Village Doctor's Women-Chapter 280 - 274 Yang Soul and Physical Body
Wang Jian could feel the solidity of his soul, a sensation entirely different from the emptiness he had unexpectedly experienced in the hospital. He subtly felt that he had broken through once again, now possessing the ability to project his Yang Soul at will.
The scorching sensation that had frightened him earlier had caused his Yang Soul to return to his body. To verify his theory, Wang Jian had no choice but to project it again. Just as he thought, the moment he willed it, his Yang Soul floated up, while his physical body and Xu Qian remained sleeping in the bed. This proved he had indeed made a breakthrough.
From today on, I can cultivate the Yangshen.
Wang Jian grew excited. This novel sensation, once experienced, was hard not to like. However, as soon as he passed through the door, the scorching sensation from before returned. Only then did he realize the source of the heat: the rising sun in the east. The thought had barely formed when he understood the reason. Although a Yang Soul belongs to the living, it still fears the sun. Yet, he had a premonition that at some future realm of cultivation, his Yang Soul might be able to walk in the daylight.
All day, he was somewhat distracted, just waiting for night to arrive. As soon as he got home and finished dinner, he eagerly entered his room. Before beginning his cultivation, he didn't forget to tell Xu Qian to ensure no one disturbed him, then he hastily entered the state of Yangshen projection.
It is indeed very different.
Everything around him was clearly there, yet he couldn't touch any of it. Wang Jian even moved to Xu Qian's side, watching her tidy up the house. Whether he spoke or passed his hand through her body, she had no reaction whatsoever. However, when Xu Qian suddenly turned and walked through his Yang Soul, she seemed to sense something. She stopped and looked around, but continued with her tasks after finding nothing out of the ordinary.
Wang Jian himself didn't know how to cultivate the Yang Soul, so he could only wander about in his Yang Soul form.
As dusk settled, Wang Jian phased out of the house. He could feel the scorching heat in the air gradually receding, replaced by a growing coolness that was very comfortable for his Yang Soul. The heat and coolness seemed to represent the alternation of day and night. His Yang Soul could perceive this shift so directly, but his physical body could not. Wang Jian felt this was the key to cultivating the Yangshen.
He tried to sit cross-legged in the air in his Yangshen form, assuming the Embrace the One posture to begin his cultivation. The moment he entered a meditative state, he seemed to witness the transition from sunset to night, which was in essence the convergence of Yin and Yang. This was very similar to the Yin Yang Power he had acquired before. No wonder one has to comprehend Yin Yang Power to awaken the Yang Soul. The Yang Soul relies on Yin Yang Power for its cultivation. His accidental acquisition of Yin Yang Power had granted him the ability of the Yang Soul prematurely. Otherwise, with his current rate of cultivation, reaching the path of the Yangshen mentioned in the ancient texts would have been a lifelong impossibility. His stumbling into this domain by treating people's ailments could be considered a form of good karma.
Wang Jian didn't dwell on that; he just wanted to frantically absorb the Yin Yang essence permeating the air, like a man who, after two or three days of thirst in the desert, had suddenly found water. Sunset was the time of Yin and Yang's transition. Though neither extreme Yin nor extreme Yang, it was one of the few moments one could directly interact with Yin Yang Power.
What Wang Jian hadn't noticed was that while his Yang Soul was cultivating, his physical body, resting in the room, was also in a wondrous state. The balanced Yin Yang Power within him, which had always circulated smoothly through his meridians and strengthened little by little, had changed. As his Yang Soul began absorbing the Yin Yang essence from the air, the Yin Yang balance inside his body transformed into a metaphorical nuclear power plant. Operating wildly, it achieved a full day's worth of growth in the span of just ten breaths.
This state, however, did not last long. After a minute, Wang Jian discovered a problem: the scorching aura around him had completely vanished, leaving only the coolness. From this point on, the only thing he could channel was Yin Energy. Moreover, he wasn't absorbing it but merely circulating it within his Yang Soul before it returned to nature as ordinary energy. After this process, his Yang Soul became purer, but his body's cultivation no longer changed. This was a conclusion he reached only after returning to his body.
Now, Wang Jian began to wander every corner of the village in his Yang Soul form. He saw quite a few interesting things, as many people liked to secretly do things that couldn't stand the light of day. But what attracted him the most was the deserted mountain area.
In his Yang Soul state, he felt an inexplicable pull from that mountain range, as if something there was drawing him closer. He had never felt this before; his Yang Soul must have resonated with something. The feeling was very strong. After carefully sensing the direction, he controlled his Yang Soul and flew out.
It had to be said that the sensation of rapid flight in the Yangshen state was addictive. As a man, who hadn't dreamed of flying as a child? Wang Jian excitedly took in everything as houses and trees zipped past behind him. In just a few minutes, he had arrived deep in the mountains.
The summoning feeling, surprisingly, was coming from beneath the mountain itself. The Yang Soul wasn't afraid of physical barriers, so without much thought, Wang Jian dove into the mountain. However, after descending less than ten meters, he crashed into an invisible wall. He tried probing a hundred-meter radius of the mountain and found the same barrier everywhere. That invisible wall was guarding something, specifically designed to repel a Yang Soul. This indicated that the Yang Soul was not unique to him, and the writings in the ancient texts were not just figments of imagination.
Wang Jian was extremely excited and searched continuously for a gap. In the end, he only found a Stone Gate inside a stalactite cave. The place blocking him was actually a large tomb. And this great tomb didn't even have the owner's name inscribed. There was no writing on the two sealed stone doors either. Wang Jian knew this wasn't something he could solve on his own, so he decided to leave for now.
After returning to his physical body, Wang Jian was shocked by the surging Yin Yang Power within him. Only then did he realize that cultivating the Yangshen also drove the body's improvement. Because the Yang Soul's perception was more sensitive, the efficiency of his physical body's cultivation had increased manyfold.
This is a truly unexpected joy.
He was unaware, however, that as he reveled in his surprise, the person who had tricked him before was experiencing a dark moment.
Today in Beijing, a rather secretive welcome banquet was being held in the People's Assembly Hall. The attendees included the veteran members of the National Medical Group, as well as the new members who had joined this year. This was much like an induction ceremony for the Chinese Academy of Sciences. The main difference was that the National Medical Group was exclusively for doctors, and its scale and influence were smaller.
This year was special. In addition to the members of the National Medical Group, many influential figures had shown up. This instantly elevated the event's stature, making it seem like a broadcasted ceremony for the Chinese Academy of Sciences. The veteran members entering the hall even thought they had gone to the wrong place.
Xu Changqing and Old Chen were seated in the front row. They both kept looking at the arriving people with puzzled expressions.
Old Chen said irritably, "When you came to Capital City today, why didn't you bring that kid along? You just had to make him come by himself yesterday." His tone was full of complaint toward Xu Changqing.
Xu Changqing smiled. "He's a grown man. Does he still need to travel with his elders? He'll never grow up that way."
"You can't say that," Old Chen lamented. "I don't have many years left. Every time I see this kid is one less time I'll get to see him."
"Lao Chen, why are you always so morbid?" Xu Changqing said with a frown. "I sent you to Shanghai City to recuperate because the feng shui there is good. I hoped it would help you change your mindset, but it seems nothing has changed." 𝘧𝘳𝘦ℯ𝓌𝘦𝒷𝘯𝑜𝑣𝘦𝓁.𝒸𝘰𝓂
"I'm over seventy. What change can I possibly expect?" Old Chen said. "I've lived long enough. I'm not a cultivator, so I'm not seeking immortality." As he spoke the last few words, he was clearly teasing Xu Changqing.
Xu Changqing ignored the jibe and asked, looking puzzled, "This is strange. The meeting is about to start. Why isn't that kid here yet? Do you think something happened?"
Old Chen also felt something wasn't right. He called over a guard and whispered a few words. A few minutes later, the guard returned with news.
Old Chen's face immediately darkened. He turned to Xu Changqing and said, "Your precious disciple won't be coming. I had someone check the list of attendees, and his name isn't on it. My people asked around. They said your precious disciple was dismissed before he even arrived."
Xu Changqing thought for a moment and instantly understood what had happened.
