Chapter 507: Healing

"Alright..." Yun Che nodded slowly. "Senior Yun, if you're willing to trust and cooperate with me, I have a way to restore your body and profound strength to their original, complete state within two months!"

"Ah... what?!" Yun Che's words struck Yun Qinghong and Yun Xiao like thunder. Yun Xiao, especially, was speechless. He lunged forward, grabbing Yun Che uncontrollably, and stammered excitedly, "Brother Yun... are... are you serious? Do you really have a way to restore my father's body and profound strength... completely?"

Yun Xiao was so excited that he became incoherent, yet it showed that he seemed to believe Yun Che's words, or at least held great hope. To Yun Qinghong, who had been paralyzed for over twenty years, Yun Che's statement sounded like a fantastical tale. However, Yun Xiao inexplicably felt an unspoken trust in Yun Che; despite how incredible the words seemed, he couldn't help but want to believe them.

Yun Qinghong looked bewildered, though he naturally didn't react with Yun Xiao's level of excitement. With his life experience, he couldn't detect any pretense or falsehood in Yun Che's expression, eyes, or demeanor—only firm resolve. Faced with such conviction, Yun Qinghong felt his own doubts waver. He stared at Yun Che, somewhat dazed, and asked, "Young Brother Yun, do you truly... have a way?"

Yun Che said nothing. Instead, he calmed himself, extended his hand, and placed it back on Yun Qinghong's chest. Yun Qinghong had been crippled for over two decades and had long since resigned himself to his fate. He no longer believed there was any method in the world that could restore his body, let alone his profound strength—that was an unthinkable dream. Therefore, no amount of verbal assurance would truly convince him. The only way was through a truth he could perceive with his own body.

Yun Che closed his eyes and activated the Great Way of the Buddha. He then used his profound energy to guide the absorbed Heaven and Earth aura, slowly and carefully injecting it into Yun Qinghong's body, meticulously directing it to every part. Yun Qinghong's physical condition was extremely poor. If relying solely on medical skill and herbal remedies, healing, even if possible, would take at least several years. Furthermore, many of the required spiritual herbs for such a process were exceptionally rare and precious, some being nearly impossible to find.

Naturally, Yun Che would not choose a method involving lengthy medicinal treatment. To restore Yun Qinghong, who had been crippled for over twenty years, within just two months, his only option was the Heaven and Earth aura generated by the Great Way of the Buddha!

No matter how severe Yun Che's own injuries were—several times his entire body was shattered and his internal organs ruptured—as long as he had a breath left and a trace of consciousness, he could rapidly recover using the Great Way of the Buddha. Now, at the fourth stage of the Great Way of the Buddha, combined with his Dragon God's body, even the gravest injuries would fully heal within twenty-four hours, leaving not a single scar. Moreover, under the power of Heaven and Earth, his profound strength recovery rate was more than ten times that of an ordinary person.

The Heaven and Earth aura from the Great Way of the Buddha could heal himself, and naturally, it could heal others too. Although the speed would be much slower than for himself, one month should be sufficient! After his body and profound veins recovered, there would still be another month to restore his profound strength!

However, healing others with the Heaven and Earth aura, while sounding simple, was far from it. Yun Che's body was naturally attuned to the Heaven and Earth aura, but Yun Qinghong did not cultivate the Great Way of the Buddha. If the Heaven and Earth power entering his body lost Yun Che's control, it would become a catastrophic force. Furthermore, Yun Che's medical knowledge played a crucial role in this process. He was intimately familiar with every meridian, acupuncture point, and even the location and function of every muscle in the human body. Thus, the path of the Heaven and Earth aura under his control had a clear trajectory in his mind. If it were someone else, even one who also cultivated the fourth stage of the Great Way of the Buddha like Yun Che, healing Yun Qinghong would be utterly impossible.

Initially, Yun Qinghong felt a warm current emanating from the spot touched by Yun Che's palm. It then gently spread throughout his entire body. This aura was incredibly gentle and distinct from any profound energy he had known in his life, surprising him greatly. As the gentle aura continued to surge, the warm current within him grew richer and flowed more slowly. At that moment, he suddenly felt the meridians in his limbs, which had been cold for over twenty years, begin to warm up. Simultaneously, a dozen or so meridians in his chest and ribs—which had long been dormant, so much so that he had almost forgotten their existence—experienced a momentary, needle-like prick.

At that instant, Yun Qinghong stiffened completely, an expression of disbelief on his face. His eyes trembled violently, and his hands began to shake uncontrollably.

For as long as Yun Xiao could remember, his father had always been tranquil as water, indifferent to worldly matters. He had never seen him angry, rarely saw him laugh, and it seemed nothing in the world could stir his calm heart. Nearing twenty-two years old, this was the first time he had ever seen his father's emotions become so suddenly uncontrolled. He hastily asked, "Father, what... what's wrong?"

"Sensation..." Yun Qinghong's eyes were fixed in a daze, his entire body still trembling uncontrollably with excitement. "Some of my meridians... they've regained sensation!"

"Ah!"

Yun Qinghong's words were like celestial music from the edge of the sky to Yun Xiao. Seeing his father trembling with excitement, Yun Xiao was so overcome with joy that he nearly burst into tears. "Is it... is it really true... Father... are you truly... truly...?"

"Don't speak yet!" Yun Qinghong forced himself to suppress his excitement. Before him, Yun Che remained with his eyes closed, brows furrowed tightly, sweat beading all over his forehead. He was clearly concentrating with all his might.

Yun Xiao quickly covered his mouth, looking at Yun Che, then at Yun Qinghong, and didn't utter another sound. Yet, the trembling in his eyes clearly revealed the tumultuous emotions within him.

However, his excitement naturally paled in comparison to Yun Qinghong's.

The warm current continued to circulate within him. Following the chest and ribs, his dormant meridians regained sensation one by one, as if awakening from a long slumber. He had believed these completely withered, even effectively dead, meridians could never recover. Even the renowned divine healers of the Illusory Demon Realm had told him his meridians were beyond restoration. Yet now, he distinctly and unmistakably felt the presence of these meridians once more.

If even one of these withered meridians had recovered, he would have considered it an incredible miracle. But he felt them awakening not just one by one, but in sections, continuously. The increasing pain, whether slight or intense, didn't cause him any aversion; instead, it thrilled him as if he had stepped into a heavenly dream.

He had merely been a man crippled for over two decades, long despairing, even calmly awaiting death. To spare his wife and son worry, he had always appeared as peaceful as the wind, content with his fate, seemingly indifferent to everything. But no one could truly comprehend the helplessness, pain, and despair he carried. And no one could understand the overwhelming excitement and ecstasy he now experienced.

Yun Che remained perfectly still in the same posture, only the sweat streaming down his head, soaking his upper garment quickly. Yun Qinghong gazed at the young man standing before him, who had granted him such an immense surprise and endless hope, his heart surging with overwhelming emotion.

This young man... who exactly was he?

Of course, regaining sensation in his meridians did not mean a complete recovery. Full restoration, even with the mystical Great Way of the Buddha, would require a considerable amount of time. What Yun Che was doing now was re-injecting a source of life into the utterly withered profound veins, which was the essential first step in healing Yun Qinghong.

Even the sensation returning to a few meridians was enough to make Yun Qinghong feel as if he were dreaming. When he realized that this awakening was rapidly spreading, threatening to revive all his withered profound veins, even with his usual composure, he felt an overwhelming sense of unreality. This miracle manifested truly within his body an hour later. After an hour, as the warm current faded, all his withered meridians had awakened. Although these newly awakened meridians could not yet hold power or even support physical strength, this was already a miracle among miracles, igniting an exceptionally brilliant hope.

Yun Che let out a long breath and finally opened his eyes. He withdrew his arm, took a step back, and casually wiped the sweat from his forehead, a faint smile gracing his tired face. "Senior Yun, now... do you believe what I said?"

"Young brother... you..." Yun Qinghong looked at Yun Che, feeling the unfamiliar sensations throughout his body, and for the first time in his life, he was too emotional to speak.

"Brother Yun, you're truly... amazing!" Yun Xiao's eyes gleamed, his hands clenched into fists, so excited that his limbs felt disobedient. "Brother Yun, what you said earlier... about being able to fully restore my father within two months... is it... is it true...?"

Yun Che nodded. "Of course, it's true."

"Then... what's your certainty?" Yun Qinghong immediately asked, his face now devoid of its former calm and collected demeanor.

Yun Che smiled. "Complete certainty, of course! Senior Yun, please rest assured. Since I dared to say it, I will definitely achieve it!"

Previously, Yun Qinghong would never have believed Yun Che's words. But now, personally feeling all his meridians awaken—and in an incredibly short hour—his belief far outweighed any doubt.

Yun Che picked up a piece of Xuan paper from the table and quickly wrote two lines of characters before handing it to Yun Xiao. "Your Yun family should have its own pharmacy. Go and get these fourteen types of medicinal herbs according to the specified amounts, and at least one hundred and nine three-inch-long silver needles."

"Ah... alright!" Yun Xiao now regarded Yun Che's words as a sacred decree. He quickly glanced at the list, noticing they were all common herbs, and couldn't help but ask, "Will these alone be enough to treat my father's body?"

"These aren't for Senior Yun, they're for you!" Yun Che said, glancing sideways. "Your injuries aren't light, and you were overly agitated just now, causing your qi and blood to be in turmoil. If you don't control it, you might not recover even in two months. Only the silver needles are for Senior Yun. The cold poison in Senior Yun's body has permeated everywhere, even his life meridians. Ordinary detoxification methods would be very dangerous. We can only slowly release the poison throughout his body using silver needles. Go quickly."

When Yun Che mentioned "cold poison" and appeared to have a method and confidence to dispel it, Yun Qinghong's eyes trembled violently once more.

"Alright, I'll go right away!"

Yun Xiao scurried out, but just as he reached the door, he abruptly stopped and turned back. "Oh! Mother... where did Mother go? If Brother Yun can heal Father, he can definitely heal Mother too!"

Yun Qinghong replied, "Your uncle visited this morning, and your mother went back to the Mu family with him. She should be back soon. Heh heh..."

Yun Qinghong's final light chuckle was relaxed and comforting. Although his wife's condition was also severe, it was somewhat less critical than his own. Since the young man before him dared to claim a ten-hundred percent certainty of fully restoring him, he could naturally heal his wife too.

No sooner had Yun Qinghong finished speaking than a rough male voice suddenly echoed from outside the courtyard: "Brother-in-law, we're back... Hmm? Do you have guests?"