Villain: At the beginning, the protagonist is sentenced to castration, and the protagonist collapses

Chapter 1092: Methods of Treatment

"If I am not mistaken..."

Jiang Yantian's eyes, which seemed to be able to see into one's soul, were firmly locked onto Su Chengfeng's gaze, which he was trying to dodge.

He spoke each word with crystal clarity, revealing the truth as if he had witnessed it firsthand.

"Fellow Daoist must be... besieged and trapped in a deadly situation!"

"In search of a glimmer of hope..."

"Unwilling to burn my life essence, I forcefully broke through the encirclement!"

"However..."

Jiang Yantian let out a deep sigh, filled with endless regret.

"Such secret techniques require immense resources! The cost..."

His gaze swept over Su Chengfeng's unsteady aura, a hint of understanding in his eyes.

"That would mean... a drastic drop in cultivation! A shaken foundation! And even... a possible end to the path to immortality!"

"Fellow Daoist..."

The solemnity and "compassion" on Jiang Yantian's face deepened.

It was as if they were grieving for Su Chengfeng's doomed, bleak future.

"As someone said..."

Is that correct?

Su Chengfeng was quite shocked; he was right about everything.

It felt like I had witnessed it live.

He is indeed a very skilled doctor.

Although Su Chengfeng was wary, he explained his problem in its entirety.

If I trust him at this time and humbly ask him for advice on recuperation, I wonder if it will work?

If you don't trust him and choose to be stubborn, the other party will definitely understand what you mean.

They might just leave.

The choice is right in front of you.

Su Chengfeng felt a lot of doubts.

But then I thought about it again, and realized that I had always encountered opportunities wherever I went in the past.

The frequency with which he encountered opportunities made him feel that encountering opportunities was very easy.

And it's something that should be taken for granted.

Su Chengfeng may not have much else, but he's daring to gamble.

He stopped being pretentious.

The other party was far superior to him in both cultivation and mentality.

Based on the strength the other party displayed and their terrifyingly insightful observations.

If he truly harbored the intention to kill and steal the treasure, Su Chengfeng would have already turned to ashes by now!

Why bother with this pretense and waste time talking nonsense with him?

The reasoning was as clear as a cold blade, instantly severing all his doubts and struggles!

"call......"

Su Chengfeng let out a long breath, his tense body limp like a deflated balloon.

Suddenly, they relaxed.

The last vestige of feigned power that had been forcibly conjured up vanished into thin air.

He swayed and took a step back.

He bowed deeply before the unfathomable man in red robes.

He crossed his hands and performed a standard bow.

"Fellow Daoist, please pay..."

His voice was full of exhaustion.

"What you said...is absolutely true!"

"My surname is Su, and my given name is Chengfeng."

"For..." He paused, then made up an excuse: "To save my beloved... I fought a fierce battle against a powerful enemy, until... we were both badly injured!"

There's no other way but to say it; we still need to save face.

You can't exactly say that you've become so obsessed with being a simp that you think the fairy remembers you and go up to her and ask her all sorts of questions.

And then he got beaten up!

Then he went home, where he was beaten up again.

So embarrassing.

He continued, "However... I was outmatched, surrounded by powerful enemies. To save my life and wait for the future, I had no choice but to burn my life essence and escape here at the cost of my life!"

She raised her head, her gaze towards Jiang Yantian filled with anticipation.

"Fellow Daoist Fu possesses extraordinary abilities and keen insight, able to see through the very essence of my crippled body at a glance..."

"He should be... an unparalleled divine physician!"

"Just now... it was I, Su, who was in a state of confusion and presumptuously judged you with the mind of a petty person!"

"To remain constantly vigilant and resort to sophistry and cover-ups is utterly laughable!"

"Looking back, I am truly ashamed!"

Jiang Yantian smiled and nodded: "I understand, I understand. In this world, how can you completely trust someone you've just met?"

"I saw that you were alone here and looked kind, so I went up to ask you."

"If it were anyone else, I probably wouldn't have chosen to get close. This must be fate!"

Su Chengfeng nodded.

But he maintained his bowing posture: "I, Su... dare to ask!"

"Doctor Fu...could...help me?"

"Is there... a miraculous way to resolve my current predicament of being completely exhausted, depleted of my vital energy, and experiencing a sharp decline in cultivation?"

This is his only and last lifeline!

He really had no other choice.

Forbidden techniques have been used; this is the price to pay.

Otherwise, why would it be called a forbidden technique?

However, exchanging his cultivation for his life was not a loss for him.

Unfortunately, forbidden techniques were used under those inexplicable circumstances.

I was beaten at home.

Find someone to reason.

"Fellow Daoist Su, you are too kind. Since it is fate, I, Fu, will certainly not stand idly by."

With that, Jiang Yantian sat down in his seat.

He raised his hand in a gesture: "Fellow Daoist, please, let me, Fu, diagnose you first."

"If possible, I will inform you without any concealment. If it is not possible, I hope you will not be offended!"

"Fellow Daoist Fu Qing, you flatter me!" Su Chengfeng sat down and placed his hands on the table.

Jiang Yantian doesn't touch him.

With a gentle movement of his hand, several fine threads were applied to various acupoints all over his body.

Seeing this technique, Su Chengfeng felt a glimmer of hope.

An absolute powerhouse.

I've seen people diagnose pulses with silk threads, but I've never seen silk threads used to diagnose the whole body.

Jiang Yantian closed his eyes, feigning innocence.

Time passed little by little.

Jiang Yantian retracted the silk thread and sighed softly.

"Fellow Daoist, how is it?" Su Chengfeng's heart sank upon seeing this.

Is it not possible?

Jiang Yantian looked into his eyes: "Fellow Daoist Su, your problem is not unsolvable."

"How do we do it? How do we do it?" Su Chengfeng became excited.

Jiang Yantian pursed his lips: "Fellow Daoist, you're being long-winded. Please hear me out."

"Just now I had a comprehensive sensory detection."

"You suffered a severe injury from an external force, burning your own source of power, causing your cultivation to plummet. Your meridians are now blocked, and the turbid energy in your body is stagnant!"

"If I'm not mistaken, the method you used, fellow Daoist, is a forbidden technique!"

Su Chengfeng nodded emphatically: "Yes, yes, it was caused by the use of forbidden techniques."

Jiang Yantian nodded again: "Then that's it. This turbid energy is linked to the backlash of the forbidden technique. Ordinary methods of clearing it can only treat the symptoms, not the root cause. It will only get worse later."

"Fellow Daoist, there is no lower limit to your cultivation level decline; you are very likely to fall to the Foundation Establishment stage."

"Then... what should we do?" Su Chengfeng trembled slightly.

Jiang Yantian now showed a conflicted expression.

He then sighed, "If we want to cure this completely, there is only one way: first, use your remaining cultivation to slowly force the turbid energy to the place where your primordial yang is at its peak!"

"Use the masculine energy to temporarily suppress the yin and turbidity, preventing them from running rampant."

“I will then use the method of severing turbidity and returning to the true nature to cut off this primordial yang that has been tainted by turbid qi from the physical body with a secret method, so that it can be eradicated completely and prevent future troubles.”

"The most prosperous place in Yuanyang?" Su Chengfeng swallowed hard.

Jiang Yantian said very seriously: "To put it simply, it's castration!"

"One strike, and life is severed from the root. Fellow Daoist, the decision is yours!"

"Or, as a second-best option, we can force the turbid air down to zero, ga 0."

A single egg seems more acceptable!