Madam, please ascend.

Chapter 172 Ghost Prince

When everyone in the martial arts hall saw the young lady's respectful attitude towards the young man, they guessed that this person had an extraordinary background, so they treated him with great respect.

Yun Yi didn't care about the world's views. He just felt that Xu Shuangshuang, as a woman, was flexible and had a rare character.

Don't be trapped by love, don't be bound by the past. Be free and unrestrained, dare to love and hate.

With Xu Shuangshuang leading the way, Yun Yi was quite relaxed, not forgetting to take a look at the layout of the martial arts hall on the way. He found that the disciples here had good physical skills and the swordsmanship they practiced should be mainly based on agility.

When we arrived at the backyard room, a strong smell of medicine hit us in the face.

The middle-aged man lying motionless on the bed is naturally the patient.

His name was Xu Can. He had learned swordsmanship since childhood and had a happy life wandering the world, punishing the strong and supporting the weak. Later, he yearned to become a heavenly swordsman and stayed in Sword Forging City, where he settled down, married, and had children.

I never thought that I would encounter an unexpected disaster a few days ago and have my right sword-holding arm cut off by a strange swordsman.

As a result, it was no longer possible to join the Sword-Forging Villa, as if all his pursuit of swordsmanship in this life had become a mirage.

Unable to bear the physical and mental blow, he grew a lot of white hair overnight. Now he is lying in bed unconscious, and it is unknown when he will be able to return to normal.

Yun Yi has not systematically studied medical skills. He can save people only by relying on alchemy.

Therefore, he didn't need to take Xu Can's pulse or read his face. He only needed to roughly feel his internal energy to see the crux of the problem clearly.

Xu Shuangshuang asked anxiously, "Can my father be saved?"

Yun Yi said, "The injury to his arm is no longer serious. He is just unable to overcome his own difficulties and feels that he can no longer practice swordsmanship from now on. That's why he is in this state."

"So... he's suffering from a heart disease?"

"Exactly."

"Does the miracle doctor have any solution?"

"Is his right arm still there?"

Xu Shuangshuang nodded repeatedly: "I guessed that my father's right arm would be useful, so I put it in the ice cellar a long time ago."

Yun Yi smiled and said, "That's clever. Bring it here."

When Xu Shuangshuang heard that there was a chance for a turnaround, she became extremely excited and moved much faster. She quickly called out to the familiar skinny housekeeper to bring some tea, while she herself went to take her father's right arm.

The skinny butler had dealt with Yun Yi before, and was a little embarrassed when they first met. He thanked him repeatedly: "Thank you, doctor. Thank you, doctor."

Yun Yi didn't care and ordered: "Bring me a glass of water. It's not for me to drink, but for treating illness."

"It's easy to talk about."

When the master and servant brought a piece of right arm and a glass of water, Yun Yi took it and examined it carefully. He found that the right arm had been left unused for a while and most of the meridians in it had been damaged.

Fortunately, the flesh and blood did not rot, which was a blessing in disguise.

The next moment, Yun Yi took out a bright red "Mulch-Growing and Blood-Forming Pill", dissolved it in water, and then applied it evenly on his right arm with his spiritual power.

That lifeless right arm actually began to come alive!
Xu Shuangshuang couldn't help but let out a scream, then quickly covered her mouth and stopped making any sound.

The skinny butler wanted to kowtow to Yun Yi immediately and shout out his immortal skills.

This is the difference between the mountains and the plains. The elixirs of cultivators are like elixirs that can cause the growth of bones in the hands of mortals, but in fact they are not precious treasures in the world of cultivation.

Yun Yi was not surprised. After his right arm had fully recovered, he suddenly untied the bandage on Xu Can's wound, used his finger to cut off a piece of rotten flesh, and then quickly aligned his right arm with the wound.

By the time Xu Shuangshuang reacted and Xu Can groaned in pain, the arm had been put back in place.

"Hiss, it hurts so much!" Xu Can, who was lying half-dead on the bed, suddenly sat up and was surprised to see his intact right arm. "Am I dreaming? How can I feel pain in a dream?" Xu Shuangshuang punched his father in the eye, "Wake up quickly, this is not a dream!"

Seeing this, Yun Yi couldn't hold back his laughter and burst out laughing.

What a filial daughter.

The Xu family's father and daughter finally came to their senses and hurriedly thanked the miracle doctor, promising to give him whatever he wanted, even offering to send their daughter to him as a concubine.

Yun Yi naturally would not accept it, wondering why he was repaying kindness with enmity.

He looked at the piece of rotten flesh on the ground, only to see that it had turned into a pool of pus after leaving Xu Can's body.

Yun Yi frowned, guessing that the ghost young man who attacked must have some skills.

As he was thinking, he suddenly heard some movement on the roof and looked up.

Suddenly, a sword energy pierced through the tiles and rushed towards Xu Can, but the tip of the sword was not aimed at the vital points, but still at his right arm.

Yun Yi naturally would not sit idly by. The Xu family father and daughter were obviously unable to resist this move, so he could only snap his fingers and directly hit the sword energy back.

The man on the roof groaned, probably having suffered a great loss.

Seeing that he was trying to escape, Yun Yi immediately chased after him. It was only then that Xu Shuangshuang realized that the miracle doctor was more than just a miracle doctor, and that her original "proposal" was indeed a bit reckless.

"My benefactor, please be careful." In the end, thousands of words could only be condensed into this sentence. I don't know if he heard it.

Yun Yi did hear it, but it went in one ear and out the other and he didn’t take it to heart.

It's just a chance encounter, there's no need for it to bear fruit.

He followed the killer slowly and steadily, always keeping a subtle distance from him.

The two of them gradually moved from the Sword Forging City to the wilderness outside the city.

In Yi Yunyi's opinion, the killer could barely be considered at the Qi Refining stage, and the sword energy he thrust out with all his strength was just at the entry level. It was quite advanced in the eyes of ordinary people, but it was far from being considered an entry level in the world of cultivation.

Moreover, this person's movements are strange and peculiar. He must be the weird swordsman who calls himself Ghost Young Master.

The Ghost Young Master found that the man behind him was like a leech on his heels, and he couldn't get rid of him at all, so he didn't dare to rush back to his place of residence for fear of causing greater trouble.

When they reached a secluded spot on the outskirts of the city, he suddenly stopped, turned around and said, "Are you planning to kill us all?"

Yun Yi smiled and said, "You and I have no hatred or grudges, so there is no need for that."

"Then why are you following me?"

"I've ruined your good fortune, so naturally I'm here to make amends."

The Ghost Young Master's eyes rolled, and suddenly his body split into three, fleeing in different directions.

Seeing this, Yun Yi shook his head slightly, and with a thought, he did not chase after any of the figures. Instead, he walked leisurely to the place where the Ghost Young Master had just landed, and stomped heavily on the ground.

Then he stepped on a small pit here, and there was a head right under Yun Yi's feet, saying "spare me, spare me" repeatedly.

Yun Yi moved his feet, squatted down, and asked with a smile: "Tell me, why did you cut off the arms of those swordsmen?"

At this time, the Ghost Master was in the pit, with nowhere to escape. There was no possibility of escape at all.

I could only answer obediently: "I also take money from people to help them get rid of disasters."

(End of this chapter)