For now, Lin Tian wasn’t even qualified to be placed on Jiang Yifeng’s enemies list. 【I didn’t expect Jiang Yifeng to return so quickly… It seems Xuan Yuan Chen’s sudden illness wasn’t a coincidence at all. This is clearly an opportunity this world has delivered to Jiang Yifeng…】 【With his abilities, if he manages to wake Xuan Yuan Chen, Xuan Yuan Qingya will probably believe the spirit marrow was useless and that the credit belongs to Jiang Yifeng.】 【The spirit marrow never had such fast results in the first place. When Jiang Yifeng used it, he consumed three whole portions and still had to stay in seclusion for over two months. Xuan Yuan Chen’s body is so frail—there’s no way he could recover this quickly…】 【Sigh… Xuan Yuan Qingya might really fall for it!】 While sighing over this, Lin Tian also felt fortunate that he had witnessed everything firsthand. Otherwise, the plot would have completely slipped beyond his grasp. At least now, by seeing it with his own eyes, he had learned something crucial—Jiang Yifeng had already begun using the alias “Qi Yun.” From this moment on, whether the name Jiang Yifeng or Qi Yun appeared, Lin Tian would be sure to stay as far away as possible… With that thought, his determination to seize an opportunity and leave the Xuan Yuan family’s castle grew even firmer. Inside this castle, seven heroines had gathered, along with Jiang Yifeng and even the Dragon Lord—danger was practically overflowing… If he stayed here any longer, Lin Tian truly feared that at any moment, these people might start fighting amongst themselves. And once immortals clashed, it was always the little ghost who suffered! Lin Tian instinctively analyzed the unfolding plot in his heart, separating the known from the unknown and making guesses at the connections between them. What he didn’t realize was that his inner voice, even through the wall, was being transmitted word for word into Xuan Yuan Qingya’s ears… The moment Xuan Yuan Qingya heard Lin Tian’s thoughts, her heart unexpectedly settled. She knew that Lin Tian was right there, watching over her. No matter what she did, she would likely receive some kind of hint. With that assurance, how could she possibly panic? Yet even as her heart steadied, a faint chill surfaced in the depths of her eyes. She hadn’t expected it—this man before her, whom she had doubted for a moment but then dismissed her suspicion of, this so-called “Qi Yun”… was truly Jiang Yifeng! Since that was the case, how could she possibly let him go? By her side, Qi Yun had already prepared to make his move. But just as Lin Tian’s thoughts had pointed out, with Jiang Yifeng’s Heavenly Physician Sacred Body still sealed at its first stage, he simply had no way to cure Xuan Yuan Chen’s illness. But to Jiang Yifeng—that wasn’t important at all! What Jiang Yifeng wanted was never to cure Xuan Yuan Chen once and for all—he only needed Xuan Yuan Chen to wake up! As long as he regained consciousness, Jiang Yifeng was confident he could stabilize his condition for a time. And within that window, as long as he managed to win over Xuan Yuan Qingya and unlock his Heavenly Physician Sacred Body, then Jiang Yifeng would be able to treat Xuan Yuan Chen again. By then, his medical skills would be sufficient to truly eradicate Xuan Yuan Chen’s illness. In Jiang Yifeng’s scheme, this current round of treatment was also a carefully planted seed. In the future, if Xuan Yuan Qingya dared refuse him, he would simply lay the truth bare! After his intervention, Xuan Yuan Chen’s body potential would have already been drained. If he wanted to keep living, he would need Jiang Yifeng to employ even higher-level medical techniques to heal him again. And the prerequisite for those higher techniques—was the unlocking of the Heavenly Physician Sacred Body… At that point, would Xuan Yuan Qingya really still dare to refuse him, when her fourth uncle’s life was hanging in the balance? In Jiang Yifeng’s eyes, this setup was flawless. After all, he wasn’t out to kill Xuan Yuan Chen. He was merely rearranging the order—forcing the “treatment” to come before the “unlocking” of his Sacred Body. And as for threatening Xuan Yuan Qingya… This woman had humiliated him in front of so many people. Wasn’t it only fair that he punish her in return? Moreover, in the future, they would all be one family, so why even speak of “threats”? In Jiang Yifeng’s mind, I only want to bring you into my harem for the sake of saving your fourth uncle; isn’t that reason enough? With that thought, Qi Yun took a few steps forward. Suddenly—Xuan Yuan Qingya turned slightly toward him, her expression calm, her gaze indifferent as she asked, “Mr. Qi Yun, may I ask what method you intend to use to treat my fourth uncle? Forgive me, but since his life is at stake, I must be certain. I hope you don’t take offense.” Qi Yun’s eyes narrowed slightly, his face darkening. Still, he did not lash out. After all, once his plan was set in motion, Xuan Yuan Qingya would inevitably end up under his control. By then, he would make this proud woman bow her head! “Mr. Xuan Yuan’s illness cannot be treated by ordinary means… I intend to use a secret technique passed down in my family. Broadly speaking, it should fall under acupuncture.” Jiang Yifeng spoke faintly. Xuan Yuan Qingya feigned curiosity, her large eyes blinking as she asked, “Mr. Qi Yun, could you explain in detail what kind of acupuncture technique you intend to use?” Qi Yun gave a slight nod, his chin tilting upward. “The first acupuncture method is called Withered Wood in Spring! The second is Dragon and Serpent Rising… Miss Xuan Yuan, to be frank, these are secret acupuncture techniques passed down in my family. If even these two methods cannot awaken Mr. Xuan Yuan, then I’m afraid there is nothing more I can do.” Qi Yun spoke with feigned candor. He wasn’t deliberately hiding anything—for Saintly Nineteen Hands was a supreme medical art that even the old Medical Saint had never managed to unravel. From ancient times until now, apart from its founder, perhaps only Jiang Yifeng had successfully cultivated this art… And even with his peerless Heavenly Sacred Body, he had only managed to master the first ten techniques. The difficulty was beyond imagination. Jiang Yifeng simply did not believe anyone else would recognize the true names of the Saintly Nineteen Hands! Thus, he spoke them openly and without fear… But at his side, Xuan Yuan Qingya’s heart chilled the instant she heard them! Lin Tian’s inner voice had been completely correct—Jiang Yifeng truly intended to use the seventh and eighth techniques, forcibly “treating” her fourth uncle by overdrawing his life potential! From a certain perspective, what kind of treatment was this? This was clearly harming him! In Xuan Yuan Qingya’s eyes, an icy frost instantly spread. Her tone grew frigid as she spoke, the coldness slipping out unconsciously. “Mr. Qi Yun, if I’m not mistaken, those are the seventh and eighth techniques of the Saintly Nineteen Hands, are they not?” The moment the words left her lips, Qi Yun froze on the spot, horror and disbelief flashing across his eyes! He had never imagined that Xuan Yuan Qingya would actually recognize the Saintly Nineteen Hands! Wasn’t this the supreme medical art that even his own master had never passed on, one that he himself hadn’t yet fully mastered? As Qi Yun stood there in a daze, Xuan Yuan Qingya’s cold voice sounded again. “And as far as I know, the seventh and eighth techniques of the Saintly Nineteen Hands—even if they can awaken my fourth uncle—they do so at the cost of exhausting his life potential, don’t they?” “Mr. Qi Yun, how do you intend to explain this?” Her voice grew colder and colder, until each word was like a sharp blade, cutting ruthlessly into Jiang Yifeng’s heart! In that instant of shock, Jiang Yifeng once again seemed to see that invisible giant hand… Every time he schemed, every time he thought he was in control, that merciless hand would descend and smash his plans apart! Yet even now, facing a perilous situation where his identity might very well be exposed, Jiang Yifeng did not completely lose his composure. He appeared arrogant, sliding both hands casually into his pockets—but in truth, his fingers were already discreetly pressing on his phone. Even when he came to the Xuan Yuan family castle with someone of Dragon Lord’s level, how could Jiang Yifeng’s nature allow him not to prepare several layers of contingencies? Now, it was finally time for those hidden contingencies to be put into play! Disguised as Qi Yun, Jiang Yifeng kept his hands in his pockets, his expression calm and detached as he spoke. “Miss Xuan Yuan, you are truly well-informed. I didn’t expect you to even know of the Saintly Nineteen Hands… Heh, though I don’t know how you came across such knowledge, do you truly understand the deeper connection between the seventh and eighth techniques?” He raised his hand and pointed at Xuan Yuan Chen, who lay on the sickbed, before speaking in a cold voice. “Xuan Yuan-sir’s current condition—my family’s medical texts record it under the ancient name: Heartfire Reversal, Ten Meridians Poisoned. Apart from using the seventh and eighth hands of the Saintly Nineteen Hands—Withered Wood in Spring and Dragon and Serpent Rising—to reverse the heartfire and purge the hidden flame-poison within the meridians, there is virtually no other way to save him!” “You ask me for an explanation? Hmph! I should be the one asking you—Miss Xuan Yuan, are you questioning my skills as a healer, Qi Yun?” Jiang Yifeng deliberately played the role of the unruly genius, throwing out a string of obscure, incomprehensible terms—things outsiders could never possibly understand, yet that sounded just convincing enough. And at the end, he deliberately emphasized his own name as Qi Yun. This whole sequence of posturing and wordplay—every move was a careful little scheme! For a brief moment, even Xuan Yuan Qingya found herself hesitating under his bluff. ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ 𝕟𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕝⟡𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕥⟡𝕟𝕖𝕥 And just as Xuan Yuan Qingya was at a loss for what to do, a voice laced with disdain and mockery suddenly rang in her ear! 【Heh! What utter nonsense… In the old medical manual Jiang Yifeng’s master passed down to him, wasn’t it written as Heartfire Reversal, Three Meridians Poisoned? And the poison hidden within wasn’t fire poison at all—it was iron poison…】 【This brat is definitely Jiang Yifeng, no doubt about it… Truly worthy of being the so-called Child of Destiny. To lie so flawlessly, without so much as a flicker in his heartbeat—hah, I almost have to admire him!】 Lin Tian’s playful, mocking tone instantly set Xuan Yuan Qingya at ease. Meanwhile, Jiang Yifeng was secretly watching her expression. The moment he noticed her calming down, a chill crept into his heart. Damn it! Could it be… could this woman actually know even the precise contents of that medical manual?