Chapter 2180: One-armed Broken Sword

Amidst the envious gazes of the crowd, Ye Bufan waved his hand, “Since I’ve set the price at one thousand High-Grade Spirit Stones, I won’t charge any more.”

Seeing that he truly wouldn’t accept more, Zhang Xiaoyu thanked him repeatedly before leaving the Gu Yi Men Clinic.

As soon as he left, the surrounding crowd erupted in another clamor.

“Why can’t I understand this Little Divine Doctor? Does he love money or not?”

“Exactly. If he doesn’t care about money so much, why set the price so high? But if he loves money, why refuse the two thousand High-Grade Spirit Stones offered to him?”

“What do you know? Didn’t he say it? It’s a clearly marked price, willing buyers take the bait…”

Amidst the crowd’s discussions, a tall Middle-aged Man walked in from outside the crowd.

This man was also a Cultivator, his cultivation having reached the Peak of the Void Refining Realm, yet his face held an unhealthy pallor.

He looked at Ye Bufan, his eyes filled with excitement and longing.

“Little Divine Doctor, would you be able to treat me?”

Jiang Fangzhou pointed to the notice board beside them and said, “Of course, the consultation fee is one thousand High-Grade Spirit Stones.”

Since the rules were set, they couldn’t be changed easily. Otherwise, with the Medical skill Ye Bufan had just displayed, the threshold here would immediately be trampled by the people present, and it wouldn’t achieve the desired effect.

“Understood.”

The Middle-aged Man finished speaking, and with a flick of his wrist, a pile of Spirit Stones appeared in the clinic’s main hall, instantly overflowing with Spiritual Qi; it was indeed one thousand High-Grade Spirit Stones.

After Jiang Fangzhou finished counting the Spirit Stones, the Middle-aged Man went directly to the diagnosis table, sat down, and extended his left hand.

“Little Divine Doctor, please trouble yourself to examine me.”

Ye Bufan reached out and touched his pulse for a moment, then withdrew his hand.

The Middle-aged Man asked nervously, “Little Divine Doctor, what do you think of my condition?”

“This isn’t an illness; it’s an internal injury.”

Ye Bufan could naturally tell that this Middle-aged Man wasn’t entirely trusting him and was currently testing his Medical skill.

“This internal injury was self-inflicted. Three years ago, you were eager to Break through the Bottleneck of the Body Integration Stage and blindly consumed a certain Spirit Medicine.

As a result, haste made waste; not only did you fail to Break through, but you also injured three Meridians within your body.

Now, not only can your cultivation not advance, but your chest will ache incessantly on rainy days, and your True Qi sometimes flows in reverse…”

As Ye Bufan spoke eloquently, the Middle-aged Man’s eyes widened, his expression completely dumbfounded.

He had been watching the excitement from outside the crowd earlier and witnessed firsthand

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Ye Bufan treating Zhang Xiaoyu, which is why he came forward for treatment.

But even so, he wasn’t 100% convinced. A doctor who can cure one patient doesn’t necessarily mean he can cure a second one.

However, after hearing what the other party said, it matched his personal experience perfectly, even the time of his failed Breakthrough was exactly the same.

“Divine Doctor, truly a Divine Doctor!”

After regaining his senses, he was incredibly excited, “Little Divine Doctor, it’s truly as you say. Three years ago, I obtained a Red Jade Vermillion Fruit.

But because I couldn’t find a suitable Alchemist and was eager to Break through to the Body Integration Stage, I swallowed it directly.

As a result, the medicinal properties of the Red Jade Vermillion Fruit were too strong; not only did it fail to help me Break through, but it instead destroyed three Meridians…”

After repeating his condition, the Middle-aged Man asked again, “Little Divine Doctor, can my injury be cured?”

At this moment, his face was full of eagerness. After all, diagnosis was one thing, but whether it could be cured was another.

For so many years, he had consulted countless famous doctors, but they all had been helpless.

“Of course it can be cured. Once I’ve taken your money, I can cure your illness.”

Ye Bufan had the Middle-aged Man sit cross-legged on the nearby bed, then began to apply needles using the Heaven Reversal Needle technique.

With his current Medical skill proficiency, repairing three damaged Meridians was not too difficult. About fifteen minutes later, the pallor on the Middle-aged Man’s face vanished, replaced by a rosy complexion.

“It’s done. How do you feel?”

Ye Bufan said, reaching out to beckon, and dozens of silver needles all returned to his palm.

“Miraculous! It’s truly miraculous! My internal injury is really healed!”

The Middle-aged Man’s face was filled with excitement. For three years, he had thought he was crippled, but he never expected his injuries to be repaired today.

For Cultivators, this was practically a second Rebirth.

“Don’t rush, I’ll help you again.”

What Ye Bufan wanted now was to quickly boost his reputation, so he naturally had to maximize the treatment effect.

He had the other party sit cross-legged again, then impact the Bottleneck of the Body Integration Stage.

Although the Middle-aged Man didn’t quite understand his intention, he still followed the instructions and began to circulate his Qi to Break through.

Under everyone’s gaze, as time passed, his Aura grew stronger and stronger, but it was always just a tiny bit short, unable to take that final step.

And just then, Ye Bufan suddenly moved like lightning, a silver needle piercing into the Middle-aged Man’s Dantian.

After the silver needle pierced, the True Qi in the Dantian instantly became much stronger. Normally, this increase wouldn’t count for much,

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But now it was the final straw that broke the camel’s back.

A cracking sound, like an eggshell shattering, came from the Middle-aged Man’s ear, and then his Aura suddenly surged, reaching the Body Integration Stage in one fell swoop.

“I succeeded! I actually Broke through!”

The Middle-aged Man leaped up, excited like a child.

Having been plagued by injuries for so long, now not only were his internal injuries healed, but he had also fulfilled a long-cherished wish that had gone unfulfilled for years, becoming a strong expert of the Body Integration Stage.

“Dr. Ye, thank you, thank you so much!”

The Middle-aged Man knelt with a thud inside the clinic, kowtowing repeatedly to Ye Bufan.

The onlookers instantly erupted as well, for such a treatment effect was simply too incredible.

“Divine Doctor! Truly a Divine Doctor! Not only can he cure illnesses, but he can also help people improve their cultivation…”

“These one thousand High-Grade Spirit Stones were truly worth it; it’s simply a huge profit…”

“What kind of Medical skill is this? He’s practically an immortal…”

A smile curled at Ye Bufan’s lips. This was precisely the effect he wanted now.

Media on the Kunlun Continent was not well-developed. Only by creating a huge impact could the news possibly reach Situ Dianmo’s ears.

He reached out and helped the Middle-aged Man up. After countless thanks, the other party exited the clinic.

As soon as he left, a tall, thin man appeared at the clinic entrance, wearing a gray robe with a long sword on his back.

This man had a stern expression, his Triangular Eyes revealing ruthlessness, and his Aura was even stronger, already that of a Late Stage Body Integration expert.

Most striking was his empty left sleeve, indicating he had no arm.

Upon seeing him appear, gasps erupted from the crowd, and then the onlookers quickly retreated, making way for a wide path, clearly showing immense fear of this person.

“Isn’t that the One-Armed Crippled Sword, Liu Wuyang? Why is he here?”

“It’s over. With this guy here, the Little Divine Doctor is definitely in for trouble; he’s surely going to be heavily fleeced…”

“Speak softly, it’ll be trouble if he hears you…”

The crowd whispered amongst themselves, keeping their voices very low, but Ye Bufan’s Mental Energy was incredibly strong, so he still heard everything clearly.

From the crowd’s discussions, it was easy to deduce that this guy was definitely not a benevolent person; he was here to cause trouble.

Then a smile curled at his lips. No matter who came, as long as they could help him boost his reputation, that was enough.