"Here, take this and dilute it before drinking daily."
After Zhen Yun left, Di Moyu took out a small bottle of jade ointment and placed it on the table, saying, "This can help you repair your dantian."
"What?"
Upon hearing this, Ji Lewei exclaimed in disbelief, "I... my dantian can really be repaired?"
“Yes, cousin, this is a thousand-year-old jade ointment, which is extremely rare. My master’s elder brother’s dantian was also ruined before, and it was this ointment that repaired it.”
Ji Fanya nodded and said, "However, his injuries are less severe than yours, so it will take longer for your injuries to heal."
"It's alright, it's already good that it can be repaired. I can wait however long it takes!"
Ji Lewei held the small jade bottle, tears of excitement streaming down her face. She had never imagined that her dantian could be repaired!
Having once been a favored daughter of heaven, she naturally remembered the feeling of wielding a sword and laughing proudly at the world; she missed it so much!
The thought of quickly restoring her cultivation level filled her with immense joy, as if she were dreaming.
So, the next second she reached out and pinched Ji Fanya's hand.
"Ouch, cousin, what are you doing?"
Ji Fanya cried out in pain and looked at Ji Lewei blankly.
I don't understand why my cousin suddenly pinched him.
"I just want to make sure I'm not dreaming."
Ji Lewei choked back tears, laughing through her sobs, "Now it's all right, I can be sure it wasn't a dream."
Ji Fanya: "..."
He always felt that his cousin was holding a grudge and that she pinched him to get revenge.
"And... Xiaoya."
At this moment, Di Moyu suddenly said to Ji Fanya, "Make a flute out of purple bamboo and give it to your cousin."
"Ah, oh, okay!"
Upon hearing this, Ji Fanya immediately understood Di Moyu's meaning.
Given Ji Lewei's current situation, she certainly cannot carry weapons, so this Purple Bamboo can serve as a cover.
Anyway, they cut down an entire patch of purple bamboo that day, more than they could use.
"No need, I already have a flute."
Upon hearing this, Ji Lewei instinctively wanted to refuse, "Xiaoya has already helped me a lot, there's no need to trouble yourself further."
However, Emperor Moyu did not react to this. Ji Fanya was focused on making the flute and no one paid attention to her.
This scene made Ji Lewei feel a little embarrassed. She glanced at Di Moyu one last time, then got up and sat down on the soft couch next to her.
While waiting, she sized up Di Moyu.
This boy exuded a terrifying aura, but he must be quite young, probably only thirteen or fourteen years old, yet his strength was so formidable.
It's wonderful that Xiaoya was able to become friends with him; it's also a stroke of luck for the Ji family.
I wonder how Xiaoya befriended such a powerful person.
The other person doesn't seem like someone easy to get along with.
Could it be...?
As if she had thought of something, Ji Lewei blushed slightly after glancing at Ji Fanya, who had red lips, white teeth, and a soft, cute appearance.
Then, her eyes darted mischievously back and forth between Di Moyu and Ji Fanya, her breathing becoming more and more rapid as she looked, and her small hands clenched up.
Feeling Ji Lewei's gaze, Di Moyu frowned and turned away impatiently.
Perfect timing, facing Ji Fan Cliff.
Ji Lewei was so excited that her nose was practically spitting fire, and she covered her mouth with both hands, laughing incessantly like an aunt.
"Okay, cousin."
Just as Ji Lewei was lost in her fantasies, Ji Fanya finally finished making his flute. "Try tapping it on the table," he said.
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