Miao Jun was very aware that the current situation left him little choice.
If he didn’t agree to Xu Ping’s conditions, the best outco for the Purple Mountain Association might only be to abandon Hundred Spirit Mountain.
Preserve as much living power as possible, and then flee to the remote areas of Wind Country to eke out a ager existence.
However, before handing over the original runes, Miao Jun made a request—to have Xu Ping help Miao Wanqian recover his foundation first.
Xu Ping agreed without hesitation; he had already anticipated that Miao Jun would make such a demand, everything was within his plan and control.
Before long, the two arrived at Miao Wanqian’s residence. Well-inford, Miao Wanqian was waiting at the gate in advance to receive them.
Upon seeing them, he respectfully bowed and said, "Clan Leader, Elder Yan."
At this mont, although Miao Wanqian had undergone a period of recuperation and his injuries had sowhat healed,
if one observed closely, they could sense a faint aura of decline emanating from him.
"This is Elder Yan, whom our Purple Mountain Association specially invited to heal your injuries and restore your foundation," Miao Jun introduced.
"Heal injuries and restore the foundation?"
Miao Wanqian’s eyes imdiately lit up with a hope rekindled.
But soon, the light in his eyes dimd again.
He knew his injuries all too well. He was poisoned secretly by the Ten Thousand Dragons Comrce Association, and the toxin had penetrated to his foundation.
Even the experienced high-level physicians in the clan had shaken their heads and sighed, directly stating that even ordinary third-tier physicians would find it difficult to restore his damaged foundation to its original state.
However, since the other party was specially invited by the clan leader, he naturally had no reason to refuse.
"Thank you, Elder Yan."
Miao Wanqian bowed once more to Xu Ping, incredibly sincere in his deanor.
While he didn’t hold much hope of genuine recovery, as long as there was even a sliver of possibility, he didn’t want to give up easily.
"Hmm."
Xu Ping nodded slightly, then said, "To the den. I will heal you."
The three entered the den together. Xu Ping motioned for Miao Wanqian to sit on the mat; Miao Wanqian complied and sat down with his back to Xu Ping.
Xu Ping placed his right hand on Miao Wanqian’s back.
In an instant, a gentle yet vigorous surge of Longevity Mana poured continuously into Miao Wanqian’s body through Xu Ping’s palm.
Miao Wanqian felt a warm current flowing from his back, quickly spreading throughout his body.
This warm current was entirely different from the Spiritual Power he had felt before; it was full of vitality and life, as if carrying endless lifeforce.
With this Mana flowing in, his ridians and Dantian, ravaged by toxins, began to repair under the nourishnt of Longevity Mana.
"It really works!!"
Miao Wanqian clearly felt the changes in his ridians and Dantian, and a wave of ecstasy surged through his heart.
Yet he knew at this mont he mustn’t move; he feared disturbing the elder who was healing him.
Thus, he restrained his inner excitent and joy, remaining completely still, like a statue.
Ti passed minute by minute in silence; the entire den was so quiet that only Miao Wanqian’s faint breathing could be heard.
And the subtle sound of Mana flowing, as if ti itself had co to a halt.
In truth, for Xu Ping, repairing Miao Wanqian’s foundation and injuries was not difficult, rely a small effort.
But to make Miao Jun feel that this transaction was worth every ounce while showing he was earnest and dedicated, Xu Ping deliberately slowed the repair process, drawing out the ti.
An hour passed.
"Mission accomplished!"
Xu Ping slowly retracted his right hand, deliberately feigning exhaustion, letting out a long breath.
Miao Wanqian opened his eyes slowly, filled with surprise and disbelief.
He tried to circulate his inner Spiritual Power and was thrilled to discover the once smooth sensation had returned.
Moreover, the flow of Spiritual Power was more fluent than ever, and the Mana stored in the Dantian was more robust than before.
"I... my foundation is really restored!"
Miao Wanqian’s voice trembled with excitent, filled with uncontrollable joy.
He looked at Xu Ping with eyes full of gratitude and reverence.
Restoring his foundation, continuing his immortal journey, it was akin to granting him a second life.
Miao Jun, who had been watching the healing process all along, now saw that Miao Wanqian’s foundation was indeed restored, his heart felt relieved.
He looked at Xu Ping, eyes filled with gratitude and a hint of relief: "Friend Yan, truly vast Divine Techniques, Miao admires."
Xu Ping smiled slightly, dismissing it with a wave of his hand in a carefree manner: "A re trifle."
"Now that Miao Wanqian’s foundation has been restored, Fellow Daoist Miao, don’t forget our agreent."
Miao Jun nodded heavily, speaking with a firm tone:
"Rest assured, Friend Yan, my word is my bond; I am not one to go back on it."
"Upon returning to the cave dwelling, I shall imdiately retrieve the original runes and personally hand them to you, Friend Yan."
Miao Wanqian, although unsure of what agreent was reached between Xu Ping and the clan leader, bowed once more to Xu Ping, sincerely expressing:
"Thank you for the kindness of Elder Yan’s rebirth; Miao Wanqian will rember it always and repay it generously in the future."
Xu Ping graciously accepted the bow. Indeed, such great kindness and virtue rit this respectful gesture.
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Miao Jun specifically instructed Miao Wanqian to ensure proper ditation and body repairs.
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