Ming Dynasty: Gain one supernatural power every day

Zhu Gaoxi spent the morning in Kunning Palace talking with Empress Xu.

Empress Xu's complexion was much better than yesterday; her face had regained color, and she spoke with more strength. To put it bluntly, she was cured. So why write it like this? Of course, it's to garner sympathy and capitalize on this wave of traffic.

She looked at her youngest son, reached out and touched his face, and said with a smile, "Xi'er, you look great today, much more energetic than yesterday."

Zhu Gaoxi smiled but didn't say anything more.

The immortal body he had gained from signing in this morning left him feeling incredibly energetic, but he didn't plan to bring it up now.

Not long after, the three princesses arrived with their children. Zhang Yan, Lady Wei, and Lady Weng led their respective heirs and princesses, Wu Yangyang, in to pay their respects to Empress Xu.

The children knelt down, chattering and calling out to their grandmother. Empress Xu smiled broadly and beckoned the children to come to her.

The three princesses stood to the side, their gazes all falling on Zhu Gaoxi. They were all wondering if they had any sisters or relatives of the same age. This fourth brother had received the inheritance of immortals and was so handsome; if their sisters had the chance, it would be an incredible opportunity.

Zhang Yan spoke first, smiling as she looked him up and down: "Fourth brother, you look like a completely different person today. Your complexion, your eyes, they're as bright as stars."

Madam Wei also came over and looked him up and down several times: "That's right. I didn't notice it yesterday, but today, he exudes an ethereal aura."

Madam Weng smiled and said, "Fourth Brother was originally a disciple of the Dao Ancestor, so it's normal for him to have immortal energy."

Zhu Gaoxi was embarrassed by the praise, scratched his head, and smiled without replying.

Empress Xu listened to her daughters-in-law praising her youngest son and felt happy. She leaned back on the soft couch and watched with a smile.

The children lingered with Zhu Gaoxi for a while before being led away by their wet nurse to have some snacks.

The three princesses didn't leave; they sat beside Empress Xu and talked, but their eyes kept glancing at Zhu Gaoxi. They all had something on their minds: they wanted to ask their fourth brother to cure his illness, but they couldn't ask in front of their mother, so they could only wait patiently.

About half an hour later, the eunuchs announced from outside the door: "His Majesty has arrived—His Highness the Crown Prince, His Highness the Prince of Han, and His Highness the Prince of Zhao have arrived."

The palace doors swung open. Zhu Di strode in, followed by Zhu Gaochi, Zhu Gaoxu, and Zhu Gaosui.

The three princesses quickly led their children to pay their respects. Zhu Di sat down next to Empress Xu, shook her hand, and said nothing, but his gaze swept over Zhu Gaoxi.

As soon as Zhu Gaoxu entered, he saw his fourth brother and strode over. He squatted down and looked Zhu Gaoxi up and down several times, clicking his tongue in amazement:

"Fourth brother, you seem like a completely different person today. I didn't notice it yesterday, but today you exude an ethereal aura. Your eyes are so bright, and your complexion is so good; you don't seem like an ordinary person."

Zhu Gaosui followed behind his second brother, carefully examined his fourth brother, and nodded, saying:

"Second brother is right. Fourth brother is indeed different; there's something... indescribable about him now."

Zhu Gaochi, supported by a eunuch, slowly walked over, panting heavily. His gaze fell on his fourth brother's face, and he paused for a moment. He didn't speak, but he was equally surprised.

Zhu Gaoxi, surrounded by his three older brothers, knew what they were thinking and spoke up first:

"Eldest brother, second brother, third brother, this morning the Dao Ancestor helped me cleanse my marrow and transform my mortal body into the body of an immortal, also known as the Pure Yang Body. I am immune to all diseases, impervious to swords and spears, and have inexhaustible energy, which is why I look so good today."

Zhu Gaosui's heart skipped a beat.

A body of pure Yang. Lü Dongbin, whose Taoist name was Pure Yang True Man. Yesterday, he guessed that his fourth brother might be the reincarnation of Lü Zu, but that was just a thought. Today, his fourth brother personally uttered the words "body of pure Yang"—what a coincidence!

He took a deep breath, suppressing the turmoil in his heart, and said nothing more, only giving his fourth brother a deep look. It was indeed so. Fourth brother, you really are the reincarnation of Lu Zu.

Zhu Gaoxu didn't think that much about it. He only heard the words "endless energy" and grinned, "That's great! Fourth Brother has inexhaustible strength, perfect for treating us one by one."

He crouched down and brought his right shoulder closer: "Fourth brother, can you take a look at my shoulder first? It hurt all night again, I just couldn't take it anymore."

Zhu Gaosui quickly added, "Fourth brother, third brother too. I've had this lung disease since I was a child, and I coughed for half the night last night and couldn't sleep."

Zhu Gaochi didn't speak, but everyone could see the expectation in his eyes.

The three princesses listened from the side, exchanging glances. Lady Wei was the first to step forward, unable to contain herself any longer: "Fourth brother, I also want to ask you for a favor. I've had this headache for years..."

Zhang Yan and Madam Weng also spoke up, saying they wanted their fourth brother to take a look.

The children had run back sometime earlier, crowding around the doorway and peeking in. The youngest, Princess Zhending, called out in her childish voice, "Fourth Uncle, I want one too!"

Kid, get out of here! Do you know what this is all about? You're going to do this!

Oh, it's a cute, sweet, and soft little princess! Oh well, I thought it was Zhanji!

The hall immediately became lively.

Zhu Di sat beside Empress Xu, watching this scene with a slight smile on his lips. He coughed softly, but the hall immediately fell silent.

"I also have some old injuries," Zhu Di said casually, but his gaze fell on Zhu Gaoxi. "Xi'er, take a look at them too."

Empress Xu gently squeezed his hand and whispered, "You certainly know how to pick your time."

Zhu Di didn't reply, but the smile in his eyes was unmistakable.

Zhu Gaoxi looked around: his father, his three elder brothers, his three sisters-in-law, and the group of little kids by the door. He took a deep breath: "One at a time. Father, please go first."

Zhu Di stood up, walked over, and sat down in front of him.

Zhu Gaoxi placed his small hand on his father's wrist, allowing the power of creation to penetrate it. The arrow wound on his right shoulder, the knife wound on his left rib, the accumulated cold in his knee, and the old damage to his lumbar spine all appeared in his consciousness. He didn't say much, but instead channeled his life force into a warm breath.

Zhu Di felt a surge of heat throughout his body, and the old wounds that had troubled him for over a decade disappeared piece by piece, like ice and snow melting away.

"I'm all better now, I'm all right again!" He moved his right shoulder, twisted his waist, bent his knees, and then checked the most important parts of his body. He suddenly stood up, his eyes wide open.

"Is it done?" he asked in a low voice, his voice filled with disbelief.

"Alright." Zhu Gaoxi withdrew his hand. "Father will no longer feel pain."

Zhu Di took a deep breath, patted his youngest son on the shoulder, said nothing, and turned to sit back down next to Empress Xu. His eyes were slightly red, which Empress Xu noticed but didn't point out.

Next was Zhu Gaoxu. Zhu Gaoxi sent life force into his second brother's body, reconnecting the crack on his right shoulder bone and straightening the twisted tendons one by one.

Zhu Gaoxu felt a soreness, swelling, and itchiness all at once. The muscles on his face twisted like a bitter gourd, but he gritted his teeth and didn't cry out.

A moment later, he stood up, swung his right arm with a fierce air, and said, "Fourth brother, my life is yours from now on. Wherever you point, I'll go..."

Zhu Gaoxi waved his hand, telling him to stop talking, and turned to look at Zhu Gaosui.

Zhu Gaosui's lung disease was congenital. Zhu Gaoxi infused his third brother's lungs with vitality, thickening the lobes and expanding the alveoli.

Zhu Gaosui took a deep breath; he had never breathed so smoothly before. His eyes reddened, and he quickly wiped them away.

When it was Zhu Gaochi's turn, his kneecaps were rough and deformed. Zhu Gaoxi transformed his vitality into an invisible carving knife, smoothing out the rough areas and covering them with a protective film.

Music plays here: Life is like a merciless carving knife...

Zhu Gaochi stood up and walked around a few times, striding back and forth in the hall twice. Tears welled up in his eyes, and he picked up Zhu Zhanji in one arm: "Zhanji, my leg is healed!"

The ailments of the three princesses were also treated one by one. Lady Wei's headache was cured, Lady Weng's uterine coldness was relieved, and Zhang Yan's back pain was gone. In less than half an hour, all three of their chronic ailments were cured.

The children gathered around, and Zhu Gaoxi examined them one by one. Those with insufficient lung qi, weak spleen and stomach, anemia, or congenital deficiencies were all treated.

The youngest princess, Zhen Ding, was held on his lap, her little hands resting on her head, her pale face turning rosy.

She hugged Zhu Gaoxi's neck, kissed him, giggled, and ran away.

The hall was filled with laughter and cheerful conversation.