Chapter 64 Their brotherly bond is absolutely deep.

Chen Zhiguang realized the seriousness of the problem and was shocked when he checked Xu Cangyu's pulse. "I...I must have misread it."

“You’re not mistaken,” Xiao Mingxin thought, “your third senior brother is now a Nascent Soul cultivator.”

Chen Zhiguang's fingers trembled slightly, unable to suppress the excitement in his heart. "Nascent Soul stage! I can't believe I'm still alive to see a Nascent Soul stage cultivator. Third Senior Brother, doesn't that mean you're even more powerful than the Sect Leader?"

Xu Zangyu felt no sense of honor whatsoever, and said embarrassedly, "I doubt there's any Nascent Soul cultivator in the world as unlucky as me."

Xiao Mingxin reminded him, "Save the flattery for later. I called you here to help your third senior brother check how to treat his damaged spiritual veins."

Chen Zhiguang placed his trembling fingers on the vein again, his brows furrowed. "Damaged spiritual veins can be repaired with medicine, but more importantly, the surging spiritual energy within the body must be drawn back into the dantian to stop the spiritual veins from continuing to deteriorate."

“But who can suppress the spiritual power of a Nascent Soul stage cultivator? Senior Brother…” He glanced at Xiao Mingxin and suddenly exclaimed, “How did you suddenly reach the mid-Nascent Soul stage? I… I saw Senior Brother yesterday that he was still in the early Nascent Soul stage.”

Xiao Mingxin suddenly asked, "Is there any hope of suppressing the late-stage Nascent Soul realm?"

"Whether or not one can suppress the third senior brother's spiritual power depends not only on the cultivation level, but also on whether the third senior brother rejects the person being suppressed. Simply put, the best effect is achieved when the minds are in sync."

Chen Zhiguang comforted Xiao Mingxin, saying, "I think Senior Brother still has a good chance."

Xu Zangyu timidly interjected, "Can we skip taking the medicine?"

"Of course," Chen Zhiguang said guiltily. "Is Third Senior Brother still afraid of taking medicine?"

Xu Zangyu: "Who would willingly drink bitter medicine for no reason?"

Chen Zhiguang scratched his head. "Actually, when my third senior brother was a child, he wasn't afraid of taking medicine. Back then, he would always steal herbs from my herb garden to cook with. I was so angry that when he was injured, I added double the amount of Coptis chinensis to his medicine. Since then, even when he was injured, he would endure it and never take a single drop of medicine."

"So... even with amnesia, the habits haven't changed, haha..."

"So, it was you, Third Senior Brother, who stole the vegetables last night?"

Xu Zangyu: "…………"

Seeing Xu Zangyu's silent and guilty look, Chen Zhiguang burst into laughter, "I knew that apart from Third Senior Brother, no one is as greedy as him."

"But Third Senior Brother, you seem to have become bolder after you lost your memory. You even dared to kill and eat Master's spirit beast."

"That was done by your senior brother."

"oh oh…………?"

Chen Zhiguang was wondering who was so arrogant, killing the spirit beast and keeping its fur, as if they wanted everyone to know. It turned out that it was his senior brother who did it.

That's not surprising.

"Third senior brother, don't worry, I definitely won't report this to Master."

Although Xu Zangyu thought he was a chatterbox, he was actually a good person, and he found the silly boy more and more pleasing to the eye.

"I'll leave my injuries to my fourth junior brother."

Chen Zhiguang patted his chest and promised, "I will use all my medical skills to cure my third senior brother. In the future, my medical record will have a glorious entry about curing a Nascent Soul cultivator."

Chen Zhiguang, of course, would not let go of such a rare research subject, and excitedly went to prepare medicine for Xu Zangyu.

After a long journey, Chen Zhiguang put the medicine he brought into the bath. The water in the bath turned a dark color as the medicine soaked in it, and the smell hit Xu Cangyu right in the head. Xu Cangyu thought to himself that it was a good thing he hadn't drunk the medicine.

"That's enough, Third Senior Brother, take off your clothes. Don't worry, I won't look."

The two turned around in tacit agreement. Xu Cangyu quickly stripped himself naked and stepped into the bath, leaving only a small section of his shoulder exposed.

At this moment, Chen Zhiguang turned around, opened his toolbox, spread out a long cloth to reveal various items inside, including sharp knives and long needles, and occasionally looked at Xu Zangyu's head as he pondered.

Xu Zangyu asked uncertainly, "What else do you want to do?"

Chen Zhiguang explained, "If the blood clots in the third senior brother's head are not completely cleared, it will affect his memory at best, and cause blindness at worst."

When Xu Cangyu saw him touch a sharp knife, she suspected that he was going to cut a hole in his head.

Chen Zhiguang hesitated for a moment, then reached out to the thin, pointed silver needles, each about a palm's length long. Seeing the worry in Xu Cangyu's eyes, he assured him again, "Don't worry, Third Senior Brother, these needles only look scary; they don't hurt at all."

Xu Zangyu still chose to believe Chen Zhiguang, until the first needle pierced her head, and the pain was so intense that she couldn't stop crying.

Startled, Chen Zhiguang's needle trembled slightly. "It seems that Third Senior Brother's condition is more serious than I thought. The internal blood has completely blocked the flow. Third Senior Brother, please bear with it for a moment."

During the second and third injections, Xu Zangyu couldn't help but tremble slightly, and Chen Zhiguang was also sweating profusely.

Suddenly, Xu Zangyu shoved a finger into his mouth, and Xiao Mingxin wiped the sweat from his face.

"She couldn't help but bite my hand."

Xu Cangyu forced a smile, "It's nothing, just a little bit... um."

Unable to suppress the groan, Xu Zangyu instinctively gripped the things beside him, only to find himself grasping nothing. Finally, a hand caught his hand.

Xiao Mingxin sat cross-legged on the ground, a guqin lying across her body. She watched him while plucking the strings with one hand. The soothing melody gradually drew Xu Zangyu's attention to the music. The long ordeal passed, and finally, a relieved voice rang out.

"it's over."

Xu Zangyu breathed a sigh of relief, only then realizing that Xiao Mingxin's hand had been gripped so tightly it had turned purple.

"Senior brother..."

Xiao Mingxin withdrew his hand and said nonchalantly, "It's not even a minor injury, it's nothing. Senior brother isn't made of paper, don't worry."

As Chen Zhiguang lit incense, he was deeply moved by the profound camaraderie among the disciples.

"In the past, Third Senior Brother and Eldest Senior Brother always got along. I thought you two would be enemies for life. But after Third Senior Brother went missing, Eldest Senior Brother searched for him everywhere. He's been busy all these years. Sigh... Third Senior Brother, you're right. Eldest Senior Brother is indeed a cold-faced but warm-hearted person. He actually cares a lot about us junior brothers."

Xu Zangyu was taken aback for a moment, then glanced at Xiao Mingxin before looking away. So... in other people's eyes, he and Xiao Mingxin were just platonic fellow disciples.

If he knew that his seemingly cold but warm-hearted senior brother had already been intimate with him so intimately that he was oblivious to the world around him, wouldn't he be terrified?

Xu Zangyu always liked to play pranks, but this time he decided to keep quiet and be a good person.

Chen Zhiguang, with a fawning expression, leaned closer and asked, "Third Senior Brother, after you recover from your injuries, could you teach me a few moves?"

He was standing right in front of a living Nascent Soul stage cultivator. Once his third senior brother ascended to immortality, he would never have such an opportunity again.

Seeing Chen Zhiguang's confidence, Xu Zangyu's anxiety subsided; perhaps he truly wasn't meant to die.

“What’s so difficult about that, my savior?”

Chen Zhiguang was overjoyed and full of energy. "Third Senior Brother, would you like to try my other herbs? They taste great when stir-fried. Some of them promote blood circulation and remove blood stasis, which will be helpful for your condition."

Xu Zangyu chuckled, not wanting to take away what Chen Zhiguang had painstakingly planted. But before he could answer, Chen Zhiguang had already happily gone to the medicinal herb field to pick vegetables.

In the years that Xu Zangyu was away, the medicinal herb field was not wasted at all. Chen Zhiguang's cabinet was piled high with herbs, and he was only forced to pack them up and sell them in the end.

It wasn't until last night that the bell in the herb field was triggered. Chen Zhiguang didn't think twice before rushing out, and only then did he realize how much he wished his herb field would be stolen.

Now, his third senior brother is still his third senior brother, but what about after he regains his memories? He will be a disciple of another sect, and Wumen will be his true sect.

The eldest brother certainly didn't tell him about being expelled from the sect. If the third brother knew... could he still remain calm and not resentful?

How could one not feel resentment or hatred? When someone is wronged because of prejudice, who can remain calm and composed?

They either never speak to each other again, or they harbor resentment and hatred towards each other.

Those who had nowhere to go, knowing that their third senior brother was not dead, would surely bring him back. There would never be a third senior brother on Bamboo Rain Peak again.

Chen Zhiguang's heart suddenly sank, and he could not calm down.

Holding a large handful of herbs, she saw her master suddenly walk in.

When the Third Elder saw that Chen Zhiguang had pulled up half of the herbs in the medicinal field, he asked in surprise, "Aren't you the one who cherishes your medicinal herbs the most? Where are you going after pulling up all these herbs?"

Chen Zhiguang panicked for a moment, lowered his head, and said shyly, "I've been short of money these past few days, so I'm selling some medicinal herbs to make some money."

The Third Elder didn't ask him what difficulties he was facing, but tossed him a handful of chicken feathers. "These spirit beast feathers are excellent materials for refining Qi. They're worth a lot of silver if you sell them. You're getting a good deal."

"Master, how could I possibly accept this?" Chen Zhiguang declined verbally, but his hands had already honestly withdrawn.

"How's the investigation going with the stolen spirit beast I asked you to do?"

Chen Zhiguang felt guilty again and dared not say that his precious spirit beast had already entered Xu Cangyu's stomach.

He spread his hands, looking distressed, and said, "This is strange, I have no clue. Everyone in Tianyi Sect knows that it is your spirit beast, Master. I think the person who stole it is not after the spirit beast, but to provoke Master."

"You must have a high level of cultivation to leave no trace, otherwise which disciple would be so bored as to pluck your spirit beast's fur late at night?"

This was precisely what troubled the Third Elder; he truly couldn't believe it was some audacious disciple who had done it. Could it really be someone who had a grudge against him?

But when he thought about it, he realized he couldn't count all the people he had grudges against.

"If he really is my enemy, you wouldn't be able to find out. Never mind, report back to me if you have any clues later."

Just as the Third Elder was about to leave, he thought of another disciple he hadn't seen in a long time. "How is your eldest brother doing lately?"

Chen Zhiguang forced a smile, "Senior Brother is doing well. I saw him practicing his swordsmanship yesterday, and he was so engrossed in cultivation this morning that he didn't even hear me calling him."

The Third Elder nodded in satisfaction; Xiao Mingxin was indeed the disciple he trusted most.

"You should learn from your senior brother and stop running around outside."

Chen Zhiguang nodded repeatedly to assure him, and finally managed to coax the person out.

*

After the acupuncture, the stinging pain in her head gradually subsided, the feeling of blockage slowly cleared, and her tense nerves gradually relaxed. Xu Zangyu felt more comfortable than ever before.

After a restless day, when he finally relaxed, he became extremely tired. Soaking in the bathtub, he couldn't resist the drowsiness that washed over him. His head tilted to the side, and a hand supported it.

"Go to sleep," Xiao Mingxin said softly.

Xu Zangyu's head was now covered in quills, and if he tilted it even slightly, the needles would easily stick out in the wrong place. He could only be supported by one hand, but Xiao Mingxin was tall, so this position forced him to kneel on the edge of the bathtub, leaning his whole body against Xu Zangyu.

When Chen Zhiguang burst into the bathroom, he saw Xiao Mingxin's face almost touching Xu Cangyu's face. In the misty steam, the two looked as if they were kissing.

He blinked, thinking he must have seen wrong. It was clearly his third senior brother who was asleep, with his eldest senior brother supporting his head. How could he have thought of such a thing? It was so disgusting.

They are clearly brothers with a deep bond; just as Kong Rong shared pears in ancient times, so too does the elder brother bow to his younger brother in modern times.

This is what a harmonious sect should look like.

"Fourth Junior Brother, don't come in so quietly in the future, lest you startle your Third Senior Brother." Xiao Mingxin calmed his racing heart, wishing that the moment just now could have lasted longer, so that there wouldn't be too many outsiders interfering.

Chen Zhiguang obediently hummed in agreement, but then realized something was wrong. If he made some noise before coming in, wouldn't that startle his third senior brother?

He never dared to refute Xiao Mingxin, and silently swallowed his doubts.

Seeing that the incense burner next to him was almost burned out, he said, "I'll remove the needle from my third senior brother's head."

Xiao Mingxin had no intention of waking Xu Cangyu, and said softly, "Be gentle, don't wake him."

With Xiao Mingxin watching closely, Chen Zhiguang felt immense pressure. Fortunately, his medical skills were superb, and he cleanly and efficiently removed the needles. Xu Cangyu only slightly furrowed his brows, showing no signs of waking up.

He put away his tools and squatted down beside Xiao Mingxin. "Senior Brother, are we just going to wait for Third Senior Brother to wake up like this?"

Xiao Mingxin glanced at him, her tone icy, "If you keep talking, you'll wake him up. You've finished your work, aren't you leaving?"

Chen Zhiguang felt a blow to his heart. Why was his senior brother, who was cold on the outside but warm on the inside, only cold on the outside in his eyes?

Although he got a scolding, Chen Zhiguang didn't want to leave. After five years apart, he still had so many questions to ask.

"Anyway, I'm fine. I'll wait for my third senior brother to wake up with my eldest senior brother."

Xiao Mingxin's eyes grew even colder. "He hasn't had a proper rest. We can talk about it later."

Xiao Mingxin's expression was so cold that Chen Zhiguang shivered and reluctantly left with his medicine box.

He's not talkative at all; he's barely said a few words so far.

Upon noticing Chen Zhiguang's departure, Xiao Mingxin set up a seal, immersed himself in the now faded medicinal pool, pulled him into his arms, and gently rested his head on his shoulder.

Although the movement was gentle, Cang Yu still woke up. He found himself leaning against Xiao Mingxin's chest, and touched his head to find that the needles had been removed.

The hand on his waist gripped his legs, causing him to kneel on top of Xiao Mingxin with his legs crossed. Only then did he realize something was wrong.

He is completely naked now.

Xiao Mingxin's eyes were misty, her expression calm, without the embarrassment of Xu Cangyu, but the hand on her waist gradually moved downwards.

Xu Zangyu felt a tingling sensation in his tailbone, which gradually became unbearable.

The long, slender knuckles, soaked deep in the water, were almost tortured by the thin calluses.

He used to think Xiao Mingxin's fingers were long and beautiful, but now he truly felt that they were really long.

Hmm... it's also quite flexible.

The same tongue as Xiao Mingxin's when she kissed him.

The heat was intense, and both of them were covered in sweat.

Suddenly, a loud shout came from outside the door:

"Senior Brother, I forgot to remind you, Third Senior Brother's brain congestion has just been cleared, so he must not do anything stimulating to prevent blood from rushing to his head!"

Xiao Mingxin gritted his teeth: "That kid really deserves a beating. Why didn't he say so earlier or later..."

"Pfft"

Xu Zangyu couldn't help but laugh, pinching the root of his trouble, "Tomorrow I'll ask my fourth junior brother for some medicine to cool down, so that my eldest senior brother won't have his blood rush to his head."

Xiao Mingxin's face turned red, first from anger at Chen Zhiguang, and then from Xu Zangyu's teasing.

Compared to Xu Zangyu, his skin was not thick at all; when he tried to make a joke, he couldn't say a word for a long time.