460: Chapter 460 Tangyu’s Ecstasy 460: Chapter 460 Tangyu’s Ecstasy “Yes, yes, sister, Tangyu’s medical skills are really incredible,” Zhang Xiaoxi immediately urged.
“You’ve heard of Divine Needle, right?
They all admire Tangyu.
Their medical skills are different, and Tangyu is particularly good at detoxification.
Maybe he can cure your illness.
Besides, you have to let Tangyu try.
Also, he cured my illness, so I’m sure Tangyu can do it.”
The cabin fell silent again, and after a while, the door opened, allowing a stronger smell of medicine to waft out.
A woman in white stood at the doorway, her entire being as white as a blank sheet of paper.
The first thing that came to Tangyu’s mind at the sight of Zhang Xiaodong was ‘White-Haired Witch’; this Zhang Xiaodong really gave off that vibe.
Dressed in white, her complexion was extremely pale, devoid of any color, and her hair was white as if it were made of silver threads.
At first glance, it was quite scary, but thankfully it was broad daylight.
Had it been at night, one might have thought they had seen a ghost.
However, upon closer inspection, there would be a touch of astonishment.
Beautiful, indeed very beautiful.
One could say that she looked very much like Zhang Xiaoxi.
If judged just by the face, they could be mistaken for twins.
Yet, their figures and auras were quite different.
Zhang Xiaodong appeared to be a few years older than Zhang Xiaoxi, probably around twenty-four or twenty-five.
Even though she was very ill, her distinct aura was still evident.
Tangyu’s gaze surveyed Zhang Xiaodong’s body, his brows furrowing quickly.
Zhang Xiaodong’s condition was indeed very peculiar and far from simple.
What puzzled Tangyu further was that even though Zhang Xiaodong appeared extremely dire, nearly devoid of any color as if bereft of blood, her spirit seemed not at all sickly, just like a normal person’s.
These two conditions, which should not exist simultaneously, were present in Zhang Xiaodong, something Tangyu had never encountered before.
It’s known that when the body is sick, the spirit is sick.
Once someone falls ill, their spirit manifests ‘sickness’.
One can tell if a person is ill just by looking at their spirit.
But Zhang Xiaodong’s situation was that her spirit seemed exceptionally robust.
If judged only by her spirit, one would think she couldn’t be any healthier.
Yet, the state of her body suggested that her illness had reached a truly terrifying stage.
Furthermore, Tangyu was certain that if not for the myriad of medicinal herbs filling this room, Zhang Xiaodong wouldn’t have survived.
Now Tangyu understood why even Divine Needle and Doctor Xiao had been helpless.
This was a situation Tangyu had never encountered before, not even mentioned in medical texts, prompting him to fall deep in thought.
“Let’s go inside and talk,” Tangyu suggested after pondering for a while, then said to Elder Zhang and Zhang Xiaoxi, “You two should stay at the door.
The environment inside isn’t good for your health.”
“Hmm.” Zhang Xiaoxi nodded her head, understanding the situation without Tangyu having to mention it.
Zhang Xiaodong only looked curiously at Tangyu for a few glances before leading him inside with an impassive face.
The room was actually not large and quite spartan.
What came into view were rows of medicine shelves, a sofa, a dining table, a television, a computer, and a bedroom.
“Sit on the sofa.
I will take your pulse first to examine you,” said Tangyu.
“Take my pulse?” Zhang Xiaodong uttered her rare words.
Tangyu nodded and said, “Yes, as a practitioner of Traditional Chinese Medicine, naturally, I take the pulse.
There are four basic diagnoses in TCM.
The other three have been tried, and now the last one to try is pulse-taking.”
Zhang Xiaodong didn’t speak further but sat on the sofa.
Tangyu also sat down beside her and instructed, “Roll up the sleeve a little to expose your wrist, and lay it flat on top.”
Zhang Xiaodong did as told, and Tangyu became very serious, taking her pulse.
After a while, he frowned, for based on the pulse alone, Zhang Xiaodong seemed healthier than ever, with no apparent issues.
However, something caught Tangyu’s attention – Zhang Xiaodong’s body temperature was very low, much lower than a normal person’s.
It felt chillingly cold, reminiscent of a corpse.
Why would a living person exhibit such symptoms?
This was Tangyu’s first time facing such a vexing issue.
The more he encountered it, the more it ignited the fighting spirit in Tangyu’s heart.
He activated his Pure Yang Power, letting it seep into Zhang Xiaodong’s pulse.
But soon, he snapped his hand back, his face revealing an odd expression.
This oddity quickly turned into ecstasy, indeed ecstasy.
Unable to contain his excitement, Tangyu almost jumped off the sofa, his face brimming with a silly grin, as if somewhat daft.
Zhang Xiaodong looked at Tangyu with a strange gaze.
What’s with him?
“Amidst the sea of people, I never expected to find it here.
My luck is just too good.
I can’t believe that in my lifetime, I’d actually encounter a female Flame Demon Scorpion King.
Haha, the heavens are truly helping me.” Tangyu was ecstatic.
His Pure Yang Power that he had just emitted had been ‘consumed’ by something within Zhang Xiaodong’s body.
When the Flame Demon King conveyed ecstatic agitation, a kind of mating excitement, Tangyu knew from the information it sent that inside Zhang Xiaodong was a Flame Demon Scorpion King.
Why was Tangyu so certain it was a female?
Of course, there was a reason.
Male and female Flame Demon Scorpion Kings require completely different methods of nourishment.
While male Flame Demon Scorpion Kings will also feed on highly poisonous substances, they do not live on poison alone.
For example, they can live on Pure Yang Qi, which also exists in some rare and strange spiritual beings in the natural world.
Therefore, raising a male Flame Demon Scorpion King is quite difficult.
Female Flame Demon Scorpion Kings, on the other hand, are much easier to raise because they survive entirely by consuming poison.
Medicine always carries some toxicity, so the idea behind filling this place with medicinal herbs is actually to nourish the female Flame Demon Scorpion King.
These conditions are just external requirements to raise the Flame Demon Scorpion King, but there is one most crucial condition, and that is the necessity of a parasitic host.
The male Flame Demon Scorpion King possesses Yang qualities, so it must parasitise within a Pure Yang Body.
The female Flame Demon Scorpion King has Yin qualities, so it must parasitise within a Pure Yin Body.
And Zhang Xiaodong, he is evidently a Pure Yin Body.
Previously, when Tangyu treated Zhang Xiaoxi, he discovered that she had a trace of the Pure Yin Body characteristic, but it was not of high purity.
The rarity of a Pure Yin Body is no less than that of Lin Feifei’s Yin Ghost Physique.
In fact, these two types of physiques share some similarities; both belong to extremely cold constitutions.
However, they are quite different as well.
Those with the Yin Ghost Physique often find it difficult to live past teens, facing great calamities once they reach that age.
Conversely, those with a Pure Yin Body face no such dangers and can live normally until old age.
For Tangyu, a Pure Yin Body also holds great allure—if he could achieve a balance between Yin and Yang even briefly, it would greatly enhance his strength.
Of course, that’s beside the point.
After feeling a surge of ecstasy, Tangyu soon realized his lapse in composure and immediately regained his composure, saying, “My apologies for that display.
I have a way to cure your illness.”
Zhang Xiaodong’s body trembled violently, and a strange light flickered in his eyes as he stared at Tangyu.
Zhang’s patriarch and Zhang Xiaoxi couldn’t help rushing in, “Tangyu, are you really confident you can cure my sister’s illness?”
Tangyu nodded, “Of course, I wouldn’t dare say so if I wasn’t confident.
Otherwise, wouldn’t I damage my reputation?”
“Tangyu, then please cure my sister’s illness quickly,” Zhang Xiaoxi urged, her face filled with excitement as she grasped Tangyu’s hand.
“Alright, don’t worry, we are not in a rush for a moment.
However, before the treatment, I must clarify that I need a quiet environment, absolutely quiet, without any disturbances from anyone.
Also, during the treatment, none of you can be by my side.
Xiaoxi, you should be aware of this—it’s not because it’s your sister.
Thirdly, well, that’s all for now, there is no third point for the moment,” said Tangyu, his heart also filled with excitement.
The significance of a female Flame Demon Scorpion King to Tangyu was immeasurable.
Fortunately, the Flame Demon Scorpion King is led by males, and male Flame Demon Scorpion Kings are extremely rare, while females are somewhat more common.
If Tangyu possessed a female Flame Demon Scorpion King, he truly wouldn’t be able to celebrate.
It has always been that only the male reigns over the female, never the reverse.
Hence, Tangyu’s male Flame Demon Scorpion King could subdue the female Flame Demon Scorpion King within Zhang Xiaodong, and then Tangyu could have them both parasitise within his own body for upbringing.
Once they reach maturity, he can start breeding them, and eventually, cultivate even more Flame Demon Scorpion Kings.
It’s just a pity that the Flame Demon Scorpion King has such low fertility rates; if it was higher, by nurturing them carefully, one could create a fearsome army of killers.
Two Flame Demon Scorpion Kings could become Tangyu’s pair of trump cards; in dire situations, he could deploy them to turn the tide.
Even against the experts of the Yin Medical Sect, they would serve as formidable weapons.
How could Tangyu not be delighted?
Most importantly, the Flame Demon Scorpion King is exceedingly rare.
In the whole world, there likely aren’t as many alive as one could count on one hand, and most would never be found by humans, hidden in remote mountains and dense forests.
Realistically, perhaps only these two have been raised?
Their value, naturally, goes without saying.
Zhang’s patriarch looked at Zhang Xiaoxi, who nodded, indicating that what Tangyu had said was true.
“Alright, I’ll arrange it right away,” declared Zhang’s patriarch.
“Mm-hmm,” Tangyu nodded.
Zhang Xiaoxi also took Zhang Xiaodong’s hand and said, “Sis, I told you that you would definitely get better.
Soon we will be able to go out and play together.
See, if you keep holding on, there will always be hope.
Look, our hope has arrived.”
Even Zhang Xiaodong’s icy countenance seemed to thaw a bit as she nodded lightly, her eyes revealing a glimmer of the desire to live.
Before long, Zhang’s patriarch had arranged an entirely sealed basement for Tangyu’s use, actually beneath the villa.
Since the villa was rather old, this basement was essentially a safety chamber, long abandoned and unused.
Now, it would have to suffice.
Seeing that he and his companion had been placed in such a secured location caused Tangyu to smile wryly.
He had mentioned needing a quiet place, and any room with good sound insulation would have served the purpose, with someone to ensure no disturbances.
There was no need for such excessive precautions.
But since it was done, so be it.