Chapter 149

Last time at the Eastern Depot, encountering twenty or so injured cultivators had already made Hua Changxi feel that the Eastern Depot had formidable strength, but this time coming to the Northern Division, she discovered that more than half of the people in the Embroidered Uniform Guard were cultivators.

It is said that the Embroidered Uniform Guard are the confidants of the Imperial Family; looking at it this way, they are indeed highly valued.

Under Pang Shaoyu's guidance, Hua Changxi saw the casualties.

"Were you all wiped out in one go?"

The courtyard was full of casualties; at a rough estimate, there were at least a hundred people.

Pang Shaoyu's expression was somewhat gloomy. Thinking of how the higher-ups disregarded their lives and wanted to use their lives to open the Dragon Palace, he felt intense hatred.

"My uncle is seriously injured; let's go see my uncle first."

Pang Shaoyu took Hua Changxi into a room. On the bed in the room, Chang Wei, the Northern Division Commander whom Hua Changxi had met once before, was closing his eyes tightly, his face full of pain and sweat, looking as if he were enduring something particularly agonizing.

Hua Changxi walked to the bedside and began the four diagnostic methods: looking, listening, questioning, and feeling the pulse.

When she focused her consciousness on her eyes, warmth suddenly rose and enveloped her eyeballs. The next moment, a three-dimensional perspective image of Chang Wei's body appeared in her eyes.

She clearly saw that inside Chang Wei's spiritual root, a small golden dragon the size of a little finger was crazily attacking his spiritual root.

At this moment, Chang Wei's spiritual root had already been attacked by the dragon's claws to the point of being on the verge of falling apart.

"I can save your uncle's life, but he will not be able to cultivate in the future."

Upon hearing this, Pang Shaoyu's face showed pain: "If he can't cultivate anymore, it would surely be worse than death for my uncle. Are you sure there is no other way?"

Hua Changxi: "His spiritual root is severely damaged; with my ability, I certainly cannot repair it. What I can do is stabilize his injuries first so that the spiritual root does not continue to deteriorate."

"The Embroidered Uniform Guard has far-reaching connections; perhaps you can think of other ways to help him repair his spiritual root."

Pang Shaoyu hurriedly said: "Then please stabilize my uncle's injuries first."

Hua Changxi took out her spirit needles, directly used them to seal off the small golden dragon, and then injected spiritual power into the needles, directly shattering the small golden dragon.

"It is done."

The entire acupuncture process took less than a quarter of an hour. Pang Shaoyu did not expect it to be so fast and wanted to question it, but seeing Chang Wei's complexion visibly relax, he could not bring himself to voice any doubts.

"Would you like to take another look at my uncle?"

Hua Changxi looked at him: "The only problem left for your uncle now is the damaged spiritual root, which is something I cannot solve. His spiritual root is too severely damaged; either find heavenly treasures specifically for repairing spiritual roots, or..."

Pang Shaoyu: "Or what?"

Hua Changxi: "Your uncle's spiritual root is just torn; it can be stitched up, but stitching a spiritual root... this operation is too delicate."

Pang Shaoyu stammered: "You can even diagnose that my uncle's spiritual root is torn?"

Hua Changxi looked at him: "I am a professional physician. Not only can I diagnose that your uncle's spiritual root is torn, but I can also diagnose what injured him."

Pang Shaoyu did not believe it: "Then tell me, what injured my uncle?"

Hua Changxi smiled, stretched out her right hand, and rubbed her thumb and index finger together rapidly.

Seeing this, Pang Shaoyu was somewhat speechless and felt a bit of heartache. He really wanted to probe Hua Changxi's medical skills, so after hesitating slightly, he took out a blue bead the size of a thumb and handed it to Hua Changxi.

"This is a Water-Avoiding Bead."

Hua Changxi's eyes flickered, and she smiled as she took the Water-Avoiding Bead: "Did you find a dragon's nest?"

Hearing this, Pang Shaoyu's expression was shocked. He did not expect that Hua Changxi could really deduce what kind of attack they had encountered through a simple diagnosis.

Had they not found the undersea Dragon Palace? The Retired Emperor, in order to contract a dragon egg, made them rush into the formation wave after wave, completely disregarding their lives.

It was not until the Embroidered Uniform Guards who followed were all injured that the Retired Emperor stopped.

The reason his uncle was so seriously injured, besides being at the forefront, was that when he was attacked, his uncle blocked it for him; otherwise, he would have fallen too.

Hua Changxi continued: "There is a dragon aura in your uncle's body; it is this dragon aura that destroyed his spiritual root." After speaking, she put away the Water-Avoiding Bead.

"You can take me to treat the other injured cultivators now."

Pang Shaoyu came back to his senses, took a deep look at Hua Changxi, and took her to the room next door.

The injuries of the other injured Embroidered Uniform Guards were similar to Chang Wei's, except that the small golden dragons in their bodies were clearly paler and not as solid as the one in Chang Wei's body.

Although shattering the small golden dragons did not take much effort, there were over a hundred people, so Hua Changxi spent the whole night before she finished treating everyone.

【Four Diagnostic Methods (Great Success): Diagnosis 136/1000】

When the number of diagnosed cultivators reached one hundred, Hua Changxi clearly felt a burning sensation in her eyes, and a white light flashed through them. Then, she could vaguely see the Qi Sea at the dantian of the injured cultivators.

As the number of diagnosed cultivators increased, the Qi Sea she saw became clearer. At the same time, she could also see a gray, misty space at the center of the cultivators' brows.

'The gray space must be the Spirit Platform Consciousness Sea!'

Whether it was the Qi Sea or the Consciousness Sea, although they were both inside the cultivator's body, they gave Hua Changxi a feeling of vastness, as if they were not in the same space as the body.

She felt that the body might be in a three-dimensional space, while the Qi Sea and Consciousness Sea were in a four-dimensional space.

Hua Changxi carefully examined the Qi Sea of the Embroidered Uniform Guard cultivators and then looked at her own Qi Sea.

She discovered that the size of the Qi Sea, the concentration of spiritual energy within it, and the solidity of the spiritual energy were all different.

From these aspects, one could roughly deduce a cultivator's realm and strength.

The Four Diagnostic Methods had improved again, and Hua Changxi was very happy. This not only advanced her medical skills but also allowed her to explore the depth of others' cultivation by checking their Qi Sea and Consciousness Sea, which was undoubtedly another means of self-preservation for her.

"Here."

Pang Shaoyu personally sent Hua Changxi out of the Northern Division and handed her the Floating Light Sword and the sword manual: "Thank you for this matter; if you have any use for me in the future, just say the word."

Hua Changxi took the Floating Light Sword and the sword manual and smiled: "Easy enough."

Watching Hua Changxi's departing back, Pang Shaoyu felt fortunate. Fortunately, the Embroidered Uniform Guard had not moved against her initially; otherwise, his uncle and the others would likely have been doomed this time.

After leaving the Northern Division, Hua Changxi did not return to the Medical Department but left the city and rode a cloud to the Lingguang Hall.

After landing on the square in front of the main hall of the Lingguang Hall, Hua Changxi couldn't wait to take out the Floating Light Sword and the sword manual to start studying them.

The sword manual was very obscure; she read it through several times without understanding it, so she put it aside and picked up the Floating Light Sword.

Hua Changxi wanted to see if this sword was a spiritual artifact, so she injected spiritual power into it.

Who would have thought that as soon as the spiritual power was injected, the Floating Light Sword turned into a spiritual power-devouring black hole, beginning to crazily consume the spiritual power in Hua Changxi's body.

At first, Hua Changxi was still calm; the name Floating Light Sword sounded very imposing, and she felt it was normal for it to store some spiritual power.

However, when the sword had swallowed 80% of her spiritual power, she could no longer remain calm and hurriedly took out the Third-Rank Fire Returning Pill she had refined to start replenishing her spiritual power.

Finally, when Hua Changxi's spiritual energy was about to be exhausted, the Floating Light Sword stopped swallowing and, with a 'whoosh', detached from Hua Changxi's palm and hovered in mid-air.