Chapter 60: Senior Brother, You Seem Badly Injured
Ye Anping looked like he was seriously injured.
But it was only how he looked.
These injuries might make an ordinary Qi Refining Stage cultivator bedridden for one or two months. However, for him, they were merely an itch.
He had participated in such things when he was training hard with his junior sister in the past.
Later, when he couldn’t beat his junior sister, he was beaten by her every day.
Gradually, he also developed a body of bronze skin and iron bones.
Although he couldn’t compare to Feng Yu Die, who could regenerate severed limbs, his self-healing ability and resilience were several, even tens of times better than ordinary cultivators of the same stage.
Originally, he estimated that with his current injuries, even without medication, he could walk after two hours of meditation, and would fully recover in three to four days.
But…
There’s a cold only your mother understands.
And there’s an injury only your sister understands as serious.
Previously, when Doctor Zhou of Xuan Xing Sect was examining him, Bai Yuexin, who was standing nearby, said he was hit by a spell from a Late Foundation Establishment cultivator, claiming he was covered in blood and exaggerating immensely.
After hearing this, Doctor Zhou examined his injuries, directly prescribed a pile of medicine, and had the young apothecary boys from the clinic wrap him up like a mummy with ointment and bandages.
Now, Bai Yuexin sat by Ye Anping’s bedside, holding a bowl of medicinal soup. She scooped a spoonful, blew on it for a long time, and tested its temperature with her own lips before extending it to his mouth.
“Ah~~ Drink your medicine.”
Ye Anping withdrew his gaze from the window and turned to look at the spoon she was offering. He sighed faintly.
“Senior Bai, there’s no need for this. These are not serious injuries.”
“How are they not serious?! Doctor Zhou said if the meridians were injured, it might not show immediately but would leave sequelae.” Bai Yuexin frowned and retorted, “Besides, what if it leaves scars? Such a cute face… Come on, open your mouth.”
“Ah—” Ye Anping reluctantly opened his mouth and took a sip of the medicine. He advised again, “Really, no need. After Elder Lei comes over, I’ll return to the Physiotherapy Center. I am not a disciple of Xuan Xing Sect. If I need to stay in a medical clinic, I can’t stay in the clinic for the inner disciples of Xuan Xing Sect.”
“Which medical clinic in the marketplace is as good as this one? Doctor Zhou’s medical skills are excellent, don’t worry.”
“…It’s not that I don’t trust Doctor Zhou’s medical skills, it’s just that…”
In the game, if players chose to join Xuan Xing Sect in the early stages, they would revive at Doctor Zhou’s clinic after every serious injury, which was enough to show that Doctor Zhou’s medical skills had reached the level of saving lives.
However.
Every revival would deduct thousands of Spirit Stones from the player.
The higher the realm, the more that would be deducted.
Even if a player became a true immortal, reviving here would incur the deduction without exception.
To be honest, Ye Anping truly did not expect Bai Yuexin to send him to Doctor Zhou’s clinic, and even booked him a private room.
This was, after all, a place specifically for treating the injuries of Xuan Xing Sect’s inner disciples.
His injuries were not severe.
Coming here for treatment was no exaggeration, it was like falling down and then going to the best hospital, registering for a specialist’s appointment in the surgery department, and even admitting oneself for inpatient care.
He had indeed earned quite a lot of Spirit Stones, but these were intended for buying jewelry and Heavenly Treasures for his junior sister, so he couldn’t squander them like this.
Ye Anping sighed and stated directly, “I’m worried about the medical fees.”
“Medical fees?” Bai Yuexin was slightly taken aback, then quickly waved her hand and explained, “Doctor Zhou doesn’t charge Spirit Stones for consultations. You only pay Spirit Stones at medical clinics in the marketplace.”
“…That’s for inner disciples like us. He gets subsidies for treating you,” Ye Anping shot her a look. “Senior Bai, you’ve been in Xuan Xing Sect for decades, don’t you know that only inner disciples are exempt from Spirit Stones for medical treatment? Outer disciples have to pay.”
“Ah, is that so?” Bai Yuexin nodded dumbfoundedly, as if she had learned something new. “Oh dear, it won’t cost much Spirit Stones, it won’t be very expensive… probably?”
“…”
Ye Anping was somewhat speechless. The best medical clinic within a thousand li radius, and it wouldn’t be very expensive? There was no public healthcare system in this world…
Speaking of which, why did this girl suddenly become so optimistic?
Bang bang—
At that moment, there were two light knocks on the door.
Bai Yuexin quickly turned her head and answered for Ye Anping.
“Ah~ Please come in!”
The door was pushed open.
Upon seeing the two people who walked into the room, Bai Yuexin quickly put down the soup bowl in her hand, stood up, and cupped her fists in greeting:
“This disciple greets Grand Elder Lei… and Elder Wang…”
“Hmm, you can go out for now,” Lei Wanjun said to Bai Yuexin.
“…Yes.”
After she left the room, the two walked to Ye Anping’s bedside.
Lei Wanjun looked at Ye Anping, who was now bandaged like a mummy, and his eagle-like brows twitched slightly:
“So badly injured… Young Daoist friend, can you still speak?”
It was just that the bandages made him look terrifying… Ye Anping felt ashamed. He tried to get up and cupped his fists to salute, but the bandages were wrapped tightly and immobilized his joints, making it impossible to move. So, he could only nod and reply with lowered eyes, “Please forgive this junior’s lack of courtesy, I am unable to rise and salute. This junior, Ye Anping, greets Senior Lei and Senior Wang.”
“Young Master Ye?” Hearing his self-introduction, Wang Shouren seemed to recognize him and exclaimed in surprise, “It’s you!”
“Yes.”
Lei Wanjun looked at Wang Shouren. “You know him?”
“He is the young master of the Hundred Lotus Sect. I met him once when his father invited me over for a game of chess. This boy has trained diligently since childhood. Although he has dual spiritual roots, his foundation and base are better than many disciples within the sect.”
“So that’s how it is…”
Lei Wanjun looked back at Ye Anping and asked, “I heard you have something to give me?”
Ye Anping nodded, then used his spiritual energy to retrieve the Storage Bag placed nearby. He took out a teleportation token and presented it to him.
“This teleportation token was given to me by Miss Feng before she was kidnapped. She asked me to return it to an elder of Xuan Xing Sect.”
Lei Wanjun caught the teleportation token, flipped it over to examine it for a moment, and then put it into his Storage Bag.
Then, he asked again, “Why were you and she outside Willow Moon Lake?”
His tone was extremely serious, and Ye Anping could tell he didn’t trust him.
However, he had expected this, otherwise, he wouldn’t have deliberately lured fish and injured himself.
Ye Anping lowered his eyes slightly and said, “This junior had invited Miss Feng to take a walk by Willow Moon Lake, as I heard the scenery there was quite nice. But who would have thought… that we were being followed by someone. If I had been more vigilant, Miss Feng wouldn’t have been taken away by that person…”
“So it seems…” Lei Wanjun nodded and continued, “You and Feng Yudie knew each other long ago?”
“Yes, we…”
Wang Shouren also detected Lei Wanjun’s lack of trust in Ye Anping’s words and decided to step in and explain on his behalf:
“Elder Lei, previously Feng Yudie, this boy, and his junior sister—that girl who greeted with such spirit—jointly killed a Demonic Cultivator in Wu Xi Town. Both of them were injured at the time. Feng Yudie went with him to recuperate at the Hundred Lotus Sect for a period of time. They have a life-and-death bond…”
Hearing this, Lei Wanjun recalled Pei Lianxue and had a deep impression. After a moment of hesitation, he asked, “…Demonic Cultivator?”
“Yes, I reported this matter to Grand Elder He Yun previously. The one killed was the Grand Tutor of the Gu Poison Sect, known as ‘Wu You,’ with a cultivation of Late Core Formation.”
“Several Qi Refining Stage cultivators… killed a Late Core Formation Demonic Cultivator?” A flicker of disbelief crossed Lei Wanjun’s eyes.
“Elder Lei, this boy and his junior sister are considered outstanding among the Qi Refining Stage, and Feng Yudie also has the Saint Emperor’s bloodline. I inquired in Wu Xi Town previously, and many people saw the Golden Dragon.”
“Activated the Saint Emperor Dragon Body… Hmm…” Lei Wanjun nodded, finding it plausible. He then asked, “Then the reason Seven Kill Gate captured Feng Yudie… could it be related to that Demonic Cultivator?”
“It’s possible. Seven Kill Gate has taken on commissions from Demonic Cultivators before, but I don’t think we can conclude anything yet.”
“Hmm…”
Lei Wanjun frowned. Although he didn’t know why the Gu Poison Sect’s Grand Tutor would appear in the Western Regions, for the Gu Poison Sect to hire Seven Kill Gate to capture Feng Yudie across the Four Domains for the death of a Grand Tutor was stretching too far.
He pondered for a moment and then asked, “When you killed that Gu Poison Sect Grand Tutor, did you take anything from his Storage Bag?”
“We did. There was an Identity Token, some Magical Artifacts, and some Spirit Stones…”
“No unusual items?”
“I only took some Spirit Stones from the Storage Bag. The other things are with Miss Feng, so…”
“I see…” Lei Wanjun looked at Ye Anping’s crestfallen expression and consoled him, “Never mind. Rest assured. This matter concerns the reputation of my Xuan Xing Sect. I guarantee you that I will go and bring that girl back safely for you.”
“…Thank you, Senior. Then this junior will await your good news.”
“Mm.”
Lei Wanjun nodded and prepared to leave.
Seeing him about to leave, Ye Anping hesitated for a moment before deciding to voice his concerns and ask Lei Wanjun for help.
“Senior.”
Lei Wanjun turned his head back. “Hmm?”
“This…” Ye Anping put on an embarrassed expression befitting a fifteen-year-old child. “Senior, I’m ashamed to say, I have no Spirit Stones on me and may not be able to afford the medicine fees at this clinic, so…”
Lei Wanjun chuckled, but then suddenly thought—Doctor Zhou was stingy, and if he asked him to waive Ye Anping’s medicinal fees, he would likely be pestered by that old man endlessly…
Therefore, he looked at Wang Shouren. “Elder Wang, please make arrangements for this boy.”
?
This meant asking him to pay for Ye Anping’s medical expenses… Wang Shouren suddenly developed a few forehead wrinkles. Then he suddenly thought—Doctor Zhou was stingy, and if he asked him to waive Ye Anping’s medicinal fees, he would likely be pestered by that old man endlessly…
So, he turned to look at the bedridden Ye Anping and said, “Youngster Ye, I will arrange for…”
Ye Anping quickly interrupted, “Thank you, Elder Wang.”
“…”
He had originally intended to shift Ye Anping’s hospitalization costs to his father, but Ye Anping’s simple “Thank you, Elder Wang” cut off his words.
Wang Shouren took a deep breath, froze for a moment, glanced at Lei Wanjun beside him, and suddenly sighed.
“Ai—”
He wished he hadn’t followed along to join the fun. He silently slapped himself several times in his mind…
—Serve you right for being nosy! Nosy! Nosy!
—Look, giving away hundreds of Spirit Stones for free…
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