Chapter 2173: Zhang Xuan's Treatment

Listening to the conversations around him, Zhang Xuan's frown deepened. If what these parents were saying was true, then Teacher Fan Zhe, even if his knowledge was accurate and his teaching skills great, still wasn't qualified to be a Master Teacher! Virtue must precede instruction.

The Master Teacher Continent had extremely strict requirements for teacher's ethics and conduct. This was why, despite tens of thousands of years of inheritance and some individuals straying from the original intent, there remained a clear principle that no one dared to violate. Not teaching properly during class, but opening tutoring classes to earn money; not teaching according to individual aptitude, but seating those who paid more at the front... No wonder the silver-armored general didn't respect him, even directly attacking him. Teachers earned respect by genuinely dedicating themselves to their students, holding nothing back. This individual, no matter how famous he was, would always be looked down upon.

Seemingly overhearing the crowd's conversation, Teacher Fan Zhe's face flushed red. He wanted to retort but couldn't utter a single word.

After a long period of quiet discussion, an old man walked over. It was Physician Yu Feng.

“Let me take a look!”

Upon approaching, Physician Yu Feng examined the patient carefully, his brows immediately knitting together in a tight knot. “His internal organs and meridians are severely damaged. Although he was treated promptly and the bleeding stopped, the divine energy has already spread throughout his body like an overflowing river from a collapsed dam. It's almost impossible for him to fully recover to his previous state...”

Teacher Fan Zhe's eyebrows twitched. If the child could be cured, the parents might calm down, and the matter could be overlooked. But if there was no hope and it escalated, he, as a Master Teacher, would likely be stripped of his title.

“You incompetent teacher! Even if I violate regulations today and face military discipline, I will kill you...”

Hearing the physician's words, the silver-armored general's chest, already seething with rage, burned anew. With a furious roar, he launched another punch downwards. If his son hadn't had poor talent, he wouldn't have sent him here. Yet, even with poor talent, given his genes, with proper cultivation, even if he couldn't become a Celestial God, he could at least reach high-grade Divine Spirit and live a life of comfort and abundance. Now look, not only did he spend money, but the teacher also ruined his son's future. How could he swallow this insult!

Teacher Fan Zhe was struck in the chest again, staggering back several steps and spitting out another mouthful of blood. “Don’t think I can’t defeat you...” Knowing that continuing this would lead to his death, he could no longer hold back. His divine energy surged, ready for a fight. As a fellow mid-grade Celestial God and a Master Teacher, while his combat experience was not as extensive as the general's, his strength was not to be underestimated.

Thud! Thud!

As the two exchanged blows, they both recoiled, and under the force of their impacts, seven or eight tables in the room were destroyed.

“If I don't kill you, I swear I'm not human...” The silver-armored general's strength surged.

Fan Zhe dared not hesitate either. He drew his longsword, exerting his power to its limit.

“Please hold on, gentlemen. May I first examine this injured young man to see if he can be treated, and then you two may continue?” Just as their battle was about to begin, promising a fight to the death, a calm voice rang out.

Everyone looked over simultaneously and saw a young man, accompanied by a plump individual, approaching.

“Treat him? His meridians are already in disarray due to cultivation deviation. How can he be treated?” Seeing him approach, Physician Yu Feng snorted.

“You are...” Seeing someone step forward at this moment, Teacher Fan Zhe paused, a puzzled expression on his face.

“My name is Zhang Xuan. I’ve studied medicine for a few days. While I may not be as skilled as Physician Yu Feng or the rest of you, I once cured someone who suffered cultivation deviation. Perhaps I can help!” Zhang Xuan said.

Sitting in the back, he had seen that if the two continued to fight, it would surely be to the death. Unable to stand by, he stepped forward. Although he didn't want to meddle, this was after all the Master Teacher Hall, founded by Kong Shi. He was also a Master Teacher, and if Fan Zhe lost face here, he too would find it hard to hold his head high.

After saying this, Zhang Xuan didn't bother with either party's reactions and took a few steps to approach the young man.

The young man looked seventeen or eighteen, his face sallow, and his forehead covered in cold sweat from the pain. Zhang Xuan gently placed his fingers on the young man's pulse, allowing his true qi to flow throughout the body. He withdrew his fingers.

As Physician Yu Feng had just stated, the young man's meridians were severely damaged due to cultivation deviation. Many meridians were shattered, and divine energy had surged into his body, wreaking havoc on his internal organs. The only reason he was still alive was likely due to his father's immense power and the countless spiritual elixirs he had used. Otherwise, he might have died then and there. Given this situation, it was no wonder the silver-armored general was so enraged. Anyone in his position would be furious and unable to control themselves.

“Is there a way?” The silver-armored general looked over. Although the young man before him was too young to be entirely credible, his son was in such a state that he could only cling to a sliver of hope.

“There is a way, but...” Zhang Xuan paused.

“As long as you can save my son and restore him to his original state, I’ll pay any price...” After a brief moment of hesitation, the silver-armored general flipped his wrist, took out a card, and handed it over. “This card has 100 divine coins. Please exert yourself. If you can cure him, I will surely reward you tenfold...”

To offer 100 divine coins upfront, promising a tenfold reward, meant approximately a thousand divine coins. This price was extremely valuable, even in the Imperial City of Netherworld. Indeed, upon hearing this, everyone present gasped.

“I don’t need the money. Please keep it...” Zhang Xuan shook his head, refusing.

He finally understood why Teacher Fan Zhe held tutoring classes. With the spiritual energy receding, all life in the Divine Realm converged into cities, causing housing prices and living costs to greatly increase. To survive and thrive, immense wealth and resources were undoubtedly needed. This, combined with parents' misguided indulgence of their children, had fostered Fan Zhe's greedy nature. If everyone stopped offering gifts, this teacher probably wouldn't dare to break the rules and open tutoring classes.

“Hit me with a punch. Let me see if you can still circulate divine energy!” Refusing the general and no longer bothering to engage, Zhang Xuan looked at the young man before him. Seeing Zhang Xuan's kind demeanor and clear gaze, the young man hesitated for a moment. He then endured the pain, extended his arm forward, and threw a punch.

A book appeared in Zhang Xuan's mind. He finished reading the content.

“Zhuo Yan, native of the Imperial City of Netherworld, peak low-grade Divine Spirit, suffered cultivation deviation due to incorrect practice...”

Zhang Xuan shook his head. No wonder the silver-armored general was so angry; the young man, Zhuo Yan, was indeed in this state because of Teacher Fan Zhe.

“How is he...” Seeing Zhang Xuan's expression, the silver-armored general looked at him again, full of anxiety.

“His cultivation deviation is very severe, but barring any accidents, he should be able to recover...” Zhang Xuan smiled faintly.

“He can be cured?” The silver-armored general breathed a sigh of relief. “Please, Your Excellency, help him... If you can cure my son, I will go through fire and water for anything you ask, without hesitation!”

“There’s no need to be so polite...” Without further ado, Zhang Xuan flipped his wrist and took out several silver needles. “Bear with it, and don't resist!” With that, he flicked his finger, and the silver needles landed on Zhuo Yan's acupoints. Zhuo Yan, who was still wondering, suddenly felt a numbness spread through his body, followed by a surge of a unique power. Accompanying this energy, the meridians previously damaged by the cultivation deviation rapidly healed.

“This...” Zhuo Yan's eyes widened in disbelief. Although he was young, he came from a general's family and knew a great deal. With such severe cultivation deviation and damaged meridians, let alone recovery, it was hard to say how long he would even live... Yet, after a few needles, not only did the damaged meridians recover, but the dispersed divine energy also slowly gathered. Experiencing it himself, he found it truly incredible!

“How do you feel...” Seeing his son's unusual expression after the needles were inserted, the silver-armored general anxiously looked over.

“Father, I think... my injuries are healed!” As his words ended, the previously weak and listless Zhuo Yan stood up, clenching his fists and moving his feet. Swish, swish, swish! In the blink of an eye, he executed a set of fist techniques, causing the air around him to ripple.

“This... I'm not seeing things, am I?!” “Cultivation deviation, cured with just a few needles?” “That's too incredible...” In an instant, everyone around was stunned. They had all witnessed the severity of Zhuo Yan's cultivation deviation; even Physician Yu Feng had personally examined him. They had thought he was completely crippled and beyond recovery. Unexpectedly, with just a few simple needles, he not only fully recovered but was even more vibrant and energetic than before... It was utterly miraculous!

“Brother Zhang, this...” The silver-armored general was filled with disbelief. If it weren't his own son, whom he had personally examined and tried to treat for a long time, he would have suspected that Zhang Xuan was conspiring with his son to trick him.

Zhang Xuan stood up. “I have reorganized the divine energy circulating within his body, guiding it to his dantian, and I have also repaired his damaged meridians!”

Teacher Fan Zhe and Physician Yu Feng's eyebrows twitched simultaneously. Such chaotic divine energy could be reorganized... and shattered meridians could be repaired... How was this done?

“Since you were able to cure him so quickly, you must know the root cause of his cultivation deviation. He was taught the same as other students, and his cultivation method was identical. So why did this happen?” Unable to hold back any longer, Teacher Fan Zhe asked. If he didn't figure this out, he would surely be stuck with the label of an incompetent teacher.

“As for why he suffered cultivation deviation, I do know the root cause...” Zhang Xuan looked over. “Are you sure you want to know?”

“Yes!” Teacher Fan Zhe nodded. The others also looked over in unison. Cultivation deviation carried endless risks. Knowing the root cause would help them prepare in advance.

“It has to do with the tutoring classes!” Zhang Xuan said.

“Tutoring classes?” Fan Zhe was puzzled.

“Yes. Although this is my first time meeting the general, if I’m not mistaken, you are very eager for your son to succeed and become as strong as you, aren’t you?” Zhang Xuan looked at the silver-armored general.

The middle-aged man, who moments ago had been radiating dragon-like battle intent, nodded without denying it. As a general in the Imperial City of Netherworld, he held considerable status and prestige. He had believed that a tiger would not beget a dog, but to his dismay, his son's talent was too poor, and he failed to get into the academy several times! Naturally, this created pressure, and he became extremely anxious and urgent about his son's cultivation. He even went so far as to send him here to various training classes, with the sole aim of helping him stand out, become a Celestial God, and inherit the family's legacy and status. Originally, his son had successfully broken through to Divine Spirit and his cultivation had steadily increased, which pleased him greatly. He never dreamed that merely advancing from a low-grade Divine Spirit to a mid-grade Divine Spirit, such a minor transition, would cause him to suffer cultivation deviation and nearly die.