Conferred Gods: Start with a Phoenix clone

Chapter 1813 The Ancestral Iron Pestle Ground into a Needle
The last patient was a weirdo, and this fat guy in front of me seems to be just as eccentric.

The Hua family was once a wealthy family; otherwise, they wouldn't have been able to support their martial arts training. However, their father devoted himself to medicine, which led to the family business being largely ruined. Now, they've fallen on hard times and become itinerant doctors. It's a tragic situation.

Unaware of his son's inner turmoil, Hua Tuo, a quarter of an hour later, went on a house call with the two of them.

The fat guest was merely an envoy; the patient's status was higher than expected, as he not only sent a carriage but also fifty strong soldiers as guards.

Traveling westward, they abandoned the carriage that evening and took a fast boat, arriving at a military camp the following morning.

There were huge crowds, numbering at least tens of thousands.

After the portly guest reported this, he invited the three of them into the tent.

Hua Tuo was in front, Xiao Yu carrying a medicine box was behind, and Hua Xiong was holding a big knife, looking like he was not to be trifled with, with guards on the side.

The three entered the central command tent and saw a majestic general with phoenix eyes, silkworm eyebrows, a height of nine feet, and a beard two feet long, playing chess with a scholar beside him.

The portly guest was named Mi Fang, as mentioned on the way. The patient this time was named Guan Yu, the prefect of this place. Some time ago, he was wounded by a poisoned arrow on the battlefield and could not recover for a long time. All the doctors in the army had been examined, but none of them could do anything, so they came to Hua Tuo.

Guan Yu didn't put on any pomp and circumstance, and he showed respect for doctors that was beyond the reach of his time.

He simply nodded, and the scholar who was playing chess took his leave.

Guan Yu glanced at Hua Xiong first. He looked burly, but Hua Xiong was only of average skill and couldn't withstand a single blow from Guan Yu.

He looked at the blind girl Xiaoyu again. At first glance, she seemed like a complete stranger, but upon closer inspection, he felt a strange sense of closeness to her.

This seasoned warrior, who had spent half his life in battle, trusted his intuition and immediately asked, "Doctor Hua, who are the two people behind you?"

Hua Tuo then introduced him to his disciple and son.

Guan Yu pressed for details: "Does it have a name?"

Venus, who was reincarnated as Hua Tuo, was taken aback. "What are you going to do?"
He answered truthfully: "My apprentice shares my surname Hua and his given name is Yu, while my son's given name is Xiong."

The surname Hua will not bring great wealth and status, but it is one of the few surnames that can suppress the fate of Yu Xiao.

When Venus was reincarnated, he went to great lengths to obtain this surname.

"Hua Yu?!" A look of doubt flashed in Guan Yu's eyes. The word "Yu" seemed familiar to him, but he couldn't quite place it.

He hesitated for a moment, then decided to follow his intuition: "I have no daughters, and I would like to adopt the physician's disciple as my goddaughter. Is that possible?"

Hua Tuo was startled. This was no small matter. You're taking her in as your goddaughter? I doubt your destiny can handle it.

He examined Guan Yu's face closely. Huh? This guy actually has the Azure Dragon destiny? As far as he knew, only the ninth of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors had the Azure Dragon destiny. With the involvement of the human race, the Heavenly Court, and the Underworld, the Azure Dragon destiny had been sealed off. How come another one has appeared now?
If he is the reincarnation of that person, then he is indeed qualified to take Yu Xiao as his daughter. It's just that your generational hierarchy is a bit messed up, isn't it?

He instinctively felt that this matter was beyond the control of a mere deity like himself. Judging from the situation, it seemed to be Yunxiao's arrangement. It was their family matter, and as a bystander, he could simply neither support nor oppose it, nor offer any opinion. "Well, Xiaoyu, what do you think?" He dared not call her "Ayu" or "Yu'er," fearing that the Jade Purity Saint riding the ox would hear him and then crush her to death. He could only call her "Xiaoyu."

Hua Yu also felt a sense of familiarity with the imposing General Guan. She had no parents, only a master and a silly junior brother. Having another adoptive father seemed like a good idea.

There was no "If you don't abandon me, I'm willing to become your godfather" plot. Once both parties were willing, the transformation of godfather and goddaughter was completed very simply.

Hua Tuo still remembered his duty as a doctor, pointing to the arrow wound on Guan Yu's arm: "Your Excellency is wounded in the right arm?"

After the relationship between the adoptive father and adoptive daughter was established, in Guan Yu's eyes, his adoptive daughter was no longer the blind girl. She had completely changed into a different person. He was a little surprised. What kind of magic was this?
Since she wasn't blind, Guan Yu taught her all his swordsmanship skills. Hua Yu practiced for seven or eight days, and one day she suddenly had a whimsical idea and asked her adoptive father if she could learn how to use the halberd. She felt that wielding a broadsword was too rough. It was fine for male generals, but women really weren't suited to using broadswords. The halberd could stab and chop, combining the advantages of both swords and spears, and it required sufficient skill, so she thought it was quite good.

This time, Guan Yu did not follow her wishes. Instead, he carefully explained the importance of swordsmanship and the baseness of halberd techniques, emphasizing repeatedly, "Do not learn the halberd, do not learn the halberd, do not learn the halberd!"
Hua Yu is not Deng Mouyu after all, and she is not so obsessed with the Fangtian Halberd. Her adoptive father said that if it is not good, he must have his reasons. She can't be wrong to listen to her elders.

Hua Xiong, who also practiced swordsmanship, expressed a similar view.

Both of them felt she should practice swordsmanship, so she didn't insist anymore.

"Yes, good." Guan Yu stroked his beard and nodded, quite satisfied with the woman's choice.

Regardless of gender, the broadsword is the romance of a warrior; what is the halberd?
Guan Yu was busy with military affairs, and Hua Tuo needed several courses of treatment to cure his arrow wound. In addition, to prevent the injury from recurring, the three of them stayed in a small village next to the military camp.

Hua Tuo had many things to do, including treating patients and writing his own medical books.

After holding back for two days, Hua Xiong took the initiative to find Guan Yu, hoping to serve at the front. Although Guan Yu felt that this strong man's martial arts were not as good as his own, he did not refuse. He immediately kept Hua Xiong by his side, preparing to let him accumulate some merits, and then he could be sent out to serve as the commander of a battalion.

With nothing to do, Hua Yu wandered around the neighborhood under the pretext of collecting medicinal herbs.

One day, she came to a mountain stream and saw a little girl of eleven or twelve years old holding an iron pestle as thick as her arm, grinding it on a rock with a "Duang, Duang" sound.

What was she doing? She hid behind a tree and watched carefully for half an hour.

Little Qingluan felt her arms were sore. In order not to be noticed, she deliberately sealed her magic power. At this time, she could only use her physical strength to grind the iron rod while observing with her peripheral vision.

Why isn't this young master coming out to ask me? Hurry up, I'm getting tired!

As a shared employee, she dared not complain, especially since the order came from Yunxiao. Even if she died of exhaustion next to the stone today, she had to finish teaching Xiaoyuxiao this lesson.

She gritted her teeth and continued to grind the iron rod with great effort.

"Little girl, what are you doing?"

As she heard the question from behind, she breathed a sigh of relief. "You've finally made your appearance!"

She pretended to have just noticed and turned around, looking at it for a while before answering, "My great-aunt needs an embroidery needle, so I'm going to sharpen one for her."

(End of this chapter)