Where's my golden core? Did you think I removed a kidney stone?

Chapter 92 The Heartfire Resounds in the Palace! Seven Steel Nails Pierced into the Heart!

"That's really cruel."

Su Ye looked at the man on the hospital bed who was barely breathing, and lowered his voice. Under the cold white light, the metal hospital bed radiated a chill, but the person on the bed was like a piece of charcoal burning inside.

His skin was red and cracked, his chest was bulging, and with each heartbeat, the cracks in his chest cavity spread outward a little. The smell of burnt meat, disinfectant, and the smell of metal after being heated at high temperatures mixed together and filled the entire research room.

"With the heart open to seven orifices, Xuanjing will use seven specially made steel nails to drive into his heart, sealing these seven orifices and completely locking up the spiritual energy engine of his heart. Then, he will use the spirit of kidney water to guide him, turning him into a violent machine."

Su Ye didn't act immediately; he checked the monitoring device first.

Heart rate disorder, fluctuating blood pressure, alarmingly high body temperature, extensive tearing of muscle fibers, continuous accumulation of internal fire in the chest cavity, and the formation of an extremely dangerous high-pressure zone around the heart.

Seven steel nails sealed off all entrances and exits, which was equivalent to welding a burning furnace shut. The fire inside burned brighter and brighter, and the furnace wall would eventually burst open.

If medical means are used, can these seven steel nails be removed? Since the heart is locked and energy cannot escape, wouldn't it be better to remove them, release the energy, and clear the blockage?

The moment this thought crossed his mind, a glint of light flashed in Su Ye's eyes.

He is a doctor.

When I see someone like this lying here.

The first thing on my mind was how to solve the problem inside the body.

If it were merely a matter of deconstruction, given the penetrating power of his Heavenly Eye-level spiritual strength, it would be something he could understand with just a glance. But in that case, this extraordinary being would undoubtedly die.

Su Ye was thinking of a different path.

Removing the seven steel nails reopened the sealed heart, preserving the inner fire of the heart, and restoring vitality to the body. The more he thought about it, the more passionate he became.

This idea is absolutely insane.

In any hospital, this would be an impossible surgery. The moment the first steel nail is removed, the nerve, compressed to its limit, will tear open at that point, and the entire heart will explode. Therefore, every step must be done with utmost care.

Even if they manage to withstand it, removing each subsequent steel nail is like repeatedly detonating the same explosive barrel, making it extremely difficult.

Moreover, in Su Ye's view, this surgery was unprecedented. After all, extraordinary conditions are new problems in the history of modern medicine. Without the knowledge in books as a reference, it is necessary to deal with the ever-changing situation in a timely manner. Professionalism, extraordinary ability, and even luck and timing are all indispensable.

Collaboration with multiple people is ideal, but Su Ye only has one person.

However, Su Ye believes that he is currently the only person in the country capable of performing this surgery.

He possesses strong self-confidence.

Su Ye raised his hand, and his kidney water spiritual energy slowly covered the area.

The next moment, the patient's heart structure, the location of the seven steel nails, the flow of cardiac energy, blood vessel pressure, and muscle lacerations all unfolded in his mind like a three-dimensional projection stretched to its limit.

The myocardial fibers unfold layer by layer, and the blood vessels resemble crimson river channels. Seven steel nails are driven into seven key points of the heart: the superior vena cava, the inferior vena cava, the four pulmonary veins, and the apex of the heart. The nails are covered with fine barbs, which have become intertwined with the myocardium and the fire elemental energy, growing into one.

If you pull it out directly, the heart will explode; if you pull it out slowly, the patient will be burned to death by their own heart fire.

Su Ye lowered his eyes and gave a cold laugh.

"The methods of the Xuanjing Society, huh?"

"Since that's the case, then I'll play this game with you and see if this person can survive under your cruel methods."

After he finished speaking, he began to prepare.

He put on gloves, disinfected, laid out a sheet, turned around and pushed the instrument tray to his side. There were no assistants in the research room, only a monitor that kept beeping softly. The cold white light cast his and the hospital bed's shadows on the floor, one long and one short, one still and one moving.

Su Ye stood in front of the hospital bed, a wisp of extremely fine lung gold appearing at his fingertips.

That wisp of lung metal was as thin as a transparent scalpel, its sharpness concealed to the extreme. Now, his control over lung metal could completely replace any metal instrument, more precise than an electrosurgical knife and sharper than a cold knife, truly achieving the ability to use his will as a blade.

He made a precise cut in his chest, the incision so clean that even the blood didn't seep out for a moment.

The next moment, a surge of scalding heat erupted from his chest.

The light flickered.

The metal instrument tray was heated until it turned slightly red, and the disinfectant film at the bottom of the tray emitted a fine white mist.

Su Ye remained calm as his kidney water spiritual energy descended, like a transparent ice film, suppressing the restless fire in his heart back to the edge of his chest.

The sternum was opened.

The crimson heart was exposed to the air.

The heart had swelled to an abnormal degree, its surface covered with cracks, from which dark red flames constantly emanated. Each crack opened and closed gently with the heartbeat, like a miniature volcano that could erupt at any moment. Seven black and red steel nails were driven deep into the heart, their ends gleaming coldly under the light and vibrating slightly with the heartbeat.

thump.

thump.

thump.

Each strike was like someone beating a heavy war drum in this deathly silent research room.

Su Ye reached out, his mental energy landing first on the first steel nail.

Instead of pulling it out forcefully, he used his lung metal to slide along the nail into the flesh, severing the adhesion between the barb and the heart muscle with extreme fineness and stability.

The lung metal is sharp and thin, allowing for delicate cuts that many surgical scalpels cannot achieve.

He cut very slowly, each barb that was peeled off having a clear point of landing in his mind. His kidney water suppressed the restlessness of his heart. He adjusted his breathing rhythm, condensing the Heart Fire Breathing Technique into a gentle pull, allowing the sealed fire-type spiritual energy to find a new outlet.

With the anger finally released and the first steel nail removed, the energy within his heart seemed to be searching for an outlet, becoming volatile and frantic. However, Su Ye directly used the super-concentrated power of kidney water to disperse it.

laugh!

A burst of crimson blood gushed out from the nail hole, landing on the metal table beside it. With a sizzle, it burned a thin, charred mark. Su Ye didn't even look at it before tossing the steel nail into the tray.

Ding.

The sound was crisp and clear.

With the first root removed, Su Ye had clearly found the right approach and got the hang of it.

The second one, the third one, the fourth one.

With each plucked hair, a portion of the heart fire is released.

The patient's body convulsed violently, and scalding hot blood kept gushing out from the cracked skin. The temperature difference between the inside and outside of the chest cavity created a distorted heat wave in the air.

Su Ye's hands didn't even tremble.

His mental strength was like an invisible net, covering his entire heart, precisely controlling the moment when the fire of the heart was released from each nail hole within a safe threshold.

When they pulled out the fifth steel nail, something unexpected happened.

thump.

My heart skipped a beat, and then this extraordinary heart rhythm suddenly went awry.

thump.

thump.

Su Ye's pupils contracted, and his heart stopped, like a balloon suddenly deflated.

On the monitor, the pulsating curve suddenly flattened into a glaringly flat line. The alarm ripped through the silence of the entire research lab, its shrill sound causing a sharp pain in the eardrums. The patient's chest stopped rising and falling; the crimson heart lay still in the ruptured chest cavity, its surface glowing dimming inch by inch, like a furnace about to go out.

Su Ye's eyes darkened.

My heart has reached its limit.

It's not the steel nails that's the problem; it's that after the heart fire, which had been sealed off for too long, was reactivated, the heart muscle's own beating rhythm was disrupted.

In the case of a routine surgery, an electric shock should be administered immediately. However, there is no specialized equipment available here. Even if there were, a routine electric shock might not be able to reactivate a heart that has already entered a stage of extraordinary evolution and is capable of bearing the inner vision of the heart fire.

"No, I have to think of another way, otherwise all our efforts will be in vain."

The principles and rhythms of cardiac pacing flashed through Su Ye's mind. His heartbeat was actually different from that of ordinary people. He observed the Heart Fire Palace and used breathing techniques to re-establish the order of his heartbeat. He suddenly raised his hand and pressed it against his chest.

Breathing exercises.

Inside his chest, a gentle fire ignited within him, and Su Ye's heartbeat gradually became clear, steady, and powerful. Unlike the scattered and shallow rhythm of ordinary people, his heart, after being repeatedly tempered by the Crimson Glow Spirit Fruit and the Heart Fire Breathing Technique, carried an almost declarative sense of certainty with each beat.

thump.

thump.

thump.

Like a drumbeat resounding in the darkness, like a precision engine that never stops.

The kidney's spiritual energy enveloped this rhythm, condensing it into an extremely fine and pure wave, which was slowly sent into the patient's heart, which had already stopped beating.

Once. Twice. Three times.

The alarm in the research lab was still blaring, but Su Ye's breathing remained perfectly steady. He used his own breathing technique to re-establish resonance with the remaining embers of the other's heart, using a transcendent heart that had already found its way to rouse another heart that had been locked and stopped beating.

thump.

Su Ye's heartbeat. The patient's heart is not responding.

thump.

The second time, the flame pattern on the surface of the heart trembled slightly.

thump.

The third time, that stagnant crimson heart finally beat gently, following his lead.

The horizontal line on the monitor suddenly jumped up, the patient's chest began to rise and fall again, and that dull drumbeat returned.

A glint of light flashed in Su Ye's eyes.

"You're back. It seems you weren't meant to die."

Without pausing, he seized the moment when the heart fire began to flow again, and the lung metal descended once more.

The fifth steel nail was pulled out, then the sixth, and the seventh. Clang, clang, the last two metallic sounds of metal falling onto the tray rang out. The seven bloodstained steel nails lay neatly in the tray, their barbs still stained with charred blood.

The seven orifices of the heart have reopened.

The suppressed fire in his heart finally flowed out of its cage, no longer rampaging wildly, but slowly spreading through his blood vessels to his limbs and bones.

The crimson heart finally stopped swelling wildly. Under the nourishment of oxygenated blood, it shrank slightly. The cracks on its surface were still dense, but the edges of each crack slowly closed under the warmth of the heart. It began to act like a real engine, sending warmth to the whole body again.

Su Ye focused his mental energy, cleared the remaining gas from his chest cavity, sutured the wound, and stabilized his vital signs.

His movements were fluid and uninterrupted, as if he had rehearsed every step of the surgery countless times in his mind. The entire laboratory gradually quieted down, the anxious atmosphere subsided, and the curves on the measuring instrument finally returned to a slow and steady rhythm.

After an unknown amount of time, the man on the hospital bed twitched slightly.

He awoke from a nightmarish darkness, the first thing he felt was pain; his chest felt as if it had been cleaved open, every rib filled with a tingling, numb ache. Yet, deep within his heart, he felt lighter; the burning pain that had consumed him day and night, the sharp, scorching sensation that had dragged his consciousness into madness, had mostly disappeared.

He struggled to open his eyes, the cold white light blurring his vision, and it took him a while to focus.

A young man was sitting next to the hospital bed.

Wearing an ordinary coat, with a calm expression, he had seven bloodstained steel nails on a tray beside him. The light fell on his face, outlining the quiet and cold lines of his profile. His expression was solemn, and his eyes were icy, giving people a great sense of oppression.

His lips moved, but his voice was so hoarse it was almost inaudible.

"you----"

Su Ye raised his eyes, sat there upright, his breathing steady.

"I have completely removed all the arrangements that Xuanjing Society made on you. Congratulations on your newfound glory."

After Su Ye finished speaking, he sat down next to the metal hospital bed and looked at the middle-aged man in front of him.

The man was about thirty-seven or thirty-eight years old, with a square face, thick eyebrows, and somewhat rough and dark skin, as if he had been exposed to the sun for many years. Even though he had been tormented by his heart and looked unrecognizable, one could still see a hint of honesty and simplicity in his features.

His hands were rough, with thick calluses on his palms, and there were still some grayish-black marks left under his fingernails that couldn't be washed off.

He looked like an honest man, probably someone who came to Xing Shi to work, but unexpectedly he was harmed by Xuan Jing Hui.

And now, there are still faint scorch marks on the stitches on his chest.

Although Su Ye had removed the steel nail from his heart, the damage wasn't fading away so quickly.

The man's lips moved as if he wanted to say something, but suddenly he let out a "whoosh," and he covered his head with both hands, his body trembling violently.

The curve on the rural measuring instrument went erratic for a moment.

Su Ye raised his hand, and a wisp of kidney water spiritual energy descended, stabilizing his mind.

Cold sweat beaded on the man's forehead.

He took a few breaths, his eyes shifting from blankness to fear, and then gradually regaining their senses.

"Tell me your identity." Su Ye understood that this reaction meant that the middle-aged man in front of him had regained his senses and was no longer in a dazed and confused state.

"I—my name is Fang Ze—I came to Lishi to work two years ago." Fang Ze closed his eyes and said intermittently, "I work in Shibei. I usually move goods, do some plumbing and electrical repairs, and I've also done some renovations. The work isn't regular, but I can earn some money with my physical strength and a little bit of skill to support my family—my wife and child are still in our hometown. My child is seven years old this year and just started first grade."

When the middle-aged man mentioned his family, his eyes visibly moistened, as if touching a soft spot in his heart. Su Ye could sense the fear in the middle-aged man at that moment.

This is a man who loves his wife and children very much, and he is afraid that he will never see them again.

Su Ye listened quietly without interrupting.

Fang Ze paused for a moment before continuing, "About a week ago, my heart suddenly started acting strangely—it was beating every day—not the normal kind of beating. I felt like I could hear my heart beating every time I slept, and sometimes I would suddenly wake up in the middle of the night gasping for breath, my heart beating really fast—"

He couldn't explain it clearly, and could only gesture to his chest with his hand.

"It's like someone is knocking on the door from inside, sometimes lightly, sometimes heavily, in a very regular pattern. Sometimes when I'm working, I suddenly feel a surge of heat in my chest, and I feel incredibly energetic, but after a while I feel so weak that I can't stand up. My friend said my face turned pale and told me to go to the hospital to get it checked out."

"As it turned out, on the way to the hospital, someone stopped me."

Fang Ze's breathing became rapid.

"The man was dressed in black, so I couldn't see his face. He was very mysterious. At the time, I had a very strange feeling about him. I always felt that he was dangerous, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he made all my feelings clear."

"He said he could solve everything in my body, so I believed him and went with him—"

What followed was utterly terrifying and horrifying.

Fang Ze's voice trembled slightly.

"I was summoned and taken to a dark, secret room. It was very cold there, the walls were covered with black symbols, and there was a smell of blood."

There is someone standing in front of me, but I can't see their face.

"He opened my chest."

Fang Ze's pupils contracted.

"He drove seven steel nails into my heart, one by one. I was completely paralyzed, but I remained conscious and watched him do it all."

He was trembling as he said this.

That memory was obviously extremely painful.

A pitch-black, sealed room.

A person whose face cannot be seen.

A cold, metallic sound.

A steel nail pierced his heart.

From that moment on, he felt his spirit enveloped in a layer of fiery mist.

He began to lose his mind, wanting only to destroy and kill. The figures in front of him became blurry, and all he could hear were the sounds of burning and commands.

Fang Ze looked down at his hands, his eyes filled with fear.

"Did I... kill someone?"

Su Ye quietly watched this honest man, who had been turned into a true killing machine by the Xuanjing Society. This world is so absurd. It is extremely difficult to get on the right track on the path of the extraordinary, but these evil and crooked paths, abnormal and out of control, can be entered in an instant.

A person who has just begun to awaken their inner vision.

However, it caused enormous damage to the Azure Dragon.

"I killed someone—"

Fang Ze's hand clenched tightly, his knuckles turning white. Suddenly, a piercing pain surged through him, as if his entire body had been burned away. The pain seemed to be crawling out from deep within his flesh, as if his flesh and blood had been torn apart.

Su Ye wasn't good at comforting people, but seeing his state, he said, "This is the result of your heart burning your whole body."

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"The energy in your heart is compressed to the extreme, and the scorching heat covers your entire body, causing your flesh and blood to dry out. Even now, your condition is extremely serious."

"Without this extraordinary body, you wouldn't be able to open your eyes and speak to me right now."

Fang Ze stared blankly at Su Ye.

He realized that this young man had saved him. He swallowed hard, his throat dry and hoarse, and said, "Thank you."

Su Ye said, "I am a doctor myself, and healing the sick and saving lives is my duty."

Fang Ze's expression was complicated. He remained silent for a long time before suddenly raising his head, his eyes revealing a suppressed glint.

"Who exactly are those people?"

He thought of his wife, his children, and the small courtyard in his hometown, with firewood piled in the corner and a jujube tree at the gate.

Almost.

He became someone else's tool, a killing machine, to destroy other people's families and society, and he himself could never return to his own home.

Perhaps at the moment his heart reaches its limit, he will turn to ashes in the light, collapsing in some forgotten corner, never to awaken again.

A glint of fire flashed in the honest man's eyes.

"Who is it?"

Su Ye looked at him and said, "Xuanjing Society."

Fang Ze remembered the name; the organization that mysterious person belonged to was called Xuanjing Society.

Su Ye saw the hatred gleaming in the middle-aged man's expression.

He also understood that this was the anger of a husband and a father, a anger born from the turmoil of unexpected events.

Fang Ze slowly looked at Su Ye, his expression showing a hint of respect.

"You're extraordinary too, aren't you?"

Su Ye nodded, not denying it.

Fang Ze hesitated for a moment, then asked directly, "Can I come with you?"

Su Ye was stunned for a moment.

Unexpectedly, this person would be so direct. Fang Ze propped himself up, seemingly trying to sit up, but then gasped because of the pain in his chest.

"I understand that the changes in me are absolutely extraordinary."

"I probably can no longer go back to the life of an ordinary person. You are a great superhuman who can solve my situation. I believe in your abilities."

"I don't have much ambition, I just want to live, and for my family to live —"

He lowered his voice as he said this.

"I can't die—"

The research room fell silent.

The cold white light shone on Fang Ze's rough face; his eyes were red, but he didn't flinch.

Su Ye looked at him for a while, then said, "I am merely an observer of an era, someone who saw the changes in this world a step ahead of others."

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"As for you, I can tell you some cultivation methods for the future. Your life should still have your own color. I like freedom and naturally do not want to restrict others."

Su Ye didn't say anything more, turned around and left the research room, leaving Fang Ze looking dazed.

He called you, and the call was answered quickly.

"How's it going?" You still sounded somewhat hopeful on the phone.

Su Ye looked at the white light at the end of the corridor, his tone calm.

"Xuan Jinghui inserted seven steel nails into his heart. One of them sealed the acupoints, and the last one was driven into the very core of his heart."

"That one was used to secure the other steel nails."

Your voice deepened.

"Did you find a solution?"

Su Ye said, "If you encounter a similar out-of-control Xinhuo in battle, don't fight it head-on. Xinhuo Minggong and his gang went berserk, just like an uncontrolled bomb, causing the kidney water in Canglong to be positioned like a steel nail at the very core."

"As long as that steel nail vibrates or shifts, his heart will temporarily stop beating, and the other steel nails will naturally shift as well. The heart's power will leak out, and each steel nail will shift out of position. The heart will break through the blockade, and everything will be resolved."

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, and you immediately understood the value of those words; this was the key to dealing with the Xuanjing Society.

"This eclipse is crucial."

Old Wang said in a deep voice, "The value of this Devouring Breath lies in the fact that it may save many extraordinary Azure Dragons from sacrifice. Thank you, Xiao Ye."

"Um.

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After hanging up the phone, Su Ye returned to the fiber research lab.

Fang Ze was able to stand up with difficulty.

His recovery was truly terrifying. The monster had burned and severely damaged all his muscles, yet he recovered to the point where he could walk so quickly.

The extraordinary truly defies common medical knowledge.

Su Ye watched as Fang Ze, holding onto the edge of the bed, walked forward step by step.

Fang Ze is very honest and obedient.

Su Ye told him to adjust his breathing, and he did so immediately. He usually didn't like to talk much, answering only one question at a time, as if he was afraid of causing trouble for others. He was indeed a very honest and simple middle-aged man.

Su Ye took Fang Ze back to his hotel and booked a room for him next door. Fang Ze was still injured, so it was inconvenient for him to stay outside. By leaving him nearby, Su Ye could keep an eye on his condition at any time.

During the day of the summons, Su Ye would occasionally go over to help Fang Ze adjust his breathing rhythm and his own state. The state of Xinming Palace quickly recovered, and his heart regained its extraordinary supply. Although his body did not have the terrifying recovery speed of Xuanmu, it was also forcibly restoring its functions.

After all, a single engine is still extremely powerful.

This middle-aged man has embarked on this path. He lacks the boldness of a young person and the agility of a sharp mind; he only possesses a body that has evolved, which is still quite dangerous in this era.

at night.

Su Ye sat in his hotel room, looking out at the bustling traffic and lights of the city.

In the distance, tall buildings have large windows that are lit up, and the river surface is illuminated by neon lights, creating a flowing, cold glow.

He closed his eyes and looked inward again. It was at this moment that Su Ye discovered the changes in himself after completing the surgery.

"Um?"

A thick layer of texture had appeared inside his heart.

The texture emerged along the trajectory of the heart's flow, fine and dense, like a natural mark burned deep within flesh and blood by a flame.

"A new form of fortune telling?"

Su Ye murmured.

He hadn't expected this to happen.

What exactly are these astrological principles? If astrology is taken to its extreme, wouldn't one's own flesh and blood be inlaid with these mysterious patterns?

Thinking about this, Su Ye couldn't help but feel excited.

He possesses a breathing technique, which can be considered a self-created extraordinary method.

The patterns and rules of astrological charts seem to have some similarities with breathing techniques.

Perhaps there's a shortcut to quickly grasp the intricacies of it all.

Su Ye began to plan his daily spiritual practice.

Perhaps we could focus on the astrological aspects related to the heart.

The heart is the core of everything.

Su Ye now has a clear and distinct understanding of his current extraordinary abilities.

Kidney water governs the spirit.

The lung metal element governs attack and destruction.

The spleen, representing earth, governs the foundation.

Blackwood is primarily used for healing and self-recovery.

The heart, the "Heart Fire Palace," is the engine that connects all of this and supplies energy.

Having figured out the order, Su Ye felt a sense of clarity.

The next day, Fang Ze followed Su Ye and roughly understood the whole story and the purpose of the Xuanjing Society. In the hotel room, he sat on a chair with his hands on his knees, looking somewhat restrained.

"Can the Azure Dragon defeat the Mysterious Scenery Alliance?"

During this time, Fang Ze also stayed in the Xuanjing Society. Although he was often confused, he still remembered the cold corridors, the people whose faces he couldn't see, the screams in the secret room, and the eyes that treated people as materials. He still had an indescribable fear of the Xuanjing Society.

He understood the unfathomable depths of the Xuanjing Society.

Su Ye said quietly, "In the end, it's just a grassroots organization. No matter how powerful it is, it's still just a heretical sect."

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"Given the overwhelming trend, he can only be crushed by the Azure Dragon; there is no other possibility."

Fang Ze looked horrified.

He certainly understood what kind of power the Azure Dragon's summons represented.

But when he looked at Su Ye, a different kind of shock rose in his heart.

The young man by the window looked calm, without the slightest hint of arrogance.

But Fang Ze remembered the scene he saw when he woke up.

Under the cold white light, seven blood-stained steel nails lay on the tray.

The young man sat there, pulling him back from the abyss of monsters.

Fang Ze's throat tightened.

He suddenly realized.

This one is probably Azure Dragon's ultimate trump card.

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