Chapter 4108 — A Shocking Revelation

There was no help for it—since Wei Zhao himself refused to speak, Cai Zhongxuan felt he had no choice but to grit his teeth and speak for him. Better that than have the truth exposed later and let Lord Tian discover it on his own. Given how diligently he and his fellow disciples had served Lord Tian over the years, he trusted the worst that would come of it was a little disappointment; surely the old man would not press the matter too far.

Cai Zhongxuan knew Zheng Tianshuo was posted outside the door, so he quietly exerted his power to conjure an artificial barrier—formless and invisible, all but impossible to detect. Yet anyone who paid close attention would notice that from the doorway, no sound from within the room could be heard at all; it had plainly been sealed off.

Of course, it worked only against the likes of Zheng Tianshuo. Against a high-level expert, it would have no effect whatsoever.

Thereupon Cai Zhongxuan made ready to confess everything to Lord Tian—but just then Wei Zhao had already finished taking the pulse, and with a look of astonishment he delivered his verdict: "Lord Tian, your injury is such that not only have the meridians throughout your body been utterly shattered, even the traces of where the original meridians grew have begun to blur. This is truly unlike anything I have ever seen—beyond the power of immortals to cure."

At that single sentence, everyone present froze. Hou Guanqi and Cai Zhongxuan exchanged a stunned glance—so Wei Zhao had not been putting on an act after all, but really did have some skill!

Indeed, just as Wei Zhao said, the root of what made Lord Tian's injuries so intractable lay precisely in this: shattered meridians. Unlike the case of Si Haitao, whose meridians had merely been broken, here even a healing panacea like the Great Meridian-Opening Pill could no longer take effect—and that was exactly why Zhang Lifeng and the rest of them, the nominal disciples, had been left with no recourse.

To truly heal him now, there was only one method anyone could think of: to take those meridians, shattered into countless fragments within his body, and reconnect them one by one by hand. Such an act was no different from defying heaven itself. Even Zhang Lifeng, revered as the Medicine Sage, possessed no such terrifying ability—and it was for this very reason that Di Xingdao's injuries had dragged on until now, still leaving them utterly helpless.

Hearing these words, Di Xingdao's heart sank, and a trace of disappointment flickered through his eyes. He smiled bitterly. "Beyond the power of immortals to cure—does that not mean there is no curing it at all?"

Off to the side, Tianchan's gaze toward Wei Zhao could not help but take on a note of pleading and longing.

She knew well that such matters were a simple matter of whether it could be done or not—one could not force the impossible upon anyone. But Di Xingdao was an elder bound to her by blood, and she truly could not bear to watch him sink into such helpless despair.

Unexpectedly, Wei Zhao shook his head and said with a faint smile, "That is not entirely so. Immortals are not omnipotent. What immortals cannot do, we mortals may not necessarily be unable to do."

"Eh?" Hou Guanqi and Cai Zhongxuan could not help exchanging looks. The hearts they had just set at ease were instantly thrown back into suspense by Wei Zhao's words—that was far too bold a claim. A thing even their own master could do nothing about—could this young man truly have a way? This young friend of theirs really did give them no peace of mind at all!

Di Xingdao's eyes lit up instead, like a drowning man seizing the last straw, and he stared intently at Wei Zhao. "Could it be that you, sir, have a way to heal my injuries?"

After waiting so long in helpless despair, he did not fear Wei Zhao boasting—he only feared that Wei Zhao would not even dare to boast, would not even dare make the slightest attempt. That would be the true end of all hope.

Wei Zhao said lightly with a smile, "To speak plainly, with the injuries Lord Tian bears, anyone else would long since have been unable to hold on. But a legend is a legend after all—the very fact that Lord Tian is still in such good spirits means you have preserved for yourself that last thread of a chance at recovery. I dare not say I can cure you completely, but I am willing to do my utmost and try."

"Young friend Wei Zhao, this concerns Lord Tian's very life—this is no child's play. You had best think carefully..." Hou Guanqi and Cai Zhongxuan hastened to caution him from the side.

Though Wei Zhao spoke with such certainty, they still found it hard to believe. This was no slight against Wei Zhao, but rather their care for him—after all, a thing even the Medicine Sage Zhang Lifeng could do nothing about, and here was a youngster like Wei Zhao claiming he could cure it. That was simply too far-fetched.

But Di Xingdao cut the two of them off. "It does not matter. Pharmacist Lin, go ahead and try without restraint. Whatever the outcome, I trust it cannot be any worse than my present state. I shall only be grateful to you, never blame you."

"Very well, then let us begin now." With that, Wei Zhao directly pressed his fingers to the pulse gate at Di Xingdao's wrist, circulated the Xuanyuan Dragon-Taming Art, and began to heal him.

Hou Guanqi and Cai Zhongxuan were at once rather puzzled. What sort of treatment was this? Why did it look as though he were examining the injuries rather than healing them?

But seeing the grave expression on Lord Tian's face, they dared not interfere, and could only watch from the side with their hearts in their throats. The only thing left for them to do now was to stand guard well for the two of them.

Time slipped away bit by bit, and only after a full hour did Wei Zhao slowly withdraw his true qi. The healing could be considered concluded for the time being.

"Lord Tian, how do you feel?" Hou Guanqi and Cai Zhongxuan asked hurriedly.

After sensing the state of his body, Di Xingdao's face suddenly took on a look of boundless shock. He stared at his own right arm in disbelief, his expression full of alarm. "The meridians in this arm... have actually recovered?"

"Truly?" Hou Guanqi and the other were greatly startled at this, yet before any answer was needed they already knew Di Xingdao's words were absolutely true—for they abruptly discovered that the heaven-and-earth spiritual energy within the room had begun of its own accord to surge toward Di Xingdao's right arm!

As a former legendary figure of Zhongdao, Di Xingdao's strength was beyond doubt. With a single thought he could command the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. To ordinary people such a divine power seemed inconceivable, yet with him it was as natural as breathing—but this had one most fundamental precondition: that his meridians be restored.

"Lord Tian, you... you have truly recovered?" Hou Guanqi and Cai Zhongxuan now looked at Wei Zhao as though they were staring at some kind of monster.

Treating Di Xingdao had originally been nothing more than a pretext to deflect suspicion—yet who would have thought it had now turned into the real thing? And what they had never imagined was that a deadly illness even their master Zhang Lifeng could do nothing about had actually been cured by Wei Zhao!

The two of them could not even help but entertain an absurd notion: could this Wei Zhao be some legendary figure in disguise?

At this moment Di Xingdao was already steeped in wild joy, but Wei Zhao, off to the side, shook his head and answered in his stead: "The two seniors misunderstand. Lord Tian is not yet cured. I have merely reconnected the meridians in his right arm for him—nothing more than that."