Chapter 3602: Quack Method

More accurately, it was Agis Stirlander, his friend and Natalya's grandfather, who had healed Lucas's privates. Davis had received a bit of lesson on how to cure the maimed private of a man, but this was another case altogether.

As far as he had heard from Master Deathseeker, his privates were working just fine.

However, his white motes apparently died in his sacks as soon as they were produced, so no amount of ejaculations was enough for him to get his wives pregnant.

It wasn't only Master Deathseeker who suffered from this phenomenon but all those who practiced the Ghost Tear Hall's main cultivation manual. Hence, Davis could see that this problem was also due to their cultivation manual, like the Deathly Madness Sickness.

For the record, he hadn't completely healed the Second Ancestor either.

The Deathly Madness Sickness was still there. He had yet to alleviate it, but what he prevented was a death scenario. He had extended the Second Ancestor's lifespan by at least a thousand years. Of course, it was only true if the other party was to wake up. Otherwise, he couldn't be any deader than dead.

It could be said he euthanized the Second Ancestor in that case.

Davis didn't care.

The most important thing was to rectify the flaw in the circulation of the death-attributed cultivation manual. What he would do would only be temporary, so Davis didn't care much but he was extra careful for Master Deathseeker.

He incision Master Deathseeker's abdomen with his finger coated in light energy and began inscribing Master Deathseeker's kidney with life energy.

The kidney was the organ that ordained sexual activity in humans, including boosting their virility. Many medicines always boost one's sexual drive through the kidneys, so Davis began his unorthodox treatment on the basis of that concept.

Unlike Myria and Ellia, he was a fake physician through and through who only knew how to perform first-aid and brute force his way into treating wounds and illnesses. After all, what he was doing right now was no different than basic body inscription, but this was one was highly complex enough to be used in spirit formations, ultimately used to increase virility.

Davis felt this was enough.

Although it was an untested method, Davis had confidence this method for treating virility could last for long as this was only a temporary measure. It would at least last until Master Deathseeker reached the Empyrean Stage since his own death energy would diminish and erase the power of the inscriptions he made.

As long as the remnant energy remained like a curse, except in this case, it was life energy, Master Deathseeker would be sure to have the lives of his yang essence restored.

That was the basis of his quack methods, but he was fairly confident in them.

In the future, Davis would have to personally correct the flaws in the Ghost Tear Hall's cultivation manual for the higher-ups of the Ghost Tear Hall to be able to use death energy without getting restricted by so problems.

Cultivating Death Laws wasn't something living beings weren't supposed to do in general. Yet, the Ghost Tear Hall seemed hell-bent on it.

Therefore, he could only arrive at such a decision at the moment.

Soon, he was done inscribing Master Deathseeker's liver with a bodily inscription, and he closed the incision with life energy.

'This should block the cultivated death energy from killing Master Deathseeker's trillions of kids who have yet to burrow themselves into an egg in order to be born...'

Davis nodded at the surgery he conducted before he slapped Master Deathseeker lightly, trying to wake him up.

However, it seemed like the sedation pill he gave Master Deathseeker was a bit potent.

He had to wait ten more minutes for Master Deathseeker to wake up.

"...!"

Master Deathseeker flinched like a spring, sitting up straight in an instant above the plain white bed. His pupils were unfocused despite being empty black vessels that swirled like the vortex of death because they had turned grayish at this moment.

The next moment, Master Deathseeker turned to glare at Davis, his grayish-vortex pair of eyes adopting a shade of crimson.

"Courting death!"

Master Deathseeker flared with anger, filled with embarrassment as he felt like he was caught off-guard. However, his body didn't seem to be in top shape as his death energy refused to circulate faster, and whatever death energy he managed to collect failed to move according to his Will.

"Calm down, Master." Davis chuckled, "The sedation pill has yet to recede completely. On the other hand, I have most likely rectified your problem, so rejoice."

"..."

Master Deathseeker fell silent.

"What did you do?" He asked calmly.

Davis explained his method and smirked, "-that's it. There shouldn't be a problem anymore until you reach the Empyrean Stage or your prowess reaches the Empyrean Stage. But now, you can happily try to impregnate your wives."

Master Deathseeker took slow breaths to calm himself down. It would be a lie if he said he wasn't interested in secluding himself with his women right now, but he still remained doubtful.

"How likely is your treatment capable of curing my problem?"

"Most likely."

"Would it even-"

"Most likely..."

"..."

Hearing Davis repeat his answer, Master Deathseeker gnashed his teeth.

He felt like he had been scammed. However, he wasn't angry anymore as this method seemed quite harmless. The life energy inscription, even if it didn't rectify his problem, wasn't harmful either.

It was a remnant force anyone would be glad to have as it would make them quickly recover down there after an arduous session of dual cultivation.

"Ughh..."

Abruptly, the sound of an old man groaning could be heard.

He flailed in the wooded bathtub as though he was going to die but then soon realized it was healing him. His expression went from confusion to shock.

"Oh, look. The Second Ancestor also woke up."

Davis smiled before he walked closer to the Second Ancestor.

"I imbued your cells with life energy, rejuvenating them so they have a bit more to give to your lifespan. The Deathly Madness Sickness also shouldn't flare up for the next hundred years at the very least, so you don't need to worry."

"..."

The Second Ancestor glared at Davis before he relaxed and floated in the bathtub, heaving a comfortable sigh.

"Whatever... just being able to soak in this enough for my life to be complete as I've never felt this comfortable in my entire life..."

Davis chuckled.

He didn't bother to say what it was and cupped his hands.

"Then my duty here is over for the time being. Perhaps if we meet again in the future, I will rectify the Ghost Tear Hall's main cultivation manual."

"Wait..."

The Second Ancestor reached out his hand from the edge of the wooden bathtub, "You're already considered to be one of us, so it wouldn't hurt to give you the Withering Ghost Tome comprising of all three cultivations, although I guess you have no need for it since it is quite plain to see that you practice another cultivation manual that has far outstripped ours."

"Also, do you really not want to give a try in subduing the Founder's Legacy Artifact?"