The Ancestor of our Sect Isn’t Acting like an Elder Chapter 217.2

“Lady Xue means to say that you have a certain understanding of 'spiritual diseases' because you succeeded 'ancient Daoism' — is this old one's interpretation correct?”

“Yes, it's something like that!”

Xue Qilin waved her hands and responded perfunctorily.

Gong Jing turned to look at Tailor and put on a “ready to listen to advice” expression.

“Mister Tailor, what do you think…?”

In response, Tailor clasped his hands towards Gong Jing and answered both with unwillingness and admiration, “This humble one's knowledge is perfunctory and thus cannot determine the veracity of Senior Xue's words. But, but this humble one thinks that Senior Xue's words are quite reasonable, which makes this humble one feel ashamed.”

When he heard that, Gong Yue questioned in a deep voice, “Wait, do you mean to say that you have misdiagnosed the disease and applied the wrong treatment?”

Tailor was silent for a moment, and then replied apologetically, “Yes”.

When he heard that, Gong Yue's expression became increasingly unsightly. Then, he finally yelled fiercely, “Son of a b.i.t.c.h! You were toying with my son's life? I've already –”

“Yue'er!”

Gong Jing barked and stopped Gong Yue, who was striding towards Tailor with the intention to settle accounts.

“This is not the time to go to the bottom of this.”

“Fath –”

“Shut up.” Gong Jing glared at Gong Yue, “You're already tens of years old, yet still can't keep your anger in check?”

Gong Yue hesitated to speak momentarily. In the end, he couldn't resist Gong Jing's sharp gaze. Distraught, he went back to his original place and didn't make a sound.

Turning his attention to Xue Qilin, whose lips are tracing a smile of gloating, Gong Jing asked sincerely, “Does Lady Xue have a plan to save my grandson?”

“Heh, of course I have! Why else would I come here to see you?”

At the same time, Xue Qilin stuck out her chest, put her hands on the hips, and winked her right eye at Gong Jing. Embarra.s.sed, the old man, who is pus.h.i.+ng one hundred, doesn't know how to face Xue Qilin, who has such childish behavior.

Gong Jing stroked his grizzled beard and coughed softly.

“Can Lady Xue go into details…”

“The method is very simple. We just have to forcibly abolish Gong Tianyang's martial accomplishment, make the cultivation method stop, and then open the closed acupoints all over his body in one breath to expel the true qi.”

“In one breath?” Gong Jing revealed an expression of hesitation, “Lady Xue wants to open Yang'er's acupoints at the same time?”

“That's right. After all, his const.i.tution is one of acupoint occlusion. If all the acupoints are opened, the true qi will be able to escape from his body, the pressure in the body will be relieved, and his condition will naturally improve. But, we can't open them one by one. After all, as the saying goes, a solid d.y.k.e can collapse because of an ant hole in it!”

Xue Qilin spoke rather relaxedly. But, Gong Jing knows how difficult it is to implement this method. Although it is rather easy to abolish Gong Tianyang's martial achievements. However, it is beyond difficult to open all his acupoints in one breath.

As a Heaven Realm pract.i.tioners, Gong Jing naturally has the ability to open the blocked acupoints. But, it should be mentioned that there are as many as 720 acupoints in the human body. He is not sure that he can open all of them at the same time — no, even if it was Beiming Youyu, she likely wouldn't be able to accomplish it. The control of the timing, strength, and true qi involved is too difficult.

Seeing the expression on Gong Jing's face fluctuate, Xue Qilin knows that he understands how hard is is to save Gong Tianyang.

“It seems that you understand.”

Xue Qilin raised a finger.

“In the whole world, there is only one person who can save Little Yang.”

Xue Qilin pointed to himself with the finger and a.s.serted confidently, “And that person is me! In terms of the control of true qi, if I say that I am No. 2, no one would dare to claim to be No. 1!”

Gong Jing frowned and contemplated for a while. Not convinced, Gong Yue muttered, “shooting off one's mouth”.

After a while, Gong Jing finished his considerations.

“In that case, I hope that Lady Xue saves my grandson. The Gong Clan will be sure to reward you handsomely.”

Gong Jing spoke these words through greeted teeth.

As if the study turned into a canyon, the aged voice lingered in the air.

In the echoes, the old man, who spent many years on the battlefield, whose will was tempered with blood and steel, bowed deeply to the pet.i.te la.s.s in front of him.

“Okay.”

Xue Qilin gave an answer with little to no thought. Consequently, Gong Jing cast her a grateful look.

However —

“Don't look at me like that! I didn't say it is for free!”

Xue Qilin raised her hand unkindly and placed it between herself and Gong Jing.

Under Gong Jing's shocked gaze, she raised the index and middle fingers.

“I have two conditions!”

“Please do tell!”

“First, the Gong Clan will do their utmost to uncover Little Qing's whereabouts. After you learn of her whereabouts, you are to give your all to rescue Little Qing — of course, the Merak Temple will also give their best.”

“Naturally.”

Gong Jing nodded in agreement.

In fact, even if Xue Qilin didn't ask for this, Gong Jing should have intended to look for Gong Tianqing with all his might to begin with. Anyway, Gong Tianqing is a member of the Gong Clan, not to mention that Gong Jing feels guilt towards her.

Xue Qilin said, satisfied, “Okay.” Then, she folded a finger.

“Second, the Gong Clan will give Little Qing freedom. Without my or Little Qi's consent, you must not contact Little Qing, whether directly or indirectly — especially Gong Yue!”

This is practically asking for the ties between the Gong Clan and Gong Tianqing to be severed.

However, Xue Qilin has no choice but to place this insurance

After what happened, Xue Qilin knows that the source of the distortion in Gong Tianqing's character is her childhood experience in the Gong Clan. Although it isn't certain if Gong Tianqing's character can be corrected, but it should at least be ensured that the Gong Clan won't crave for Gong Tianqing due to various reasons anymore.

After all, everyone knows that the Gong Clan in fact owes Gong Tianqing.

This time, Gong Jing did not respond immediately.

On the other hand, after hearing Xue Qilin's second request, Gong Yue's expression changed dramatically, and he yelled, “Senior Xue, this request is unreasonable! You're sticking your nose into other people's business! Gong Tianqing is my daughter! Why –”

“You just called her Gong Tianqing!”

Xue Qilin's cold voice interrupted Gong Yue's words.

“She's my daughter. How can I –”

“Impudent!”

A deafening shout sounded.

A berserk wind surged, spread in all directions, and made everyone's clothes flap. Amid the turbulent wind, there is indistinct lightning.

Gong Yue, who bore the brunt of it, as if someone blocked his mouth, couldn't speak, and the expression on his face stagnated.

“Gong Yue, don't spout your self-righteous nonsense in front of me! Don't think that you can take everything for granted. I don't owe you anything. Little Qing doesn't owe you either. I have some respect for Old Master Gong. But you, as far as I am concerned, are just a pebble on the side of the road. I don't fear your authority in the least. If it wasn't for Little Qing's sake, I would have broken your neck the day I first saw you.”

Thinking about what Gong Yue has done to Gong Tianqing, Xue Qilin is furious, and she even spat out tongues of fire.

If it wasn't for him, Gong Tianqing would not have develop such a character, and none of the things that followed would have happened. Qi Qiqi would not have cried and buried herself in Xue Qilin's arms to seek warmth.

Yes, he is not only Gong Tianqing's father, but also the source of her sorrow.