12: Chapter 12 Yu Daiyan's Recovery

News of the Medicinal Pill being successfully refined instantly spread throughout Wudang Mountain.

Inside a side hall of Zixiao Palace, Third Master Yu Daiyan sat in a wheelchair, his hands clenched tightly, his body trembling slightly, his eyes filled with anticipation and nervousness.

It had been ten years; he had waited for this day, waited for ten whole years.

Zhang Sanfeng walked slowly into the hall, holding the jade bottle containing the Medicinal Pill. Looking at the Seven Heroes, he said calmly, "The Medicinal Pill is ready. Yu Daiyan, are you ready?"

"This Disciple is ready!"

Third Master Yu Daiyan replied immediately, his voice carrying undisguised excitement.

"No matter how painful it is, this Disciple can endure it! I will definitely not let Master down!"

"Good."

Zhang Sanfeng nodded and looked at Song Yuanqiao and the others nearby.

"You all, guard outside the hall and do not allow anyone to disturb us. The healing process will require twelve hours, and there must be no interruptions midway. Do you understand?"

"This Disciple obeys!"

They all replied in unison, bowed deeply to Zhang Sanfeng, turned, and exited the main hall. They stood guard outside the hall door, surrounding the entire side hall so tightly that not even a fly could get in.

Inside the hall, Zhang Sanfeng looked at Third Master Yu Daiyan and said in a deep voice, "Take off your upper garment, sit cross-legged, focus your mind, and hold onto your core. No matter what you feel inside your body, you must not let your internal Qi become chaotic. Follow my guidance in everything."

"Yes!"

Third Master Yu Daiyan immediately complied, taking off his upper garment to reveal the crisscrossing old scars on his back and arms.

Those were the scars left ten years ago from having his tendons and bones crushed by the Great Strength Diamond Finger; they were shocking to behold.

Zhang Sanfeng poured a golden Medicinal Pill from the jade bottle and handed it to Third Master Yu Daiyan: "Take this."

Third Master Yu Daiyan took the Medicinal Pill and, without the slightest hesitation, swallowed it directly.

The Medicinal Pill dissolved the moment it entered his mouth, turning into a scalding hot current that slid down his throat into his abdomen, instantly spreading to all his limbs and bones.

That hot current was incomparably overbearing; wherever it passed, the residual cold finger energy within his body melted away rapidly, like snow encountering the scorching sun.

At the same time, a tearing pain surged from his Meridians and bones throughout his body, as if countless small knives were cutting into his tendons and bones.

Third Master Yu Daiyan's forehead was instantly covered in cold sweat, his teeth chattered, but he stubbornly followed Master's instructions, focusing his mind and keeping his internal Qi from being disrupted in the slightest.

"Very good."

Zhang Sanfeng nodded approvingly, raised his hands, condensed a massive amount of Pure Yang Qi at his fingertips, and slowly pressed them onto Third Master Yu Daiyan's spine.

The Great Grandmaster Realm Pure Yang Qi poured continuously into Third Master Yu Daiyan's body, guiding the medicinal power to slowly permeate his Meridians and bones.

Zhang Sanfeng's expression became incredibly focused.

Third Master Yu Daiyan's injuries were too severe.

Dozens of bones throughout his body had been crushed by the Great Strength Diamond Finger, and his Meridians had been corroded by the cold finger energy for ten years, having long since withered and died.

To heal him completely, it was necessary not only to clear away the cold finger energy but also to reconnect and repair all the tendons, bones, and Meridians in his body.

Any slight carelessness would cause irreversible damage, or even make him lose the chance to stand up forever.

This was why, in the original story, even Zhang Sanfeng could not completely heal Third Master Yu Daiyan's injuries.

But now, it was different.

Zhang Sanfeng was already in the Great Grandmaster Realm, his cultivation far surpassing the Zhang Sanfeng in the original story. With the Perfection-level martial arts mastery granted by the System, plus the specially refined Medicinal Pill, he had a 100% chance of healing Third Master Yu Daiyan.

Time passed bit by bit.

Inside the hall, one could only hear Third Master Yu Daiyan's suppressed gasps, and the flapping sound of Zhang Sanfeng's robes as they moved without wind while he guided the Protective Aura.

Outside the hall, Song Yuanqiao and the other five stood guard at the door, never leaving their post.

They could not hear the movements inside the hall, and each of them was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, pacing back and forth, yet they dared not make a sound for fear of disturbing the process inside.

"Senior Brother, do you think... can Third Brother get better?" Yin Liting couldn't help but ask, his voice filled with trepidation.

"He definitely will."

Song Yuanqiao nodded heavily, his tone firm, "Master has never failed when he takes action. Third Brother has suffered for ten years; this time, he will definitely get better."

Although he said this, his hands were clenched tightly, his knuckles turning white, and his inner anxiety was no less than the others.

Twelve hours, a full day and night.

The five of them stood guard outside the hall for a full day and night, without closing their eyes, without eating a single bite of food, without drinking a single drop of water, their eyes fixed firmly on the hall door, waiting for the result.

Finally, the fluctuations of the Protective Aura inside the hall slowly subsided.

"Creak—"

The hall door, which had been tightly shut for a day and night, slowly opened.

Zhang Sanfeng walked out slowly, a trace of fatigue on his face, yet his eyes remained clear and bright.

"Master!" The six of them immediately crowded around and asked in unison, "Master, how is Third Brother?"

Zhang Sanfeng smiled faintly, stepped aside to make way, and gestured with his chin toward the hall: "See for yourselves."

The six of them immediately looked into the hall.

They saw Third Master Yu Daiyan standing in the center of the main hall.

His legs were planted firmly on the ground, his back straight, and although his figure was still a bit unsteady, he had truly and really stood up!

It had been ten years; Third Master Yu Daiyan, paralyzed for ten years, had finally stood up again!

Song Yuanqiao and the other five instantly froze in place, eyes wide, staring at the figure in the hall, their minds blank, as if they couldn't believe their own eyes.

"Eldest Brother! Second Brother! Fourth Brother! Sixth Brother! Seventh Brother!"

Third Master Yu Daiyan looked at his fellow Disciples at the door, his lips trembling as he called out their names.

He walked toward the door step by step, his gait changing from initial unsteadiness to becoming more and more stable, more and more firm.

When he reached the door and stood before them, they were finally standing together once again.

"Third Brother!"

Song Yuanqiao was the first to react, embracing Third Master Yu Daiyan as tears instantly welled up.

Immediately after, Yu Lianzhou, Zhang Songxi, Yin Liting, and Mo Shenggu also crowded around, the brothers embracing each other and sobbing uncontrollably.

Ten years of regret, ten years of pain, ten years of separation between brothers—in this moment, everything was made whole.

Zhang Sanfeng stood to the side, watching the brothers weeping in each other's arms, a smile of gratification appearing at the corner of his mouth.

He had rewritten the first tragedy and made the Seven Heroes of Wudang whole.

A long time later, they calmed their emotions, turned in unison toward Zhang Sanfeng, fell to their knees with a thud, and kowtowed heavily, their voices choked with sobs:

"This Disciple thanks Master for the grace of rebirth! Master's great kindness is such that even if we were to be smashed to pieces or die ten thousand deaths, we could never repay it!"

"All of you, rise."

Zhang Sanfeng raised his hand, using his Protective Aura to help the seven of them up.

"You are my Disciples; when brothers are of one mind, their combined strength can cut through metal. Now that Third Master Yu Daiyan has recovered, you are finally complete."

Third Master Yu Daiyan stood there, moving his legs and feeling the strength returning to his limbs, then bowed deeply to Zhang Sanfeng once more, his eyes filled with determination:

"Master, this Disciple's life was given by you. In this life, this Disciple will surely follow Master, guard Wudang Sect, practice the Dao of chivalry, and will never fail to live up to Master's teachings!"

And with his injuries healed, the giant boulder that had weighed on Third Master Yu Daiyan's heart for ten years finally fell away.

His state of mind underwent a earth-shaking change, and his martial arts cultivation, which had been stagnant for ten years, suddenly began to break through rapidly at this moment.

Within just three days, Third Master Yu Daiyan, relying on his state of Perfection, broke through the shackles and stepped into the Innate Middle Stage.

This news made the entire Wudang Sect rejoice once again.

And because of Third Master Yu Daiyan's recovery, the Seven Heroes of Wudang had no more estrangement between them, and their cohesion reached an unprecedented Peak.

Song Yuanqiao and Yu Lianzhou, under Zhang Sanfeng's guidance, also broke through to the Innate Peak, touching the threshold of the Grandmaster Realm, and the others also broke through to the Innate Middle Stage.

The overall strength of the Seven Heroes of Wudang achieved a qualitative leap.

On this day, Zhang Sanfeng summoned the Seven Heroes to gather at Zixiao Palace.

Looking at the seven brothers standing below, full of vigor and high spirits, Zhang Sanfeng spoke slowly, his tone firm: "Third Master Yu Daiyan's injuries have healed, and the interior of Wudang Sect is stable. Next, it is time to go and bring Cuishan home."

"Lianzhou, Songxi, you two shall accompany me to the East Sea. The rest of you, remain at Wudang Sect, guard the mountain gate, and keep the home secure."

"This Disciple obeys!" They all replied in unison, their eyes filled with excitement.

They were finally going to bring their Fifth Brother, separated for ten years, home.

Three days later, Zhang Sanfeng took Yu Lianzhou, Zhang Songxi, and twenty elite Wudang Sect Disciples, left Wudang Mountain, and headed toward the East Sea.