Chapter 463 - 421: Night Conversations and Diagnosis

Chapter 463: Chapter 421: Night Conversations and Diagnosis

Suddenly, Lu Qian burst into laughter: "Fellow Daoist Fang, those were just playful remarks! No need to be nervous, as you said, our Yunshan Sect is a renowned and righteous sect. How could we do such things?"

Fang Hui let out a long sigh of relief, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and his face regained its color as he complained, "Sect Leader Lu, you really gave me a fright. How could you joke like that..."

Lu Qian merely smiled. He had become quite familiar with Fang Hui’s temperament and personality, realizing he was indeed a rather simple and research-focused individual.

"I am aware of Fellow Daoist Fang’s situation, and our sect is willing to assist. However, fair accounting is necessary even among brothers. Our sect will act as a guarantor for Fellow Daoist Fang and liaise with the Danxia Sect. Personally, I can also collaborate with Fellow Daoist Fang in his research. How does Fellow Daoist Fang plan to repay our sect?"

"To clarify, our sect lacks neither Spirit Stones nor Spiritual Artifacts, nor any other materials or wealth."

Once again, Fang Hui was left speechless.

Night had fallen, but there was still a warm light glowing in Jiang Qingfeng’s three-story pavilion.

In a corner of the fragrant boudoir, an incense burner gave off a soothing scent. On the soft, embroidered couch, two sisters, one large and one small, were huddled together, whispering to each other.

Jiang Baitao snuggled closer to Qingfeng’s embrace, indignantly expressing injustice on behalf of her sister: "Sister, Sect Leader Senior Brother is truly heartless. He just recently left seclusion, and already he’s off somewhere unknown. Look at you, longing for him to leave seclusion every day, yet he doesn’t even come to see you once. That lamp of yours, it’s left burning in vain for him."

Jiang Qingfeng tapped her on the head, feeling somewhat empty-hearted but still said, "He naturally has many important matters to attend to. How could I let personal matters interfere with public duties, dragging him down?"

"Oh, my dear sister." Baitao exclaimed, "Is that what you call dragging him down? In such a vast Yunshan Sect, I believe anyone can be missing except you. Particularly for Sect Leader Senior Brother, without you, he wouldn’t even know which clothes to wear tomorrow."

Her words were amusing, making Jiang Qingfeng chuckle, like a pink lotus in bloom, so delightfully charming.

Baitao grew increasingly enthusiastic: "You are the chief steward of our sect. All the sect’s clothing, food, shelter, and transportation, resource allocation, task issuance, and general affairs arrangement are managed so perfectly under your supervision. Yunshan Sect wouldn’t function without you. You are the one with the highest contributions in the sect. This is what they call ’those who fight well have no sensational success.’

Jiang Qingfeng smiled and hugged her tighter, secretly sighing about how the little girl had grown, gradually reaching her own height: "Alright, alright, how come your mouth is so sweet today? Did you cause some trouble somewhere and come here to ask for forgiveness?"

Baitao pouted: "Not at all. I haven’t caused trouble in a long time. I just can’t stand seeing you so exhausted while Sect Leader Senior Brother lacks understanding, trying to speak up for you. There are also some newly enrolled disciples who are even more outrageous, spreading rumors that you became the Internal Affairs Elder because you are the Sect Leader’s partner. I gave them a good scolding."

Jiang Qingfeng sighed softly, gently stroking Baitao’s loose, silky, black hair. "Why bother with them? Nowadays, there are more and more disciples in the sect, and the overall strength of the future will only get stronger. My cultivation is not high, so it’s inevitable that people will talk. Since I couldn’t help much on the battlefield, I should manage this family well for the Junior Martial Brothers."

"Helping him a little makes me satisfied."

Jiang Baitao said angrily, "Sister, you treat Sect Leader Senior Brother too well, so much so that he takes everything for granted. When you’re not around someday, let’s see how he cries."

"All the storybooks say that women shouldn’t be too good to men, or else they won’t cherish you."

Jiang Qingfeng smiled and twisted her ear: "Oh my, do you understand these grown-up matters? Hmm, you’re already fifteen, if you were a mortal girl, it would be time for you to marry."

"Pish posh, I don’t want to get married." Jiang Baitao pulled a face and wrapped her arms tightly around her sister, "I want to stay with my sister forever."

Qingfeng, feeling playful, started tickling her, and the two laughed and jostled together. After a while, Qingfeng said with a smile, "Well, it’s not for me to decide. What if a young man falls for you and comes to ask for your hand, should I agree or not?"

Baitao put her hands on her hips: "Hmph, I’d like to see who dares."

Qingfeng teased, "You’re always hanging out with Li Da and Ruo Yu. Don’t you like them?"

Jiang Baitao snorted again, casually replying, "Li Zi is always so full of himself, just trying to show off like a big rooster. As for Shitou, he’s so honest and foolish that he’s likely to be sold off any day. I’m not interested in them."

"You might not be interested in them, but they may not feel the same. Young boys are often enamored at sixteen..."

Jiang Qingfeng’s eyes shone brightly, enough to unsettle Baitao.

"Hmph, silly sister, I’m not like you, overthinking because of others. You wait for Sect Leader Senior Brother yourself, I’m not keeping you company." She made a playful face and dashed off.

Jiang Qingfeng smiled slightly and, seeing the weakening Rootless Fire on the table, swiftly added a Spirit Stone.

She stared at the lamp light in a daze for a long while, then sighed lightly.

By the next day, a new piece of news had spread throughout Yunshan Sect and had also been shared within the Shuangye Alliance.

Loose Cultivator Fang Hui joined the Yunshan Sect as an Honored Guest Elder, primarily responsible for the guidance of alchemy skills and medical teaching.

So far, excluding the already departed Guh Niqiang, the Yunshan Sect had seven Foundation Establishment cultivators, four from the sect and three Foundation Establishment Honored Guests.

Only a few elders of Yunshan Sect were informed by Lu Qian about Fang Hui’s true identity and the detailed agreement between the two.

Fang Hui would temporarily join Yunshan Sect as an Honored Guest Elder to assist Lu Qian in resolving the anomaly in his Consciousness Collection and simultaneously guide the Yunshan disciples in the Alchemy Dao and Medical Dao.

Lu Qian would collaborate with his research, provide ample funds, help him achieve new results, and serve as an intermediary when Fang Hui felt prepared to return to the Danxia Sect.

Fang Hui was indeed a passionate research scholar, to the point of making such an agreement. After all, the fulfillment of Lu Qian’s promise relied entirely on his conscience, with no substantial binding measures.

After hastily setting some frameworks for the Shuangye Alliance martial competition with the elders and high-level members, Lu Qian joined the visibly excited Fang Hui in a quiet room to commence the first diagnosis.

"Honored Guest Fang, we must proceed step by step, and you must discuss any actions with me. Absolutely no rash actions." Lu Qian couldn’t forget the last time his experiment resulted in a vegetative state, speaking earnestly and repeatedly reminding him.

Fang Hui nodded repeatedly: "Rest assured, Sect Leader Lu, there’s no way I would joke around with my future and dreams."

Despite saying so, Lu Qian remained cautious, prepared to end the diagnosis at the first sign of anything unusual.

"Alright, let’s begin."

Fang Hui took a deep breath. With one finger extended, his inherently sensitive and lively Divine Sense slowly extended and penetrated into Lu Qian’s Niwan Palace.

Lu Qian forcibly suppressed the urge to react, only feeling that the portion of Fang Hui’s Divine Sense that entered suddenly turned into countless threads, moving with unparalleled dexterity.