expert in an instant. Was it possible that it contained a secret technique imperceptible to the untrained eye? It all seemed straight out of a martial arts fantasy.

Wang Zhengyi, well into his sixties with a son in his forties, was now proposing to recognize him as a junior brother. It sounded rather odd, didn't it?

“If you'd rather not, that's fine too. The accomplished lead the way. Your medical skills were once lacking, and I grudgingly took you under my wing, but having seen you complete the Xuanyuan Needle Technique with your own hands, to continue insisting on being your teacher would be a disservice to our ancestors and the Xuanyuan Needle Technique itself,” Wang Zhengyi explained with gravity.

“Then... I'll defer to your wisdom,” Zhang Xiaolong conceded. To argue further might lead the other party to believe he wanted nothing to do with the Wang family.

Pleased, Wang Zhengyi nodded and instructed Wang Cheng, “Take Xiaolong to the ancestral shrine to pay his respects. From today, he is your Martial Uncle. You've had a change of heart, so make sure to heed your Martial Uncle's advice. Following him in the practice of medicine will surely be to your great benefit.”

“I understand, Father,” Wang Cheng replied, then turned to the man twenty years his junior, “Martial Uncle, please, this way.”

“Let's not bother with that,” interjected Zhang Xiaolong. “I'd be more comfortable if you just called me Mr. Zhang.”

Catching his father's disapproving frown, Wang Cheng quickly demurred, “I wouldn't dare. We must honor the traditions of our ancestors, and besides, with your considerable skills, it's only right for me to address you as Martial Uncle.”

Realizing the deep-seated respect for tradition in the Wang family, Zhang Xiaolong decided not to press the issue and went along with them.

After a brief ceremony, he resumed his discussion with Wang Zhengyi about the Ebola Virus.

I no longer have to worry about my body being compromised. Using the Xuanyuan Needle Technique in conjunction with divine power should yield significantly better results. Yet, there's no way to completely eradicate the virus. Plus, some people's bodies have been too severely affected; they likely won't be able to handle the surge of Yang energy from the needle technique. Senior Brother, have you come up with any remedies that can kill the Ebola Virus?” Zhang Xiaolong inquired.

“To be honest, ever since I contracted the virus, I've been testing various formulas, but the regular ones just don't seem to work,” Wang Zhengyi said, gazing outwards. “Our Wang family's ancestors settled in Eternal Light Village because it's adjacent to Shennong Mountain, which is rich in medicinal herbs. Legend has it that deep within the mountain lies a miraculous herb capable of curing any illness. If the legend holds true, it might be worth a try. Otherwise, given my current capabilities, I'm at a loss for any other medicinal solution. We may have to pin our hopes on combining acupuncture with some form of Western medication.”Thê source of this conte/nt n/o/v/(el)bi((n))