Looking at his father's towering figure, Leng Yun was slightly worried. The current Leng Aotian's internal injuries were too serious. After so many years of accumulation, it had caused a huge burden on his body.
If these injuries were not removed, Leng Aotian would probably only live for 60 to 70 years at most before he died from serious injuries. One had to know that once a martial artist reached the dark jing stage, their lifespan would be greatly extended. It was not to say that they could live for hundreds of years, but it was still possible to live to a hundred years old.
"If father had recovered his talent from back then, after so many years of accumulation, I'm afraid he would have been able to enter the HuaJin stage in one fell swoop! At that time, a neutralizing Jin martial artist's status in the Alliance would be significant. After all, the entire Phoenix Wuxia Alliance only had a few dozen people in the Expert Realm.”
The Huajin stage might not be very eye-catching on Earth, but in the Phoenix Wuxia Alliance, they were definitely ranked among the top experts. In this world, the number of top-notch experts was the most important factor in the strength of a force.
Think about it, if a neutralizing Jin expert infiltrated the houses of the higher-ups of the country to kill, guns would not be able to do anything to them at that level.
A country could be thrown into turmoil overnight, so the number of neutralizing Jin experts could be said to be the standard to measure the rise and fall of a country. Therefore, if Leng Aotian recovered from his injuries and entered the HuaJin stage, not only would his status increase, but the key point was that Leng AoTian's decadence should also dissipate.
And that was the scene that Leng Yun and Ma Fangyun were looking forward to seeing the most.
"I'll look for an opportunity to extract the substance secreted by the small ball in my body later. Otherwise, the longer it drags on, the more disadvantageous it will be for father.”
In the blink of an eye, a week had once again quietly passed in this quiet and fulfilling manner. For a week, Leng Yun continuously studied the small ball in his body. Finally, after losing a large amount of blood, he extracted a light silver substance from the blood.
Although it was very little, and the amount of substance that could be extracted every day without hurting himself was only about the amount released by the small ball once, it should be useful to Leng Aotian!
On this day, his mother, Ma Fangyun, was in the kitchen brewing Chinese medicine to suppress his father's injuries. Leng Yun slightly poked his head out of the kitchen.
"Mom, let me boil the medicine! Go and look after your father. Dad was always restless and would not rest well.”
Ma Fangyun thought for a moment and nodded. Anyway, her son used to help her boil medicine often, so she really didn't need to personally watch over it.
"Alright then! I'm going to see your father. He was probably writing documents on the table again. He was clearly a patient, but he preferred to be brave.”
Ma Fangyun smiled and rubbed Leng Yun's little head as she walked out of the kitchen. Looking at the medicine pot brewed in the kitchen, Leng Yun clenched his fists.
"Whether it succeeds or not depends on you. Don't disappoint me!"
Not long after, Leng Yun carried a ceramic bowl to his father's room. The bowl was filled with green liquid, and the unpleasant smell of Chinese medicine wafted out from it.
"Dad! Drink the medicine!"
Leng Yun smiled and brought the bowl forward. Glancing at the green liquid, Leng Aotian said helplessly,
"You brat... I like to laugh at my father."
Leng Aotian took the bowl and didn't say anything. He gulped down the medicine in one gulp. Looking at Leng Aotian drinking the medicinal liquid in one gulp, Leng Yun's eyes flashed with an urgent look. Needless to say, the medicinal liquid was mixed with the silver substance released by the small ball. However, he did not know how much the silver substance would help Leng Aotian's injuries.
"Gulp!"
Leng Aotian finished the medicinal liquid in one gulp and placed the bowl on the table. He looked at Leng Yun, who was staring at him in a daze. Just as he was about to open his mouth to make a prediction, his face suddenly became as red as a tomato.
"Aotian, Dad!"
Leng Yun and Ma Fangyun were shocked when they saw Leng Aotian's sudden change.
"Puff!"
As Leng Aotian's body temperature increased, his face turned redder and redder. Suddenly, he opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of stinky black blood.
"Brother Tian, are you alright?"
Seeing Leng Aotian spit out a mouthful of blood, Ma Fangyun rushed over with tears in her eyes. Leng Aotian panted a few times, and the redness on his face slowly receded, replaced by a healthy redness.
"Yun 'Er, don't worry! I'm fine, and my injuries...”
Leng Aotian touched his chest. Now, he could clearly feel that the internal injuries that had accumulated in his body for countless years were actually slowly dissipating. It had been a long time since he had felt the energy that flowed through his entire body and filled his internal organs with vitality.
"Yun 'Er, my injuries..."
Leng Aotian was so excited that his entire body was trembling. He held Fang Yun's hand tightly, and his calm face was filled with joy. Seeing this scene, Ma Fangyun seemed to know something, and her beautiful face also became red.
"Brother Tian, have you recovered?"
"En, not bad. Soon, as long as he recuperated, he believed that he would be able to recover in a year and a half.”
Leng Aotian couldn't help but laugh as he hugged Ma Fangyun in his arms. In the laughter, Leng Yun could hear that there was relief and countless unknown bitterness.
After so many years, because of the injuries in his body, his strength had not improved at all. Instead, in order to suppress his injuries, he had even regressed a lot. Although Leng Aotian didn't seem to care about these things on the surface, he had been working day and night just to numb himself. Since he couldn't improve in martial arts, he would improve in his career!
But no matter who it was, everyone could feel that the person who had defeated his peers in the past was gradually being replaced by decadence. However, there was always a way out. Unexpectedly, the injuries that had not shown any signs of recovery for more than ten years suddenly improved today.
Looking at his parents who were hugging each other and crying tears of joy, Leng Yun secretly wiped his tears and then grinned. The effect of the small ball seemed to have far exceeded Leng Yun's expectations. Presumably, as long as he did it a few more times, Leng Aotian's injuries would be able to fully recover in a month or two.
Once his injuries were fully healed, Leng Aotian's cultivation, which had been stuck at the peak of internal Jing, would definitely be able to break through again. He might even be able to break through to the neutral Jing realm in one fell swoop. Leng Yun heaved a sigh of relief in his heart. He looked at the two people beside him and slowly left the room.
The couple definitely had more than Leng Yun.。。
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