"Senior Sister, if you can’t take it, just tell right away!"
How could Lin Miao bear to forget his senior sister about the benefits of the python blood? But his senior sister was not like Si Miaoxue or others with martial arts cultivation who could endure the pain brought by the dicinal power’s cleansing and ridian-purging.
The senior sister had only just started on her path of cultivation.
Moreover, her practice, like Xia Zhu’s, focused mainly on strengthening the body. In terms of martial arts, practicing so basic health maintenance or light body skill would be sufficient.
No matter how things were, Lin Miao did not need her to step forward to face enemies.
But practicing martial arts indeed had its benefits; it could even increase one’s lifespan. He also wished his senior sister could live a few more years and grow old together with him.
Otherwise, he wouldn’t have to go through the trouble and effort of helping her clear her ridians.
He diluted the dicinal soup so that the dicinal power was not too strong, down to a bearable level, so that Sun Youwei could use it.
While Sun Youwei soaked in the herbal bath, Lin Miao naturally had no qualms about staying outside to protect her. In case anything happened, he could rush in at any mont.
After all, they had long been betrothed, so even if there were any skinship, it would be just an early encounter, not tarnishing reputations.
Anyway, if he didn’t say anything and senior sister didn’t say anything, no one would know.
"Junior Brother, turn around." Sun Youwei blushed as she spoke. She was about to undress.
"Oh, okay." Lin Miao chuckled but still turned around.
"Junior Brother, what are you laughing at..." Sun Youwei’s cheeks reddened like blood, and she spat a rebuke.
"No, I wasn’t laughing, Senior Sister, you got it wrong."
There was a thud!
Sun Youwei slipped into the herbal bath wearing only a pair of close-fitting underwear, with the dicinal solution covering her fragrant shoulders, leaving only her neck above the water.
Her long hair spilled out over the edge of the tub.
At first, it didn’t feel too uncomfortable, just warm and tingling. But soon, as the dicinal power penetrated her skin and seeped into her muscles and bones, Sun Youwei imdiately felt a pain akin to ants gnawing at her flesh and bones.
Of course, it wasn’t really ants biting her flesh but the dicinal power penetrating her muscles and bones, refining and squeezing out impurities within.
Many people never get this chance in their lifeti, to remove the residual growth impurities within the body through this thod after their bones and flesh have fully ford.
This process was truly painful, akin to having flesh and blood peeled off alive.
"Junior Brother..."
"Senior Sister, how is it? Can you hold on?" Lin Miao was startled; it hadn’t been long since she went in, yet she seed to be struggling?
"No, junior brother, can you talk to to distract , so I can forget the pain inside?" Sun Youwei asked.
"Senior Sister, I’ll teach you a Heart thod. Follow my instructions to ditate, which can reduce the pain and yield better results!" Lin Miao thought for a mont and decided to teach the Yijin Xishui Scripture to his senior sister.
His senior sister was the person closest to him, so he wasn’t worried about her leaking the Heart thod.
"Alright."
"Listen carefully, Senior Sister. This Heart thod consists of twelve postures..." Lin Miao began to ticulously impart to Sun Youwei the cultivation thod of the Twelve Postures of Yijin.
Sun Youwei was extrely intelligent with a remarkably high comprehension ability. Lin Miao only needed to explain it once, and she managed to follow through quickly, entering ditation imdiately.
With the naked eye, you could see a faint vortex of energy being expelled from Senior Sister’s pores, clearly a sign of developing inner energy.
Such martial arts talent genuinely amazed Lin Miao.
Had she not been frail and sickly since childhood, her achievents in martial arts would have likely been far superior to his if she had started earlier.
With Sun Youwei entering ditation, the pain on her face vanished entirely, replaced by a calm deanor. Clearly, this diluted dicinal soup posed no significant threat to her.
Seeing this, Lin Miao naturally wouldn’t pass up on this opportunity, so he quietly increased the concentration of the dicinal soup.
He raised it from about one percent to around five percent.
With the increased concentration, Sun Youwei finally felt a slight sensation but only slightly stirred, then returned to calm after the ti it takes to drink a cup of tea.
Thus, Lin Miao thought for a mont, then resolutely added a single drop of the giant python’s heart blood into the mix!
As the blood entered the dicinal soup, it triggered a chemical reaction instantly, and Sun Youwei, who was in the tub, imdiately showed signs of pain, her mouth slightly agape, letting out a soft moan...
However, she managed to endure it.
Seeing this, Lin Miao’s eyes flashed with determination. Gritting his teeth, he decided to press on, continuing to add the giant python’s heart blood, stopping only after almost ten drops.
Finally, Sun Youwei’s face displayed obvious pain, letting out a muffled groan, her jaw trembling, but nonetheless, she relied on her strong willpower to bear it and did not cry out.
Her delicate body trembled slightly...
Two hours passed afterward.
Until the color of the dicinal liquid in the tub turned dark black, devoid of any herbal fragrance, Lin Miao then carried the nearly unconscious Sun Youwei out.
This girl was truly resilient at heart.
She stubbornly endured until she collapsed from exhaustion in the herbal bath.
Nevertheless, her gains were substantial, though how substantial still awaited her awakening to find out.
One thing’s for sure, when Lin Miao checked her pulse, it was strong and robust, no less than one of Lianxin or Liansuo sisters.
...
"Master, I’ve broken through!"
Early in the morning, he heard the news that Mr. Xie ca to report joyously. This old man has finally advanced to the Blood Fusion Realm.
Excitedly, he even threw away his cane.
It seems the effect of the python blood was significant, not only helping him break through but also completely healing his leg injury.
"Old Xie, stop showing off. I have a task for you," Lin Miao instructed.
"You say it, Master."
"Take a trip to Li Hen City for . There will be an auction at the Heaven-Dominating Tower the day after tomorrow night. There’s going to be a dical token up for bidding. Go see if it’s my master’s and bid it back if it is."
"Master, why don’t you go?"
"You lost my master’s dical token. Don’t you plan to get it back for ?" Lin Miao said, "It’s already good that I’m not asking you to pay for it. It takes three to five days for a round trip. If it turns out not to be the right one, it’ll be a complete waste. Besides, I’m receiving a lot of attention now, and once I leave, I’ll be noticed."
"Understood, I’ll prepare and set off," Mr. Xie nodded.
"Here is the auction’s invitation letter. Keep it safe." Lin Miao handed the auction’s invitation to Mr. Xie.
...
"Junior Brother, if it truly is father’s dical token, we should go ourselves," Sun Youwei stood smartly behind Lin Miao.
"Senior Sister, are you alright?" Lin Miao turned around and asked with concern.
"I’m fine. Yesterday, you were the one who carried out of the tub..." Sun Youwei asked with flushed cheeks. She had faint mories before she passed out, though they were sowhat blurred.
"You were like that; I had no choice but to act accordingly." Lin Miao nodded and admitted.
"Did you see everything?" Sun Youwei lightly bit her lip, extrely shy.
"Mm."
What’s there to deny? How else could he lift soone from the water without looking? Would closing one’s eyes not end up being a blind search?
"Junior Brother, did you... to ..." Sun Youwei’s cheeks were as red as blood. She had a dream last night, filled with especially embarrassing scenes. She didn’t know if it was just a dream or if it really happened.
"Senior Sister, I carried you back to the room and handed you over to Yuzhu. She took care of you afterward." Lin Miao hurriedly explained that he wasn’t the type to do anything indecent. After all, they were destined to be a couple; it was just a matter of ti.
"Ah?" Sun Youwei imdiately covered her face and ran off embarrassed, completely forgetting what she was discussing with Lin Miao earlier.
Too shy, Senior Sister is way too shy!
As for the dical token, it’s sothing he only heard of. Not sure if it was indeed the one belonging to Master Sun Simiao, so he sent Mr. Xie there.
It was his responsibility; he should get it back.
...
"Continue taking this dicine for a while and co for a follow-up. Rember not to overexert yourself. That’s all, go ahead and buy the dicine."
"Thank you, Mr. Lin!"
"You’re welco; it’s my duty..." By noon, all patients had been seen, and it was ti for a break to stretch after sitting all morning.
Across from him, Senior Sister blushed constantly, avoiding direct eye contact, clearly because of last night’s incident.
After all, being seen is no big deal; they would still sleep under the sa blanket soday. He could look however he liked then.
"Senior Sister, we have over three hundred cases left to hit ten thousand cases. Then we can return to Qingping Town."
"Have you picked a date yet, Junior Brother?"
"Not yet. This ti, Mrs. Yun will be returning with us to handle the house in town. She doesn’t plan to co back. We won’t have many opportunities to return in the future. I’m considering whether to relocate Master’s grave as well," Lin Miao said.
This was indeed sothing Lin Miao had been pondering these days, but he hadn’t found the right opportunity to bring it up with Sun Youwei.
Even if he eventually married Sun Youwei, they likely wouldn’t have many chances to return to Qingping Town. Master’s grave would be left there, with no one visiting during the holidays; it felt rather lonely and pitiful.
Strictly speaking, Qingping Town was only a temporary residence for Master Sun Simiao. Master left in such a rush; they did not know where his ancestral ho was or if the grave should be moved to the ancestral tomb.
Of course, Master had instructed to be buried in Qingping Town. He had chosen the gravesite himself.
But those were all based on Lin Miao and Sun Youwei continuing to live in Qingping Town, and now both have left, and clearly won’t often return.
Since the premise has changed, Lin Miao didn’t want Master to be left lonely in Qingping Town, hence the thought of relocating the grave.
"Junior Brother, are you planning to relocate father’s grave?"
"Senior Sister, Master chose Qingping Town to be buried because he wanted to stay with us, not wishing us trouble in returning him to the ancestral grave. I don’t know if Master ever told you about where his ancestral ho is, but now the situation is different. Both of us are at Dongshan, and it’s unlikely we’ll return often. Thus, every festival, no one visits Master’s grave. I want to relocate him to a feng shui spot we can reach easily, where we can visit anyti," Lin Miao explained.
"Also, when Master was buried, due to circumstances, everything was done simply. Many things were not completed. I think we should make it up for Master wherever we can; we’re not lacking now."
Sun Youwei thought deeply about it and acknowledged that Lin Miao indeed had a point. Father had a hard life and was wronged and passed away. In the end, it was a hurried burial; she felt she hadn’t fulfilled her duty as a daughter.
When there was no ability, it was excusable; things unachievable need not be forced. But now, with the capability, it was rely spending so silver for so peace of mind. Why not do it?
Qingping Town had childhood mories and deep-seated wounds. If not for Father’s grave, she wouldn’t want to return.
"Junior Brother, then let’s do it your way. But if Father is to be reburied, has the burial site been chosen?"
"There’s a pretty good spot. When you’re over there, we can decide together," Lin Miao thought of Yingfeng Valley. The feng shui there is good, and there’s plenty of space. He plans to build his castle there and bury Master nearby, which couldn’t be more fitting.
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