My master gave me a death mission: to go down the mountain and retrieve his granddaughter.

The two of them bent over and dry heaved for a while, almost vomiting bile, before they gradually calmed down.

The little boy standing to the side looked at the two of them with a puzzled expression. Fortunately, he was still young and didn't find the scene too exciting, otherwise he wouldn't have escaped this ordeal either.

At this moment, Su Muchen felt his arm being poked. He turned his head and saw that it was Shen Beishan, who was wearing a white robe and was known as the National Medical Master!

"Old man, what's the matter?"

Although it's a bit impolite to call a highly respected elder "old man," since Shen Beishan had just been full of doubts about him, Su Muchen didn't need to be polite to him.

"Hehe...that miracle doctor...I..."

Before Shen Beishan could finish speaking, Su Muchen reached out to stop him from continuing.

"Hold on, old man. You are a renowned national doctor, a master of traditional Chinese medicine. How dare I call myself a miracle doctor in front of you?"

Shen Beishan was now in an awkward position. Before this, he had indeed felt that the title was well-deserved and was very satisfied with his medical skills.

But after this incident, Shen Beishan felt that all his gimmicks were a joke, especially now that they were coming from the mouth of this young man in front of him, which made him feel even more ashamed.

Shen Beishan wasn't angry that Su Muchen called him "old man." At most, he was just a little annoyed. In his opinion, if he could get to know this young man and learn a little from him, wouldn't his medical skills be able to reach a new level?

"Miracle doctor, please don't make fun of this old man. In front of you, I wouldn't dare to show off my medical skills, hehehe..."

Shen Beishan's smirking appearance immediately reminded Su Muchen of his old master; the two of them were equally sleazy.

"Old man, do you know how lewd your smile is? Alright, what do you want from me?"

"Divine doctor, may I ask if the acupuncture technique you just used was the long-lost Thirteen Needles of Divine Hands?"

"Wow! You old man, you really know a lot. You even know about the Thirteen Divine Needles."

"Hehe, I've also read about this acupuncture technique in medical classics. It's comparable to the work of a god, the supreme technique in the medical field. It can truly bring the dead back to life and heal the wounded. I never thought I would see this acupuncture technique in my lifetime. I can die without regrets."

"Oh, and then?"

"Oh...uh..."

Su Muchen's nonchalant response made Shen Beishan choke. He had praised this young man so much, shouldn't he be happy, and then add:

"Old man, do you want me to teach you?"

Then, of course, I was happy to accept the instruction, but this young man didn't play by the rules, so how was I supposed to respond?

"Um... um..."

"Spit it out, or I'm leaving."

Su Muchen couldn't stand the old man's stammering manner any longer. Couldn't he just be straightforward?

"Hehe... Divine Doctor, it's like this, I am fortunate to meet you today. Your medical skills are truly admirable. I wonder if I have the honor of serving by your side."

"Huh...what? You'll serve me?"

Shen Beishan's words left Su Muchen momentarily speechless. What was going on? Who was Shen Beishan? He was a nationally recognized master of traditional Chinese medicine, a figure of immense importance. Now, he was saying he wanted to serve him? Had this old man taken the wrong medicine, or was Su Muchen hallucinating?

"That's right. I've been obsessed with medicine all my life, but unfortunately, my talent is limited. Although I'm a renowned national medical master in front of others, I know my own suffering. On the path of a doctor, I often encounter some difficult and complicated cases that I'm powerless to treat. This is truly a great regret in my life. Today, I've met a divine doctor. I only ask to serve him, even if it's just serving him tea and water."

"I understand. You just want me to teach you some medical skills. Serving me is an excuse; you really want to learn skills."

Now Su Muchen understood. It turned out that the old man wanted him to teach him medicine. And it's true, many of the medical skills he had learned had been lost to the world. If this old man could learn even a little bit of them, he would be able to walk sideways in the Dragon Kingdom.

"No, Doctor, please don't misunderstand. This old man genuinely wants to serve you and has no ulterior motives. Of course, if you're willing to teach me a thing or two, this old man would gladly accept, hehe..."

At this moment, Shen Beishan looked incredibly sleazy; even Su Muchen's master, the old man, paled in comparison.

"Sister, look how creepy that old man's smile is!"

"Xiao Hao, shut up! Don't be rude! Old Shen, the child is just being ignorant, I hope you won't take offense!"

The little boy's words made Shen Beishan so embarrassed that he wanted to dig a hole in the ground and crawl into it. He had lived to be so old and was respected wherever he went, but now he was being ridiculed by a child. He was really furious.

"Pfft... Old man, look at you, even the kids can't stand it anymore. Quickly put away your lewd appearance."

Hearing the little boy's words, Su Muchen couldn't help but chuckle.

"Miracle doctor, then this..."

"Alright, all you want is for me to teach you some medical skills, that's fine with me."

Su Muchen had also considered this carefully. A hundred years ago, "Tianmen" was incredibly glorious, with many disciples. However, after that war to defend the country, almost all of "Tianmen's" disciples were killed or wounded.

Since his master's master, who was also Su Muchen's grandmaster, the "Heavenly Gate" had been passed down to only one lineage. When Su Muchen left the secret realm, he decided to find a way to make the "Heavenly Gate" flourish again.

Although the old man in front of us is quite old and not very suitable to become a disciple of "Tianmen", don't forget that he has an extraordinary background and, given his many years of medical experience, he must have many disciples and followers.

Su Muchen wants to carry forward the "Heavenly Gate," and he will definitely need more people in the medical field. This old man is the best candidate to take on this responsibility.

"Miracle doctor, are you serious? You're really willing to teach this old man your medical skills? Wow..."

Upon hearing that Su Muchen was finally willing to teach him medical skills, Shen Beishan was so excited that he even made the signature gesture of a young man.

"Don't be too happy yet. I can teach you some lost medical skills. Whether you can learn them or not will depend on your comprehension."

"The old man naturally understands. My esteemed teacher, please accept my bow!"

As Shen Beishan was speaking, he prepared to kneel down, but fortunately Su Muchen reacted quickly and used his inner energy to stop him, preventing the old man from kneeling down.

"this……"

If Shen Beishan admired Su Muchen's medical skills before, that was understandable, but Su Muchen's move now shocked Shen Beishan.

As a renowned traditional Chinese medicine practitioner, Shen Beishan naturally came into frequent contact with martial arts practitioners. It was precisely because of his understanding of martial arts practitioners that he was shocked by Su Muchen's methods.

Su Muchen's move was beyond what ordinary martial artists could do. It was no longer a method used by ordinary martial artists to assist with internal energy; it was Qi manipulation, which meant releasing the internal energy out of the body and controlling it remotely according to one's own will—a skill comparable to that of a god.

This method of controlling qi can only be used by those at the Martial Emperor level. In other words, this young man in front of us has already reached a level of strength no less than that of a Martial Emperor at such a young age. This is too frightening. If the martial arts world knew about this, he would be captured and used as a guinea pig for research.

"Old man, what are you doing? Why did you suddenly kneel down when we were talking?"

Su Muchen dared not accept the old man's kneeling. To have an old man with one foot in the grave kneel before a callow youth like himself would surely shorten his lifespan.

"Master, there is no end to learning, and those who are accomplished are the best. Your willingness to impart medical skills to your disciple is equivalent to being your master. It is only natural for your disciple to kneel and pay homage to you."

"Alright, stop with that. It won't work on me. Besides, I'm teaching you medicine so you can better benefit society."

"My esteemed teacher's righteousness is truly admirable!"