"Father, you look terribly pale. What happened?"
Yang Xiao asked, worried.
"I'm fine, just a little injured and weak."
"Don't worry. Quick, take this Heaven Repairing Pill. Master Wang said it's an Ancient Pill, and it can definitely cure your Innate Disease."
Yang Zhentian just shook his head, smiling as he handed the Pill over and urged him to take it.
His eyes were full of anticipation.
"This is the Heaven Repairing Pill? This is an Ancient Pill?"
Seeing this, Yang Xiao had no choice but to take the vial.
When he opened the vial, his expression changed. He poured out a pitch-black Pill.
"Yes, that's it. Master Wang refined it himself. Quick, eat it, and you'll be able to cultivate,"
Yang Zhentian said, his voice urgent.
For years, ever since Xiao'er was declared unable to cultivate four years ago, he had been working tirelessly, pleading with Master Wang Qianhe.
Finally, six months ago, Wang Qianhe told him about a miraculous Ancient Pill: the Heaven Repairing Pill.
It could cure Xiao'er's affliction.
From that mont on, Yang Zhentian had been making preparations.
A few days ago, after receiving so news, he had finally paid an enormous price to obtain the last ingredient and begged Master Wang to refine the Heaven Repairing Pill.
The process had been incredibly arduous, and he had paid a price even he found difficult to bear.
'But as long as Xiao'er is cured, it's all worth it.'
"This dicine..."
Yang Xiao, however, shook his head.
'This thing isn't a Heaven Repairing Pill at all.'
'Or rather, it couldn't even be considered a Pill. It's a wasted pill.'
'What's more, it's a wasted pill laced with deadly poison.'
"What's wrong?"
Yang Zhentian started.
Ever since Yang Xiao had exposed Liu Junyi's scam, he had developed an inexplicable trust in his son's knowledge of dicine.
Now, seeing the look on his son's face...
His heart lurched.
"Who refined this?"
Yang Xiao asked.
"Master Wang, Wang Qianhe. He said it's an Ancient Pill, so it's a little different from modern dicines, but its dicinal effects are potent. He said there's a very high chance it can cure you. Is sothing wrong?"
"This is a wasted pill! And a highly poisonous one at that!"
After a mont's hesitation, Yang Xiao said it anyway.
"A wasted pill? You're telling this is a wasted pill?"
Yang Zhentian was stunned.
'Impossible!'
'He'd paid such a high price for this Heaven Repairing Pill, and it turned out to be a wasted pill!'
Rage instantly flared in Yang Zhentian.
"Even if it were a real Heaven Repairing Pill, it couldn't save . Besides, I don't need anyone to save . Father, look!"
Before Yang Zhentian could erupt, Yang Xiao spoke.
He smiled slightly, raised his hand, and threw a punch.
The air before him instantly rippled.
His fist shook the very air!
"Innate Divine Strength! That's a power only soone with Innate Divine Strength possesses! That punch was no weaker than that of an ordinary Middle Stage Martial Master. How is this possible?"
Yang Zhentian was stunned once more, this ti in astonishnt.
"Father, the truth is, I was never sick. There is an Anomalous Fire hidden within my body—it's my Innate Essence Qi, stored in my heart. A little while ago, it sohow surged out and into my Qi Sea, and now I can cultivate."
"Anomalous Fire? Is this true?"
Yang Zhentian was dazed, finding it hard to believe.
"Of course it's true. You can rest assured, Father. I've been able to cultivate normally for several days now. The Fire Elental Power I cultivate is stronger than an ordinary person's. What's more, this Anomalous Fire can also temper my physical body, allowing to gain strength far beyond that of a normal person."
To ease his father's worries, Yang Xiao revealed so of his abilities.
He then assud a cultivation stance right in front of him. Yang Zhentian could sense vast amounts of Fire Elental Power from the surroundings surging into his son, where it was absorbed.
At this sight, he beca so excited he could barely contain himself.
'After so many years... Xiao'er can finally cultivate.'
'I knew it. How could *her* child be so piece of trash who can't cultivate? So that's how it is. If this is the case, I can die without any regrets.'
A deep sense of relief washed over Yang Zhentian.
Seeing the expression on his father's face, Yang Xiao knew he believed him.
In truth, he hadn't just fabricated the story about an Anomalous Fire growing inside him.
In the Ancient Era, it was quite normal for living beings to possess Talent Divine Techniques and Talent Superpowers.
The Primordial Emperor of Ancient Tis enlightened the Human Race, making them the masters of the world.
And among the Human Race, quite a few possessed various bloodlines.
Among them were even those whose Essence Qi could manifest as an Anomalous Fire.
He believed that such cases should still exist even in the present day.
"Father, Wang Qianhe deceived you with a wasted pill. We can't just let this go. And you're so pale—I'm afraid you're seriously injured. What happened?"
Yang Xiao asked.
"Let's not pursue this. Wang Qianhe is the head of dicine Peak. He's also publicly known as the Purple Sun Sect's only Fifth-level Great Pharmacist. His status is completely different from Liu Junyi's. For now, we can't afford to provoke him. As long as you've recovered, Xiao'er, that's the greatest cause for celebration. Let's just drop it."
"Drop it?"
Yang Xiao found this strange.
He hadn't expected his hot-tempered father to choose to let the matter rest.
"I'm a little tired, Xiao'er. Cultivate well. And rember, if I'm not around in the future, you must be patient and not act too impulsively."
These words made Yang Xiao even more uneasy.
'It sounds like he's arranging his final affairs.'
When he thought again of his father's pale face...
His expression changed.
Heedless of anything else, he grabbed his father's wrist. Imdiately, the Fire Elental Power in the air transford into fine threads and entered his father's body.
The mont it circulated...
Yang Xiao's expression changed drastically.
"Blood Decay... It's actually Blood Decay!"
Yang Xiao was stunned.
Blood Decay causes the blood itself to corrupt. A Martial Artist's foundation is their Blood Qi. If the Blood Qi is corrupted, their very foundation is destroyed.
Even in Ancient Tis, this was considered a vicious and hard-to-treat disease.
In this day and age, it's a terminal illness for a Martial Artist.
If this wasn't handled properly, his father's life would be in danger.
"Xiao'er, you really have changed. You even know about Blood Decay! I always said it—*her* son is surely a Divine Dragon from the highest heavens, no mortal creature. It's just... I won't be able to see you in your future glory. If only... if only..."
"Father, don't say another word. re Blood Decay is nothing I can't handle!"
Yang Xiao, however, smiled confidently.
'To others, Blood Decay might be a terminal diagnosis.'
'But he knew many ways to redy it.'
'He just lacked the necessary Spirit dicines for the cure.'
"Really?"
Yang Zhentian's eyes lit up.
'If I can really be cured, I will absolutely not let Wang Qianhe off the hook! He has gone too far!'
But then, the light in them dimd again.
'Xiao'er is probably just trying to comfort .'
'How could he not know the state of his own body?'
'For so many years, every ti he used a Burst Secret Technique, it had taken a toll on his body. The damage had accumulated over the years, injuring his very foundation.'
'Even Wang Qianhe probably couldn't cure him now.'
'So how could Xiao'er?'
'No matter how extraordinary he's beco, how could he possibly compare to a Fifth-level Great Pharmacist?'
"Rest easy, Father. You get so rest first. I'll go prepare the dicine for you right now."
Without waiting to ask for more details about the Heaven Repairing Pill, Yang Xiao shot out of the Yang Family residence like an arrow, heading for Spirit dicine Street.
'His father's injuries were too severe. There was no ti to waste.'
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