Si Teng heard the sound and opened her eyes slightly.
He looked at Feng Luan, who had already stood up, and slowly straightened up, "Won't you reconsider?"
"No need!"
Saying that, he had already stepped away.
Qin Mu stood up, picked up the exam paper, and spread it out on the table in front of the Valley Master.
The scroll unfolded, covering the entire table. There were ten questions on the paper, taken from dozens of medical books such as "Shen Nong Ben Cao Jing," "Huang Di Nei Jing," "Shang Han Za Bing Lun," "Mai Jing," and "Zhen Jiu Jia Yi Jing." The knowledge points involved ranged from human meridians to herbal medicine, and even if an incense stick burned completely, it was unlikely that any disciple could complete it entirely.
"Practicing medicine is like eating; you can't just focus on speed."
The Third Elder said with narrowed eyes. He didn't have any particular opinion of Nan Shiying; he was speaking to the disciples still doing their exams. Seeing some had submitted their papers, some disciples below had already become restless. Impatience leads to a chaotic mind, and they might even get the questions they knew wrong.
Si Teng no longer had the mind to pay attention to what others were saying. He looked at the exam paper in front of him, staring at the question on the theory of cold damage. The more he looked, the more excited he became, until finally, he couldn't help but slam the table with force and exclaim excitedly, "Wonderful, truly wonderful!"
The candidates were startled by the sudden exclamation, and Qing Yuan even trembled, drawing a long black line across her exam paper.
Looking at the black line that almost traversed the entire paper, Qing Yuan's mental state collapsed, and she almost threw down her brush and gave up the exam.
Qin Mu leaned closer to Si Teng and peered over.
It was a question about wind-cold obstructing the lungs, with deficiency in Qi and blood, and deficiency in heart Yang. The patient in this question suffered from asthma accompanied by chronic wasting. This question did not ask the examinee to provide a prescription but to infer the cause of the patient's illness based on their condition and how to treat it using only acupuncture.
According to the level of the Qing-generation disciples, the best answer would be to use the hanging needle technique, based on the meridians, puncturing dozens of major acupoints such as Yang Guan, Tian Quan, and Da Zhui, thereby dispelling the patient's Yang deficiency. Then, using the needle-walking technique to treat the patient's asthma.
However, on Feng Luan's paper, he saw the Great Heavenly Cycle Acupuncture technique.
The Great Heavenly Cycle Acupuncture technique requires the use of the flicking needle technique and long needles. The human body serves as the standard. Needles are inserted from the calf of the left leg upwards, circulating the abdominal cavity, and descending along the right thigh, forming a cycle of Qi replenishment and drainage.
The Great Heavenly Cycle Acupuncture technique requires the physician to have a high level of acupuncture skill and pathological knowledge, because the Great Heavenly Cycle Acupuncture technique is not fixed but changes according to the patient's condition. Feng Luan's Great Heavenly Cycle Acupuncture technique is completely tailored to the condition. Even Si Teng and Qin Mu could not find a more appropriate or effective acupuncture treatment method than the one she provided for a while.
This single question was enough to prove her level, which was on a completely different tier from these Qing-generation disciples. Having her participate in an exam of this difficulty alongside the disciples was simply an insult and a contempt towards her.
Qin Mu looked up and met Si Teng's gaze. They saw shock and bewilderment in each other's eyes.
Is this the level that can be reached after studying medicine for a few years?
Is there still a barrier between humans and monstrous geniuses?
Poison Elder sat at the back with a teacup in his hand, looking as if nothing around him mattered, unfazed by the sounds around him.
"Hiss~"
"You guys, come and look at this question."
A sharp intake of breath stopped Qin Mu and Si Teng's silent communication. Even the Third Elder, who had just been talking about not rushing the practice of medicine, now had his eyes wide open, pointing at the exam paper and beckoning to everyone. This question was not difficult, but the prescription provided by the candidate was so exquisite that it made one want to slap their thigh.
Si Teng and Qin Mu exchanged glances, stood up, and walked to the Third Elder's side.
Hearing the sounds from the Valley Master and elders above, the minds of those still taking the exam gradually collapsed. No, you guys have been alive for so long that you could have become spirits of weasels cultivating immortality, so why are you still so unstable? Even if Feng Luan's skill is that high, it shouldn't be so astonishing, right?
Where is your usual solemnity and dignity?
So today you are going all out to trample on our pure, weak, and helpless hearts, aren't you?
Among the candidates, only a few were unaffected.
Qing Zhu had been mentally prepared long ago, and Qing Lu had already adjusted her mindset. Qing Ning was a bit of an outlier because she didn't care at all.
Anyway, with her level, she wouldn't be sent out for consultations. Since she wouldn't be, there was nothing to be upset about. After all, who would want to be energetic when they could just be lazy?
Isn't slacking off great?
Ji Feng, looking at the reactions of his senior uncles, aunts, and elders, scratched his head curiously. He wanted to get closer to take a look, but he was afraid of being grabbed and asked about his studies, so he hesitated.
"Come, you guys take a look too!"
After reading the exam paper from beginning to end, Si Teng suddenly felt a bit of envy and jealousy. Why was such a good seedling picked up by his junior brother?
If calculated by the time he studied medicine, even after several hundred years in Yaowang Valley, no one as monstrous as her had ever appeared.
He was suddenly filled with emotion and then suddenly felt dejected. His junior brother was a once-in-a-century monstrous genius, and his disciple was even more so. Sometimes, the gap between people was even greater than the difference between heaven and earth.
He sighed and beckoned the Ji-generation disciples forward to observe. He even had no doubt that some among the Ji-generation would not be able to understand it completely.
And this was a gap that time could not bridge.
Ji Feng impatiently stepped forward and began to read from the first question. At first, he had a relaxed expression, but by the third question, he pursed his lips; by the fifth question, he frowned; by the seventh question, he broke out in a cold sweat. Damn it, why did he understand less and less as it went on?
In the end, Ji Feng's mind was in a daze. He even felt like he wasn't reading the assessment paper for the Qing-generation disciples, but rather a death sentence question that his master had given him and his senior brothers.
No, he understood the questions, but the solutions... he really couldn't understand them!
Someone please tell him, what is Xiao Chai Yu Ying Tang, and why do Xin Chi Cao and Bai Ao Zhi, two mutually antagonistic herbs, appear in the same prescription!
When Ji Cheng pulled Ji Feng away, Ji Feng's mind was still filled with the Xiao Chai Yu Ying Tang prescription. His face was pale, his eyes were vacant, and anyone who didn't know would think his soul had been captured.
Seeing the reactions of the Ji-generation disciples, Si Teng sighed again. He turned to Qin Mu and the elders and said, "Based on this exam paper alone, Feng Luan should not need to participate in the remaining assessments."
"There is no need!"
"Indeed."
"Then tomorrow, we will hold the valley entry ceremony."
"Agreed!"
"Then should the Second Peak accept some disciples?"
The elders spoke one after another. This exam paper alone was enough to prove the candidate's level. To test her further would be an insult.
The Fourth Elder did not speak much but looked at Nan Shiying with admiration and anticipation. After the Second Elder mentioned holding the valley entry ceremony tomorrow, he could no longer hide his thoughts. The Second Peak had become increasingly desolate since that scoundrel Qin Qing left. He had not accepted any disciples, and there were only outer disciples on the peak. Outer disciples who could not enter the inner sect within ten years would leave the valley and go down the mountain.
Therefore, the Second Peak was very desolate.
However, now that Qin Qing's disciple was about to enter the valley, should the matter of accepting disciples for the Second Peak be put on the agenda?
It's fine if Qin Qing, that scoundrel, doesn't accept disciples; let his disciple accept them!
Upon hearing the Fourth Elder's words, Si Teng's eyes lit up, and Poison Elder's back tightened. Accepting disciples? Absolutely not! Never!