Strongest Great Sage Equalling Heaven: Sun Wukong

"Don't! Don't do that! I'm getting up, I'm getting up!"

Upon hearing Ying Yue's words, the old man in gray trembled all over and hurriedly sprang up, afraid Ying Yue would change his mind, "Young man, no, sir, you must save my Yuan Yuan, you must save her!"

"Stop dawdling!" Ying Yue waved his hand and said, "Let me take a closer look at her first!"

"Yes, yes, yes!"

The old man nodded repeatedly, but when he caught a glimpse of Young Master Wang and the others on the shore, he coughed lightly and said to the girl, "Yuan Yuan, paddle the bamboo raft to the center of the lake!"

"Yes, Grandfather!" The girl glanced at Young Master Wang and the others, picked up the bamboo pole, and began to push the bamboo raft away towards the distance.

"Hey..."

"Don't go!"

Zhao Huahua and the others were extremely anxious. They naturally wanted to see the outcome, but as the bamboo raft drifted further and further away, how could they possibly stop it?

Clearly, the old man in gray didn't want them to know what was going to happen next!

What could they do?

All they could do was watch in frustration as the bamboo raft drifted further and further away, disappearing behind a mountain.

...

"Sir, what exactly is wrong with my granddaughter?"

The old man in gray asked tentatively, still somewhat skeptical at this moment; after all, his granddaughter's illness had been diagnosed as incurable by countless renowned doctors.

Could this young man in front of him really cure her?

"This isn't an illness,"

Ying Yue shook his head. "It's not a common illness; it's a kind of..."

He was about to explain when he suddenly realized he was on Earth, and even if he explained the "condition", they might not believe him.

"Sir, are you trying to say that this isn't a normal illness, but a genetic disease caused by a gene mutation?"

The old man in gray stared at Ying Yue, speaking excitedly.

"Gene mutation? Genetic disease?"

Ying Yue paused upon hearing these words and slowly said, "Sort of; a bloodline illness, which, to put it in your terms, should be called a genetic disease."

"Sort of?"

"Bloodline illness?"

The old man in gray and his granddaughter looked at each other, both somewhat puzzled.

"Alright, we don't need to delve into what this disease is; the focus is on curing it!"

Ying Yue said indifferently, "This illness is rather difficult to treat, but for me, it's nothing much!"

"Sir, if you can cure Yuan Yuan, please, you must help her!"

The old man was very excited. "You don't know, sir; Yuan Yuan is a child of misfortune, having suffered greatly since she was young. Every night on the 15th of the month, she becomes as cold as ice, as if she has been placed in an ice cellar.

Especially these past years, her condition has been worsening. Before, the symptoms only appeared for two hours each night, but in recent years, they've been lasting longer and longer. Last month, she was in agony all night long.

Sigh, we have visited famous doctors everywhere over the years, gone everywhere possible, but it was all in vain. Modern medicine simply cannot cure a genetic disease.

Yuan Yuan is a good child, kind-hearted; she shouldn't have to suffer like this, she just shouldn't!"

As he spoke, the old man's eyes reddened, and Yuan Yuan also began to sob quietly.

"Don't worry, if even this small illness is beyond me, I'd better not bother at all!"

Ying Yue nodded slightly, then gently took the girl's wrist and sent a surge of True Yuan into her body...

The girl's illness, according to the Great Saint, was in fact a bloodline illness!

Bloodline, referring to genes, is the invaluable treasure inherited from ancestors!

This girl possessed a special bloodline, and it was quite powerful.

If the girl had been in the Immortal Realm, nourished by abundant Immortal Qi, her bloodline would have awakened long ago and would not be tormenting her as it was now, desiring to awaken but unable to do so, turning instead into an illness.

With Ying Yue's current cultivation level, he naturally couldn't remove the bloodline from the girl's body. His task was to use True Yuan to seal the bloodline so it could never awaken.

To seal a bloodline was unthinkable for others, but for Ying Yue, it really wasn't a big deal.

For him, who had fused with the bloodline of the Great Saint, what's a mere bloodline worth?

"It must be cured, it must be cured!"

The grandfather and granddaughter watched Ying Yue, their palms sweating with nervousness.

About five minutes later, Ying Yue released the girl's hand and smiled, saying, "Task accomplished, it's all taken care of!"

"Is it done just like that?"

The grandfather and granddaughter were slightly stunned, somewhat in disbelief. Such a serious genetic disease, cured by just taking her pulse?

Could it be true?

The old man, suspicious, turned to his granddaughter and asked, "Yuan Yuan, how do you feel?"

The girl quickly stood up, touched herself all over, and found her body feeling light, as if relieved of shackles, wonderfully relaxed.

"I feel... so light!"

"Really, I feel so light!"

The girl looked at her hands, her beautiful eyes brimming with tears, overwhelmed with joy.

"Let me check!"

The old man in gray hurriedly took his granddaughter's hand to feel her pulse, and gradually, his eyes brightened, "It's better, truly better, my dear granddaughter, you are really cured!"

As he spoke, the grandfather and granddaughter embraced each other and started to cry.

"..."

Ying Yue shook his head smilingly, took up the bamboo pole, and was about to push the raft to the shore, for he had an important matter to deal with, something gnawing at him, so he didn't want to linger here any longer.

"It's alright now, the sir is still here!"

After crying for a while, the old man in gray realized Ying Yue was still on the raft, hastily wiped away the tears from his eyes, and smilingly said, "We've made you laugh, sir!"

"It's only natural!" Ying Yue waved his hand.

"Yuan Yuan, come here, and thank the gentleman for saving your life!"

"Thank you, sir!"

The girl bowed deeply, her eyes filled with gratitude. At this moment, she seemed to realize that Ying Yue's action of throwing Young Master Wang into the water wasn't an attempt to kill him, but merely a lesson.

With Ying Yue's abilities, it would be difficult for Young Master Wang to die even if he wanted to!

"I ate your Thousand Year Ginseng King and cured your illness. We're even now, no need to thank me!" Ying Yue shrugged indifferently.

"Although the Thousand Year Ginseng King is precious, how can it compare to saving a life?" the gray-clad elder insisted. "Sir, your great kindness will be forever etched in my heart, I, Liu Yanshi, will never dare forget it!"

At this moment, he overflowed with joy but also felt tumultuous waves inside.

He knew just how terminal his granddaughter's illness was!

It was a genetic disease that left countless famed medical practitioners helpless, yet this young man cured her just by taking her pulse. What kind of medical technique was this?

Traditional Chinese Medicine?

Could Traditional Chinese Medicine be this powerful?

The elder himself was a renowned figure in Traditional Chinese Medicine, immersed in the practice for decades, and counted among the top in the entire Great Qin Traditional Chinese Medicine community.

But he had never heard that a disease could be cured by pulse diagnosis alone.

Who exactly was this young man?

"What great kindness are you talking about?"

Ying Yue waved his hand, saying, "I've eaten your Ginseng King and I owe you nothing, so consider the treatment as a repayment!"

"Such noble generosity, sir!"

The grandfather and granddaughter exchanged glances, and their impression of Ying Yue greatly improved. Half of a Thousand Year Ginseng King for a life; such great kindness, yet this young man seemed utterly nonchalant about it.

Such magnanimity was truly admirable.

"Sir, is your name Ying Yue?"

At this time, the girl looked at Ying Yue and asked timidly, though shamefaced, her pretty big eyes bravely staring at Ying Yue.

"Yes, I am Ying Yue. Is there a problem?"

Ying Yue responded with a smile, "If there's nothing else, then I'll be on my way. I still have things to do!"

"No… No problem at all!"

The girl hurriedly shook her head.

Ying Yue nodded slightly, "Okay then, let's row the bamboo raft to shore!"

"Yes…"

The girl responded with a sound and, pushing the bamboo pole, began to move towards the shore. The gray-clad elder pulled Ying Yue to sit on a bamboo chair, smiling and saying, "Not to hide it from you, sir, I also practice Traditional Chinese Medicine. I have some reputation in Xinglin, but how come I have never heard of you?"

"Right, with your medical skills, you should be famous. Why are you virtually unknown?"

The girl also asked, puzzled.

"Well…"

Ying Yue pondered for a moment and casually made up an excuse, "I have only recently completed my studies and left my teacher's side. He had a rule: before leaving, one must not practice medicine or save people, so… By the way, elder, where is this place?"

The elder was taken aback, wanting to ask more, but since Ying Yue changed the subject, he felt it improper to press further, yet he couldn't calm his mind.

"Sir, this is Huangshi Reservoir just outside Yunyang County!"

"So it's Huangshi Reservoir!"

Ying Yue sighed with relief. Huangshi Reservoir is located about 20 miles to the east of Yunyang County. It seems Zhao Ruihu didn't throw him in some remote, barren wilderness.

"Zhao Ruihu…"

...

Leaving Yunyang Reservoir, Ying Yue didn't take a car but ran all the way towards the county town. With his current physical condition, 20 miles was nothing. Besides, he didn't have a penny and couldn't afford to take a car.

Half an hour later, he finally returned to Yunyang County Town!

"Zhao Ruihu was in Yunyang County yesterday. He probably hasn't left yet. I wonder where he is now?"

Standing at a crossroad to the east of the county town, Ying Yue furrowed his brow as he watched the passing vehicles.

"I must find Zhao Ruihu!"

"I have to find him!

"But the county town is so large, how should I start searching?"

"Huilong Group of the Zhao family has a branch in Yunyang County. Maybe I should try to wait there and catch him eventually?"

"Wait..."

Thinking of finding someone, Ying Yue was inspired and remembered a minor magic spell for locating people—the Wooden Crane Eagle Tail Technique!

This was a simple spell passed down from the Ancient Witch Clan, used by the witches to track wounded prey and was even more effective than hunting dogs.

In simple terms, as long as one possessed a piece of the prey's skin or a strand of hair, this technique could be used to locate the injured prey!

With Ying Yue's current cultivation level, he couldn't use profound spells like Seventy Two Transformations, The Law of Heaven and Earth, or Three Heads and Six Arms.

But a minor and inferior magic spell like the Wooden Crane Eagle Tail Technique was within his capabilities.

"Zhao Ruilong's hair... it might be on that hillside!"

Having no other choice, Ying Yue returned to that hillside, where he saw overgrown weeds, dense trees, and traces of trampling everywhere.

There was also a pool of bloodstains.

That's where Ying Yue had been beaten!

"Hair!"

Ying Yue exhaled a breath of turbid air, his eyes electric as he began a careful search of the area. With his current insight, he could catch sight of a mosquito a hundred meters away; even the tiny patterns on a fly's wings were crystal clear to him.

Looking for a strand of hair in a pile of weeds was not very difficult.

5 minutes later…