I am your ancestor.

The atmosphere at the scene instantly ignited.

It became somewhat tense and confrontational.

This was an insulting and arrogant remark!

Song Gusheng only felt his face burning painfully, experiencing the humiliation of being slapped in the face was not pleasant at all, but… in that moment, he sensed the intense confidence emanating from Fang Yu. This confidence miraculously made Song endure Fang Yu's arrogance.

His face looked terrible, constantly twitching.

"Don't move, let him continue," Song Gusheng said sternly.

Fang Yu smiled briefly and continued:

"This kind of restriction, in Ancient Times, was one of the clumsiest restrictions, and the number of people who mastered restrictions sharply decreased afterward. Even Array Masters and Alchemists became rare. Gradually, being able to handle some clumsy restrictions also became a mark of an expert... Unfortunately, superficial knowledge is always superficial, and it can't become profound with the progression of time, if no one learns it, you can't become an expert."

Song Gusheng was rendered speechless by this statement, his expression fierce.

"So, this low-level restriction is far too simple for me... As for the remaining restrictions... Doctor Song, there is a supreme art in Traditional Chinese Medicine called Taiyi Divine Needle, combined with Inner Essence and Taixuan Finger Technique, it's incredibly profound—you should know, in the era when Chinese medicine thrived in Ancient Times, there was no established status for pure doctors. You, as a Grandmaster Level Doctor... don't you know this history?"

Song Gusheng was internally shocked.

He remembered the era of Chinese medicine in Ancient Times, which was indeed a time when Chinese medicine flourished.

Those doctors also treated Cultivators under the theory of Chinese medicine.

But...

Times have changed.

With continuous societal progress, fewer and fewer people study Chinese medicine, and real Chinese medicine has essentially vanished, leading many to claim that all Chinese medicine practitioners are charlatans, while Western medicine predominates.

Listening to Fang Yu's words, Chen Daotian couldn't help but exclaim:

"I'm not afraid to tell you guys, Brother Yu is the Head of Traditional Chinese Medicine Department at Jiangzhou Huada Hospital... The Chinese medical skills he possesses are genuine. Just with Taiyi Divine Needle alone, countless people have come to apprenticeship, but Brother Yu rejected them. You, who often mix with Cultivators, naturally disdain Chinese medicine, even blindly discriminating against it… But you have overlooked one fact—although many people masquerade under the guise of Chinese medicine and deceive others around the world, there are still genuinely skilled practitioners!"

Upon hearing this.

Song Gusheng's complexion changed.

Their words hit the nail on the head.

Over the years, he indeed sought knowledge of Chinese medicinal practices… Unfortunately, they were either fakes or only superficial basic knowledge that could not meet his standards. Over time, he began to reject Chinese medicine.

With higher levels of Inner Essence treatment available, Chinese medicinal skills became even less necessary to him.

But—

He never anticipated that acupuncture could break restrictions.

After pondering for a moment.

Song Gusheng said gravely:

"Even if what you say is true, so what? It doesn't mean you have cured this patient!"

The crowd nodded along.

Fang Yu smiled and beckoned to the patient.

"Get up and walk a couple of laps…"

The patient nodded and actually stood up, walked back and forth twice in the hall.

Looking clear-headed and breathing smoothly.

His complexion gradually improved, wiping off the blood from the corner of his mouth, he didn't look like someone who had been ill at all!

For a moment.

Song Gusheng was stunned.

His face filled with disbelief, he said, "How is this possible? How did you do it? How did you manage to draw out the residual Restriction Power?"

Fang Yu pinched a Golden Needle between his index and middle fingers—

"It's this thing... Both the Golden Needle and Silver Needle naturally possess the attribute of detecting toxins and negative auras. Coupled with my Inner Essence, the Restriction Power naturally attaches to the Golden Needle and is pulled out... Moreover, this acupuncture isn't performed heedlessly; there are specific acupuncture points... The human body is composed of meridians. The Golden Needle can take shortcuts through these points and enter the body directly, often achieving twice the result with half the effort."

Hearing this.

Song Gusheng's expression became even more incredulous.

Inside, he was even more profoundly shaken.

At this point.

Fang Yu paused for a moment, and looking at the astonished face of Song Gusheng, he said, "Doctor Song, are you convinced?"

The disciples of Ancient Life Hall were extremely embarrassed.

Even if they didn't understand what Fang Yu had just described, they could discern that in this medical competition, it seemed, their master had lost, and utterly so.

Song Gusheng was stunned, standing silent.

At this time, Li Xuan stood up.

With a smile, he began to applaud.

"Wonderful, truly wonderful..."

Fang Yu looked at Li Xuan and said, "Mr. Li, do you have any insights?"

"I have known Old Song for many years, and I never imagined he could lose... I thought it was impossible for him to lose... But unexpectedly, your understanding of Chinese medicine has reached the level of Ancient Times. It has really opened my eyes," Li Xuan said with a smile.

"You flatter me," Fang Yu responded calmly.

"However... Since I am an old friend of Old Song, how could I just watch him be bullied and do nothing? Whatever you wagered between yourselves, it doesn't concern me... Out of brotherly allegiance, I must help him. I hope you understand this principle."

Upon hearing this.

Chen Daotian couldn't help but widen his eyes, saying:

"If you want to refuse to pay up, just say it outright. Why find so many righteous-sounding excuses? I find it nauseating... I, Chen Daotian, have been in Jiangzhou for many years, knowing countless brothers in the realm—martial artists, common folk, old men, even kids... and even women flaunting themselves in brothels, but I've never seen anyone so shameless in refusing to pay."

His words were straightforward and caused Song Gusheng's expression to shift dramatically.

"He even calls himself a grandmaster-level doctor; I think it's all an empty reputation... I fear not real villains but hypocrites. If you can't afford the bet, don't bet at all. If it's a fight, then fight from the start. Why hesitate and waste each other's time? Honestly, if I were you... I'd rather just smash my head against tofu!"

The entire place was in an uproar.

Chen Daotian's words were indeed slap after slap in the face.

Just as the disciples of Ancient Life Hall were filled with righteous indignation—

Song Gusheng stood up, raising his hand and saying, "Old Li... I appreciate your sentiment."

He slowly approached Fang Yu with a grave expression, steeled his heart, and said, "I am willing to accept the loss; there's nothing much to say... Falling into your hands today, I lost fairly. I will no longer pursue Mandala, and I will release your master... But before that, I want to understand a few things."

"Master!"

"Master!"

With puzzled faces, the disciples called out.

"Shut up! Ancient Life Hall has always been fair and upright. If I forcibly took Mandala today, how could I, Song Gusheng, face my friends and relatives? Or my patients?"

Fang Yu gave a thumbs up: "Good... go ahead and ask..."

Song Gusheng locked eyes with Fang Yu and asked,

"The first question, have you already activated Mandala?"

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