The Nine Yang True Qi slowly manifested in Ye Xiao's hand and then gradually merged into Fang Jing's mind.

At this moment, Fang Jing couldn't help but furrow her brows slightly as the Nine Yang True Qi forcefully entered her mind, and she soon fell into a semi-comatose state.

Causing Fang Jing to be in a semi-comatose state was intentional on Ye Xiao's part because, as a normal person, he understood that if he were lying on a bed, unclothed, and being touched, various reactions could occur, including those most primitive human responses. However, Fang Jing needed to undergo testing now, so those reactions absolutely could not happen.

So Ye Xiao deliberately used the Nine Yang True Qi to place Fang Jing into a semi-comatose state at just the right level. Of course, it was not harmful to Fang Jing in any way.

Ye Xiao's hand moved from Fang Jing's head down to her neck, collarbone, chest cavity, and waist, in a manner that touched every part from top to bottom. Naturally, he wasn't merely touching but using the Nine Yang True Qi as though it were a searchlight to probe.

Indeed, as Ye Xiao inspected from head to toe, he inevitably saw what should and shouldn't be seen, and everything that was once in his imagination now appeared before him.

"Hmm?" At this moment, when Ye Xiao's Nine Yang True Qi swept past Fang Jing's lower abdomen once more, his brow suddenly furrowed; why did it feel like there was a small round object there?

Upon realizing this, Ye Xiao was a bit startled and promptly conducted another investigation. After this examination, the excitement stemming from viewing this incredibly beautiful figure turned to coldness on Ye Xiao's face.

"How could this be?" Ye Xiao's expression was truly unpleasant, akin to encountering something that left him completely unhappy.

In fact, that was exactly the case.

Because, just now, Ye Xiao discovered a round object about the size of a marble in Fang Jing's lower abdomen, at the location martial artists refer to as the Dantian. Although Ye Xiao's Nine Yang True Qi could penetrate Fang Jing's body, it was no B-ultrasound machine, so he could only sense the presence of a round object there, unable to determine its nature.

But what does having a small round object inside one's abdomen indicate for a normal person?

Tumor!

This was the only term that came up in Ye Xiao's mind at that moment.

How could this be?

It was impossible for Ye Xiao not to worry at this moment. Although he couldn't confirm it, it certainly resembled one.

Ye Xiao slowly sat by the bedside, grabbed a quilt from nearby, and covered Fang Jing with it. At this moment, Ye Xiao's heart was restless. Initially, he intended to check if Fang Jing possessed the talent to become a martial artist, but unexpectedly discovered such an issue. What exactly was it?

Yet, judging from Fang Jing's physical traits and bone structure, she could be considered above average in terms of potential. In terms of martial arts, it should still be possible. However, the speed of her strength advancement would depend on her dedication to cultivation.

In other words, Fang Jing's natural talent and potential were akin to Ye Xiao's before he learned the Nine Yang Divine Skill; only diligence would suffice.

Gazing at Fang Jing quietly lying on the bed, Ye Xiao suddenly felt that this woman before him was truly pitiable. Her biological father was a wolf-like man solely focused on his puppet family head, and her mother was a scorned mistress. She was destined to receive little warmth from her parents in this life.

Ye Xiao didn't know if Fang Jing meeting him was heaven's blessing to him, but he was certain it was not a blessing to Fang Jing.

Ye Xiao knew that following him might not provide the ideal life a young girl envisions in her heart.

Perhaps once Fang Jing became a martial artist, it might get better. Ye Xiao was an alchemist; he could certainly use pills to cultivate Fang Jing into a martial arts expert. Clearly, this was entirely feasible, but now her body contained such a round object.

There were a million hopes in Ye Xiao's heart for it not to be a tumor, but no matter how he sensed it, it undeniably seemed like a tumor, especially located in a very crucial area, the Dantian.

Ye Xiao thought for a martial artist, the importance of the Dantian is comparable to the brain; if the Dantian itself were flawed, how could one practice martial arts? It might even lead to remorseless demise during cultivation.

Of course, these were merely Ye Xiao's speculations, yet he knew one thing: Fang Jing was genuinely pitiable, as though all tragic elements were gradually manifesting upon her.

Fang Jing was initially semi-comatose, so when Ye Xiao sat by the bed watching her, she slowly opened her eyes. Observing Ye Xiao staring at her, she instinctively touched herself and, finding the quilt covering her, felt relieved. Looking towards Ye Xiao, noticing his peculiar expression, she immediately laughed and curiously said, "Why do you look unwell? Is it because my potential is too poor, making you a little disappointed?"

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