Yun Supre swiftly descended from mid-air with Lin Qian, and in an instant, they had landed within the city and entered the place where her grandfather was temporarily residing.
Within the city, the crowd was a blend of all sorts, the streets lined with shops, and in front of these establishnts, many people were setting up stalls to sell their wares, including both Soul Martial Artists and ordinary citizens.
Compared to the Southern Domain, the native Spiritual Energy in the Central Domain was quite rich, making it so that most ordinary citizens were of the Shape Origin Realm, rely a step away from the Nirvana Realm. However, no matter what they did, they seed unable to cross into it.
Soul Martial Artists who had tad Soul Beasts as mounts, with beast-pulled carriages, road the streets amidst the crowd, often resulting in injuries to pedestrians or collisions between other Soul Martial Artists. Lin Qian frowned deeply at the sight.
"What's wrong?" Seeing Lin Qian surveying his surroundings with a furrowed brow, Yuan Supre curiously asked.
Looking around, Lin Qian shook his head and said, "It's too backward. Neither the citizens nor the Soul Martial Artists are able to enjoy the comfort and convenience a city should offer them."
"Backward, comfort, and convenience?" Yuan Supre wore a curious and puzzled expression after hearing Lin Qian's words. "A city is just a larger gathering place with a vast number of people. It's bound to be very busy. How could there be any talk of comfort and convenience?"
"Just saying it like this, I'm afraid Mr. Yuan might not understand. When we have so free ti later, co with to the Huaxia Empire and you will understand," Lin Qian replied.
Lin Qian didn't find Yuan Supre's incomprehension odd. As soone from a modern society in his previous life, many of his ways of thinking were simply beyond the comprehension of the natives of this world or even concepts they had never considered.
The City Lord Mansion, right in the center of the city, was extrely vast, almost like a city within a city. Looking at the grand mansion gates, Lin Qian understood that his grandfather must be inside.
With Yuan Supre leading the way, Lin Qian followed behind, both discussing matters related to the Central Domain as they walked.
Strangely enough, neither the Gatekeepers guarding the City Lord Mansion nor the people walking within seed to see Yuan Supre and Lin Qian at all; they were completely ignored as if they didn't exist.
Lin Qian wasn't particularly surprised by all this; clearly, Yuan Supre's Soul Power had distorted the surroundings, making them invisible to others to avoid unnecessary trouble.
In the wide courtyard behind the City Lord Mansion, which had many guards stationed outside, was completely empty and silent.
After entering the main house in the courtyard, Lin Qian followed Yuan Supre as they stepped inside.
The interior was spacious, and Lin Qian imdiately noticed an old man with white hair and beard lying on a large bed with his chest rising and falling evenly.
Next to the old man sat an elderly lady. Despite the wrinkles covering her face, one could still see she must have been strikingly beautiful in her youth.
On the old lady's wrist was a wound from which rich blood qi was erging, pouring into the body of the man on the bed.
Not just Lin Qian, but even Yuan Supre was moved by the sight: "Transfusing one's own blood qi to maintain vitality and protect the internal organs from damage is indeed a good thod. However, if the self-harm is too severe, continuing this will only result in both dying."
As he spoke, the distorted Soul Power around Yuan Supre gradually dissipated, revealing the two of them.
Just as their figures beca visible, they startled the woman at the bedside. She abruptly looked up in their direction: "Who's there!"
Whoosh!
Just at that mont, a figure suddenly burst from outside, "Who dares to intrude?"
However, when the figure saw Yuan Supre, his face turned to shock, and he imdiately knelt down, "Elder Yuan, what brings you here?"
"Hmm, the Yuan family no longer needs a gatekeeper, I was just idly wandering and decided to bring soone for a visit," Yuan Supre said, looking at the figure with a light smile, "Rise, there's no need for such formalities."
"Yes!" Upon hearing Yuan Supre's words, the person also stood up.
His na was Yuan Hu, a strong mber of the Yuan family, and also an alchemist. It was his pill that had maintained Lin Qian's grandfather's injuries from worsening and ensured their protection.
"Elder Yuan, the bloodline curse has beco more aggressive than before. It used to be that everyone took turns infusing their blood energy, but later, Yun Monarch's wife, at the cost of her life, insisted that they would endure this hardship together as a couple, and there was no need for everyone to make a needless sacrifice," Yuan Hu said with helplessness after standing, looking at the bedridden figure.
At that mont, the old woman also paid her respects to Yuan Supre. The only person whom Yuan Hu would address as Elder Yuan was none other than the Yuan Supre of the Yuan family, no one else, "The younger generation, Yun Rong, greets Elder Yuan."
"There's no need for such formalities; from now on, the Yuan family and you all are one family," Yuan Supre said, his face breaking into a smile, "I believe that in the future, things will definitely be better for you."
anwhile, Lin Qian quickly stepped forward and, without a word, took out a pill. He vibrated it into powder with his soul power, then grabbed the old woman's hand and evenly sprinkled it over the wound.
This young man's actions left Yun Rong puzzled. She watched as the wound on her wrist healed and, looking up at the young man's face, was struck as if by lightning, trembling uncontrollably.
"You..." Yun Rong, looking at the young man who closely resembled Lin Di, couldn't help but have tears rimming her eyes.
Lin Qian's nose, too, felt sour as he opened his arms and gave the old lady a hug, "Grandma, your grandson is here. From now on, I'll take care of everything, don't worry."
"You are Qianer, you are Qianer!" Yun Rong's heart overflowed with joy. She hurriedly grabbed Lin Qian's shoulders, positioning him directly in front of her to examine him closely, "You really do look like your father, but your eyes... they resemble that girl's."
Yun Rong was overjoyed, her tear-stained face beaming with smiles. The difficulties of the past days had left her both ntally and physically exhausted. Lin Qian's arrival was like a drop of sweet dew falling onto the parched soil of her heart.
Seeing his grandmother, Lin Qian felt both happiness and heartache. He could clearly sense that her constitution was extrely weak, with a severe loss of blood energy.
Just as Yuan Hu had said, if this continued, she would only follow her husband to the netherworld.
Lin Qian turned his head to look at the elder lying on the bed, his fra skeletal and emaciated, his eye sockets deeply sunken, his skin gray and lifeless, his breath wavering in and out of existence.
The inside of his body was clearly radiating a powerful dicinal force to ensure that the injuries did not worsen too much.
His grandfather's condition was far worse than Lin Qian had imagined, and he was relieved that he had decided to co here first. Otherwise, he feared the worst for his grandparents.
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