Zhang Caifeng did not like her martial uncle, Zhang Daolan. She felt that Zhang Daolan reeked of money and would do anything to amass wealth.
Another reason for her dislike of Zhang Daolan was his only son, Zhang Zhenqi. This young man constantly boasted about being the cream of the crop among the younger generation of Longhu Mountain.
In reality, while Zhang Zhenqi's talent was decent, it was only when compared to ordinary disciples. The reason his progress outpaced other disciples was that he received abundant cultivation resources from his father.
This Zhang Zhenqi was also one of Zhang Caifeng's ardent pursuers.
Zhang Daolan had been trying to matchmake Zhang Caifeng with his son. Despite Zhang Caifeng's exceptional abilities, no woman had ever become the sect leader in Longhu Mountain's thousand-year history.
If his son, Zhang Zhenqi, were to marry Zhang Caifeng, then Zhang Zhenqi would have a very high chance of becoming the future sect leader of Longhu Mountain. It could be said that Zhang Daolan had devised a brilliant plan.
However, he never expected that Zhang Caifeng not only had no affection for Zhang Zhenqi but also felt a hint of disgust towards him.
This time, when Zhang Caifeng returned to the mountain and announced to everyone that she had a boyfriend, Zhang Daolan's expression became extremely displeased.
Now, Zhang Daoyun was severely injured and on the brink of death. If he died, Zhang Daolan might take over the position of sect leader. Once he ascended, he would have control over the future lineage of the entire Longhu Mountain.
Zhang Daolan smiled at Zhang Caifeng.
"My dear niece, I know you are very concerned about your father and cannot face this reality. However, there are many things in life, birth, aging, sickness, and death, that we must eventually confront.
Moreover, you say you've found a divine doctor. If you ask me, haven't you been deceived?
Although the medical arts of our Longhu Mountain are not particularly famous, when it comes to treating corpse poison, our experience and skill are unmatched in all of China, and even the entire world.
Especially your grand-uncle, Zhang Sanqi, is an expert in this field! If even he cannot cure your father's injuries, then any other doctor will be useless.
I suggest you don't act rashly. Your father is currently desperately circulating his energy to resist the invasion of the corpse poison. If an outsider were to treat him and fail, potentially worsening his condition, then..."
"Uncle, I know what I'm doing. The doctor I've found is certainly not a charlatan."
At this moment, the gazes of several Taoist priests in the room all focused on Ling Tian. When they saw the young Ling Tian, their expressions turned somewhat grim.
"Caifeng, is this the divine doctor you've found? How old is he? How much clinical experience does he have? Would you dare to entrust your father's treatment to such a doctor? You are truly filial!" Zhang Daolan said sarcastically.
"That's right, Caifeng. Such a young fellow, how many days of clinical experience does he have? He probably doesn't even know what corpse poison is."
Zhang Daolan, with a grim expression, turned to Ling Tian.
"Boy, do you know where you are? This is Longhu Mountain!
Who gave you the courage to come here and swindle people!
I don't care what tricks or means you used to deceive Caifeng, I hope you disappear from here immediately, otherwise, you might disappear from the world forever!"
Facing Zhang Daolan's threat, Ling Tian smiled without speaking, but Zhang Caifeng immediately stepped forward to stand in front of Ling Tian.
"Uncle, what do you mean by that? Are you questioning me?"
"Caifeng, although you are very capable, you lack experience. People's hearts are hard to fathom.
Your father is afflicted with corpse poison, not a common illness. Look at this so-called doctor, he hasn't even grown a full beard. What can he use to treat your father?"
Zhang Caifeng's expression turned even more displeased, but she managed to calm herself.
"Grand-uncle, allow me to introduce. This is my fiancé, Ling Tian!
Although Ling Tian is young, he is absolutely qualified and capable of treating my father!
Ling Tian is an imperial physician, a member of the Health Bureau, and the youngest specially appointed expert of the Health Bureau!
Furthermore, Ling Tian is also a descendant of the lineage of the Medical Saint! Do you think he is qualified to treat my father!"
As Caifeng spoke, everyone was stunned. This young man was actually from the lineage of the Medical Saint!
In the martial world, the lineage of the Medical Saint was an absolute legend! No matter how severely injured or ill one was, encountering them meant even Yama would have to show leniency.
However, at this moment, Zhang Daolan looked at Ling Tian with a hint of resentment. It was this very person who had snatched Zhang Caifeng away from his son. Although he had never considered that Zhang Caifeng had never taken a liking to Zhang Zhenqi!
"Very well, young man. Since you are from the lineage of the Medical Saint, there's no need for further discussion. Saving a life is like putting out a fire. Please, quickly examine our sect leader." Zhang Sanqi said.
With the elders of the sect speaking, Zhang Daolan, despite his hundredfold reluctance, had to endure it.
Ling Tian stepped forward, pretended to conduct an examination, and then stood up, relaying the results of his examination using his Heavenly Eye divine ability to Zhang Sanqi and the others.
Zhang Sanqi and the others were greatly shocked because Ling Tian's diagnosis was not significantly different from their own, and Ling Tian's diagnosis was even more detailed.
"Good, Doctor Ling Tian, we entrust him to you!"
"Please rest assured, Master Zhang is Caifeng's father, and I will do my utmost!"
"Where do you plan to start?"
"Naturally, I will suppress the toxicity first to gain time for subsequent treatment!"
After speaking, Ling Tian reached into his robes and took out a needle bag.
In reality, this was merely a diversion. The silver needles were kept by Ling Tian in his Spirit Mirror space.
Ling Tian walked forward and tore open Zhang Daoyun's clothes. The onlookers saw that Zhang Daoyun's skin had turned a bluish-gray, resembling the color of a corpse.
Beneath his skin, patches of bruising had appeared, looking somewhat like livor mortis.
With a swift movement, Ling Tian's needles found their mark. In the blink of an eye, thirteen silver needles were inserted into Zhang Daoyun's chest.
The onlookers felt a chill run down their spines because the spots where Ling Tian had inserted the needles were precisely around Zhang Daoyun's heart.
More accurately, the acupuncture points Ling Tian chose were in a circle around Zhang Daoyun's heart.
Many of the needles were inserted almost grazing the heart. If they had been a millimeter off, Master Zhang would have met his end.
Following that, Ling Tian moved his hands, continuously rotating the needles. Simultaneously, fire-attribute true essence entered Zhang Daoyun's body through these needles.
Ling Tian noticed the worry in Zhang Caifeng's eyes and smiled, explaining to her.
"Caifeng, don't worry. I am going to remove the toxins near the heart meridian first!"