Despite feeling disgusted, Huang Yulang maintained a compassionate expression as he got out of the car and greeted the surviving elders of the Mu family who came to welcome him.

"The nobles are truly self-reliant and strong. Despite such a great calamity, they have managed to recover and rebuild. They have already shown signs of recovery after just one day. They are truly remarkable!"

This greeting caused the clan elder's face to twitch slightly. If the Mu family weren't already in dire straits, he would have made this guy, who knew the answer already, understand the skills of a martial arts master.

"No need for you to trouble yourself, sir. Our Mu family has its own way of doing things. We are tenacious and unyielding, and we will stand firm like a rock. However, with reconstruction imminent, we do not have the means to entertain you, sir."

"It's alright, it's alright. I'm not the kind of person who cares about food and pleasure. I'm here today mainly to inquire about the injuries of our great hero of Qingmang, and also to ask about the situation of the bandits so I can report back to my superiors."

Huang Yulang naturally knew that the other party was unwilling, or rather, that the people here were not welcoming to his arrival, so he simply spoke frankly.

"Master Cheng is still resting and it is probably inconvenient for me to see you. I also do not know the condition of the Third Ancestor. However, we, the acting patriarchs, are here and can have a chat with you."

Huang Yulang nodded and followed the clan elder into one of the few houses that remained relatively intact after the great battle. Despite the efforts to clean and decorate, the temporary state of the place and the sense of decay were still evident.

A woman dressed simply in blue, with light makeup and her hair tied up in a bun with a hairpin, entered the study with a man, who was there to pay his respects to Huang Yulang.

Mu Qingluo, originally the second daughter of the Mu family, disguised herself as the Third Ancestor Hongdie during the tail-cutting incident to hold off the Niu family's elder and the Liao family's head. Later, she was rescued by Daocheng and entrusted by the family head and a group of surviving elders to become the acting family head.

The person next to her... had purplish-black skin, was extremely large, almost half a head taller than the gate, had skin as firm as wax, and pure black fingers, and looked unlike an ordinary person.

Dao Hou, nicknamed Gou'er, is Dao Chengyi's brother and the guardian of Woniu Village. He protects Dao Chengyi's mansion in Xiaoweili and fights with Wu Shizheng without being defeated. He is extremely ferocious.

"Greetings, Patriarch Mou. I apologize for the inconvenience today."

Different styles of movement, different statuses. Huang Yulang naturally held this young acting family head in a slightly superior position. Although he was polite, he was also arrogant.

“I already know about Magistrate Huang’s background. My ancestor has just finished recuperating today, so there is naturally no problem with questioning him. However, my husband is seriously injured and I am afraid we cannot meet. But I would like to thank Magistrate Huang for his kindness on behalf of my husband.”

Hearing the way she addressed him, my earlier thought came true. Sure enough, that genius didn't just return to repay a debt of gratitude. It's true that even heroes can't resist the charms of a beautiful woman.

Looking at the woman with light makeup, a resolute expression, and a beautiful appearance, Huang Yulang understood his youthful infatuation; this woman would be quite remarkable even in Fuzhou.

"That's why I've come here. This Taoist priestess Lizhu is a master of traditional Chinese medicine. Her Three Springs Longevity Technique is a technique at the level of Li Xiang, specializing in healing and longevity. With her here, she can surely provide some healing for the son-in-law of the Mu family."

An unknown female Taoist priest wearing a white veil stepped forward, holding a whisk, and bowed. Mu Qingluo scrutinized the man, unsure of the magistrate's purpose.

"Then let her give it a try."

A voice came from behind the screen, and then Mu Hongdie, dressed in flowing red, walked out with a strong smell of medicine. Her face was pale, and she looked more frail than before.

But its aura remains unchanged; a closer look reveals the immense power lurking beneath that seemingly fragile body, like a volcano poised to erupt.

The Third Ancestor nodded, and the rest of the journey proceeded smoothly. During the casual conversation, it was deep within the mansion that they encountered the peerless genius who, as a martial artist, had used forbidden techniques to join forces with the other five cultivators to severely injure the elder of the Niu family and the head of the Liao family.

The Word became one!

At this time, he was bedridden, and even the strongest incense could not mask the thick stench of blood, or rather, the stench of blood had taken on an indescribable fragrance.

His face was as white as paper, his breath was faint, and his body was like rotten wood. His whole body was wrapped in the finest cold jade, which gave him warmth and vitality. He looked like he was about to die, but it was already a miracle. After all, it was already a blessing to be alive under the forbidden technique.

Despite his broken body, his spirit and eyes remained bright. Looking into his eyes, Huang Yulang felt that sharp and powerful gaze. Even without a doctor to examine him, he knew that this boy would not die.