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Before Qian Dajin could react, his hand was gone. He stared at Du Ge, feeling as if a stampede of ten thousand grass-mud horses was thundering through his heart.

Is this what you call ‘everyone for me, and I for everyone’?

Is this kindness?

Are we not treating each other as humans anymore? We’re all family here, a heads-up would have been nice, and it’s not like I wouldn’t have given it to you!

Damn it, I’m right-handed!

The lead guard disciple, holding the severed hand, was also dumbfounded.

Then, after examining the hand in his grasp and comparing it to Qian Dajin’s wrist, he turned to Du Ge with a solemn expression and fervent eyes, bowing with his fists clasped: “Sir, your medical skills are truly remarkable! May I ask for your esteemed name and who you studied under?”

“You flatter me.” Du Ge returned the gesture, “My name is Wang Chong, a disciple of Guan Kezheng from Qixing Mountain.”

“Qixing Mountain?”

The guard disciple frowned slightly, glancing at his fellow disciples with an inquiring look.

Everyone shook their heads, clearly unfamiliar with the name, but this did not prevent them from respecting the medical skills.

In an instant, to be able to deftly remove someone’s hand with bare hands, such a technique was nearly magical. If they could bring this person’s medical skills into the Medical Immortal Sect, it would surely propel the sect’s medical expertise forward by leaps and bounds.

The guard disciple stepped aside to open the mountain gate, saying respectfully: “Sir, please follow me.”

“Little master, please.” Du Ge was the picture of courtesy, “May I know your esteemed name?”

“No need for formality, my name is Sun He.” The guard disciple stopped in his tracks and once again clasped his fists, “Sir, I will take you to meet our Sect Leader, who is an expert in surgery…”

Before he could finish, he was interrupted by someone nearby: “Sun He, have you no shame? Your master clearly specializes in elixirs, my master is the one proficient in surgery.”

“Your master clearly focuses on decoctions.” Another person interrupted, “Sir, don’t listen to them, come with me, my master is known as the Saint of Surgery.”

“Your master is clearly the Saint of Gynecology…”

Before long, several guard disciples had fallen into an argument over Du Ge.

“Why can’t we exchange knowledge together?” Du Ge kindly suggested.

“Mr. Wang’s words are wise.”

The guard disciples were stunned for a moment, some holding arms, others carrying legs, and they took off as if flying.

Xu Heming and the others were dumbstruck, watching as their body parts were carried away, wanting to call them back but not knowing how to speak.

Although they often nourished the severed limbs with spiritual energy, they had been left out too long, and the weather was hot. If they rotted and could not be reattached, they would be the unlucky ones…

Throughout it all, the disciples of the Medical Immortal Sect never cared why Qixing Gate had removed the Dean of the Supervisory Institute’s hand, nor why the two sides were still able to coexist peacefully. Their attention was completely captured by Du Ge’s exquisite medical technique.

“Sect Leader, nothing will go wrong, right?” The Dean swallowed, looking blankly at Du Ge.

“What could possibly go wrong? They’re just a bunch of medical fanatics.” Du Ge chuckled, “Rest easy, I’ve got this.”

I’ve got this?

Easy for you to say.

The Dean’s heart was filled with bitterness. After all, it wasn’t your arm that was removed. If the Medical Immortal Sect sought retribution, who would they turn to for reattachment?

He shook his head, thinking that serving this master was too difficult…

Shortly after, several sword-riding cultivators came whizzing in. The limbs previously taken by their disciples were now in their hands.

Their faces were also filled with fervor. Before they even approached, their voices carried over: “Which one of you is Mr. Wang?”

“I am the humble Wang Chong, honored to meet you all.” Du Ge stepped forward, clasping his fists in greeting, his eyes shining with excitement. All of them were at the Golden Elixir stage, what an outstanding medical team!

The cultivators of the Medical Immortal Sect landed and returned the greeting, with the leader sizing up Wang Chong and shaking his head: “There is no order in learning; the master is the one who achieves. Mr. Wang, your modesty shames us.”

The other medical cultivators had already gone to examine Xu Heming and the others’ injuries, and after doing so, they clicked their tongues in admiration.

“Previously, our disciples said Mr. Wang’s surgical skills were exquisite, but I was skeptical. Now that I’ve seen it with my own eyes, it’s truly breathtaking!”

“More precise than a surgical cut, truly impressive.”

“Like the work of a divine craftsman.”

Xu Heming and the others were speechless.

Is it really okay to talk about someone else’s wounds like this? Don’t they consider the feelings of the injured at all?

“The esteemed doctors overpraise me.” Du Ge’s face turned slightly red, “I am unworthy of such praise. To be honest, I know nothing of medical techniques; I can only remove, not reattach.”

“You don’t understand medical techniques?” The medical cultivators were stunned.

“Indeed, this is a technique from my sect, used to instantly remove limbs in battle. To be honest, it’s so harmful that it wouldn’t be an exaggeration to call it a demonic technique.” Du Ge sighed, “Before his death, my master considered destroying this technique to prevent it from bringing disaster to Qixing Gate. After all, although Qixing Gate is small, it is a righteous sect, and we don’t want to be labeled as evil because of this technique.”

The junior sister looked at her third senior brother, who was spouting nonsense, and then sighed silently, regaining her composure. After the incident where the seventh junior brother sacrificed himself to help the third senior brother win, she had grown a lot and was no longer so easily shocked.

“Nonsense, that’s a huge misunderstanding.” The leading medical cultivator frowned.

Du Ge glanced at him and said, “Indeed, that’s what I think too. A knife in the hands of a criminal can kill, but in the hands of a doctor, it can save lives. The merit or fault lies not in the knife, but in the person wielding it. This technique was created for a reason, and if used for good, it is good; if used for evil, it is evil. After much contemplation, I thought of the Medical Immortal Sect. Doctors save lives and heal the wounded. If they had such a technique, how many people could be spared from suffering…”

“Mr. Wang, do you wish to offer this technique to the Medical Immortal Sect?” The leading medical cultivator trembled with excitement.

“Yes.” Du Ge nodded, “If this technique is given to the Medical Immortal Sect, it can save lives and do more good deeds. Why not?”

“Good, good, good.” The leading medical cultivator nodded repeatedly, once again clasping his fists towards Du Ge, “Mr. Wang’s nobility, Long Mou would like to thank Mr. Wang in advance.”

“Dr. Long, no, no, no.” Du Ge hurriedly returned the gesture, his face reddening, “Dr. Long, to my shame, I indeed wish to give the technique to the Medical Immortal Sect, but I cannot do so just yet…”

“Why not?” The leading medical cultivator asked.

“Dr. Long, everyone.” Du Ge looked around at the crowd and sighed, “Do you remember what I mentioned earlier about my master wanting to destroy this technique?”

“Mhm.” Dr. Long frowned, a bad premonition rising in his heart.

“Before his death, my master destroyed the main principles of the technique.” Du Ge’s expression was somewhat awkward, “Now, I only have a partial and incomplete technique…”

“How could this be?” Dr. Long’s eyes widened, stomping his feet in frustration, “How could such important principles be destroyed? It’s unforgivable.”

Du Ge’s face was a mix of embarrassment and helplessness.

The junior sister lowered her head, silently praying in her heart that if her father had a spirit in the afterlife, he would forgive her third senior brother…

“Mr. Wang is joking, if you can use this technique proficiently, what difference does it make if there are no main principles?” Another medical cultivator laughed, “You can just teach us yourself.”

“This esteemed doctor, if I could teach it, I wouldn’t be so troubled.” Du Ge sighed again, “The Great Way is formless, it can only be understood, not conveyed in words. The technique my master created is already close to the Way. It’s not just about simply removing limbs; if it were that simple, there would be no need to use it, let alone call it a demonic technique.”

“Does this technique have other uses?” Dr. Long asked.

“How advanced is Dr. Long’s cultivation?” Du Ge inquired.

“Golden Elixir pinnacle.” Dr. Long stroked his beard with a smile, “Spending my days treating people has delayed my cultivation. At the age of fifty, I’ve barely reached the pinnacle of the Golden Elixir stage…”

“Would Dr. Long like to personally experience the power of my sect’s technique?” Du Ge asked with a smile.

“…” Dr. Long was taken aback, laughing, “Does Mr. Wang wish to remove my limbs?”

“Not to remove limbs, just to let Dr. Long feel another use of this technique.” Du Ge earnestly said.

“How should I feel it?” Dr. Long asked.

“Just stand still.” Du Ge smiled, stood up, and reached out to touch him.

The moment they made contact, the abundant spiritual energy within Dr. Long was siphoned through Du Ge’s palm.

Dr. Long was shocked, taking a step back to break free from Du Ge’s grasp, and his coat came off in the process.

He didn’t care about the coat Du Ge had removed, but stared in horror at Du Ge’s hand: “This… this…”

“Dr. Long understands now.” Du Ge gave a wry smile, holding the coat in both hands and handing it back to Dr. Long, sighing, “This is why my master wanted to destroy this technique.”

“Brother Long, what happened?” The other medical cultivators were confused.

“Try it and you’ll know.” Dr. Long frowned.

Du Ge touched each of them in turn, unknowingly absorbing a lot of their power, and successfully shocked all the medical cultivators.

“This technique can take away people’s spiritual energy?” One of the medical cultivators asked in horror.

Du Ge looked at them and said, “The Way of Heaven is to take from the excess and give to the lacking; the Way of Humanity is to take from the lacking to serve the excess. Although the main principles are lost, I have never forgotten these two insights. Esteemed doctors, this technique can take the spiritual energy of those stronger than oneself for personal use, and it can also transfer one’s own power to those less powerful.”

Gulp!

All the medical cultivators swallowed hard, looking at Du Ge, their souls seemingly leaving their bodies, unable to utter a word.

Demonic technique.

It was indeed a demonic technique!

His master was right to destroy it…

But.

It must be said, it’s very tempting!

“This technique is already close to the Way. My master exhausted his life creating it, dying young. To prevent it from harming others, he destroyed the main principles before his death…” Du Ge looked sorrowful.

The junior sister took a deep breath and buried her head even deeper.

Xu Heming and the others didn’t speak, but they were thoroughly impressed by Du Ge’s storytelling abilities.

The Dean was anxious inside.

Naive and immature, why did you tell them about the technique?

Aren’t you afraid they’ll capture you, force the technique out of you, and then dispose of you?

Don’t you know how powerful this technique is?

Don’t you know how greedy people can be?

This is an opportunity to reach the heavens in one step!

This damned kindness will eventually doom everyone…

“Your master is noble.” Dr. Long looked at Du Ge, his expression complex.

“…” Du Ge looked at him and sighed, “But I really can’t bear for this technique to be lost, so I used the Dean and others as a lure to draw out all the esteemed doctors. I hope to perfect this technique with the help of the medical cultivators, to benefit the world. Doctors save lives and heal the wounded, so I believe they will not use this technique for evil…”