Chapter 53: Chapter 53

"Miracle Doctor Zhang, what should we do? I beg you, no matter the cost, no matter the price, as long as you can save Tianle, just say the word!" Guan Qingxue’s usually cold face was filled with urgency as she spoke.

"You need not worry! Since I have already promised you, I will certainly cure him! The matter at hand is no longer related to medical skills, and your presence here might actually be inconvenient. It would be better if you waited outside!" Zhang Xiaohao said calmly.

"Yes!" Guan Qingxue, her face still cold, responded firmly.

She and Divine Doctor Mo turned and walked out.

After they left, Zhang Xiaohao did not rush to cast spells. Instead, he locked the door from inside, pulled down the curtains, and turned on the room’s lights.

With everything ready, Zhang Xiaohao stood in front of Guan Tianle, calmly looking at him.

He gently raised his palm, shook his head slightly, his eyes filled with a hint of reminiscence—he hadn’t thought that, after returning to the modern city, he would never again have to bite his forefinger to use that darned Three Pure Daoist Skill!

But unexpectedly, today it had become necessary once more.

The Three Pure Daoist Skill was one of the two great scriptures that Master Old Ghost had taught Zhang Xiaohao.

The other scripture was none other than Shennong Battle Sky Technique, which included the Shennong Medical Scripture.

According to Master Old Ghost, the world is not as simple as it appears on the surface. Unknown to most, beyond ancient martial cultivators, there lay numerous demons and ghosts hidden!

To prevent covert attacks by some malevolent cultivators, he had passed down the Three Pure Daoist Skill!

The Three Pure Daoist Skill encompasses everything—it integrates various marginal practices and the principles of the Eight Diagrams. Strictly speaking, it is not just a cultivation manual but a form of Taoist Skill—a very pure ancient Taoist Skill!

Moreover, it complements the Shennong Battle Sky Technique. The higher one’s cultivation level, the more powerful the Taoist Skill of the Three Pure Daoist Skill when deployed!

With a flash in his eyes, Zhang Xiaohao quickly activated the Three Pure Daoist Skill, bit his forefinger, and squeezed out a drop of blood.

Strangely, the blood drop floated in the air on its own, without any external force.

With his left hand, he swiftly drew a Formation in the air in one breath and slapped it lightning-fast into Guan Tianle’s head.

Then, Zhang Xiaohao brought his hands together, fingers rapidly shifting, deftly casting spell after spell. A mirror, completely formed from nature’s spiritual energy, appeared before him.

Looking at the "mirror" before him, Zhang Xiaohao’s eyes sparkled even more as he roared, "Reflections arise from the heart! You and I are one! You are me, and I am you, reincarnate through this body!"

As his words fell, Zhang Xiaohao’s right forefinger sharply pointed forward, and a black and white Taiji pattern of the Yin Yang Fish, wrapping around the floating drop of blood.

It spun dizzily in the air and lightning-fast entered Guan Tianle’s soul.

A miraculous scene unfolded—as Zhang Xiaohao’s blood entered Guan Tianle’s soul, the previously empty mirror suddenly revealed an image of a luxurious palace.

In a richly decorated palace located to the north, a position considered a vital spot by masters of metaphysics—

There stood a black incense table. Thıs content belongs to 𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡•𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮•𝕟𝕖𝕥

On the table, there was a bowl of black dog’s blood, three sticks of Yin Yang Incense, and an ancient bronze platform.

On the platform, a straw effigy was tied up, dressed in a Qing Dynasty official’s robe. Around the effigy, more than a dozen merciless and malevolent black silver needles were fiercely inserted into several major acupoints.

At that moment, the straw effigy, which had been lying quietly on the high platform, suddenly opened its eyes in a bizarre manner.

Even more exaggerated was the fact that the effigy’s cold eyes glanced disdainfully at the black needles piercing its body, showing a hint of scorn!

Then, the effigy actually stretched out its straw-made hand and strenuously pulled out the first needle.

As the first black needle came off, the pressure on the effigy seemed to lessen a bit, and following the same process, it took a full two minutes to remove all the remaining dozens of needles from its body!

After it had done all this, the straw effigy exaggeratedly stood up from the platform, shook its head very human-like, moved its body, and said, "I knew it was these unclean things! Otherwise, how could a young and strong soul be suppressed! It’s just your bad luck to have encountered me, Brother Hao!"

Having said that, the straw man actually jumped down from the altar.

At the same time, he raised his palm towards the black altar, and suddenly, with the force of thunder, struck it with his seemingly fragile straw palm.

Just one palm stroke turned the entire black altar into ruins without leaving a trace of debris.

Having disposed of the black altar, the straw man did not disperse immediately, instead coldly scanning the enormous palace before him.

Then, he lifted his foot and swaggered outside.

The tightly closed doors were violently kicked into ruins by the straw man.

"Ah! Who dares wreak havoc in the Guan family’s residence! You’re looking for death!" The two guards stationed at the door, seeing the "sacred" door being kicked open from inside, shouted coldly, gripping their specially made sharp spears, and took up a defensive posture.

"Hey! Where’s the person? Why can’t we see them?" The two scanned around but didn’t find the "enemy".

"Are you looking for me?" the straw man raised his head and coldly said.

"Ah! How is that possible?" Hearing the straw man actually speak, the two guards exclaimed in disbelief.

"Tell me, where is the owner of this house? If you dare to hide anything, I will kill you!" Zhang Xiaohao said coldly.

"Hmph! Playing tricks, die!" The two guards growled and, clutching the spears gleaming with a cold light, charged at Zhang Xiaohao.

"Want to die? I’ll grant your wish!" Zhang Xiaohao scoffed, and though he was only resurrected in a borrowed body, his actions were not diminished.

With a slight step, he leaped up into the air, his right foot fiercely kicking out, carrying a huge gust, and ruthlessly killed the two guards rushing towards him with one kick!

Two heads flew into the air and dropped to the ground rolling.

Having dealt with them, Zhang Xiaohao coldly glanced at the enormous courtyard in front of him and muttered, "The Guan family? Heh heh... Blame your bad luck for encountering Brother Hao!"

Having said this, Zhang Xiaohao didn’t hurry to search for the person who had cast the curse but his dry straw hands, very human-like, began to form seals, and he growled, "Nature’s infinite power, Qiankun Borrowing Technique, Flame Technique!"

As his words fell, one straw hand fiercely slapped forward, and a bright red fireball flew from his palm, striking the palace like lightning.

Then, Zhang Xiaohao tapped his foot and leaped atop the palace, crossed his legs and sat down, quietly waiting for the caster to arrive.