Chapter 18: Exploring the Mysterious Mechanism

  Under the shimmering moonlight, Yang Fan slowly walked out of the house and into his own courtyard.

  He was puzzled by the strange feeling he had when treating his mother's injury before and decided to come out and explore.

  "What should we use for the next experiment?"

  Yang Fan's gaze swept in all directions.

  Woof woof!

  A dog barked from a corner of the courtyard.

  "Come to think of it, don't I have a dog at home?"

  Yang Fan's eyes lit up, but he didn't dare to act rashly either.

  At this moment, it was deep in the night, and both his mother and sister were asleep. Yang Fan did not want to disturb their rest.

  Taking a deep breath, Yang Fan's aura underwent a subtle change, as a faintly discernible cool green energy flowed through his body, almost imperceptibly.

  In an instant, the familiar and natural aura on his body became even more pronounced.

  Woof woof~

  The big grey dog let out two low barks and suddenly rushed towards Yang Fan.

  Such a change caused Yang Fan's face to change color.

  However, there was a hint of joy on the grey dog's face. It rushed to Yang Fan's front and affectionately stretched out its tongue, licking his pant legs non-stop.

  Yang Fan smiled slightly, once again experiencing the wonders of "Xian Hong Jue", which could reach heaven and earth, blend with all things, and live in harmony.

  Cultivating this technique allowed Yang Fan to possess a breath that could make any living being feel intimate.

  This aura, in ordinary times, Yang Fan would use "Kumu Gong" to converge it, so as not to attract the attention of some people.

  Yang Fan understood that he had to keep a low profile at this moment. If Mr. Xu, Li Pangzi, Yang Guang and others were to know that he had the great potential to recover his cultivation, it would be possible to bring disaster upon himself.

  Although he now has the soul realm of Dacheng, his magical powers are still at the stage of Qi sensation. When encountering a slightly powerful cultivator, he may find it difficult to cope.

  "Little grey dog, sorry about this, but I'll have to use you for an experiment..."

  Yang Fan revealed a dazzling and enchanting smile towards the grey dog, one hand drew several talismans in mid-air.

  Immediately, a spiritual light flashed in his hand and pointed at the grey dog's forehead.

  Wang~

  The big grey dog let out a weak cry and fell asleep, collapsing onto the ground.

  Yang Fan's face showed a satisfied expression, and he reluctantly used his hypnosis technique to subdue the dog at close range. Although it couldn't be said to be completely silent, at least it didn't disturb his mother and sister's rest.

  He picked up the grey dog and carried it to a corner of the courtyard, then Yang Fan took out a three-foot short sword with a cold glow from his storage bag.

  This short sword, under the moonlight, flows with a silver light like crystal.

  As for this short sword, Yang Fan also obtained it by chance.

  Last year, on the way back home from Yangjiabao, I encountered a secular martial artist who was being pursued and killed. This person's cultivation was profound, reaching the Xiantian realm, standing at the peak of the secular world, comparable to a cultivator in the Condensing Spirit period of the immortal world. However, this person suffered severe injuries, was pursued by dozens of people, and his life was hanging by a thread.

  That day, Yang Fan was in a good mood and casually saved that warrior who had reached the Xiantian boundary.

  The samurai, in order to repay the kindness of saving his life, insisted on giving Yang Fan the divine sword "Fish Intestine Sword" that he had been carrying with him.

  In fact, Yang Fan didn't put worldly weapons in his eyes. However, this "Fish Intestine Sword" did not contain a hint of spirituality, but was exceptionally sharp, and the material was also very hard.

  Holding the fish intestine sword, Yang Fan carefully and lightly scratched the gray dog's skin.

  With just a light touch, suddenly, a wound half a foot long appeared on the grey dog's back, deep enough to see bone.

  This scene made Yang Fan take a deep breath, and he couldn't help but look at the fish intestine sword in his hand with new eyes. The mundane divine weapon may not be comparable to the magical artifacts of the immortal world in terms of its divine power, but in some aspects, it had its own unique advantages.

  Collecting his thoughts, Yang Fan immediately performed a Rain Dew Technique, and an almost imperceptible mist fell down, covering the half-foot long wound.

  Miracle reborn, the wound on the back of the puppy, visible to the naked eye, healed rapidly and quickly grew new buds, new skin and hair.

  Yang Fan carefully sensed the changes in his body during this treatment process.

  Faintly, threads of cool clear streams came from the treated parts, surged into his body, tempered flesh and bones, washed soul and brain.

  However, with the end of treatment, this euphoric feeling quickly disappeared.

  "This feeling... it seems like my cultivation has actually improved a bit."

  Yang Fan's face had a somewhat uncertain expression.

  His gaze fell on the little dog again, and Yang Fan found that the wound as long as half a foot had only healed one-third.

  It turned out that the scope of application of Yulü Shu was limited, and it was also restricted by Yang Fan's skill and fire level, so he couldn't heal such a big wound at once.

  "Try again..."

  Yang Fan opened his palm, and the Rain Healing Technique descended once again, healing half of the remaining wounds.

  At that moment, that ethereal and otherworldly feeling came again.

  However, this time, the feeling brought to Yang Fan was not as good as last time.

  Yang Fan's eyebrows slightly furrowed, and he began to cast the Rain Dew Technique for the third time.

  This time, the effect was even worse than the second time, with only a subtle feeling that the cultivation had improved slightly, but it was far from being as obvious as the previous two times.

  Yang Fan sheathed his fish intestine sword and let out a light breath, choosing not to continue.

  He has already understood some clues, and if he continues like this, the effect will only get worse.

  With his eyes closed, a sudden flash of inspiration struck Yang Fan's mind, as if he had grasped something.

  But soon he gave up thinking and muttered to himself: "As long as I continue to practice the 'Xianhong Jue', this matter will be cleared up soon."

  It's worth noting that he has only been practicing the "Xianhong Jue" for one day, and yet he has achieved so much, which is quite satisfactory.

  Back in his room, Yang Fan did not fall asleep. He sat cross-legged and began to ponder the contents of "Sheng Liao Pian" and "Lian Qi Pian".

  After this day's strange scene, his attitude towards "Sheng Liao Pian" has changed a lot. Of course, "Lian Qi Pian" is the foundation of magic power and cannot be ignored.

  Something strange happened again. The spells in "Sheng Liao Pian" could be learned by Yang Fan as long as his realm was sufficient, and the only thing he lacked was fire timing.

  After "Ku Mu Shu" and "Yu Lu Shu", Yang Fan easily learned "Yu Gu Shu". This technique has the effect of connecting tendons and bones, and can treat severe external injuries such as broken legs and fractured bones.

  The Jade Bone Technique is a bit more complicated and requires an understanding of human anatomy, but it's no match for Yang Fan.

  After a night's rest, Yang Fan felt refreshed and invigorated, sensing that his cultivation had advanced significantly.

  But he felt that most of the credit should go to yesterday's treatment of his mother and the grey dog for their injuries.

  "Could it be that by healing others' wounds and illnesses, my own cultivation can quickly advance?"

  Yang Fan's mind was increasingly inclined towards this absurd conclusion.

  At the same time, he also remembered the theory advocated by Sheng Lian Pian: universal love and selfless dedication.

  "Can I understand it as, with input, there is output? I healed someone else's injury, and through the special nature of this heavenly art, my own cultivation can also increase?"

  Yang Fan decided to continue exploring.

  "Big brother, come out and have breakfast..."

  Early in the morning, Yang Hui's gentle voice as soft as water came over, warming people's hearts.

  "Alright, I'll be right out!"

  Yang Fan responded, and secretly sighed in his heart: "If anyone can marry a girl like Hui Xin, it must be the blessing of eight lifetimes."

  Before long, Yang Fan changed into a new set of clothes, washed and combed his hair, and came to the main hall.

  Yang Hui's spiritual and dynamic eyes moved slightly, Yang Fan looked even more refined and handsome after washing up, although he was a bit weak, but had a scholarly temperament, warm and gentle as the wind.

  A family of three, dining together at the same table, warm and cozy, but Yang suddenly blurted out a sentence, smiling slyly:

  "Fang Er, you're not young anymore, it's time for you to get married and have children. Now that you're back home, do you want me to ask a matchmaker to find a beautiful girl for you?"

  Yang Fan heard this and suddenly spat out the food in his mouth with a "pu" sound.

  "Does this child really need to react so strongly?"

  Yang scolded.

  Yang Fan was slightly stunned and felt very strange.

  Yes, why am I overreacting?

  Thinking carefully, this is also related to Yang Fan's deliberate suppression over the years. Because he was afraid of affecting his cultivation, he tried not to get involved with women, but that doesn't mean he didn't have desires in that regard. At a young age, it's normal to have such desires, and if he didn't, it would be abnormal from a physiological perspective.

  Yang Hui's eyes moved slightly, and she persuaded Yang Shi: "Mother, big brother just came back, maybe he didn't consider this aspect of the problem."

  "He didn't think about it, so as his mother, I'll consider it for him..." Yang said with a smile.

  Yang Fan was about to speak when a muffled thunder-like voice came from outside: "Brother Fang, you were great last night, let's have a competition today."

  Obviously, it was Tie Niu next door who was shouting.

  "Did I ever agree with you yesterday..." Yang Fan was extremely speechless, but immediately, his eyes lit up: "Isn't this a chance to experiment that's been delivered right to our doorstep?"

  (Second update)