Chapter 252 251: Wordless Celestial Book

Mu Lin was speechless.

'How interesting.'

'And here I thought you were some tragic, wrongly-accused figure.'

Bai Zhenshan said, "Mu Xiaoyou, since you're interested in the saber manual, I can let you have a look. However, there isn't a single word in it. Looking at it is pointless."

Mu Lin smiled faintly. "It's just a common security measure. I believe I have a way to deal with it."

Bai Zhenshan's pupils contracted. He never imagined such a method could exist.

It was something he had never even heard of.

Bai Zhenshan reached into the clothes he had taken off, fumbled around for a moment, and pulled out a saber manual.

Mu Lin took the manual. The material felt different from the usual, not like paper, but more like silk.

Sure enough, there wasn't a single character on it. No wonder Bai Zhenshan had been so anxious and frustrated.

"No rush. How about we finish treating your illness first?" Mu Lin said with a faint smile.

Seeing that Mu Lin was still prioritizing him, Bai Zhenshan was touched. He had thought that once Mu Lin got the saber manual, he would become engrossed in studying it and completely forget about an old man like him.

His favorable impression of Mu Lin grew considerably.

Bai Jingjing brought the medicinal herbs. After taking them, Mu Lin quickly began his preparations.

Mu Lin's technique was masterful, like that of an old Pharmacist with decades of experience, as he precisely removed the aged impurities within.

Then, he stoked the furnace fire, tossed the herbs in, and began to refine them.

Bai Zhenshan watched with great interest. Mu Lin's technique was skilled and rhythmic; just watching him was a pleasure.

After a while, Mu Lin poured the medicinal liquid out of the pot and even used a scraper to meticulously clean out every last bit.

He had used extremely precious herbs, so he didn't want to waste a single drop.

"Please," Mu Lin said, fanning the concoction to cool it slightly before handing it to Bai Zhenshan.

Bai Zhenshan took it and downed it in one gulp.

The overwhelming bitterness almost made him cough, but he held it back.

This priceless medicine and the treatment from Mu Lin were a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. He had to seize it, no matter what.

Mu Lin continued to apply the needles with intense focus, working repeatedly on Bai Zhenshan's back.

Bai Zhenshan's Qi and Blood gradually recovered, and his shriveled skin slowly began to fill out.

Mu Lin made a grasping motion with his empty hand, and countless silver needles flew back into his palm.

"Elder Bai, we're done. Why don't you get up and try moving around?" Mu Lin said to him.

Bai Zhenshan rubbed his hands together. There was still a strange sensation at the corners of his mouth.

He stood up and rubbed his hands.

He felt...

His whole body was light, truly brimming with power.

'Comfortable! Invigorating!'

With a light push from the balls of his feet, his body shot straight toward the ceiling.

Even Bai Zhenshan was startled. He could only thrust his hands out to brace himself against the ceiling to keep from crashing through.

"Phew! That was close. Otherwise, I would've had to hire a craftsman to fix the ceiling."

He landed steadily on the ground and said excitedly to Mu Lin, "Mu Xiaoyou, I've completely recovered! I feel like I'm on par with myself at my peak."

Bai Zhenshan's expression was full of solemn emotion. At this moment, he was truly filled with boundless ambition.

'With me here, how could the Bai Family not be revitalized?'

Bai Zhenshan gave Mu Lin a solemn bow. "Divine Doctor Mu, you saved my life. I will remember this debt of gratitude."

Mu Lin smiled slightly. "Saving lives and healing the sick is what I'm supposed to do. Besides, you're a friend of Grandmaster Zhao, so of course, I had to give it my all to help you."

Bai Zhenshan laughed heartily, slung an arm around Mu Lin's shoulder, and pushed the door open to walk out.

Bai Jingjing had been worried sick. Entrusting his father's treatment to Mu Lin had been an enormous gamble.

But his father had been insistent, and as his son, there was nothing he could do.

The door opened. Bai Jingjing looked up and saw Bai Zhenshan walk out with a ruddy complexion, his arm around Mu Lin as the two of them chatted and laughed.

This...

Bai Jingjing was dumbfounded. 'When did Father's and Mu Lin's relationship get so good?'

'What on earth is going on?'

"Dad! How are you?"

Bai Zhenshan waved his hand and laughed heartily. "I'm better than I've ever been!"

Bai Jingjing let out a long sigh of relief.

All the able-bodied disciples of the Bai Family nearby stood up and bowed to Bai Zhenshan from a distance.

This old ancestor was an illustrious figure in the Bai Family's history.

Seeing him naturally inspired a hundredfold of respect and admiration.

Bai Zhenshan swept his gaze over the surrounding disciples and declared, "My recovery today is all thanks to Mu Xiaoyou. From now on, the entire Bai Family will obey Mu Lin's orders. If anyone defies him, they'll have to ask my saber if it agrees first!"

"Yes, sir!"

Everyone responded in unison. On this matter, there was truly nothing to argue about.

Bai Zhenshan scanned the crowd and asked, puzzled, "Where is the Third Master? Why isn't he here?"

"And the Sixth Master?"

Bai Jingjing replied, "Third Master said he invited a Grandmaster from Di Yang to serve as a retainer. He should be entertaining him right now, I suppose? Sixth Master went to help."

Hearing this, Elder Bai's expression softened slightly. 'At least they're showing some initiative, knowing to recruit experts to bolster our strength.'

Elder Bai glanced around and said, "Why are your cultivation levels so poor? What have you all been doing all these years? Have things gotten so bad that you even need to hire a Grandmaster from the outside?"

The members of the Bai Family looked at each other in dismay. People's innate talents were different, after all. How could they possibly compare to their old patriarch?

'But faced with their father's questioning, they couldn't possibly say that, could they?'

So they could only lower their heads in silence.

"Dad, it couldn't be helped," Bai Jingjing said with his head lowered.

"Enough!" Elder Bai roared, startling Bai Jingjing badly.

"I left the Bai Family in your hands, and this is what you've become? An unknown enemy came and slaughtered their way through the family, and you couldn't do a single thing?"

"You've disappointed me immensely!"

This was the second time Bai Jingjing had received the same scolding, and just like before, he couldn't raise his head.

He felt even more humiliated than the last time.

"I am incompetent! Please mete out my punishment, Father," he admitted honestly.

Bai Zhenshan shot Bai Jingjing a sidelong glance.

"Punishment? Don't make it sound like I'm as incompetent as you are. Get lost and reflect on your actions. And stay out of my sight."

Just as he finished speaking, Bai Jingqiong returned, followed by several servants carrying a stretcher.

On the stretcher was Bai Jingchang.

Bai Jingqiong had a frustrated expression on his face, intending to discuss something with his elder brother, Bai Jingjing. But when he looked up, he froze.

He never expected to see his uncle, Bai Zhenshan, just standing there. 'What's going on?'

'Hasn't Uncle been dead for a long time... How is he alive?'

Bai Jingqiong thought he should first go up and pay his respects before trying to figure out what was going on with his uncle.

But then he turned his head and saw Mu Lin, and his anger flared.

'This is the man who injured Sixth Brother!'

Bai Jingqiong strode forward, heading straight for Mu Lin.

"How did a thug like you get in here? Someone, throw him out!"

But no one responded. Bai Jingqiong was furious. "Is everyone deaf?"

Bai Zhenshan took a few large strides, kicked Bai Jingqiong squarely, and then slapped him across the face.

"Have you lost your mind? Mu Xiaoyou saved my life and preserved the very foundation of the Bai Family! Without him, the entire Bai Family would be as good as dead!"

"Who gave you the right to speak to him like that?"

Bai Jingqiong was hit so hard he was dazed and confused, completely unable to muster any strength.

"Uncle! What are you doing?! This man injured Sixth Brother!"

Bai Zhenshan looked at Mu Lin. "Mu Xiaoyou, I imagine there was a good reason for it, wasn't there?"

Mu Lin said, "I was having a meal with a friend when Sixth Master Bai barged in and insulted them. He brought this upon himself."

To Bai Zhenshan, the explanation was perfectly clear.

He turned his head and pointed at Bai Jingchang. "Do you have anything to say for yourself?"

Seeing the situation, how could Bai Jingchang dare say anything more? If he ran his mouth, his legs would probably be broken on the spot.

"No! It was all my fault!" Bai Jingchang cried out miserably.

Bai Zhenshan said to Mu Lin, "I am usually busy with my cultivation and have been lax in their discipline. After my 'death,' it was even more impossible for me to intervene. They've gotten used to acting like tyrants here in Songyang and clearly don't know the meaning of humility. You taught them a good lesson!"

Mu Lin was almost embarrassed by the praise.

"Elder Bai, you're exaggerating. I was also at fault," Mu Lin said humbly. "I found them too annoying and didn't respond right away. If I had stepped in and taught them a lesson earlier, Sixth Master Bai probably wouldn't have ended up in this state. I'm actually quite merciful toward those with no cultivation."

"Oh? Then who was it that hit him?"

Mu Lin replied, "One of my subordinates, a Grandmaster. He was eager to prove himself to me, so he injured Sixth Master Bai."

"That's not right," Bai Jingchang said. "He was clearly the Grandmaster *I* invited! How did you end up poaching him?"