Chapter 129: Divine Physician Shi Tianqi

Ye Chen felt slightly displeased at this moment.

He had come here to give face to Song Wanting; otherwise, with his status as the Young Master of the Ye family, what qualifications did a mere Song family have to make him come over?

Song Wanting was also a bit angry at this time and said, "Brother, there are some things you may not believe, but you cannot be disrespectful!"

Song Rongyu gave a cold snort: "Respect? I only respect those masters with real talent and learning. As for swindling charlatans, they are not worthy of my respect!"

Having said that, he pointed to the old man beside him and introduced him with a proud face: "This is the highly renowned divine physician from Jiangnan, Shi Tianqi, and his granddaughter."

Ye Chen looked up and was slightly stunned.

These two were one old and one young, looking just like a grandfather and granddaughter.

However, their attire was clearly different from others.

The old man was over sixty, wearing a green bamboo cloth robe, sporting old-fashioned black-rimmed reading glasses, and keeping a long white beard. His eyes flashed with sharp light; one look and it was clear he was a practitioner.

And the girl standing beside him, about eighteen or nineteen years old, wore a loose student-style cheongsam, had her hair cut in a short bob reaching her ears, and possessed bright eyes and white teeth, exuding a cold, classical aura.

However, the girl's appearance made Ye Chen pay a little more attention, because in Jin Ling, he hadn't seen many whose beauty could rival the "number one beauty" Xiao Churan.

Compared to Xiao Churan, this girl's gaze was sharper, and it faintly revealed a sense of arrogance, making her look unapproachable.

Seeing Ye Chen look over, Shi Tianqi nodded faintly, while the girl remained extremely cold, without the slightest expression.

Song Rongyu said to Song Wanting again: "Sister, I see that the person you found is only in his early twenties. He might not even have memorized the theories of yin-yang, five elements, or temperature and cold, yet he calls himself a master. If this gets out, people will laugh at our Song family for being so muddled that we don't believe in medical science but instead believe in superstition?"

Song Rongyu's words were filled with hidden barbs, pointing directly at Ye Chen, which left Ye Chen stunned—how did he become a swindler?

At this moment, Song Rongyu cupped his hands to the old man: "Old Shi, it is my sister who is ignorant and seeking medical advice blindly. Please do not take it to heart."

Shi Tianqi said very modestly: "Youth does not necessarily mean a lack of real talent. Mr. Song does not need to be so suspicious of this young friend."

Song Rongyu sighed and said: "Old Shi, you don't know, my sister seeks medical advice blindly and is always being deceived."

Song Wanting's expression was also quite ugly at this time, and she blurted out: "Brother, what do you mean by that?"

Song Rongyu retorted: "Did I say something wrong? I heard you were deceived by a so-called Feng Shui master from Hong Kong before. Have you still not realized it?"

"You..." Song Wanting couldn't hold her face.

The "Master Lai" incident was indeed a failure on her part. She didn't expect that she would also be fooled by a swindler from Hong Kong. Fortunately, Ye Chen was present, otherwise, she would have been in big trouble.

However, Song Rongyu clearly didn't know Ye Chen's capabilities, which is why he dared to spout nonsense in front of him.

At this time, Song Rongyu said to Ye Chen: "Kid, I don't know how you fooled Wanting, but don't think about fooling the Song family. This Old Shi's ancestors were imperial physicians for three generations. You, a small-time swindler, I advise you to leave quickly to avoid asking for trouble!"

Song Wanting's face was extremely ugly, but she couldn't find a reason to refute him. After all, Ye Chen did look too young, and this point alone made it hard for people to be convinced. If she hadn't witnessed Ye Chen's extraordinary aspects, she wouldn't have believed him either. If she continued to use Ye Chen's Feng Shui reading as an argument, she feared it would only give him more ammunition.

However, she didn't expect Ye Chen to be very calm about this, smiling and saying: "Hehe, it's fine. A small person like me will just observe from the side and will definitely not disturb this master of medicine in saving lives."

"Consider yourself sensible."

At this moment, a middle-aged man came out of the residence and said: "Wanting, Rongyu, your grandfather is failing!"

Shi Tianqi hurriedly asked: "Where is Old Master Song? Let me go and take a look!"

"In the back residence, please follow me." Song Rongyu hurriedly led the way, guiding the grandfather and granddaughter toward the backyard.

Song Wanting hurriedly pulled Ye Chen to follow.

Everyone arrived at a luxurious and classical room in the back residence and saw a dying old man lying on a large bed made of Huang Huali wood.

The old man's face was haggard, pale as gold paper, and his brows were tightly furrowed, as if he were enduring great pain.

Shi Tianqi immediately said: "Old Master Song's situation is critical. Please allow my granddaughter and me to start treatment immediately."

Song Rongyu hurriedly said: "Old Shi, please take action!"

Shi Tianqi nodded, but did not take action himself; instead, he stood by the bed and directed the young woman to perform the treatment.

A set of silver needles was placed on the bedside table, and the woman was holding a silver needle, piercing it into Old Master Song's body.

Her technique was very proficient, even better than old traditional Chinese medicine practitioners with twenty or thirty years of experience. It was no wonder that despite her young age, the Song family felt at ease letting her treat him.

This young woman was indeed of outstanding appearance, not only beautiful and moving but also possessing a heroic spirit between her brows. Both her looks and temperament could be called top-tier.

However, what Ye Chen was looking at was not this woman's beauty, but her internal state.

Because he had already discerned that when this woman applied the needles, she was actually able to use a trace of Qi to assist; it could be said that she was half a fellow practitioner.

According to the records in the "Nine Profound Heaven Scriptures," the classical Daoism of China has passed down five branches: Mountain, Medicine, Destiny, Physiognomy, and Divination.

In the cultivation of these five branches, there is more or less some Qi, which can be considered as having a bit of cultivation.

Ye Chen could tell at a glance that this Shi Tianqi and his granddaughter were descendants of the "Mountain" branch.

The Mountain branch is primarily rooted in medical arts; one learns medicine first, then martial arts, and thereafter practices both medicine and martial arts together.

However, even if Shi Tianqi and his granddaughter practice both, they are still merely of flesh and blood; what mortals can exert is only Qi.

Yet Ye Chen, having undergone a rebirth through spiritual energy, has a constitution that has long surpassed that of mortals, and is an existence that the five Daoist branches cannot compare to.

The "Qi" cultivated by the five Daoist branches, compared to the "spiritual energy" within Ye Chen's body, although only differing by one character, is in reality as different as clouds and mud, completely separated by a massive grade.

To put it in common terms, it is the difference between coal and diamonds; although both are the same in origin, coal can only be used as fuel, with limited energy and a low price, while a diamond is the essence after refinement, having absorbed a vast amount of energy, being incomparably hard, and costing thousands of times more.

Many descendants of the five Daoist branches toil for a lifetime, hoping to cultivate even a tiny trace of "spiritual energy."

Because, once one has spiritual energy, even if only a little, it can greatly enhance one's cultivation while simultaneously achieving the goal of prolonging life.

However, 99% of the disciples of the five Daoist branches never cultivate a single bit of spiritual energy until they die...