"Hi, Xiao Yi, my boy, didn’t I tell you when you co to , you needn’t bring anything? Why prepare a gift at all? Moreover, I lack nothing. I’m just happy you could co. Ah, you... What am I to say about you! Alright, Xiao Yi, stop digging in your pocket!"
Elder An, realizing that Xiao Yi had gone to prepare a gift, suddenly felt a flash of understanding, but imdiately he began to worry, reaching out to stop Xiao Yi, who was still reaching into his coat pocket to fetch the gift, while lovingly chiding him.
"Grandpa An, I was rushed for ti and didn’t prepare any grand gift. These two life-extending pills are sothing I made hastily. They’re not considered top-tier spirit pills, but their effects for detoxifying, beautifying, and extending life are still sowhat significant."
Xiao Yi, ignoring Elder An’s attempts to stop him, took out the two prepared dicinal pills from his coat pocket and handed them over to Elder An with a smile.
"Ah?"
Elder An hadn’t expected Xiao Yi’s gift to be this and was montarily stunned, staring at the two ordinary little boxes in Xiao Yi’s hands, unable to react for quite so ti.
After a while, he regained his composure with a look of surprise and asked Xiao Yi, pointing at the boxes in his hand, "Xiao Yi, you’re saying, you made these yourself?"
"Yes, I was really pressed for ti, and I couldn’t find all the necessary herbs, so I had to use so substitutes. The effects are sowhat inferior compared to the original, I hope Grandpa An won’t mind."
Xiao Yi said, sowhat embarrassed.
"Xiao Yi, I appreciate your sentint, but such a valuable gift, I truly cannot accept."
Seeing Xiao Yi’s expression, which did not seem feigned, Elder An was once again amazed. Knowing Xiao Yi well and trusting his intuition about him, he believed Xiao Yi would definitely not bring so haphazard dicinal pills just to bluff him.
He said these pills could extend life and detoxify and beautify, and he was certain they delivered these effects, not like those multitudinous health products out there—just a bottle of honey water daring enough to advertise itself as life-prolonging syrup, and promoted everywhere as a panacea able to cure every disease, even cancer.
He knew Xiao Yi’s dical skills were quite proficient, having demonstrated his profound knowledge of Chinese dicine during their conversations. As for his acupuncture technique, there was no need to ntion it, having witnessed Xiao Yi perform it the previous two tis they t—it practically deserved a divine accolade. Yet, he still hadn’t expected Xiao Yi to possess such a deep reserve that he could casually produce life-extending pills!
He hurriedly waved his hands repeatedly, solemnly refusing Xiao Yi.
While life-extending pills have appeared frequently in the pharmaceutical market over the years, he himself, being a practitioner of Chinese dicine, knew very well that those were just a play on words—none truly worked!
Because achieving such effects genuinely wasn’t easy. To truly achieve such functions would be incredibly difficult—at least, he, regarded by countless as a divine doctor, definitely did not possess such capability.
Of course, he also knew that Xiao Yi could not have concocted them on his own; Xiao Yi must have had a specific formula that enabled him to create them.
Yet precisely because of this, he was even more astonished. He unquestionably believed that ancient prescriptions existed and entertained the increasingly deep conviction that, with his years of in-depth research and understanding of Chinese dicine, perhaps ancient Chinese dicine had redies for what modern humanity considered insurmountable and unknowable diseases, including cancer and various other common chronic diseases. The thods might just be lost or held only by reclusive individuals.
His belief was not unfounded; as his research material grew, he increasingly felt that many ancient records of longevity were indeed truthful. Since they were truthful, they must have had ways to overco the inevitable diseases that plague the human condition, such as various cancers and common, frequently occurring chronic diseases.
Moreover, in ancient tis of Xuanwu Country, nurous plagues and disasters occurred that killed terrifying numbers of people; however, the ancient Xuanwu had always managed these exceptionally well. Often, the disappearance of such calamities was shrouded in mystery and dubious historical accounts.
These mysteries, previously re suspicions, had solidified for him recently when, at the provincial Traditional Chinese dicine hospital’s old book storage, he was reviewing an obscure ancient dical book and stumbled upon a record that deeply affird his beliefs.
The record simply contained a single line, not divulging much, but for Elder An, the impact was imnsely profound!
"Five Divine Thoughts—dicine King Valley’s Sun Yu."
This was the entirety of the recorded script, all the characters were written in authentic traditional ancient script. Even though the handwriting was slightly rushed, likely written in haste, the writer’s cultivation power was still evident.
Elder An didn’t understand the aning of the ’five divine thoughts’ ntioned above, he went through the ancient dical texts from beginning to end, scrutinized them carefully, yet found nothing that could be linked to these three words.
What shocked Elder An were not these three inscrutable words, but the words that followed. From these characters, he could vaguely sense that this person nad Sun Yu was extrely proud. Only a proud person would, spur of the mont, write three words and then sign their own na and date. They believed from the bottom of their hearts that they were significant individuals, regardless of whether the outside world thought so!
However, Elder An had never heard this na before!
In the history of dicine, especially among the divine doctors, he had specifically searched thoroughly and found no one nad Sun Yu, not even any famous person nad Sun Yu that could be linked to the signed na!
After a thorough investigation, he finally confird what he had vaguely guessed before, that there actually are so hidden world dical families, remarkably extraordinary, so of which had been passed down for over a thousand years. These families held the most original and most precious knowledge and materials of Chinese dicine, with a strict system for cultivating and passing down their legacy. These kinds of families were the true places where divine doctors were trained. The dical skills there were truly exceptional, to the extent that what they considered divine doctors might not be noteworthy at all in the eyes of such families.
They did not know why they chose not to appear in public view, remaining hidden except during critical monts, during national disasters, subtly intervening to maintain the nation’s resilience.
This Sun Yu from dicine King Valley must belong to such a mysterious hidden sect or family, inheriting from dicine King Valley!
However, these matters, he had never discussed with anyone; he was very clear that knowing these things definitely wasn’t sothing positive. If those hidden world families chose to conceal their existence for unknown reasons, but had hidden themselves, they definitely did not want others to know. Speaking about these matters to others, whether or not others believed was one thing; he could potentially create a disaster just by talking.
Could it be, Xiao Yi was actually a descendant of those hidden world families?
Was this generation out on a journey to gain experience?
Yes, it must be so!
This thought suddenly jolted Divine Doctor An’s mind. On their first eting, Xiao Yi had told him that he had learned dicine from an elder in his family, who was a village doctor, so he had naturally always assud that Xiao Yi was just an ordinary rural child, but now he felt an enlightening clarity, realizing he had been wrong all along!
He had completely misunderstood Xiao Yi’s intention. Xiao Yi’s phrase, ’learned from a family elder,’ was not intended to deceive him, yet he didn’t want to elaborate more—how could it not be family taught in a hidden world family across generations?
Being a village doctor simply ant that they were living secluded in a small village!
The more he thought about it, the more certain Elder An beca, only this could explain many things—how could Xiao Yi, so young, possess such high-level dical skills, and moreover, casually produce Life-Extending Pills.
If not for those hidden world families, where would such generosity co from?
Thinking this way, his heart, while growing even more astounded by Xiao Yi’s temperant, also unwittingly developed a hint of awe towards Xiao Yi.
"Grandpa An, please take it. It was a rushed visit the first ti; I didn’t have any good gifts prepared, so I just made these two pills on the spot. Although they aren’t anything too costly, they still have so effects, and these two life-enhancing pills, specially made for you, if you don’t accept them, I can only throw them away," he said.
Xiao Yi hadn’t expected Elder An to refuse. Seeing Elder An’s grave series of gestures indicating refusal, he knew Elder An ant his sincere belief that the gift was too precious and it wasn’t due to distrust. Xiao Yi felt both moved and genuinely looked at Elder An.
When he had been making the pills originally, he hadn’t thought about whether others would believe in them. It was only when Elder An refused that he suddenly rembered this issue—a man in his early twenties, giving away two dicinal pills, claiming they could extend life, the potential consequences were clear...
Of course, he hadn’t planned to casually give these things away. Although the pills were not the original version, their efficacy was evident and their value undeniable. Extending life by three to four years might not an much to him, but to many people in the world, their value was unquestionable. In the world, is there anything more precious, more valuable than life, than ti?
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