Chapter 500: The Knockout Treatment

Knockout?

Not only Hall Master Han's eyes widened, but the others were also baffled, exchanging bewildered glances.

Weren't you supposed to help heal injuries?

What does 'knockout' mean?

"No need to be nervous. This is my master's unique method—the Knockout Treatment!"

Sun Qiang explained.

Having followed behind Master Yang, he knew his master's secret technique, and since the young master had inherited the mantle, he naturally knew it too.

The crowd was even more confused.

Healing is healing, treating injuries is treating injuries—knockout treatment... Is there such a method?

Whoosh!

Before anyone could react, the demon beast grazing nearby turned its rump and walked over, fixing its gaze on Hall Master Han, making his hair stand on end.

"Master Zhang... I think we can forget the 'knockout.' How about... we just take medicine..."

Seeing this creature's demeanor and recalling its earlier murderous intent, Hall Master Han couldn't help but shudder.

This beast wouldn't take revenge under the guise of a knockout, would it? Actually trying to kill me? Better to be cautious...

"No need for that trouble. Demon beast, what are you dawdling for? Get to it!"

Zhang Xuan frowned.

"Roar!"

Hearing the command, it let out an excited neigh, and in a whoosh, it was upon him, its massive wing striking straight across.

"I..."

Hall Master Han was on the verge of tears.

If I'd known this was your method, I'd have given you the spirit stones for free and asked for nothing in return...

Bang!

Already severely injured, he couldn't dodge. The wing struck the back of his head, his vision went black, and he passed out.

"This..."

Zhao Feiwu's mouth twitched, and his body trembled slightly. At the same time, he secretly rejoiced that back then, the other party had been far away, only able to transmit treatment methods through the prescription wall; otherwise, if he'd been right there...

Wouldn't he have been knocked out too?

Was there such a treatment method in the world?

Having been sickly since childhood, he had seen countless skilled physicians, but he had never heard of needing to knock someone out before treating them.

Full of curiosity, he couldn't help but look over and saw Zhang Xuan stride up to the unconscious Hall Master Han and take his pulse.

After a moment, he stood up, flipped his wrist, and a silver needle appeared.

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!

The silver needle danced, landing precisely on Hall Master Han's various acupoints. Then, with a grab, he withdrew the needle.

"Done!"

Clapping his hands, Zhang Xuan walked back and glanced at Pavilion Master Sai: "Go wake him up."

"Done?"

Everyone stood frozen, as if struck dumb.

You're treating his injuries, not playing house. A few needle pricks and that's it?

Zhao Feiwu and Jin Conghai exchanged bewildered looks.

The points where the needles landed were either acupoints or vital gates. No other physician would dare touch them. Even with some skill, such severe injuries couldn't possibly improve after just a few pricks, could they?

Had he used some technique they hadn't noticed?

Pavilion Master Sai had only seen him identify treasures and make treasures recognize their master, never treat people. He was equally confused, but since the other said so, he could only nod, walk over, press on Hall Master Han's philtrum, and channel a stream of true energy into him.

"Cough, cough!"

Hall Master Han coughed and opened his eyes.

Whoosh!

He slapped the ground with his palm and quickly retreated two steps: "Master Zhang, I'll stop treatment, okay..."

Before he could finish, he suddenly froze, his eyes wide.

As a cultivator, he knew his internal condition best. The moment his palm pressed down, he leaped into the air, and his true essence flowed without any obstruction. There was only one explanation—his injuries were completely healed!

How is that possible?

Full of doubt, he grabbed at the air with his palm, and the air solidified, instantly forming a giant hand.

The air refracted within the palm, like a sea of water ready to pour out at any moment.

"Great Sun Sea-Catching Hand? Hall Master, you... you're healed?"

Seeing his action, not only Pavilion Master Sai and the others were baffled, but the several elders who had set up the formation with him earlier widened their eyes and breathed rapidly.

The Great Sun Sea-Catching Hand was a mid-level Spirit martial technique, immensely powerful. Without sufficient true essence and strength, it couldn't be executed.

As the core of the formation, Hall Master Han had borne the brunt of the demon beast's attacks. Logically, his injuries should have been even more severe than theirs. Now, while they could barely get up and felt on the verge of death, he was unleashing a martial technique that required a fully healthy body...

Wasn't this a bit too exaggerated?

"Healed?" His eyes bulging, Hall Master Han was also incredulous. Suddenly, an idea struck him. He flipped his wrist, and a spear appeared in his palm. He gave it a light shake.

Hum!

The true intent of the weapon shot out, striking a huge rock not far away.

Boom!

The rock exploded into powder, debris flying everywhere.

"Your qi flows smoothly, your true intent is flawless! Hall Master, you... your old injury... is also healed?" Elder Hu's lips trembled.

The reason they, a group of Beast Taming Hall elders, were willing to help the hall master capture the demon beast and suffer injuries wasn't just because of orders from their positions, but because of the hall master's character.

Years ago, to help them tame spirit beasts, he had ventured deep into a swamp and was bitten by a poisonous insect. Since then, his internal meridians had become blocked, giving rise to a chronic ailment. As a result, the true intent of his weapon couldn't flow through his body, and his cultivation in weapons had come to an end.

If not for this, with the hall master's talent and strength, even without taming the demon beast, he could still have surpassed Luo Ming. He wouldn't have had to go to such lengths and expend so much effort.

The hall master had never asked for any reward for them, and they willingly did the same for him. Even when exhausted, they practiced the combined attack formation without a single complaint.

They had thought the hall master would never advance in weapons again. Never in their dreams did they imagine that after being knocked out and pricked with a few needles, he would unleash not only the Great Sun Sea-Catching Hand but also the true intent of his weapon... What exactly had happened?

"My old injury... is healed?"

Elder Hu had noticed it, and Hall Master Han understood as well. He quickly looked at the young man not far away.

"Oh, I saw you had a problem and treated it casually. No extra charge!" Zhang Xuan waved his hand dismissively.

When the other had executed the martial technique earlier, a book had already formed in his mind. The reason he had pretended to take his pulse and then knocked him out was to avoid revealing the secret of the Heaven's Path true energy.

In the book that formed in his mind, the other's old injury had also appeared. Since he was treating injuries, he naturally had to heal them completely, not just half.

In short, like many he had treated before, the other's meridians were blocked by a potent poison.

Heaven's Path true energy could act as medicine or poison with a single thought. Solving this was extremely simple.

"By the way..." His eyes reddened, and Hall Master Han nearly went mad.

For this old injury, he had consulted every physician in the Ten Thousand Kingdoms City, but none could help. Because when he was using the true intent of his weapon, the poison had invaded his body. Although the poison was neutralized, his meridians remained blocked and could never be restored...

He hadn't even mentioned it, and this Master Zhang not only treated his injuries but also cured this condition casually...

Wasn't this a bit too much?

"Elder Hu, how... how long was I unconscious?" Suddenly, a thought occurred to him, and he couldn't help asking.

To heal all his injuries, even finding and curing his old injury, it must have taken quite a while, right?

An hour? Two hours?

Maybe... a day?

"How long? From being knocked out to now... about a minute," Elder Hu calculated.

"A minute?" Hall Master Han swayed.

He had been awake for at least half a minute already, meaning from the time he lost consciousness to the time the other diagnosed and healed his injuries, it was at most... half a minute?

How did he do it?

"If he can heal my injuries, he can certainly heal theirs too..."

Suppressing his shock and excitement, his eyes lit up. Hall Master Han quickly stepped forward: "Master Zhang, Elder Hu and the others were all injured for my sake. I hope you can treat them. I would be extremely grateful..."

These elders had become like this for him. Since his injuries were healed, he naturally couldn't bear to see them still suffering.

"Our young master is a skilled physician. Treating patients requires a consultation fee..." Sun Qiang stepped forward.

"I know that..." Hall Master Han nodded quickly, flipped his wrist, and the several thousand spirit stones he had used earlier to tempt the demon beast appeared before him, sparkling and shimmering, with spiritual energy surging like a tide.

Though these spirit stones were precious, they were nothing compared to the lives of his old friends.

"Alright!" With a sweep of his hand, Zhang Xuan stored the spirit stones into his storage ring and then looked at Elder Hu: "You heard my treatment method just now, right?"

"I did!" Elder Hu nodded quickly: "I know what to do..."

With that, he turned to the demon beast: "Come on, hit me. Hit me hard! I can take it..."

"..." The crowd.

Zhang Xuan stumbled.

Damn it, you just need to be unconscious. Why say it to a spirit beast in such a suggestive way?

"Ahem, actually, you don't need it to do it. You can knock yourself out. As long as you're unconscious, I can treat you."

Suppressing the urge to spit blood, Zhang Xuan said.

"Just being unconscious is enough?" Elder Hu was startled. Hall Master Han's vision went dark.

If I'd known it was that simple, why did I let it do it? It nearly broke my neck with that wing...

"Alright!" Confirming the treatment method, Elder Hu didn't hesitate. Gritting his teeth, he raised his hand and slapped his own forehead.

Thud!

His vision went black, and he passed out.

Zhang Xuan walked over. Moments later, the former woke up, leaped to his feet, his eyes shining.

"Your turn!"

After treating Elder Hu, Zhang Xuan went to another elder.

This elder was also sensible. Seeing him approach, without a word, he slapped his own forehead.

...

And so, Zhao Feiwu and the others witnessed the most bizarre scene: one by one, the famous beast tamers of the Ten Thousand Kingdoms City, all at the fourth level of Mortal Transformation, slapped their foreheads and passed out as soon as he came near...

Then, after a few needle pricks, they were bouncing around, unable to contain their excitement...

"So fast?"

Hall Master Han finally saw the other's treatment method and speed clearly, his throat dry.

Though he had heard about the speed of the treatment earlier, seeing it with his own eyes still made his face turn green with shock.

He calculated: from the moment the elders fell unconscious to the moment the silver needles were withdrawn, it was less than twenty breaths...

In less than twenty breaths, he healed such severe injuries, got them up and moving freely, and restored their strength...

He didn't know much about medicine, but he knew beast taming very well. With a single clear shout, he made the demon beast willingly submit, making it eat grass on command—his strength must have reached at least... five stars!

A five-star beast tamer, and very likely a five-star physician as well... Where the hell did this guy come from?