Chapter 79 If you don't deliver the sword spirit, you're a dog.

"this--"

Shen Jiuxu had already stood up, but before he reached Jiang Yu's side, he saw that the skin was completely unharmed. He remembered that he had clearly seen that Xian Chen had cut Jiang Yu's palm.

Could it be that I'm seeing things?

He took Jiang Yu's hand and examined it back and forth, but found nothing unusual. Jiang Yu was also puzzled. When he was injured in the past, it always took him a long time to heal. It couldn't be that Xian Chen refused to poke him!

The two of them stared at Xian Chenjian in unison.

The culprit that caused all this, "Sword," lay innocently on the ground. It was just an accident and didn't intentionally hurt its master. Jiang Yu probably wouldn't care!

Jiang Yu looked at the pitiful state of the sword and didn't say anything, but his doubts deepened. He gripped the hilt and made another cut on his hand.

The two stared intently at the wound, and blood did indeed gush out as expected, but it quickly flowed onto the ground, and the skin recovered completely.

Jiang Yu was shocked.

Shen Jiuxu turned to look at him, the same shock appearing on both their faces. "What happened?"

"I...I don't know what happened either."

Jiang Yu was equally puzzled and turned to stare at Xian Chen. Shen Jiuxu picked it up and made a cut on his wrist, drawing blood. But after waiting for a while, no miracle occurred.

"Um……"

Shen Jiuxu felt that Jiang Yu might have gotten away with it by chance, and that Xian Chenjian probably had a grudge against him, which was why this situation had occurred.

Faced with this situation, Jiang Yu had nothing to say and could not explain it. He could only look at his wound, silently reach out and tear off a clean piece of cloth to wrap Shen Jiuxu's wound, "Don't hurt yourself next time."

"You did the same thing just now."

Shen Jiuxu retorted, but he finally saw a trace of other emotion on Jiang Yu's long-tired face, and even if he was injured, it was worth it.

As Jiang Yu held Xian Chen in his hand and examined him carefully, he didn't think there was anything wrong with his body, because the soreness in his lower back clearly told him the answer.

But it shouldn't be Xian Chen's problem either.

It seemed perfectly normal when it scratched Shen Jiuxu!

As the two were wondering what was going on, they suddenly heard a voice that seemed to appear out of nowhere, "It's me. I can heal and save lives."

The room might be haunted!

Shen Jiuxu drew his sword in time, and Jiang Yu also held Xian Chen across his chest. Then he heard that familiar voice again, "Master, it's me, it's Xian Chen."

ah?

The world seems so strange! Could it be that Xian Chen has a sword spirit? Jiang Yu seemed to be seeing his sword for the first time and was filled with curiosity. His two beautiful eyes were fixed on the long sword in his hand. He had found it in a certain place when he went out to train, and it didn't have a name.

Later, Jiang Yu traveled around and saw that the cultivators he met would name their weapons. So he learned from them and named his weapon "Xian Chen".

Jiang Yu had always thought that the Xianchen Sword was as sharp as the wind and as light as a feather, and was indeed a good sword, but he did not expect that it would have a sword spirit.

"When...did you appear out of nowhere?"

Jiang Yu asked tentatively, and he and Shen Jiuxu both took a step back in unison. Xian Chen exclaimed and leaped into the air, "Master, it was your blood that awakened me just now. I was originally the sword spirit in this sword, but I could not appear because of insufficient spiritual power. By chance, I met you, Master, and that's how I got the chance to speak."

"Master, did you know? Xian Chen can save people. The reason you weren't injured just now was because of Xian Chen's life-saving technique. However, this method requires your spiritual power as a base, supplemented by the spiritual energy inherent in the sword. It can heal the dead and bring the dead back to life with ease."

If Xian Chen had a tail, it would probably be held very high.

Jiang Yu: ...Hmm?

Did he not even know he had picked up such a powerful sword before?

Shen Jiuxu reached out at just the right moment, saying very understandingly, "You can try it on me."

With curiosity in mind, Jiang Yu followed Xian Chenjian's instructions, his lips moved slightly, and his spiritual power surged forth, almost merging with the spiritual energy emanating from Xian Chenjian. In an instant, Shen Jiuxu felt a warm power enveloping him.

The stinging pain in his wrist had subsided, and he felt as calm as ever. When he looked at it again, he found that the wound had completely healed.

Not even a single scar remained.

Xian Chen chuckled smugly.

Jiang Yu was still somewhat dazed. He repeatedly held Shen Jiuxu's hand and examined it, but he couldn't find anything wrong. The same was true for his own wrist. It was truly amazing.

"What are the potential dangers of this method?"

Shen Jiuxu felt it wasn't that simple. All things in the world are mutually reinforcing and mutually restraining, and all have an origin. Wounds can be healed easily, but life and death cannot be changed so easily.

"No... I don't know either."

Xian Chen shook its head. It felt as if there was a barrier blocking its thoughts, but after thinking carefully for a while, it still couldn't remember anything.

In the end, they had no choice but to give up.

Anyway, Jiang Yu probably won't use this method to do anything bad. Doing good deeds is always the safest bet!

The candlelight flickered in the wind, casting a long shadow on the thin window paper. Jiang Yu stared at the sword in his hand, a different kind of light shining in his eyes.

He suddenly found a way to save the child.

Inside the Fuyou Palace, Lian Quesheng's head was tilting to one side, and he guessed that he would collapse onto the bed at any moment. He shook his head vigorously, trying to shake off the drowsiness inside, but in the end it was no use.

He had been watching over the child for almost a day. Although he knew that the child should be fine after taking the medicine, Lian Quesheng was still worried and kept an eye on him.

To think that he, the only son of the dignified leader of Bailuzhou and the respected chief disciple of Xingchenque, had fallen to such a state.

One day he'll take on an apprentice to show off his power.

"Clang—"

The sound was very soft, like leaves falling in the wind, but Lian Quesheng still felt it. He turned his head but saw nothing. Could it be that there was something wrong with his ears?

But that shouldn't be the case.

Lian Quesheng stood up and slowly walked to the door. He carefully checked the window, but found nothing unusual. He then went to the window and looked closely before noticing a small tear in the window paper. It was probably because the wind was too strong outside and the window paper was too thin that it was damaged.

I'll tell Jiang Yu and the others tomorrow to get a new one. Lian Quesheng used his spiritual power to set up a barrier to temporarily block the cold wind from blowing in, and then used a screen to simply block it before returning to the bedside.

After a series of actions, his drowsiness dissipated considerably. He poured himself a glass of water and took a few sips. The water was cold to the taste, and Lian Quesheng sighed. Saving someone was no easy task, and he was genuinely worried about Jiang Yu.

But I don't know what to do!

Jiang Yu appears casual, but he is actually stubborn. Once he has made up his mind, he will not change it no matter what the consequences may be. There's no way to persuade him otherwise.

We can only take it one step at a time for now.

"well--"

He reached out and touched the child's forehead. It was slightly feverish, but he figured it wasn't a big problem, so he found a damp cloth to cool him down.

"I've never taken care of anyone in my entire life!"

Lian Quesheng pouted, "If you grow up, remember to repay me properly, understand?"

"Quesheng——"

Jiang Yu's voice suddenly came from outside the door, clearly carrying a hint of surprise. Lian Quesheng heard it clearly. When the door was pushed open, Jiang Yu practically ran in. He glanced quickly at the boy on the bed and felt the boy's even breathing before he breathed a sigh of relief.

"I have an idea."

Lian Quesheng was somewhat incredulous. He had many questions he wanted to ask, but in the end he didn't say anything and left the time to Jiang Yu. He and Shen Jiuxu, who was standing outside the door, exchanged a glance and waited silently in the courtyard.

The huge elm tree loomed over the two of them, and in the pitch-black night, only a few faintly lit stars remained in the sky. Shen Jiuxu took a deep breath and leaned against the tree. Although he had just witnessed the power of Jiang Yu and Xian Chenjian, he still couldn't completely relax.

What are you thinking?

Lian Que suddenly asked him, "If Jiang Yu continues to save people so casually in the future and becomes known as a 'good old man,' then he'll have a lot of trouble."

"I will stand behind him as he enjoys doing things."

Shen Jiuxu stared at the ground, his fingers clenched tightly, looking at the candlelight reflected in the room, slowly sketching Jiang Yu's appearance in his mind.

He had exceptionally beautiful eyes, which, when expressionless, resembled frost flowers in the dead of winter, crystal clear. But in bed, he would gaze at you with tender affection, his cold, icy face slowly melting in the sunlight, revealing a smiling mouth, rosy and full, warm and soft to the touch.

“My master once said that Jiang Yu’s momentum is too strong right now, and there are probably many people who dislike his behavior in secret. I’m afraid that if this matter gets out, what if they deliberately find someone to ask for help, but in the end they can’t save him?”

"Water can carry a boat, but it can also capsize it."

Lian Quesheng heard that the sounds inside the house seemed to have stopped. He stared intently at Jiang Yu, who came out of the house. Jiang Yu looked slightly tired, but he had a clear smile on his face.

"It worked?"

"Yes." Jiang Yu said with a smile, "We can have Madam Zhou come and pick him up tomorrow morning."

"They really cured him!"

"Yes, just now a disciple of Shen Wuke came and said that I should go in and pick him up. You tell me, is this all true? He really cured him!" Zhou Qingnu was so happy that she couldn't keep her mouth shut. After she finished speaking incoherently to the people next to her, she hurriedly left.

"This young master Jiang is quite skilled! He actually managed to heal from such a severe injury." An elderly woman with a full head of white hair, leaning on a cane, said slowly, "Truly amazing!"

“I don’t believe it. Let’s wait until my wife brings the child back this week. Who knows if what that man said is true? If he really does cure the child, I’ll give him the ‘Saving the World’ plaque from this pharmacy tomorrow.”

"Hey, you old Wang, don't just spout nonsense on a whim. We're all here watching. If you don't deliver, you're a dog."

Doctor Wang stood in front of his pharmacy, glancing up at the bold and unrestrained characters. "What's so difficult about that? These characters were written by the master of the Hundred Yue Immortal. If he really saves him, let alone these characters, what's wrong with giving him the whole shop!"

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Author's Note: Doctor Wang: A word spoken is a word kept [angry]

Flags are always loud and clear.