"Du Fei! Du Fei!"
Wang Zhongling called out loudly in the Traditional Chinese Medicine clinic.
Du Fei, who was reading a medical book, had to put down the book when he heard his name and then walked over.
In front of Wang Zhongling was a life-sized dummy with many red dots on it, each dot representing an acupoint.
She was holding silver needles and practicing identifying acupoints.
However, after several failed attempts, Wang Zhongling's mood began to crumble.
"Aaaah! This is too difficult, why is acupuncture so hard!"
Wang Zhongling had always considered herself intelligent, but when she started learning acupuncture and wanted to wield needles as swiftly as Du Fei, she realized that watching and doing were two entirely different things.
Her eyes learned, but her hands became useless, that's probably how it felt.
"Miss Wang, I remember you said you would learn it no matter how long it took or how difficult it was. Why are you giving up so easily now?"
Du Fei walked up to Wang Zhongling and spoke.
Wang Zhongling felt a bit embarrassed by Du Fei's words, as she had indeed said so with such conviction before.
But now, looking at the dense acupoints on the dummy, Wang Zhongling felt her head starting to ache.
"Actually, identifying and locating acupoints isn't as hard as you think. The key is..."
Du Fei knew that he couldn't simply discourage Wang Zhongling, or she would go crazy.
Wang Zhongling also suppressed her frustration and listened carefully as Du Fei explained how to accurately insert needles.
One teaching, one learning, time passed quickly, more than half an hour.
At this moment, another patient arrived, and Du Fei finally put down the silver needles. "Alright, I've seen that you've already made good progress. You can practice on your own for now, and ask me if you have any more questions."
With that, Du Fei turned to the patient who had just entered.
...
After nightfall, when his mother and sister were asleep.
Du Fei once again went to the "cultivation sacred place" he had found for himself—the rooftop of the unfinished building.
However, tonight, Du Fei wasn't here to cultivate.
After arriving on the rooftop, he found a clean spot and took out a wooden box.
He opened the wooden box, revealing something that looked like a peach pit. This was what Du Fei had bought at the auction, and Fang Chao had told him it was called a Tian Yuan Fruit.
More than ten days had passed since he bought the Tian Yuan Fruit.
In these past few days, Du Fei had been consolidating his cultivation. Only now, when he felt his innate realm was stable enough, did he decide to test the efficacy of the Tian Yuan Fruit, to see if it was as magical as Fang Chao had claimed.
He took the Tian Yuan Fruit from the wooden box and examined it carefully.
To be honest, Du Fei had never truly observed it up close since he bought it at the auction.
Before, he had just casually thrown it into his cabinet.
The Tian Yuan Fruit looked like a peach pit on the outside, with a rough and pitted surface. But when he held it, it felt surprisingly heavy, as if it had significant weight.
If Du Fei paid close attention, he could also feel that there was something enclosed within the Tian Yuan Fruit.
According to what Fang Chao had said earlier, the Tian Yuan Fruit could be swallowed directly. However, as soon as it entered the mouth, one had to immediately circulate the true qi within their body, otherwise, serious trouble would ensue.
With everything ready, Du Fei took a deep breath.
Then he picked up the Tian Yuan Fruit and slowly put it into his mouth.
Despite its appearance of being quite hard, the Tian Yuan Fruit dissolved instantly upon contact.
Immediately afterward, Du Fei felt as if he had swallowed a ball of fire in his throat, a fire that was exceptionally violent, as if it wanted to destroy everything.
Seeing this, Du Fei quickly circulated the Wan Xiang Jue.
As soon as the Wan Xiang Jue was activated, the ball of fire from the Tian Yuan Fruit instantly became as docile as a lamb.
After thirty-six heavenly cycles, the energy of the Tian Yuan Fruit was completely absorbed by the Wan Xiang Jue.
Du Fei immediately felt that his extraordinary meridians had strengthened considerably, and the sphere in his dantian had also grown larger.
Fang Chao really hadn't lied to him; the Tian Yuan Fruit was indeed a good thing. After completely absorbing it, Du Fei felt his cultivation had advanced significantly.
However, this time, Du Fei didn't dare to test his strength on the stone pillars on the rooftop or other objects again. He feared that the commotion this time would be even greater.
If he accidentally demolished the unfinished building, even if no one sought compensation from him, it would be difficult to find another training spot that was so close and undisturbed.
Looking at the empty wooden box in front of him, Du Fei suddenly had an idea: if the Tian Yuan Fruit could be reused, wouldn't his cultivation advance by leaps and bounds?
However, he immediately shook his head and dismissed the thought.
Since Fang Chao had told him that each cultivator could only consume the Tian Yuan Fruit once, it must be true. Otherwise, why would that guy, with his vast wealth, give away such a good thing for nothing? It just didn't make sense.
He continued to sit cross-legged and began his daily cultivation.
He cultivated all night long.
When he opened his eyes again, the sky was just beginning to show a hint of dawn.
Du Fei packed his things and left the unfinished building.
On his way home, he happened to see a breakfast stall setting up. Du Fei bought a few items, planning to take them home for his mother and sister.
"Du Fei, did you go out for morning exercises again?"
When he returned home, Wu Chunmei happened to come out of the room. Seeing Du Fei enter, she asked.
Du Fei nodded. "Oh, Mom, I just bought some breakfast on the way back. You don't have to bother cooking later; just eat this."
Since his cultivation wasn't a one or two-day affair, and he would occasionally be caught by his mother or sister when he returned, Du Fei had simply told a white lie, saying he was going for morning exercises.
His mother and sister naturally didn't doubt Du Fei's words.
"It's not good to eat too much outside food. You don't need to buy it anymore; it's quick for me to make anyway."
"Hurry and wash your hands. Your sister is up now and probably changing clothes."
Wu Chunmei took the breakfast Du Fei handed her and walked towards the kitchen, saying.
For people of Wu Chunmei's age, outside food was never as good as home-cooked meals. Because it was made by oneself, whether it was the cleanliness or the seasonings used, it was definitely incomparable to what was available outside.
Du Fei didn't argue and walked into the bathroom to wash his hands.
When he came out, he happened to bump into Du Yunyun, who had finished changing and was coming out of the bedroom.
"Brother, did you go for morning exercises again? You look so energetic, it makes me want to go with you."
Du Yunyun glanced at Du Fei, noticing his ruddy complexion and strong aura, and couldn't help but say.
Du Fei thought to himself, I wasn't doing morning exercises, I was cultivating.
However, verbally, Du Fei agreed, "Sure, I'll take you with me next time we have time."
Du Yunyun passed by Du Fei; one went to the dining room, and the other went to the bathroom to wash up.
After breakfast, the family of three went out together.
Du Fei went to the Traditional Chinese Medicine clinic, Du Yunyun went to school, and Wu Chunmei went to the market to help Li Su'e.