Yuan Bìlóng saw something from Ming Zhìtiān's expression: "Are you stuck at the tenth level of the God Sealing Realm, unable to break through for a long time?"
Ming Zhìtiān paused slightly: "I've tried many methods, but I can't figure it out. Do you know?"
Yuan Bìlóng said, "As a condition, you save my father, and I'll help you solve your breakthrough problem, and I'll owe my Yuan family a great favor. How about it?"
Ming Zhìtiān nodded, "Sounds good, I agree, but let's be clear beforehand, if the Yin-Yang family attacks again, I won't be able to protect myself."
Yuan Bìlóng said, "You don't need to worry about this. My Yuan family's foundation is still here. Even if their Yin-Yang family's ancestor comes, he can't do anything to us. You can rest assured."
"Let's not delay, please come with me back to the Yuan family."
Ming Zhìtiān looked at Empress Xīngchén: "Xīngchén, do you want to come along?"
Empress Xīngchén nodded, "No problem, it's still early, let's go together."
Ming Zhìtiān said, "Lead the way."
...
Upon arriving at the Yuan family, the place was resplendent, and the surrounding scenery created an immersive atmosphere, making one drunk and lost.
It seems that this Desolate Heaven Ten Lands is becoming more and more interesting, a land of hidden dragons and crouching tigers.
Entering the Yuan mansion, four guards walked up to greet them. They respectfully said to Yuan Bìlóng, "Young Master, you're back?"
Yuan Bìlóng waved his hand, "Make way, make way."
The four dared not disobey and stepped aside. Yuan Bìlóng turned to Ming Zhìtiān and said, "Gentlemen, please."
He then quickly opened the door and entered, where a woman in flowing robes met them. "Brother, Father's illness has worsened again."
Yuan Bìlóng's brows furrowed, "Quickly, sir, quickly!"
Ming Zhìtiān couldn't help but quicken his pace and entered the main room, where a group of old and young were gathered, all worried about Yuan Shāmíng, the head of the Yuan family.
Yuan Bìlóng pushed through the crowd, "Make way everyone! I've invited a sir to save Father."
Looking at the young man before them, who didn't even bring a medical kit, everyone felt disappointed. His second aunt's husband said with disdain, "Don't bring any stray cats and dogs home. The mortal world is full of risks and swindlers. Nephew, don't trust others so easily. My elder brother has accepted his fate, and his destiny is set, it cannot be changed."
Yuan Bìlóng ignored him entirely, leading Ming Zhìtiān to the bedside and letting him treat.
Ming Zhìtiān first examined the limbs of the middle-aged man lying on the sickbed, then lightly pressed his finger on the pulse at the side of his neck, confirming he was still alive.
After the diagnosis, it was confirmed that he had been afflicted by the Yin-Yang Five Adjustments of the Yin-Yang Curse. Ming Zhìtiān was fortunate to have obtained an encyclopedia, which clearly recorded this acupuncture therapy. He then conjured a technique from his storage bag!
"Four Directions Divine Needles, obey my command!"
Four silver needles, as large as lotus roots, flew out: "Pierce!"
"Presumptuous! You intend to murder for wealth! ... Stop! ..."
The clan elders, the second aunt, the eighth aunt, the ninth uncle-in-law, and the third uncle and second grandmother all shouted, but were blocked by a barrier waved by Yuan Bìlóng:
"Everyone, please remain calm and wait patiently for Mr. Ming's treatment!"
The sixth uncle-in-law said, "This is! The long-lost Heavenly Yi Profound Needles! How could someone at the tenth level of the God Sealing Realm possibly...?"
His sister, Yuan Chūnhuá, asked, "What are the Heavenly Yi Divine Needles?"
The sixth uncle-in-law explained, "It's an ancient legend. It is said that the Heavenly Yi Divine Needles were created by the Heavenly Emperor, the Divine Lord Yi. His Heavenly Yi Divine Needles have traveled through eternity in the cultivation world, and all those who received his treatment ascended to the God Emperor Realm. Of course, those are just legends."
"He's awake!" the third aunt exclaimed in astonishment.
Yuan Bìlóng and Yuan Chūnhuá rushed forward to call out, "Father! Father! ... You're awake... You're finally awake!"
Ming Zhìtiān retracted the four divine needles, and Empress Xīngchén handed him a handkerchief to gently wipe the sweat from his forehead.
Yuan Shāmíng's first glance was at Ming Zhìtiān, followed by his son and daughter who rushed towards him.