Forty-five Qichuan Lu family
Lu Yinche opened his eyes and saw an old-fashioned roof that was a bit shabby and obviously had not been cleaned of dust in time. The height of the roof was not good, making the space a bit depressing. It was estimated that a few big rats could take a walk on the beams after dinner.
What is this for me?
His mind slowly turned, sorting out his existing memories, making sure that it was not another failed start with rumors everywhere - this was still possible. He saw Lu Denghe's silly face, holding a bowl of black medicine.
Lu Yinche disliked the bowl of liquid and hoped from the bottom of his heart that it was not for him.
"Hey, ancestor, you're awake. I'll go call someone right away." Lu Denghe threw down the bowl and walked briskly.
Lu Yinche was about to ask what was wrong, but before he could even get his words out, the man had already run away. He had no choice but to get out of bed and throw off the blanket. He mentally complained, "It's so heavy! Is this made of solid iron ore? It's so heavy it could crush a patient halfway through."
The room wasn't large, with a window directly opposite the bed, revealing a small, square courtyard, a common Qichuan style, with two osmanthus trees planted in front. Had he returned to the Lu family in Qichuan? When had Yan Yanshu carried him back while he was dreaming?
Lu Yinche stretched his limbs, feeling no pain. He glanced at his sea of consciousness, likely due to the work Yan Yanshu had done for him. His spirit gathered at the center of his sea of consciousness. The fragments still held a faint tug, but they didn't disperse too widely. A spiritual energy clearly not his own surrounded them, diligently guarding them and preventing them from escaping.
Yan Yanshu was great. Lu Yinche wrote him ten letters of thanks in his heart.
But where did this person go?
Did he run away out of shame after actually kissing her? No way. I haven't even held him accountable yet—oh, no, according to rumors, he seems to have used this as an excuse to force a marriage. That's even more wrong. Abandoning his wife is the behavior of a scumbag.
Lu Denghe's voice was outside, and a moment later, he came running in again, accompanied by two middle-aged men with similar faces. Lu Yinche glanced at the bone age and judged that they were probably Lu Denghe's elders, and therefore his descendants.
The leader claimed to be the current head of the Lu family, the 35th generation, and Lu Denghe's grandfather.
Oh, the golden elixir that leads to the immortal path.
Patriarch Lu’s cultivation was not very good, perhaps due to his limited physique, but he spoke clearly and explained the current situation in just a few words.
First, Lu Yinche was brought back to the Lu family's ancestral home in Qichuan by Yan Yanshu. The Chengxiao Clan had always maintained a tenuous connection with the Lu family, but few knew about it. Children like Lu Denghe were unaware of it, so the return of this ancestor, Lu Yinche, was not a particularly prominent event. Most people simply claimed he was a member of the clan who had been traveling abroad, effectively keeping it under wraps.
Secondly, Yan Yanshu only stayed here for a short time because of some incidents in Chengxiao Sect, and then rushed to the northern border. He repeatedly told them to take good care of Ancestor Yinche, and wrote down a list of medicines by hand. He then asked Lu Denghe, who had just been sent back, to be responsible for the one-stop service of decocting the medicine, removing the residue and washing the dishes.
Third, Lu Yinche has been in a coma since arriving in Qichuan, which is seven or eight days in total. If Yan Yanshu had not told him that he was not seriously ill and that his spiritual power was flowing freely, it would be very worrying.
The clan leader looked anxious. He was called by Lu Denghe to meet the ancestor, but he was busy dealing with other matters in the clan. He didn't know what had caused the Sword Saint to rush back in such a hurry.
Yan Yanshu probably wouldn't explain it in such detail. He just figured it couldn't be a simple matter, something that even his senior brother, who had received direct instruction from the old master, couldn't handle. It would require the Sword Saint himself to intervene. It couldn't be that someone had pierced the sky and asked Yan Yanshu to go back and mend it. Firstly, he wasn't Nuwa, and secondly, Lu Yinche had already blown up the Heavenly Gate.
Wait, is this really related to Tianmen? What happened again? The Immortal Alliance knew that looking for Lu Yinche was useless, so it made sense to capture his Taoist partner and do the work.
Lu Yinche turned around and asked Lu Denghe, "You've always wanted to go out and travel, and you even went to the number one sect in the world, so why are you at home now? Was you sent back by Cheng Xiaozong?"
Lu Denghe scratched the back of his head and said that he hadn't been driven back, but that he had come home because his brother was getting married. He sighed heavily, clearly waiting for Lu Yinche to ask what was going on.
Lu Denghe was a direct descendant of the Qichuan Lu family. According to him, there were only five or six of them in his generation, each one less accomplished than the last. Only his half-brother, Lu Denglian, fared better, training under Dongfang Jin. Dongfang Jin was also an old friend of Lu Yinche's, more than a hundred years his senior. He was a man of great tact and discerning judgment. If Lu Denghe's brother could become his disciple, it would indicate a strong aptitude and potential, making him the Lu family's greatest hope for revival.
However, Lu Yinche did not see this good son and grandson who was obligated to revive the family.
Lu Denghe's expression was not good. He explained, "Brother, he has been staying in his room since returning from the sect. Don't blame him, Old Ancestor. It is indeed not convenient for him to go out."
"Hmm?" Lu Yinche raised an eyebrow. What kind of leg injury could leave a cultivator helpless? "It's difficult to treat?"
"He's lost his legs. A few days ago in the secret realm, those people said they saw my brother's strength and sent him ahead to explore the way, but in reality they forced him to be bait. As a result, a monster tore off both of his legs, and the wounds were infected with a rare beast poison. None of the Dongfang disciples went to help, which delayed his treatment," Lu Denghe said indignantly. "Their sect didn't care, and when we sent him home, we discovered they didn't even call for a good medic. The poison had already penetrated his bone marrow, making it difficult to regenerate flesh and bone. They said he was beyond saving."
This wasn't the first time this had happened, but this time it was particularly brutal. Lu Denghe himself had previously said that even in a small, lesser-known sect, he was ostracized simply because of his surname, let alone in a place like Dongfang Jin's where competition was fierce and rife with intrigue.
Lu Yinche could easily guess that Dongfang Jin's friendship with him wouldn't allow him to give support to someone surnamed Lu out of old friendship. Given his self-preserving nature, he hadn't rejected Lu Denglian just because they were ten generations apart in kinship, which was a sign of cherishing talent. But once Lu Denglian got into trouble, the sect simply packed her up and sent her back, giving her dozens of spirit stones for travel expenses. Otherwise, it was as if she didn't exist. Dongfang Jin was truly ruthless.
Isn’t he afraid that Lu Yinche will blow himself up and come out to tear down the door panels of his house?
Lu Denghe was indignant and said that Dongfang Zhenren must have done it on purpose to target the Lu family, because the ancestor chose to marry the Sword Saint and did not choose him! There are so many good men, their ancestor must have chosen the best of the best, and only the best can take the position. Dongfang Zhenren must have been envious and jealous because he couldn't get what he wanted, and he became perverted. He is not generous or open-minded at all. Does he understand what the silent protection of the second male lead means? With his position, it is no wonder that he can't be the second male lead, but can only be the fourth, fifth, sixth, and seventh male leads.
Lu Yinche coughed, reminding him that the rumor was right in front of him, and his spit flew too far. He rolled his eyes and said, "Dongfang Jin and I definitely don't have the temperament to sleep in the same bed. Stop telling lies."
"That means he's not good in bed either!" Lu Denghe concluded irrationally. "I've read his novels before, and they say he's not good-looking. How can he compare to the Sword Saint? She's handsome, magnanimous, and a proper wife. How can he be worthy of the Dongfang Zhenren?"
Lu Yinche didn't want to listen to his nonsense. He wasn't interested in Dongfang Jin's news, but he was worried that if he continued to talk about it, he might even fabricate some personal details about Yan Yanshu. It was clear that the world of immortal cultivation needed to be cleaned up. These rumors were all so irrelevant.
He finally knew how he got his reputation as a heartthrob. In short, it was because he ate all kinds of food and was not afraid of getting an upset stomach even though he ate such a diverse range of foods.
"Speaking of your brother, let Wei Qi take a look at him later. There's no need to make a judgment too soon. He might be able to bring him back to life." Lu Yinche suppressed Lu Denghe's overjoyed voice. "But what about the marriage? He was rejected by the sect, and they quickly pulled him out for an arranged marriage? When did our Qichuan Lu ever behave like this?"
Lu Denghe replied, "This is quite a coincidence. It was an arranged marriage between my brother and someone from the Wei family. We had already chosen an auspicious date last year. The wedding was half a month away, and I almost forgot about it. It was only when Cheng Xiaozong sent a message to my mother to let her know that she was safe that I remembered her. Something like this meant I had to come back, but who knew that as soon as I arrived, something like this would happen to my brother."
"The Wei family, oh, the ones who said they wanted to tear down our doors and windows to pay off their debts, right? They don't seem too eager to become in-laws, so why would they marry their daughter off to us? When they knew something was wrong with your brother, didn't they show off their power, show up with the marriage certificate, slap your father in the face, and say they wanted to cancel the engagement?"
Lu Denghe sighed, "I've always been attracted to my brother's good looks, but now that he's disabled, I don't know what will happen. My family said we should keep it a secret, but that's not a good idea. I'd rather they cancel the engagement than start gossiping about wasting half my life. My brother doesn't want them to have the last name Wei."
"What does your brother think? Since they were child betrothed and have been visiting each other for years, he should have had some opinion by now."
The ancestor's teasing words, coming to the door, asking for debts. Lu Denghe shook his head repeatedly: "He has been practicing since he was young. I don't know what he thinks. But people say he is a child of destiny and the hope of the family. Maybe in two years he will have a grandfather-" He changed his words decisively under Lu Yinche's gaze, "He will also achieve great things in a few years. How can he marry so young? When you, the ancestor, formed a Taoist couple, didn't you also return to the abyss?"
Lu Yinche listened to him using himself as an example, but he didn't quite agree: "Everyone has their own way. It's best for you to control the standards of your relationships with others. This is not a problem."
He was only slightly concerned. Lu Denglian was disabled and had been abandoned by the sect. He imagined she must be feeling miserable after falling into this quagmire. But in a situation like this, she would most likely have to weather it on her own. He wasn't the right person to act as a caring elder.
What could he say to Lu Denglian? Although your ancestor had everything going smoothly when he was young and his cultivation progressed by leaps and bounds, he still had a disaster in his life and was seriously injured and disabled - so he should still have a relationship, so that there will be someone to help him go to the toilet, right?
Lu Yinche said, "Where does he live? I'll go check it out when I have time. I'm not as good as Wei Qi, but I know a few medical skills."
Lu Denghe glanced at the medicine bowl and didn't dare to believe that the ancestor was deliberately avoiding him. Just as he was about to speak, he heard someone shouting outside.
"The Wei family is calling!"
Lu Denghe suddenly shuddered, quickly stood up from his chair, went to close the window first, and said to his ancestor nervously: "Please be quiet, I——"
Lu Yinche interrupted him, his tone half-smiled: "Am I so shameless? Even if they recognize who I am, it doesn't matter. I, your ancestor, have a powerful backer now, so what is there to be afraid of?"
Lu Denghe thought to himself, "I'm not afraid of people recognizing your identity, I'm afraid of your face being seen, okay?" He said anxiously, "The Wei family acts without rules, like bandits and thieves. The eldest son is stupid, the second son is mean, and there's a third son who bullies men and women all day long and likes to act as a matchmaker. You'd better not—"
He was interrupted again. It was obvious that he was not blessed by the God of Spit.
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