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"Truly miraculous! By this time tomorrow, this young man's wound will have completely healed, without a trace of latent injury.
Aside from needing some time to recover, his arm will be as good as new." Qian Xunji praised.
The nearby audience, hearing the Pope endorse this healing technique, couldn't help but gasp in astonishment.
The Douluo Continent had long suffered under incompetent doctors.
A faint smile played on Qian Xunji's lips as he devised a way to further push Ye Wen into a neutral position between the two empires.
Walking over to Ye Wen, he raised Ye Wen's left hand high with his right, amplifying his voice with soul power so that everyone present could hear him clearly.
"Rejoice, followers of the Angel God! After years of research, Master Ye Wen has finally developed a complete system of medical treatment.
He plans to cultivate medical soul masters for the entire continent. Regardless of nationality, in the future, all will benefit from the care of medical soul masters trained by Master Ye Wen. Let us cheer for Master Ye Wen's great achievement!"
"Ohhhhh—"
At this moment, both empires realized the significance of Qian Xunji's move.
This was to firmly position Ye Wen as a neutral figure. If Ye Wen were to lean toward either empire in the future, he would face endless slander from the other side.
But this was exactly what Ye Wen wanted—he had no intention of getting entangled in factional disputes. His priority now was growth. Once he reached a point where no one could touch him, it would be time to conquer the world.
Looking at the tens of thousands of people gathered, Ye Wen seized the opportunity to boost his reputation. Raising his voice, he declared,
"Pope Qian Xunji is correct. As long as I live, I will ensure that medical soul masters are spread across the entire continent.
And not only for external and internal injuries—someday, if you fall ill, you can seek out the medical soul masters I've trained. I've already developed experimental treatments for common ailments like colds, inflammation, bruises, and diarrhea. I guarantee that even children from ordinary families will be able to afford treatment for these common illnesses.
In the future, I will ensure that everyone on the continent can live healthy lives, free from the torment of disease and premature death."
The crowd fell silent for a moment—
But then erupted into even louder cheers.
Though many soul masters had come to watch the spectacle, the majority were ordinary civilians without soul power.
Even though those living under the shadow of Spirit City were far more fortunate than civilians elsewhere on the continent, they still faced the scourge of illness. Sometimes, even spending vast sums to hire soul masters yielded no results.
Confronted with the ravages of disease, they could only endure their suffering until death. Now, Ye Wen's words were like a ray of light, dispelling their fear of illness.
The other factions present were also stunned by Ye Wen's declaration. After all, disease spared no one—not even powerful soul masters. Illness was like an irrational evil soul master, striking regardless of one's status or wealth.
These factions now realized that Ye Wen's value extended far beyond his theoretical contributions. In practical applications, especially pharmacology, Ye Wen was undoubtedly among the top experts of his time.
Afterward, the group returned to the Spirit Hall's reception room to discuss the future development plan for Ye Wen's proposed medical soul masters.
Ye Wen's demands were as follows:
1. Other factions could freely recruit the medical soul masters he trained, but they could not forcibly conscript them.
2. If any graduate voluntarily joined the Tian Xing Medical Clinic established by Ye Wen, other factions were not to interfere. However, during wartime, recruitment was still allowed, provided at least one clinic and one medical soul master remained in each region to ensure local healthcare.
3. On the battlefield, medical soul masters would wear specially designed vests adorned with a cross-shaped blue silver grass emblem. No soul master or soldier was permitted to harm or kill them.
4. If a medical soul master assisted soldiers in combat, they could be targeted.
5. Any faction violating these terms would face intervention from the Spirit Hall, which would retrieve the affected medical soul masters and prohibit them from treating members of the offending empire.
These regulations were essentially copied from Ye Wen's past life—the Geneva Convention's provisions for medics.
Though there were loopholes, Ye Wen believed that if the two empires resorted to assassinating each other's medical soul masters and framing one another, those medics would naturally return to his fold.
Aside from some dissatisfaction with the Spirit Hall's potential military intervention, the factions generally found these regulations acceptable.
After all, having medical soul masters on the battlefield equated to an extra life.
They had already witnessed Su Qiaoqiao's skills.
Ordinary soul masters who lost limbs were effectively crippled, but with such treatment, they could fully recover after some recuperation, with no impact on future cultivation.
Ye Wen's Tian Xing Advanced Academy planned to adopt a structure similar to the Tian Dou Imperial Academy, offering primary, intermediate, and advanced levels in one integrated system.
However, the primary and intermediate levels would only be open to medical soul masters. Medicine was no simple task—it required suitable martial souls and extensive study. The factions had no objections to this.
The advanced level would be open to all factions, provided the students had no serious criminal records.
After all, Ye Wen wasn't willing to accept just anyone.
Finally, Ye Wen outlined the requirements for medical soul master students.
When Ye Wen announced that he would only recruit students with needle-type or blue silver grass martial souls as medical soul masters, no one was surprised. After all, Su Qiaoqiao and Lan Lan, who had demonstrated earlier, possessed these exact martial souls.
This arrangement also satisfied the two empires. Had Ye Wen required high-quality martial souls for training medical soul masters, they might have hesitated.
But needle-type martial souls, with innate soul power rarely exceeding Level 1 and generally possessing little soul power, were considered useless even when fully cultivated—wasting soul master stipends while offering little value. Yet, through Ye Wen's training, their worth skyrocketed.
In the future, the sustained combat capabilities of the two empires' armies would rely heavily on these medical soul masters.
Under the financial support of the two empires,
Ye Wen's Tian Xing Advanced Soul Master Academy was completed in just three months, with no corners cut. When Ye Wen went to inspect the construction, he was astonished by the engineering team's efficiency. Truly, this was a superhuman world—even infrastructure projects moved at lightning speed. In his previous life, such a project would have taken at least a year or two.
At this moment, the academy stood empty.
No students had been recruited yet, as the next wave of martial soul awakenings was still some time away.
However, the two empires had already begun searching for citizens with innate soul power who possessed blue silver grass or needle-type martial souls, intending to send them to Ye Wen.
After all, this was a rare opportunity to turn useless martial souls into valuable assets.
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