Republic of China Era: Entering the Dao through Divine Strike.

Cheng Feiyan smiled and whispered, her eyelids drooping.

For a moment, she felt drowsy, as if her blood and qi had stopped fluctuating.

My thoughts were like soaking in lukewarm water, languid and motionless.

Even when Li Xin placed her on the bed, she didn't react in time.

This feeling of complete stillness and lack of vitality caused her a slight worry.

I thought to myself, if things continue like this, it might not be long before I have to go see my great-grandmother.

My junior brother's words of comfort were very nice.

But no matter how beautiful it sounds, it can't heal a fatal wound.

The burly man with the crew cut kicked with such force that the force hit his Tanzhong acupoint, and his sternum, heart, lungs, and other internal organs were all severely injured.

Even if she doesn't know much about medicine, she still has some understanding of her own physical condition.

She estimated that her body's meridians and blood vessels were likely broken and disordered, and several internal organs were also damaged and bleeding...

Even if the imperial physicians were to treat this kind of injury, there was a high chance they wouldn't be able to save him.

"Yes, fate, luck, and feng shui are the three most important factors. I've noticed that my senior sister has been having bad luck lately and is being targeted by petty people."

"So, I'll draw two talismans to bring my senior sister some good luck."

Li Xin wrote with flowing strokes, cracking jokes as he tried to cheer up his senior sister and ease her gloomy mood.

In my mind, a trace of faith emerges, and seeing that the cinnabar at the tip of the brush can still bear power, another trace is drawn out.

A total of 0.2 units of trust converge at the tip of the pen...

The cinnabar faintly revealed a bright silver glow, its shimmering light floating, as thick as mercury.

The pen in my hand seemed to have become heavy.

When wielding the brush, there was an added sense of heaviness and stagnation.

"The 0.2 confidence level has reached the limit of my ability to control this [raw character]."

If you inject more power, you lose control; it either explodes or tears the paper.

Under Li Xin's spiritual perception, he could see everything clearly from a psychic perspective.

Upon discovering that the characters I drew were scattered and their power was difficult to control.

Therefore, no more faith power was added.

He simply tried to steady his breathing, inhaling and exhaling, his five fingers rising and falling with the flow, and his brushstrokes were as smooth as flowing water.

This time, a complete [character picture] was drawn in ten minutes.

I sensed a power fluctuation within the runes that was twice as strong.

Li Xin nodded in satisfaction.

The vitality emanating from the talisman could even slightly alleviate eye fatigue when one's gaze fell upon it.

"Senior sister, go to sleep if you want to, don't force yourself. I'll feed you the medicine when it's ready."

"I won't sleep."

This time, Cheng Feiyan seemed rather stubborn.

She just stared blankly at Li Xin's talisman-drawing movements, her eyes soft.

"Fine, if you don't want to sleep, then don't. I wonder if Master will be furious if he finds out about your current situation?"

"No, Father, despite your fiery temper, you are actually very soft-hearted."

I've done a lot of terrible things growing up, but my father has never even hit me with a ruler.

My mother's health was very poor after giving birth. She passed away before I could remember anything, and I don't even know what she looked like.

But in my heart, my father is my mother, and my mother is my father. He is the best person in the world.

"Junior brother, if you save me, he won't blame you; on the contrary, he'll be very happy."

"Junior brother."

At this point, Cheng Feiyan perked up slightly and said earnestly, "You are a good junior brother."

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Chapter 101 Stability, Improvement

Cheng Feiyan probably thought she was about to die.

I want to say everything I never had the chance to say in my life.

As she rambled on and on, her eyelids began to droop, and her voice became intermittent.

Until Zhuang Hongxiu brought in a bowl of dark, murky medicinal soup.

She finally calmed down.

Li Xin has already drawn two [characters].

Pick up a card, set it on fire, and it turns to ashes...

Only when I saw the silver light scattering into the calming soup did I feel relieved.

He helped Cheng Feiyan sit up and fed her the medicine.

Sitting by the bed for a while, he sensed that the life force within Cheng Feiyan's body was slowly but steadily growing stronger.

That weak aura was gradually dissipating.

My breathing also became more stable.

After falling asleep, it even started snoring softly.

Even though the Seven Stars Locked Fate technique had suppressed the color, a trace of blood still quietly appeared on her cheeks.

"We're out of danger."

Li Xin let out a long sigh of relief.

He could hear the subtle sounds of bones and internal organs being repaired, and he could also sense the meridians being reconnected.

Qi converges, and primordial energy is generated...

The only downside is that the repair process doesn't seem to be very quick.

Li Xin then understood that the effect of his spiritual power in creating the "Life Character" on himself was somewhat different from its effect on others.

When used on oneself, it absorbs life force and spreads throughout the body in just a breath, repairing injuries extremely quickly.

However, it was much slower when applied to Cheng Feiyan.

Of course, this slowness is only relative to regular herbal decoctions.

Actually, it will be very soon.

Every breath strengthens life.

Every moment that passes strengthens the body and helps injuries heal.

From a medical perspective, it is actually a miracle.

"No wonder, even in my previous life, the art of incantation medicine was often regarded as superstition. People thought that its methods of healing and saving lives were like shamanistic rituals and were completely unscientific."

If Li Xin hadn't seen it with his own eyes and tried it himself, he would have thought it was very unscientific.

Whether it's scientific or not, let's not worry about that for now.

Existence implies its own justification.

The methods our ancestors used for healing and saving lives in ancient times may have originated from a different system; as long as they worked, that was fine.

There is absolutely no need to delve into its underlying logic.

"Fell asleep?"

A deep voice slowly rose.

Suddenly, a person stood quietly in the room, his gaze fixed on Cheng Feiyan's face, filled with sorrow and self-reproach...

Li Xin nodded: "She's asleep."

He turned around and bowed to his master, Cheng Yuanhua.

The master has been here for quite some time now. He had been standing with his back to the window, quietly listening to his daughter speak without making a sound.

There were still wet streaks at the corners of his eyes, and his pupils were bloodshot.

Although his expression remained calm, Li Xin's keen senses allowed him to perceive the raging fire burning within his master's heart.

Can it be cured?

"can."

Li Xin said it with absolute certainty.

"At most five doses of medicine, and within three days, my senior sister will recover."

Furthermore, one's muscles and bones will become stronger, and one's qi and blood will also improve slightly.

"Hoo..."

Cheng Yuanhua reached out and gently patted Li Xin's shoulder, softening the tense lines of his face.

A smile gradually appeared on his lips: "Whether she's strong or not doesn't really matter. Although the girl seems very competitive, she's actually not that obsessed with her kung fu."

Over the years, she practiced martial arts as well as others.

In her life, Baguaquan was not a skill for killing enemies or protecting her life, but a habit.

She actually loved needlework more…

Li Xin was speechless.

He seemed to have a delusion that his master was proud, proud that he understood his daughter better than his newly accepted disciple.

Isn't this just common sense?

"My senior sister's condition has stabilized. I'll take her back once she wakes up."

"No need. Since she's sleeping soundly here, it's not appropriate to move her around."

Once she wakes up, just tell her that you were here.

Cheng Yuanhua didn't care at all and waved his hand.

His gaze swept over the [生字] on the desk, and he understood immediately.

He sighed deeply and said, "Xin'er, you're very good, better than I imagined. Thanks to you, things at the Sakura Club were all resolved."

After saying this, Cheng Yuanhua didn't say anything more, turned around and walked out of the room.

With a slight flicker, he disappeared into the courtyard.

Zhuang Hongxiu, Li Xiaowan, and the others didn't notice when he arrived, nor when he left.

They didn't even know that there had just been an extra person in Li Xin's room.

A wisp of golden light, like smoke or mist, drifted slowly from the direction of the west courtyard and entered Li Xin's mind.

Li Xin could even sense the meaning of [trust] and [entrustment] within this golden power.

“Even my master has contributed his faith to me.”

Li Xin was first taken aback, then overjoyed.

Having awakened his innate wisdom for so long, he has encountered many people and events.

However, those who can provide golden faith power are still extremely rare, like phoenix feathers and unicorn horns.

He tested it.

Not everyone you save will feel grateful.

Even if there is gratitude, that emotion is not necessarily strong enough to generate faith.

A sincere and simple sense of profound gratitude can only arise when hope is seen in despair and the mind is elevated.