Chapter 4108 — A Shocking Revelation
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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.