Shi Feng and Long Chen, upon Miss Wei’s invitation, entered the house together. Long Chen glanced at the old man lying on the bed and, turning to Shi Feng, nodded slightly as if to confirm that this was indeed the man.
Shi Feng noticed sothing intriguing about the old man. Just monts ago, he had sensed a subtle connection on the old man’s body—a Nine Nether Sealing Martial Seal had been imprinted within him.
The Nine Nether Sealing Martial Seal was a sealing technique he had invented long ago, more out of curiosity than utility. It was a thod that involved imprinting a seal inside a martial artist’s body, sealing their Martial Arts Cultivation. A martial artist with this seal would end up physically weaker than even an average person.
He rembered teaching this sealing technique only to a few disciples he took on early in his journey—Lingg Yefeng, Mo Xiaoyao, Leng Aoyue.
Could it be that one of them sealed the old man? But that didn’t seem right. Given their proud natures, they would have simply killed a Martial King realm nobody with one strike rather than resorting to such a whimsical technique.
As for others, he did not recall teaching anyone else, and even if he had, they wouldn’t likely use it on a Martial King realm nobody.
Seated on stools next to a redwood round table at Miss Wei’s invitation, Long Chen said, "I hope we haven’t disturbed you or the elder by coming over so late."
"No, Your Highness has a noble status, and Young Master Feng is the savior who saved my life. I am flattered by your visit," Miss Wei said, then attempted to rise from her stool to pay her respects to the two n.
"There’s no need for such formality, Miss Wei," Long Chen quickly said. "I’m just a carefree and unrestrained person, not bothered by so many rules. When you’re here with us, you should feel as comfortable as if you were at your own ho."
Then Long Chen asked, "Is it just you and the elder in your family?"
"Yes," Miss Wei nodded lightly and said, "It’s always been just my grandfather and . I was a roaming orphan, and it was my grandfather who found and raised . But not long after, he fell sick, and his health declined day by day, until he ended up like this.
"Later, when famine struck our holand, we had nothing to eat, so I fled with my grandfather and so other refugees to other places. Gradually, we arrived at the Imperial City, attracted by its prosperity. We settled outside the city, and I found so work here. Fortunately, the boss was kind and took in. I started working at the boss’s shop and taking care of my grandfather."
"It turns out that Miss Wei has had a hard life," Long Chen sighed and shook his head.
"Today, I was harassed by that bully Zhao Zhixin, and luckily, Young Master Feng helped ," Miss Wei said. "Otherwise, I can hardly imagine how it would have ended. If sothing had happened to , I wouldn’t know what to do about my grandfather, who owes a great debt of gratitude." Miss Wei shuddered at the thought of the grim ending that could have been.
"Actually, I once learned a bit of dical knowledge," Shi Feng, who had been silent until now, finally spoke. "I have seen similar conditions to your grandfather’s before. May I take a look at him?"
"Ah, Young Master Feng, you know dical arts?" Miss Wei exclaid in shock: "And you’ve seen an illness similar to my grandfather’s? I’ve seen many famous doctors in the Imperial City, and they all said they’d never seen anything like it. So what happened to that person?" she asked eagerly.
"He was completely cured by ," Shi Feng declared without a hint of modesty. "Those people you’ve seen are nothing but incompetent physicians."
"This guy really isn’t humble, is he?" Long Chen thought to himself, shaking his head inwardly. Nevertheless, he was curious. This man knew dical arts, for real? Was there anything he couldn’t do? A master of both letters and arms?
"Then, Young Master Feng, please go and check on my grandfather. If you can cure him, I, Yu Ying, will be forever indebted to you and will repay your kindness however I can," Miss Wei said, sowhat agitatedly.
"It’s not that serious," Shi Feng waved his hand and said.
After speaking, Shi Feng stood up and walked towards the half-dead old man. Long Chen and Yu Ying also hastily stood up and followed behind Shi Feng, with Yu Ying visibly getting more nervous.
Shi Feng approached the bed and looked at the half-dead old man. Just at that mont, the old man’s eyes, vacant and lifeless, shifted slightly. Suddenly, as if startled, his paleness surged, and those lifeless eyes snapped open as if he’d seen a ghost.
"You... you..." The old man stared at Shi Feng, his body trembling, face twitching slightly, lips parting and teeth chattering, his voice was muffled and hoarse, as if he had sand in his mouth, spitting out two words.
"Grandfather, what’s wrong with you?" Seeing this, Yu Ying quickly rushed forward, pressing her hands on the trembling body of the old man and asked.
"He... he..." The old man’s face was full of terror, his voice trembling, his emotions growing more and more agitated, looking both exhilarated and scared, and as if he held a deep hatred towards Shi Feng.
"Grandfather, what’s wrong with you? This is Young Master Feng, he ca specially to cure your illness," Yu Ying comforted the old man.
"Is he scared of eting strangers?" Long Chen asked Yu Ying.
"No, Grandfather was never like this when eting people before. I don’t know why, but as soon as he saw Young Master Feng..." Yu Ying said.
"As soon as he saw Young Master Feng..." Long Chen also looked towards Shi Feng, suddenly thinking of sothing as he gazed at the contours of Shi Feng’s face.
"Shi... Shi..." The old man seed to muster all his strength, raising his hand and tremblingly pointing at Shi Feng.
"Shi Jintian!" Shi Feng and Long Chen exclaid the na simultaneously.
"Ah!" Hearing this na, the old man scread as if he had gone mad.
"Grandfather, what’s happening to you? Don’t scare ," Yu Ying said in panic, her face showing helplessness as she looked towards Shi Feng and Long Chen, "Your Highness, Young Master Feng, what’s wrong with my grandfather? Why did he react like this just hearing those three words you just said? What do those three words an?"
"The na of a beast," Shi Feng said, "Alright, I know how to treat your grandfather now. You all go out."
"But, but Grandfather is like this, is he really okay?" Yu Ying’s face showed worry.
"It’s okay, you can go out with peace of mind," Shi Feng said.
"Then... then I will..."
"Alright, let’s follow Young Master Feng’s instructions. Let’s go out first," Long Chen comforted her.
"Okay then, Young Master Feng, please, I’m counting on you to cure my grandfather’s illness," Yu Ying still looked sowhat unconvinced as she watched the old man who seed crazed.
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