How can one become an immortal with such laziness?

Hei Yang looked terrified: "We can't afford to offend them, we can't afford to offend them, call for backup, call for backup quickly."

……

The pavilion in the middle of the lake wasn't particularly remote. Hong Li shouted, and the Hong family members quickly arrived at the scene.

"what!"

Hong Xiaochen stared at the old man on the ground in shock: "He's the murderer!"

"It surprised me that……"

Hong Zhenjia exclaimed in disbelief: "You two actually managed to subdue him! Bu Tian, ​​come and confirm, is it really him?!"

"Yes, that's him!"

When Hong Butian saw the old man's face, his pupils contracted: "It's that face, I can't be wrong!"

"Hey, now that you're done lamenting, can you please help me out?"

Hei Yang lay flat on the ground, his face covered with a blanket, like a shroud: "Hong Li, you've gone too far! What if you suffocate me?"

"Ah this..."

Hong Butian and the others were taken aback and looked to the side: "So Xiao Yang, you're here! No wonder we didn't see you earlier!"

Hei Yang: "..."

Taking advantage of his limp and immobile body, Hong Li actually did this kind of thing!

"Uncle, Hongli is bullying me!"

Hei Yang complained, "I took on the most firepower for her sake and got so badly injured, but she... Waaah, I'm so heartbroken!"

"Tch, serves him right."

Hongli squatted down next to Heiyang, looking at the areas that weren't properly covered, and helped smooth out the edges: "Serves you right for being a hooligan."

Fortunately, Hong Li still had some conscience and quickly had Hei Yang carried away—not into the morgue!

Hei Yang was placed on the hospital bed where Hong Butian had previously lain, and Hei Muguang and his wife arrived quickly as well.

"How did it get like this?"

Qing Yiyi looked at Hei Yang with heartache: "Does it hurt?"

"Ah, it probably doesn't hurt."

Hei Yang winced in pain: "Look how healthy I am."

"Alright, stop being sarcastic."

Qing Yiyi rolled her eyes and slapped Hei Yang, almost choking him: "Isn't this just reporting good news and not bad news? How did it become sarcastic!"

"Hongli, you better say something for me... Damn it, don't you dare eat the fruit by my bedside, it's for me, the patient!"

"what?"

Hongli popped a piece of orange into her mouth, tilted her head, and asked, "What did you say?"

"Forget it, just pretend I farted."

"I'm eating, what are you talking about?!"

Hongli's eyes widened: "How disgusting!"

"What the hell..."

Hei Yang never expected, he really never expected, that his previous antagonism towards Hong Li would result in such swift retaliation.

……

"That guy has been sent to the city lord, who sent someone to interrogate him."

Hei Muguang and the others came in from outside and told Hei Yang, "They are indeed traitors from the Medicine King Sect. We have already contacted the sect's immortal master to handle the matter, and I heard there will be a reward..."

"Uncle, let's not talk about that now!"

Seeing Hei Muguang enter, Hongli suddenly became agitated: "Did he say whether the blood essence he stole before can still be returned to Brother Butian?!"

"Uh, well."

Hei Muguang said awkwardly, "It's possible."

"great!"

Hong Li clenched her fist excitedly; the plan had been a great success!

"But because he swallowed the Gu Wang Xiang, we can only use a clumsy method to treat Bu Tian."

Hei Muguang added, "Bu Tian will need at least a year of recuperation to fully recover."

"One, one year?"

Hong Li's smile froze.

"Yeah, that's right."

Hong Zhenjia followed Hei Muguang in: "The Five Elements Sect will arrive no later than the day after tomorrow, so Xiao Li, you can go without worry."

"Xiao Li, you can go without worry~"

Hei Yang mischievously imitated Hong Zhen's accent: "Remember, once you get there, don't miss home, and don't miss me either, hehehe..."

"You're so meow..."

Hongli made a move as if to hit him.

"Stop, stop, stop! I'm wounded, wounded!"

Hei Yang shouted, "You won't let me do that!"

"you……"

Hong Li's fist trembled slightly, but she finally put it down: "Destroy it, I'm tired."

Hong Xiaochen came in with a smile and said, "The injured are actually fine."

"Yeah!"

Hongli nodded: "Look, even my dad told me to hit you."

"What do you mean 'it's nothing'?!"

Hei Yang exclaimed in terror, "Uncle, you can't say things like that!"

"Ah this..."

Hong Xiaochen was stunned for a moment, then realized what she meant: "No, no, no, I mean, the injured won't affect your engagement with Xiaoli tomorrow. After all, it's just an engagement. Our family can come, you don't need to do much."

"Ok?"

A question mark appeared above Hei Yang's head: "How come... we're getting engaged tomorrow?"

"what?"

Hong Xiaochen scratched his head: "Xiao Li is leaving the day after tomorrow or the day after that, so we definitely need to hurry up and get engaged, right, Xiao Li?"

"..."

Hongli blinked blankly: "Growing with the wind, growing with the wind..."

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 28 Life Seems to Have Been Pressed on a Fastpad

"Ancestor, it really is you."

Huang Shansong, the patriarch of the Huang family, stared in shock at Huang Dou in the cell: "Didn't you join the Medicine King Sect in your early years, displaying exceptional talent and a promising path to immortality? How did you end up like this?"

"The Huang family..."

Huang Dou glanced at the Huangshan pine and sighed: "Yes, back then, among the outer disciples, I was unparalleled in my prowess, and my cultivation progressed rapidly."

After becoming an apprentice, I not only quickly reached the Qi Refining stage, but I also gained considerable experience in pill refining. Everyone says I have a chance to advance to the inner sect and receive significant resources from the sect.

"Then why..."

Huangshan Pine didn't continue speaking, but the meaning behind his words was quite clear: why has it become like this today?

"Alas, it's all about timing and fate."

Huang Dou's face was bitter.

"When I was advancing from the ninth level of Qi Refining to the Foundation Establishment stage, I became arrogant and complacent, ignored my master's teachings, and forcibly condensed a high-grade divine power to establish my foundation. As a result, my foundation was damaged and I suffered severe injuries."

Although my elders from my sect intervened and saved my life, my cultivation level... vanished into thin air.

I am not reconciled. Although I missed the best age for cultivation and wasted my precious time, I firmly believe that there is no new beginning without destruction, and I want to return to my previous level of cultivation.

Unfortunately, I overestimated my talent and determination, and underestimated the damage left by that accident.

My cultivation speed is now like that of a tortoise compared to before.

My friends are all advancing to the inner sect, and some of my contemporaries have even become elders of the Medicine King Sect, while I'm still struggling in the outer sect.

Decades later, I only managed to restore my cultivation level to the first level of Qi Refining, and my aging blood and energy were insufficient to support me to continue.