Chapter Fifteen: The Outer Canon of the Yellow Emperor

“What extraordinary skill, truly extraordinary! I never imagined that in my lifetime, I would witness such a miracle with my own eyes. Master Yan, you are indeed worthy of your reputation!”

“Just witnessing today’s event is a lesson that will benefit me for life! If one day I could reach Master’s level, I would die without regret!”

Yuan Hongyu watched as the perplexing illness, which he himself had been utterly powerless against, was effortlessly resolved in Yan Yuanqing’s hands. His eyes brimmed with admiration for Yan Yuanqing.

As for Fan Yongfeng beside him, his heart was filled with immense relief. Fortunately, he had made the decision in time to change his attitude toward Yan Yuanqing.

Otherwise, had he missed such a healer, his daughter would truly have been in danger.

At last, all the dark plum blossom marks on Fan Qing’er’s body disappeared, her skin regained its healthy glow and elasticity, and even her previously pale and bloodless face and lips began to visibly recover.

Yan Yuanqing tucked the quilt around Fan Qing’er, exhaling deeply.

He placed his palms downward, took a deep breath, and let the energy within him flow smoothly once more.

The Divine Needle of Taiyi, which had been in Yan Yuanqing’s grasp, slowly vanished into the air.

“Congratulations, Master!”

“This Divine Needle of Taiyi truly lives up to its name—it is the supreme tool of acupuncture!”

Seeing Yan Yuanqing finish his work, Yuan Hongyu immediately stepped forward to offer his congratulations.

Yan Yuanqing waved his hand, his brows relaxed with a casual serenity, displaying the bearing of a true master, which only deepened Yuan Hongyu’s reverence.

“It was a mere effort. However, without the Divine Needle of Taiyi, I fear even I could not have cured Miss Fan’s illness.”

“Master Yan, words cannot express my gratitude!”

“The reward we discussed earlier, the Fan family will pay you in full, not a coin less!”

Fan Yongfeng had now completely set aside his authoritative airs, even beginning to fawn over Yan Yuanqing.

With such a miracle-working physician before him, if he didn’t seize the moment to curry favor, would he wait until he was ill and beyond help to seek his acquaintance?

But soon, Fan Yongfeng found himself embarrassed.

Yan Yuanqing had already closed his eyes slightly, paying him no heed at all.

“This…”

Yuan Hongyu felt secondhand embarrassment for Lord Fan, but he had no standing to criticize his master’s behavior, so he could only try to comfort Fan Yongfeng with his gaze.

At that moment, Yan Yuanqing was not intentionally slighting Fan Yongfeng.

It was because a golden stream of light had appeared in Yan Yuanqing’s mind, though he knew not when.

“The External Canon of the Yellow Emperor, personally written by the ancient Emperor Xuanyuan himself, collecting the finest writings from scholars across the realm, refining their essence, discarding the dross, and compiled over more than thirty years!”

The brief introduction instantly immersed Yan Yuanqing in this long-lost medical tome.

The book widely known and passed down to this day is called The Internal Canon of the Yellow Emperor.

People often assume there is no External Canon.

Thus, the External Canon of the Yellow Emperor is scarcely known.

In fact, it is the External Canon that was truly authored by the Yellow Emperor, its contents vast as the sea and every word a gem—a divine book!

“It’s the External Canon of the Yellow Emperor! With this book, is there any illness under heaven that I, Yan Yuanqing, cannot conquer?”

“If I had obtained this book sooner, a mere case of necrotic blood would have been cured in an instant!”

Yan Yuanqing rejoiced inwardly, though he betrayed no outward sign.

He was unaware that Fan Yongfeng was growing increasingly desperate.

Why was Yan Yuanqing, after curing someone, acting as though he had fallen asleep, ignoring him completely?

Could he still be angry over his earlier behavior?

“Master Yuan, please help me persuade Master Yan. I was wrong before—I shouldn’t have spoken to him that way!”

Yuan Hongyu spread his hands helplessly.

“Lord Fan, there’s nothing I can do either. I think we should wait a little while. Master may simply be exhausted after treating your precious daughter and needs a moment to rest.”