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Chapter 275 Is this really true?

Upon hearing this, Yang Qing Teng nodded emphatically.

A look of helplessness appeared on his face as he said frankly, "I've made up my mind. Young friend, you just need to do your best."

Ye Feng nodded, but before he could take any action, Liu Qinghong's voice suddenly came from the side.

"Master Yang, some people can't be trusted!"

He winked, a greedy look slowly creeping onto his face. "This kid is clearly talking nonsense and playing tricks. How could such an evil seed exist?"

"That's exactly what he said; he just wanted to scam more money!"

Upon hearing these words, not only Yang Qing Teng, but also other members of the Yang family were somewhat skeptical.

If such a thing really exists, why have they never heard of it before?

In contrast, they always felt that the demon flower was something that only appeared in TV dramas.

Just then, Liu Qinghong pressed on, saying, "Patriarch Yang, I have a way to guarantee that Old Master Yang will be cured without any risk."

"Hmm? Is that really true?"

Yang Qingteng was startled and immediately looked at Liu Qinghong in disbelief.

"Of course, as long as you give me that tiger heart grass, I will immediately contact my master to come out of seclusion. Once he takes action, there is no disease in the world that he cannot cure."

Seeing Liu Qinghong's confident expression, Yang Qingteng hesitated even more.

He had heard of the other party's master's reputation; he was a renowned physician. But he had already promised Ye Feng, so what should he do?

After only a moment's thought, he figured it out.

Even if Ye Feng truly had the ability to save his father, he was still young and lacked the necessary skills, so he was not confident in his abilities.

But if Liu Qinghong's master were here, he might be more confident, and he trusts him more.

Thinking of this, Yang Qing Teng's heart began to subtly lean inward.

"Benefactor Yang, this humble monk also has a method here that should also be able to drive away the flower seeds!"

At this moment, Master Deman also spoke up.

Helpless, Yang Qing Teng's gaze followed, filled with resignation.

How come all three of them have a solution?

"Master, do you have any ideas? Please tell me," Yang Qingteng pressed.

"When I was traveling around, I once caught a golden cicada. This creature is of great significance to us. Over the years, we have taken good care of it and have become more and more connected with Buddhism."

"I can send this cicada into Old Master Yang's body, to his heart, and have it eat the flower seed."

As soon as Master Deman finished speaking, he stretched out his hand.

A golden cicada slowly crawled out of his wrist, and everyone stared wide-eyed at it closely.

The cicada was about the size of a grain of rice and looked incredibly strange. Master Deman's words were indeed correct; this golden cicada could indeed burrow into Old Master Yang's body.

"This is unheard of; there are actually such tiny cicadas in the world."

"I don't know if it's just my imagination, but I actually smelled a faint Buddhist fragrance on this cicada."

"Master Deman has a deep affinity with Buddhism; he even managed to encounter such a golden cicada."

......

Although everyone was chattering away, Yang Qing Teng couldn't help but frown.

He asked with some skepticism, "Master Deman, is your method really feasible?"

Everything today has been beyond expectations, and Yang Qing Teng has now developed a certain resistance to these strange and unusual methods.

"Um."

Master Deman stretched out his hand, letting the cicada lie in his palm. "Everyone, please take a look."

As he issued a series of commands, the cicada immediately followed suit, displaying remarkable intelligence. Master Deman then said, "This cicada has been by my side for many years and is in sync with my thoughts. I only need to tell it what to do, and it will complete the task I command!"

"Using this method, I'm at least 70% confident!"

Everyone was already stunned, never expecting that such a miraculous thing existed in the world.

Even Ye Feng was seeing it for the first time.

"This little bug...is so fun."

Liang Xiaomiao's eyes lit up. If the golden cicada hadn't been Master Deman's treasure, she probably would have snatched it away and played with it.

Master Deman looked at Yang Qingteng and asked, "Patriarch Yang, what do you think? Are you willing to give it a try?"

"this..."

Although Yang Qing Teng also found it unbelievable, he still had some concerns.

No matter how powerful the cicada is, it is still a living creature after all, and there are bound to be uncontrollable risks. What should we do if that happens?

"Master, if this cicada enters my father's body, will it affect his heart?"

He was afraid that Jin Chan would go mad and gnaw at his father's heart, and if that happened, everything would be over.

"It shouldn't be the case, you can rest assured about that, Benefactor Yang."

"Even if there is any impact, it is only minor and negligible compared to losing one's life."

Master Deman did not hide anything; these words were indeed the truth, but they became a source of concern for Yang Qingteng.

Both Ye Feng and Master Deman were absolutely confident, especially since Master Deman's method was even more dangerous, which made him really hesitant.

"Patriarch Yang, you must be cautious about this matter!"

"This old monk's method is truly reckless. A slight misstep could cause irreversible damage to Old Master Yang, and then it would be too late for regrets!"

"I think it's safest to ask my master for help. He has seen countless difficult and complicated cases in his life, and he is definitely better than this old monk. He would never come up with such a harmful method."

Just then, Liu Qinghong spoke up again to persuade him.

His words were full of praise for his master and how others had ulterior motives; he practically wore his own intentions on his sleeve.

"Are you never going to stop?"

No sooner had he finished speaking than Wang Ning shouted angrily, "You keep talking about your master, your master! What a joke! You dare compare yourself to Master Deman?"

"I can't even be bothered to call you out. All you want is that tiger heart grass, right? Your own medical skills are so terrible, how good could your master be?"

"Just shut up already!"

Hearing Wang Ning dare to insult his master, Liu Qinghong was furious, his face contorted with rage. "Shut up! My master is not someone you can insult!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a sharp aura instantly spread out.

Ultimately, he is a practitioner of traditional Chinese medicine, and he has some background in martial arts, but he doesn't specialize in it, so he's not a pure practitioner.

Wang Ning's face turned deathly pale, and he subconsciously took two steps back.

At the critical moment, Master Deman stepped in front of him, chanting Buddhist mantras, "Amitabha, please calm down, benefactor."