Chapter 44 The Cat is Out
Chen Yu respectfully reported everything that had happened to Bai Qingchen after he woke up: "Junior Brother Bai has woken up and is in good spirits."
"After waking up, the first thing he did was to look for his sword and a piece of warm jade spirit. I have returned them to him. He also asked me to thank Master for saving his life."
"Also, he was worried about his friends in the Lingxiao Sect, so he asked his disciples to send three letters back to let them know he was safe. He simply said his mission went smoothly and that it would take some time before he could return, but he would be back before the competition."
Bai Qiming listened, his hands pausing imperceptibly. "That's all? He didn't say anything else? Didn't he ask anything else?"
Chen Yu shook his head: "No, the disciple brought the medicine in, and he drank it and felt a little tired and rested."
He thought for a moment and added, "Oh, that little fox from Qingqiu has always been by his side and is very close to him."
Bai Qiming waved his hand, indicating that Chen Yu could leave.
The crackling fire reflected the complex expression in his eyes. He asked nothing else? Didn't he mention Medicine King Valley? Didn't he mention him, the Valley Master?
Disappointment quietly crept into my heart. Could it be that my uncle has no memory of his past life?
Or did he remember but was unwilling to acknowledge her for some reason?
Looking at the fire, Bai Qiming felt mixed emotions. He didn't dare to recognize her rashly, for fear of disturbing the other person, and even more afraid of getting a negative answer.
But that was his uncle, Immortal Fu Yu, after all! Even if he was reincarnated, he was still a member of the Bai family of Yaowang Valley!
Just thinking about Bai Qingchen now being a disciple of Lingxiao Sect, Bai Qiming couldn't help but feel sour in his heart.
My uncle should come to Yaowang Valley. Isn’t the alchemy inheritance of his Yaowang Valley inferior to the swordsmanship of Lingxiao Sect?
Bai Qiming was overwhelmed with mixed emotions in the medicine room, while Bai Qingchen was not unaware of the situation in the small courtyard where he was recuperating.
In recent days, he always felt that a pair of eyes were vaguely falling on him.
There was no malice in that look; it even contained a hint of cautious inquiry and eagerness.
Moreover, the other party seemed to have no intention of concealing his aura at all. The gentle spiritual power fluctuations belonging to a Jindan cultivator were lingering around the courtyard so clearly, as if he was afraid that others would not know he was coming.
Bai Qingchen lay on the couch basking in the sun, while Lan Yu curled up at his feet and took a nap.
He closed his eyes, but could clearly feel that the breath had stopped under a tree outside the courtyard wall again.
He opened his eyes somewhat helplessly and looked at Chen Yu who was arranging the herb shelves in the yard.
"Senior Brother Chen," Bai Qingchen said in a voice that was a bit lazy, as if he had just woken up. "That person outside the courtyard wall... is he the Valley Master?"
Chen Yu paused while sorting the herbs, a smile of embarrassment and understanding appearing on his face.
He put down the spiritual herb in his hand, walked over to Bai Qingchen, and said in a low voice: "Junior Brother Bai... have you noticed it?"
"Well, it's Master. He's probably worried about you and doesn't want to disturb your rest, so..."
Bai Qingchen nodded in understanding.
It seems that Qiming is also testing the waters, not knowing whether he still retains the memory of his past life, and he dares not get close easily.
He felt a little bitter in his heart, wasn't he the same?
In the following days, the courtyard where Bai Qingchen was recuperating became exceptionally prosperous.
Various precious nourishing spiritual herbs and rare warming elixirs were delivered continuously like running water.
The Ganoderma lucidum is as big as a washbasin, the roots of the snow ginseng are as plump as jade carvings, and even the spiritual spring water for making soup has been replaced with thousand-year-old stalactites.
Who else but the master of Yaowang Valley could have done such a thing?
Bai Qingchen looked at the jade box that Chen Yu brought in again, and was at a loss whether to laugh or cry.
Thanks to the careful care of Medicine King Valley, his body has long been out of danger. His internal injuries have healed by 70% to 80%, and his meridians have been almost warmed up.
These supplements are really too nourishing for his current condition.
"Senior Brother Chen," Bai Qingchen called out to Chen Yu who was putting down his things and preparing to leave.
"Thank you for my kindness, Valley Master. However, these elixirs are too precious. My health has improved a lot now, so I really don't need them. Please don't give me any more."
Chen Yu looked at Bai Qingchen's serious expression, scratched his head, and said in embarrassment: "This... Junior Brother Bai, you should talk to my master in person. I dare not spread this message."
What a joke! The master is now worried that he has no reason to care more. If he dares to say don't send it, he will probably be punished to sweep the ash from the alchemy furnace for a month.
Bai Qingchen: “…”
Looking at Chen Yu's figure running faster than a rabbit, Bai Qingchen sighed helplessly.
Go and tell him in person? He hadn't figured out how to face Bai Qiming yet.
Although there were some minor annoyances during the recuperation period, it was generally peaceful and comfortable.
Bai Qingchen is not someone who can sit idle. As soon as his health improved a little and he was able to get out of bed and move around, he began to think about the things at hand.
That piece of warm and sunny jade soul is the core material for refining the advanced spirit gathering array.
Now that he has all the materials, he naturally cannot waste them.
As a result, the stone table in the courtyard was soon piled with various formation plates, runes, carving knives and auxiliary spiritual materials.
He calmed down, let the spiritual power flow through his fingertips, and began to carefully carve intricate array patterns on the jade soul.
The sunlight fell on his focused profile, revealing a quiet power.
Outside the courtyard wall, in a corner that one thought was well hidden.
Bai Qiming looked at Bai Qingchen's smooth movements, his focused expression, and his skillful portrayal techniques, and he shouted excitedly in his heart.
"Such skill! Such concentration! As expected of my uncle's reincarnation! He's truly an unrivaled master of talisman arrays!"
A few days later, Bai Qiming saw Bai Qingchen picking and sorting the rare elixirs that Bai Qingchen had sent to him, which he himself could not finish.
Then he took out a half-worn small alchemy furnace and began to refine the elixir.
His movements were not particularly fast, but his steps were precise and his fire control was skillful. The quality of the pills he refined was of excellent quality, with mild and pure medicinal properties, and the pills were round and full.
Bai Qiming's eyes lit up as he watched, and the villain in his heart started jumping again.
"Look! Look! This understanding and control of medicinal properties, even though the furnace is a bit inferior, but this feeling, this feeling is right! He is worthy of being the reincarnation of my uncle! His talent for alchemy is also first-class!"
He automatically ignored the fact that Lan Yu was happily chewing the medicine jar and was even a bit picky about food.
After some time, Bai Qingchen felt that his body had almost recovered, but his muscles and bones were a little stiff.
He came to the open space in the courtyard with the Frost and Snow Sword. The sun was shining and the breeze was gentle. He took a deep breath and slowly got up.
No spiritual power was used, only the most basic sword moves, each one simple and refined, with a unique rhythm.
Outside the courtyard wall, Bai Qiming habitually began to praise in his heart: "Well, this starting posture, this step, although the spiritual power fluctuation is very weak, but this posture... wait!"
His eyes were fixed on the long sword in Bai Qingchen's hand.
The scabbard is simple in style, but the blue crystal inlaid at the end of the hilt is unique.
Frost and snow?!
Bai Qiming's head buzzed.
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