The Way of the Sword (BL) - Chapter 175

Sheng Jing felt Doctor Mao’s gaze, those pure eyes seemed to make Doctor Mao flattered. He fell into a trance suddenly.

“Master Peng!” Lan Ruan said in surprise while paying respect by bowing deeply.

When doctor Mao saw Lan Ruan bowing down, he knew that the man who was so rude to him was a great figure in martial cultivation. Which made Doctor Mao feel bitter and a little scared. Which brought Doctor Mao to his senses and look away from Sheng Jing.

Sheng Jing smiled stunningly, but there was something sinister about that smile, something the Mao doctor couldn’t tell, but an experienced cultivator could tell that this guy was smiling at someone he would soon kill.

“Oh, my little friend Lan doesn’t have to be so polite,” Master Peng said with a gentle smile, touching Lan Ruan’s shoulder in a friendly way.

Zemin Yan, taking advantage of Master Peng’s bizarre and daring entrance and entered the room, being followed by the others.

Disciples guarding the door: (…)

What can we do?

The poor inner disciples didn’t know how to react, they just couldn’t stop that middle-aged man from coming in, now kids invaded too.

They felt useless!

“Sir, what do you mean his energy is disturbed?” Zemin Yan asked, interrupting the likely conversation that Master Peng would initiate with Lan Ruan.

“Oh, kids…” Master Peng said, looking at Zemin Yan’s group entering. Wen Jie seeing his friends walk in made him a little better, and he felt less agitated.

“Little Yan!” Lan Ruan said excitedly, which made Zemin Yan feel a little guilty of suddenly barging into the room, but seeing the pale Wen Jie, he let the blame go.

Zemin Yan took out a vial of a liquid similar to water but slightly sweeter, offering it to Wen Jie.

Master Peng: Was I ignored? *blinking*

Lan Ruan: Me too! *sad*

“Is it okay if I take it, Brother Yan?” Wen Jie asked, seeing the small hands holding the bottle.

“It’s to help ease the pain,” Zemin Yan said as if to reassure the other that it wasn’t a rare item or expensive medicine.

“Star Drops is just a pain medicine… Tsk, tsk, Alchemist Song would be in tears now hearing this from the younger generation” Ru Zi mentally scoffed seeing his young master hand over such a precious item as if it were some kind of medicine cheap stomach.

Wen Jie unsuspectingly took the entire vial, the energy of nature that had ruptured some veins and damaged the muscles eventually calmed down again and returned to the dantin, becoming stronger.

His body began a rapid regeneration and all the Star Drops nutrient was swallowed little by Organs internal organs, but Wen Jie’s body was still too weak to absorb it all so much of the elements of such a remedy considered, a heavenly miracle, ran to his Dantin and would stay there until the young man’s body had the capacity to fully absorb all the benefits.

Truly a celestial miracle, created by Emperor Alchemist Song, who many counts as one of the founders of the [span]Sect of Alchemy[/span], probably the descendants of the sect would be furious if they knew that a small disciple of the Celestial Sword had such a remedy and wasted it like that.

“An extraordinary recovery,” Master Peng said looking at Wen Jie and pulling the needles out of his body.

Zemin Yan tensed up, he forgot about the people around him when he went to help Wen Jie. In front of the doctors, how could he lie and escape telling the truth about the medicine?

However, unlike what Zemin Yan expected, Master Peng didn’t ask anything and went to Shou Zuo.

Yi Yuga touched Zemin Yan’s shoulder, the two exchanged looks, a little disturbed by the situation, yes the friend had thought the same thing.

“Don’t worry” guard Zhong Liang said quietly to the two boys, the guard’s presence seemed to have become stronger, which made the boys a little more secure.

Yi Yuga kicked the leg of Wen Jie, who seemed to be staring at Shou Zuo on the bed.

“Sitting there won’t help” Yi Yuga complained to Wen Jie as she helped him to his feet.

Sheng Jing approached at some point, but the children hadn’t noticed, only Zhong Liang and Lan Ruan tensed up as they felt the energies of law floating around the young man who appeared to be only 12 years old.

“Let me help you, you can get a chair for him to sit next to his friend.” Sheng Jing’s gentle voice and his calm gaze made Zemin Yan feel strangely calmer.

He had a strange feeling that he had seen this person somewhere before. However, they had never seen each other before, that Zemin Yan was sure.

A strange feeling indeed.

“So can you help him, Master Peng?” Lan Ruan asked after a brief silence, letting Master Peng take Shou Zuo’s pulse.

“Yes, it’s not too complicated. What interests me is how his dantin’s energy went into such chaos even without showing any wounds under the surface.” Master Peng said, rubbing his fingers with a smile and a lost look.

“Master, can I do the treatment?” Sheng Jing asked, seeing his master distracted, making the others uncomfortable with his silly smile.

“Of course, despite not knowing the mysterious cause behind this, getting the Qi back to normal is like any other patient… Only his Chao Energy will be a problem… It’s hit his heart, and he’s going to need some a little longer treatment, with the feeding of powerful demonic beasts’ meat and pills which can even be expensive for someone experienced in martial cultivation… Well, as he is a disciple of a great sect, it may cost less, but it is still a high value.”

Master Peng then listed the remedies and types of delicacies that Shou Zuo should eat so that the heart can recover, in addition to the continuous needle treatment that should be applied by Sheng Jing for at least six months.

“How much is all this going to cost?” Lan Ruan asked already thinking about his points, he hadn’t used the sect’s points for a long time, as he could fight to get the items, supplies, and raw materials outside the Sect, or his master help him forge what is needed.

Of course, Lan Ruan would help little Yan!

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SMALL INTERNAL THEATRE

Zhong Liang: *counting the points*

Lan Ruan: *counting the points*

Elder Han: *counting the points*

Song Ling (Zemin Yan’s brother): *taking the family’s wealth*

He-he. Now, who is the best?

Zemin Yan: My sister is the best! *hugs Song Ling*

Zhong Liang: (…)

Lan Ruan: Are you thinking of plundering the Sect?

Zhong Liang: ù_ú *silently destroying the sect’s treasure door*

Elder Han: Well… Why not? *picking up a valuable item and wondering if anyone would buy this stolen item*

Lan Ruan: (…)

[ol][li data-annotation-id=”308753eb-51f8-b50e-d93f-dd8298e4e56e”]For those who don’t remember, this sect is one of the great sects, being a great enemy of the Celestial Sword Sect.[/ol]