Chapter 114: Chapter 115: Dependence
Upon hearing this, Lin Qian was so furious he couldn’t help but laugh.
The reason Gao Benli’s so-called sworn brother Wu cut off Bai Ren’s legs was simply because Bai Ren was “not qualified to fight them”?
“Let’s heal your legs first, we can talk about the other things later,” Lin Qian said, patting Bai Ren’s shoulder in an attempt to ease his fury.
“Okay.” Bai Ren nodded, but it took a moment for the reality to sink in. Surprised, he looked at Lin Qian and asked, “Heal my legs, Brother Lin? Are you sure? You’re not just trying to cheer me up, right?”
Bai Ren knew all too well the state of his own legs. The area below the knees had been completely severed; he was now a cripple.
What use is a Soul Martial Artist who cannot stand?
“I would never joke about something !” Seeing Bai Ren’s incredulous expression, Lin Qian could understand his skepticism. After all, it was hard to believe that such severe injuries could ever heal.
However, such a feat was not extremely difficult.
Not to mention the potions available in the Huaxia Empire, the Dangyuan Sect’s treasury alone contained pills with such healing properties.
Moreover, the weaker the cultivation, the easier it was to heal such injuries.
The stronger the power and the higher the realm, the more formidable the body becomes, and naturally, the more difficult it is to repair the physical body.
Treating Bai Ren’s injuries, Lin Qian did not plan to use the potions of the Huaxia Empire, but rather the pills from the Dangyuan Sect’s treasury.
With a thought, Lin Qian summoned the pills from the Huaxia Empire, and in the palm of his hand appeared two jade bottles.
“This one is a Bone Healing Pill, and the other is a Regeneration Pill. Take one pill each day, and after ten days, your legs will be restored, even stronger than before,” Lin Qian said, shaking the jade bottles in his hand before handing them to Bai Ren.
Bai Ren carefully took the jade bottles, his eyes filled with gratitude as he looked at Lin Qian, his hands trembling as he held the bottles.
After all, what lay in his hands was not just pills, but also hope.
Who would want to lie in bed for a lifetime, a broken man?
After comforting the extremely emotional Bai Ren, Lin Qian watched him for a long time before speaking again, “How about this: both of you come live with me on Maoqing Mountain, to prevent them from troubling you further.”
Without waiting for Bai Ren’s reaction, Lin Qian reached out, pulled him up from the bed, and carried him on his back.
“Brother Lin, how can I let you carry me?” Bai Ren was panicked by Lin Qian’s actions.
To this, Lin Qian was nonchalant, “Both you and I are from Bashan City, it’s no big deal to carry you. I’m not made of gold, am I?”
Having said that, Lin Qian carried Bai Ren out of the house and strode off towards Maoqing Mountain.
On Maoqing Mountain, there was only one mansion, but it had many houses, enough to accommodate three or four dozen people without any trouble.
“After taking these pills, the pain might be severe, remember to endure it,” Lin Qian urged earnestly after settling Bai Ren and Ye Lin, before he left.
After all, the Bone Healing Pill and Regeneration Pill were Upper A-Class pills; though used for healing, their potency was formidable, and not so easily endured by Bai Ren, who was in the Nirvana Realm.
After ensuring Ye Lin took good care of Bai Ren, Lin Qian left the courtyard that had been arranged for them and headed straight toward the deep interior.
Upon reaching the backyard of the residence, Lin Qian directly entered an inconspicuous small hut and noticed two beds covered with quilts.
Seeing these two quilts, Lin Qian breathed a sigh of relief.
Because he knew that beneath this bed lay a secret chamber, leading to the belly of Maoqing Mountain, where there was an extremely hidden cultivation retreat.
Only Lin Qian and his mentor, Wei Wushuang, knew about the entrance to this hidden retreat.
The double layer of bedding on the couch was a signal from Wei Wushuang to Lin Qian. Upon seeing it, Lin Qian clearly understood that his master had already entered the hidden retreat for seclusion.
After learning this, Lin Qian left the hut directly, with no intention of visiting the hidden retreat to avoid disturbing his master’s meditative cultivation.
After arriving in the front courtyard, Lin Qian was preparing to return to his own room when he saw Lei Qian come in with an aggressive demeanor.
“Boss, I have something to tell you,” Lei Qian said, approaching Lin Qian with a furious look, frowning.
“Is it about Gao Benli?” Seeing Lei Qian’s expression, Lin Qian guessed and asked in return.
Lei Qian was clearly surprised when Lin Qian mentioned that name: “Boss, do you already know?”
“Of course, a friend who left Bashan City with me even had his legs chopped off by Gao Benli’s people!” Lin Qian said with a cold smile on his face when mentioning this topic.
“What!” Upon hearing this news, Lei Qian’s body faintly shimmered with purple light.
At this moment, anxious footsteps also came from outside, and Lin Qian looked toward the direction of the courtyard gate to see that the newcomers were Uncle Qin Wushuang and one of the Supreme Elders, Lei Heng.
“Haha, Lin Qian, I truly have so many words of gratitude for you that I hardly know where to start,” Lei Heng said, repeatedly thanking Lin Qian upon entering the courtyard.
The reason for Lei Heng’s thanks was very simple: the astonishing transformation of his grandson, Lei Qian.
Lei Heng, the Emperor Lei of the Wanxiang Sect from Coastal State, well-known in the region, possessed the strength of the Sky Breaking Realm Eighth Level, extraordinary indeed.
However, he was astonished to find that upon his grandson’s return, although not yet advanced to the Sky Breaking Realm, his strength had increased tremendously compared to before.
When assessing his grandson’s strength, Lei Heng was shocked to discover that he used to be able to suppress his opponent at the Nirvana Realm Ninth Level.
Now even when he reduced his strength to the Third Level of the Sky Breaking Realm, he was barely a match and at a disadvantage.
Moreover, during their sparring, Lei Heng was even more astounded because his grandson’s combat experience and skills had far surpassed his own.
If it weren’t for his own realm and perspective, he probably couldn’t keep up with Lei Qian’s pace.
“There’s no need for such formality, Elder Lei. Since Lei Qian calls me boss, I wouldn’t let him be at a disadvantage,” Lin Qian said after exchanging pleasantries with Lei Heng, then turned his head toward Qin Wushuang. “Uncle, why has my master suddenly gone into seclusion?”
In response, Qin Wushuang gave a bitter smile with a hint of sorrow in his eyes: “Because the situation is becoming more complicated, master is actually preparing to make peace with Shengtian Sect, even depending on them!”
“What, depend on Shengtian Sect?” Hearing his uncle’s words, Lin Qian was somewhat incredulous and even began to doubt whether he had heard incorrectly.