CHAPTER 114: CHAPTER 113 EXCITED WU JIULING! SEALING THE HEAVENS!

"Celestial Doctor, it really is the Celestial Doctor Inheritance!"

Wu Jiuling murmured in his heart, his entire body trembling with excitement.

He was severely injured, so much so that even the vast Celestial Pill Pavilion was helpless, and medications were useless.

But if there was anyone in the world who could save him, it would surely be that legendary figure!

Celestial Doctor Emperor!

He is the oldest known Great Emperor in the world.

Why does the current Celestial Pill Pavilion claim the name ’Celestial Pill’?

It is rumored that the first Pavilion Master of the Celestial Pill Pavilion was fortunate enough to obtain part of the Celestial Doctor Inheritance, thereby founding the Alchemy Dao.

Since then, medicinal arts declined, and alchemical arts flourished.

In other words, the origin of ’Pill’ is merely a branch that evolved from ’Medicine’.

"Just a branch achieved the Alchemy Dao, how powerful must the medical arts of the Celestial Doctor be?"

Wu Jiuling looked at Su Changqing, his eyes filled with fervent light.

Su Changqing’s Celestial Doctor Inheritance should be incomplete, as there have always been rumors that part of the Celestial Doctor Inheritance is within the Celestial Pill Pavilion.

However, it is clear that the Celestial Doctor Inheritance Su Changqing obtained is different from that of the Celestial Pill Pavilion.

One is the complete ’art’ of the physician, and the other is the ’method’ of pharmacology.

Art for saving lives, method for healing.

The origin of the Alchemy Dao was early Celestial Doctors brewing decoctions, using ’pharmacology’ and spiritual materials combined, thus deriving ’Pills’.

The special combinations of those spiritual materials later came to be known as ’Pill Formulas’, but with the passage of time, they have deviated from ’Medicine’.

Yet even so, Alchemy Dao remains the best means of treating injuries and illnesses today.

But if it were pure ’Celestial Doctor’? How powerful would the means of ’healing’ be?

In the Celestial Pill Pavilion, or say in this era, there are no longer pure physicians, but now one appears.

That is Su Changqing, who has mastered the ’art’ of medicine!

...

"Fu Bo, how do you feel?"

Su Changqing, unaware of the thoughts of the two, spoke out nervously looking at Fu Bo.

Due to an accident happening the first time, he was not confident in completely healing Fu Bo.

"Good, very good!"

Fu Bo said excitedly.

At this moment, his Spiritual Power flowed smoothly, and his aching internal organs were restored to normal.

The injury that originally required more than a year to heal was now completely recovered in mere moments!

Fu Bo looked at Su Changqing, unable to conceal the astonishment in his eyes.

He was a Great Saint!

Injured so severely that even Saint Pills could not heal him, only slowly nursed back to health.

But now, he was casually cured by Su Changqing, who was only at the Divine Body Realm!

This medical art... is terrifying!

"Haha, I knew there was no problem with this medical book."

Su Changqing heard these words and laughed with relief.

This successful treatment reignited his desire to continue cultivating the Celestial Doctor’s miraculous scroll.

"Chang Qing..."

At this point, Wu Jiuling, who had remained silent, spoke with trembling lips:

"Can you help master take a look, is there still hope for my injury?"

Wu Jiuling was so tense that his entire body was numb, this was his last hope for survival.

If even Su Changqing, who had cultivated the Celestial Doctor Inheritance, could not help, then he...

"Yes, yes, Chang Qing, quickly help your teacher take a look, his injury is far more severe than mine."

Fu Bo also hurriedly spoke upon hearing this.

His injuries were actually insignificant, just wasting some time on recuperation.

But Wu Jiuling was different, his injuries required large amounts of medicinal wine daily to suppress.

If there was a moment of relaxation, the Great Emperor’s Dao rhythm would instantly tear his body apart.

His body continuously torn and reorganized over the years, even the strongest physique is at its end.

If effective treatment is not received, Wu Jiuling... won’t live long.

"Is the teacher also injured?"

Su Changqing was stunned, then smiled lightly: "That shouldn’t be a problem."

"The teacher has cultivation, usual injuries recover by themselves."

"Let me see about preparing some decoction..."

Speaking as he walked up to Wu Jiuling and extended his hand to take his pulse.

But with a simple pulse check, Su Changqing’s expression changed abruptly.

His expression became extremely solemn, and a trace of fear flashed in his eyes.

In his investigation at that moment, the vast world within Wu Jiuling was clearly visible.

That was a vast world teetering on the brink of collapse, as if it could crumble at any moment!

Countless cracks were spread across the firmament, and a massive fissure, as if it would cleave the entire sky, emitted an incredibly terrifying aura.

Under the shroud of that strange aura, even just a simple glance made Su Changqing feel a tremor in his soul.

And the earth... No, there was hardly any ground left, but rather vast, boundless abysses.

If it weren’t for a continuous flow of power of physical essence struggling to support it, this world would have collapsed long ago.

"Teacher, you..."

After a simple examination, Su Changqing looked at Wu Jiuling and uttered in disbelief:

"To have suffered such injuries, yet still... survive?"

His five viscera were shattered, his meridians completely destroyed, and his inner world was also teetering, with that terrifying aura rampaging continuously...

Such injuries would have claimed anyone’s life.

But Wu Jiuling... still clung to his last breath!

"Chang Qing, is there... still hope?"

Wu Jiuling stared intently at Su Changqing, asking with a trembling voice.

The steward, Uncle Fu, also watched anxiously.

If Wu Jiuling could be saved, it would be an immense blessing for Su Changqing and the Su family!

A peak of Quasi-Emperor who could withstand an Emperor’s Weapon without dying!

Such a terrifying existence was enough to elevate the Su family to a higher sphere.

"These injuries..."

Su Changqing hesitated for a moment, then shook his head and said, "My medical skills are not enough as they are now."

Wu Jiuling’s face turned pale.

But before he could speak, Su Changqing continued, "The depletion of the power of physical essence within Teacher is too severe."

"Even if I could invoke the origin to heal the injuries, that scant origin is far from enough to mend that broken world."

"Secondly, the aura remaining in that world... is too terrifying; touching it would mean certain death."

As he spoke, he looked gravely at Wu Jiuling and said:

"Teacher, you must do nothing now, and search as much as possible for any rare treasures that can restore your physical essence."

"I will quickly learn the second needle of the Nine Mystical Needles, ’Devouring Spirit’, to absorb the elemental force of heaven and earth to mend myself!"

"Then, during the treatment, Teacher will have to help me eradicate that ’aura’; without removing that aura, it would be treating the symptoms but not the root cause..."

Su Changqing’s mind was racing as he listed out treatment plans one by one.

At this time, Wu Jiuling asked in a daze, "Chang Qing... do you mean... there’s hope for me?"

"Of course."

Su Changqing smiled slightly, "A Celestial Doctor can heal even the heavens, so healing a living being should be no problem."

"Though it’s very difficult, there’s always a way."

As he spoke, he took out the silver needles he had just put away, looked seriously at Wu Jiuling, and said:

"Teacher’s injuries are too severe; the use of physical essence is too superficial, resulting in too much waste."

"I’ll stabilize your injuries first, and after I learn ’Devouring Spirit’ in the next few days, I’ll gradually heal them."

Hearing this, Wu Jiuling quickly nodded, sitting cross-legged on the ground somewhat helplessly, and asked, "Is there anything I need to do?"

"No, just relax and leave it to me."

Su Changqing took a deep breath, and one by one, the silver needles swiftly inserted into various parts of Wu Jiuling’s body.

Sizzle!

With a pinch of his fingers forming seals, silvery light flashed, and those silver needles surged straight into Wu Jiuling’s body.

"Turn!"

Su Changqing uttered seals one after another, with gleams flashing in his eyes.

At this moment, within Wu Jiuling’s internal view, his shattered world suddenly manifested with hundreds of silver dragons swimming.

These silver dragons carried threads of origin in their mouths, intertwining and crisscrossing the shattered world like an array.

This exquisite application of origin opened Wu Jiuling’s eyes.

Compared to this kind of technique, his crude method of transporting the origin seemed as childish as a child at play.

...

About an hour later, Su Changqing was already drenched with sweat.

And Wu Jiuling stared in awe at his inner world, where the ’Origin Array’, woven like a spider web, spread across every corner of the world.

"Seal!"

Suddenly, Su Changqing shouted fiercely.

Boom!

The array completed in the inner world erupted with overwhelming silvery light.

An ancient seal with the character ’Seal’ appeared in the heavens!

It was vividly clear that the deteriorating injuries and the continuously escaping terrifying aura were all firmly sealed!

That ancient ’Seal’ character dominated the center of the heavens, and the silvery radiance suppressed the entire world!

This was the complete first needle of the Nine Mystical Celestial Doctor, Seal of Heaven!