Chapter 2147: Zhang Xuan's Treatment

Hearing the conversation, Zhang Xuan frowned even more deeply.

If what these parents said was true, then this Teacher Fan Zhe, even if he taught without error and had great skill in teaching, still did not deserve to be a master teacher!

Virtue comes first, then teaching.

The Master Teacher Continent had extremely strict requirements for teacher virtue and conduct. For this reason, although some had strayed from the original intent over tens of thousands of years, there remained a clear guideline that no one dared to violate.

Not teaching well in class, but running tutoring classes to make money;

Not teaching according to aptitude, but seating those who paid more in front...

No wonder this silver-armored general did not respect him and even struck out directly.

One earns respect by giving one's heart to students without reservation. This man... no matter how great his fame, he would still be looked down upon.

Seeming to hear the crowd's discussion, Teacher Fan Zhe's face flushed red. He wanted to retort but had no words.

After a long while of quiet murmuring, an old man walked over.

Physician Yu Feng.

"Let me take a look!"

Coming closer and examining carefully, Physician Yu Feng's brow furrowed into a knot.

"The internal organs and meridians are severely damaged. Although the injury was treated in time and the bleeding stopped, divine energy has already spread throughout the body, like a collapsing dam with rivers flooding back. Recovery to the previous state is almost impossible..."

Teacher Fan Zhe's eyebrows jumped.

If he could be cured, the parents might calm down and the matter would be dropped. If there was no hope and it escalated, he, as a master teacher, would likely be finished.

"You quack teacher! Even if I break the rules and face military punishment today, I will kill you..."

Hearing the physician's words, the silver-armored general's chest, already filled with rage, blazed again. With a roar, he threw another punch.

If his son weren't lacking in talent, he wouldn't have sent him here.

But... even with poor talent, with his genes, if he trained properly, even if he couldn't become a Celestial God, reaching Upper God and living without worry should have been possible...

Now, not only had he spent money, but the teacher had ruined him...

How could he swallow this anger!

Bang!

Teacher Fan Zhe was struck in the chest again, stumbling back several steps, blood spraying from his mouth: "Don't think I can't beat you..."

Knowing that if this continued, he would be beaten to death, he could no longer hold back. Divine energy surged, and he was ready to fight at any moment.

Both were Mid-Gods, and as a master teacher, although his combat experience was less rich, his strength was not to be underestimated.

Bang! Bang!

The two exchanged blows, each retreating. The force shattered seven or eight tables in the room.

"If I don't kill you, I'm not a man..."

The silver-armored general's strength surged.

Fan Zhe did not hesitate, drawing his long sword and pushing his power to the limit.

"Gentlemen, please wait. Might I first take a look to see if this injured young man can be treated, before you continue?"

Just as the battle was about to begin, a life-or-death struggle, a faint voice rang out.

Everyone looked and saw a young man, accompanied by a fat man, approaching.

"Treat him? With his qi deviation, the meridians in his body are already distorted. How can he be treated?"

Seeing him approach, Physician Yu Feng snorted.

"You are..."

Seeing someone step forward at this moment, Teacher Fan Zhe paused, puzzled.

"I am Zhang Xuan. I have studied medicine for a few days. Though I am not as skilled as Physician Yu Feng and the others, I once cured a case of qi deviation. Perhaps I can help!" Zhang Xuan said.

Sitting at the back, seeing that if the two truly fought, one would surely die, he could not hold back and stepped forward.

Though he did not want to meddle, this was after all the Master Teacher Hall created by Confucius, and he was also a master teacher. If this Fan Zhe lost face, he too would be embarrassed.

Having said this, Zhang Xuan ignored the attitudes of both parties and walked over to the youth.

The youth was about seventeen or eighteen, with a sallow complexion and a head full of cold sweat from pain.

Zhang Xuan gently placed his fingers on the youth's pulse, letting his true energy flow through the body.

He withdrew his fingers.

As Physician Yu Feng had said, this youth's meridians had suffered severe damage from the qi deviation. Many meridians were shattered, and divine energy had surged into his body, wreaking havoc on his internal organs.

That he was still alive was only because his father was so powerful and had used countless miraculous medicines.

Otherwise, he might have died on the spot.

No wonder the silver-armored general was so furious.

Anyone would be enraged and unable to control themselves.

"Is there a way?"

The silver-armored guard looked over.

Though this young man seemed too young to be trustworthy, his son was in such a state that he could only cling to a sliver of hope.

"There is a way, but..."

Zhang Xuan paused.

"If you can save my son and restore him to his former state, I will pay any price..." The silver-armored general was startled, then flipped his wrist and took out a card, handing it over: "This card has 100 divine coins. Please do your best. If you cure him, I will repay you tenfold..."

A hundred divine coins at once, and a tenfold reward—about a thousand in total. Even in the Soul Emperor's capital, this was extremely generous.

Indeed, hearing this, everyone's breathing quickened.

"I don't want the money. Keep it..."

Zhang Xuan shook his head and refused.

He finally understood why this Teacher Fan Zhe had to give extra lessons.

With the spiritual energy receding, all life in the divine realm had flooded into the cities, greatly increasing housing costs and the cost of living.

To survive and live better, one needed a lot of money and resources. Coupled with parents' indulgence for their children's sake, this had shaped the other's greedy nature.

If no one gave gifts... this teacher probably wouldn't dare break the rules to run tutoring classes.

"Punch me. Let me see if you can still circulate divine energy."

Refusing the other, Zhang Xuan ignored him and looked at the youth.

Seeing his kind attitude and clear eyes, the youth hesitated, then, enduring the pain, extended his arm and threw a punch.

Hum!

A book appeared in his mind.

"Zhuo Yan, from the Soul Emperor's capital, peak Lower God. Due to incorrect cultivation, suffered qi deviation..."

He finished reading the content.

Zhang Xuan shook his head.

No wonder the silver-armored general was so angry. This youth, Zhuo Yan, had ended up like this indeed because of this teacher named Fan Zhe.

"How is it..."

Seeing his expression, the silver-armored general looked over again, full of anxiety.

"His qi deviation is very severe, but barring accidents, it should be curable..." Zhang Xuan smiled slightly.

"You can cure him?"

The silver-armored general breathed a sigh of relief: "Please, sir, take action... If you can heal my son, I will go through fire and water, sparing no effort, for whatever you ask!"

"No need to be so polite..."

Without further ado, Zhang Xuan flipped his wrist and took out several silver needles: "Bear with it. Don't resist."

Saying this, he flicked his fingers, and the silver needles landed on the youth's acupoints. Zhuo Yan was puzzled, then felt a sudden numbness throughout his body, followed by a special force surging into his body.

Along with this force, the meridians damaged by the qi deviation began to recover rapidly.

"This..."

Zhuo Yan's eyes widened in disbelief.

Though young, he came from a general's family and knew a lot.

Such a qi deviation with damaged meridians—not only was recovery unlikely, but even survival was uncertain... Yet after a few needles from this man, not only were the damaged meridians restored, but the scattered divine energy also slowly gathered. Experiencing it himself, he found it incredible!

"How do you feel..."

Seeing his son's expression change after the needles, the silver-armored general quickly looked over.

"Father, I think... my injuries are already healed!"

As he finished speaking, Zhuo Yan, who had been weak, stood up, clenched his fists, and moved his feet.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

In the blink of an eye, he performed a set of punches, making the air crackle around him.

"This... Are my eyes deceiving me?"

"Qi deviation, cured with just a few needles?"

"Too astonishing..."

...

For a moment, everyone around was stunned.

They had all seen the severity of Zhuo Yan's qi deviation. Even Physician Yu Feng had personally examined him, concluding that he was completely ruined with no hope of recovery. Yet, with just a few needles, he was not only fully recovered but also more vigorous than before...

Too surreal!

"Brother Zhang, this..."

The silver-armored general was full of disbelief.

If it weren't his own son, whom he had personally examined and treated for so long, he would have suspected collusion between this young man and his son to fool him.

Zhang Xuan stood up: "I have channeled the divine energy wandering in his body back to his dantian and repaired the damaged meridians."

Teacher Fan Zhe and Physician Yu Feng's eyebrows twitched simultaneously.

Such chaotic divine energy could be channeled... shattered meridians could be repaired... How was it possible?

"Since you cured him so quickly, you must know the root cause of his qi deviation. He was taught the same as other students and practiced the same techniques. Why did this happen?"

Unable to hold back, Teacher Fan Zhe asked.

If he didn't find out, he would surely be branded a quack teacher.

"I do know the root cause of the qi deviation..." Zhang Xuan looked over: "Do you really want to know?"

"Yes!"

Teacher Fan Zhe nodded.

The others also looked over.

Qi deviation was extremely dangerous. Knowing the cause would help prevent it.

"It has to do with the tutoring classes." Zhang Xuan said.

"Tutoring classes?"

Fan Zhe was puzzled.

"Yes. Though this is my first time meeting this general, I'm not wrong in guessing that your desire for your son to succeed is very urgent. You want him to stand out and become a strong man like yourself, right?" Zhang Xuan looked at the silver-armored general.

The middle-aged man, who had been full of fighting spirit, nodded without denying it.

As a general in the Soul Emperor's capital, he had considerable status and prestige. He had thought that a tiger father would have no dog son, but his son's talent was too poor, and he had failed several academy entrance exams!

Inevitably, this created pressure, making him anxious and urgent about his son's cultivation.

He had even spared no expense to send him here for various training classes, with only one goal: for his son to stand out, become a Celestial God, and inherit the family legacy and status.

Originally, his son had successfully broken through to God and steadily increased his cultivation, which had satisfied him. He never dreamed that even a small-level promotion from Lower God to Mid-God would result in qi deviation, nearly killing him.