"He’s had a falling out with Inner State. Inner State sent Chu Shaoqiang over, and it seems Chu Shaoqiang is going to fight him."
"Wasn’t Chu Shaoqiang dead?"
"He’s not dead. His cultivation level has reached ’Above the Clouds,’ and he has even had some dealings with Li Qi."
He Jiaqing doubted the accuracy of Wan Jinxian’s information.
"Recently, Li Qi has been busy clearing land. Last night, he returned to Greenwater City. Someone saw him enter the He Family Mansion; He Yuxiu personally welcomed him inside, and he didn’t leave until the next morning."
CLANG!
He Jiaqing stumbled over a curb, and the delivery box flipped over, scattering the takeout all over the ground.
Wan Jinxian was still waiting for a response, "Jiaqing, what about the Green Flower matter?"
"Let’s stall for now. Don’t give him a definite answer. Wait until I’ve investigated things clearly."
He Jiaqing cut off the communication. Standing by his electric scooter, he cursed, "Shameless! Both of them, shameless! Don’t they know they’re generations apart? Truly fucking shameless!"
The phone buzzed incessantly, "Your order is now overdue."
...
Zhong Huairen arrived at Medicine King Valley, deep within the mountains, at Elder Yao’s residence.
He knew Yao Xin had run into trouble, and he also knew Xu Han lived here.
This was Chu Shaoqiang’s advice: if he wanted to live, he should seek out the Gold Cultivation Ancestor. If Xu Han was willing to help him, there might still be a slim chance of survival.
Seeing Zhong Huairen covered in blisters, Old Xu frowned and asked, "Child, have you been afflicted by Green Flower’s Technique?"
Zhong Huairen cried, "I’m just an ordinary citizen of Greenwater City. That day, I ran into a beggar covered in sores. I even gave him some money, but when I got home, I ended up like this. Later, a master told me to come to Medicine King Valley and find you, saying I might be able to save my life. That’s why I..."
Xu Han interrupted Zhong Huairen, "Child, don’t rush. Tell me clearly. You say you’re an ordinary citizen, but I don’t think that’s quite right. If I’m not mistaken, you must be a disciple from Sage Peak, right?"
Seeing his identity exposed, Zhong Huairen didn’t dare to argue. "Elder Xu, I know there has been some bad blood between you and my Master. I truly don’t know anything about the issues between you two seniors. I beg you, be magnanimous and spare my life."
Zhong Huairen knelt on the ground, a procedure he was all too familiar with on Sage Peak, where kneeling for days and nights was nothing out of the ordinary.
Xu Han quickly helped Zhong Huairen up. "What do our generation’s affairs have to do with a child like you? Since you’re already here, how could I stand by and watch you die? Stay here for a couple of days. Once I’m done with what I’m working on, I’ll prepare a medicine for you."
Zhong Huairen remained kneeling, not getting up. "Elder Xu, I can’t wait! An unbearable itching consumes my body. I can barely go on!"
Old Xu, left with no choice, immediately set to work and prepared a large tub of Golden Juice for Zhong Huairen.
"Here, child, soak in this for three days, and your illness will be cured."
Xu Han frowned and said, "Child, this is for healing. What’s with all the fuss? If you can’t endure this much, how will you even keep your life intact?"
Zhong Huairen gritted his teeth, stripped off his clothes, and stepped into the tub, submerging his entire body in the Golden Juice.
"That’s right. Now lower your head a bit more; immerse your mouth and nose too. When you need to breathe, just let your nose out, but never your mouth."
His voice muffled by bubbles, Zhong Huairen laboriously asked, "Will this truly cure my illness?"
"You came all this way to find me; surely you trust me? Child, you soak here for now. I’m going to the mountains to find some more medicinal herbs for you."
Elder Xu left the courtyard, sighed softly, and muttered to himself, "The world misunderstands me deeply. Why does everyone think I’m a good person?"
PS: Zhong Huairen, the Sage’s most arrogant disciple, sank into a golden dream.