How can one become an immortal with such laziness?

Or what if you get drunk and act recklessly, bullying Yiyi?

"No, no, no, that can't be!"

Hei Muguang quickly waved his hand in denial, saying he couldn't admit to it.

"How could I dare to bully Yiyi, she..."

"How dare you talk back!"

Qing Tianming glared at him: "If you have faults, correct them; if you don't, strive to improve. Are you just going to interrupt me like that?"

"Wrong, wrong, wrong."

Hei Muguang lowered his head and continued to admit defeat.

It wasn't that he was afraid of his father-in-law, but rather that the father-in-law was genuinely offering his advice out of concern for him.

Since his father, who was also Hei Yang's grandfather, passed away, this father-in-law can be said to be his closest elder.

Hei Muguang has always regarded the old man as his own father.

Hei Muguang listened attentively to the old man's reprimand, then coughed and coughed, "It's all in one ear and out the other." Hei Muguang was deeply saddened and vowed that there would never be a next time. Only then did the old man nod in satisfaction.

"in addition……"

Qing Tianming said leisurely, "This old man has recently caught a cold, and his nose is blocked, so he can't smell anything."

"Cough, cough, my throat is a little itchy too, but it's nothing serious."

Hei Muguang: "..."

Oh, so he confessed...

"How did you suddenly catch a cold?"

Qing Yiyi looked at her father with concern. Putting aside whether the cold was serious or not, even the smallest ailment is a big deal for an elderly person.

Moreover, this is not a chronic illness of my father's; rather, it is a recent illness, which makes people even more worried that there might be some special circumstances.

"Ah, it's okay, Yiyi, I wouldn't have noticed if you hadn't said anything, haha."

Qing Tianming smiled and coughed twice: "Now that you mention it, I realize my throat is a little itchy."

I think it's mostly psychological. The more you worry about the illness, the worse it gets. If you ignore it, your body might just forget about it on its own someday, hahaha!

"How can this be?"

Qing Yiyi frowned, her attitude becoming slightly firmer.

"You can't delay seeing a doctor when you're sick. You have to go to the clinic to get checked out."

I'm not hoping you get sick, Dad, it's just that illnesses tend to get worse the longer they're left untreated. Young people can recover on their own because they're strong and healthy, but how can you be so reckless at your age?"

“Dad, Yiyi is right about this.”

Hei Muguang frowned as well: "I remember when I was a kid, I had a headache once and didn't take it seriously. I thought I could get better after a good night's sleep, but I almost lost my life!"

"Let's go take a look, let's go take a look!"

Qing Lianlian doesn't quite understand these things yet, but her concern for her father is genuine.

"Hey, it's okay, it's really okay."

At this moment, Qing Tianming lost the authority he had shown when facing Hei Muguang, and could only helplessly laugh and cry.

"I consulted a doctor in the capital, and he said I was very healthy. He prescribed some medicine, and I felt much better after taking it."

"He was already sick in the capital? For so long!"

Instead of being comforted by these words, Qing Yiyi stared in shock, grabbed her father's arm without saying a word, and tried to take him to the clinic in the city.

"Come on, let's go see a doctor first. Your brothers are really going too far. They didn't even take you for a proper check-up. What if..."

"Hey! You're really alright!"

Qing Tianming frowned, his voice slightly heavy, "That's what your brothers and I said too. Have you forgotten how I fought back then..."

"father!"

Qing Yiyi suddenly spoke up: "Is it really just a cold?"

"..."

Qing Tianming paused for a moment, then shook his head.

"Alright, I'll check it out with you so you can rest assured."

"Really, even the doctors at the capital couldn't find anything, so what's the point of testing here?"

"that……"

Hei Muguang gently patted his wife's shoulder and muttered, "Why don't we take Dad to Xiaoyang's place and let them see what real skills they've learned?"

"Yes! My son and my daughter-in-law!"

Qing Yiyi's eyes lit up, and she grabbed Qing Tianming's hand again.

"Dad, come with me to Xiaoyang's house. Xiaoyang is capable now, let him show you."

"Hey, hey, Yiyi, stop pulling on Dad! You said it yourself, I'm old and frail, aren't I? If you keep pulling, they'll fall apart!"

Qing Tianming waved his hand and said helplessly, "Alright, alright, the illness isn't important. I can go see my grandson instead."

"You agreed?"

"Otherwise what? You've all said that."

Qing Tianming sighed and pointed to the sky: "But it's still early. Let's wait until Xiaoyang and the others wake up before we go. I remember you said that kid likes to stay in bed..."

"Hmm, what time do Xiaoyang and his friend usually get up? Before noon? It can't be close to dinnertime, hahaha."

Qing Tianming thought he had made a very humorous joke, but Qing Yiyi and Hei Muguang looked at him with strange expressions, which made him feel uneasy.

"What, what's wrong?"

Qing Tianming looked puzzled: "Is there something wrong with what I said?"

"that."

Qing Yiyi whispered, "Do you know how long it usually takes for Xiao Yang to wake up in this condition?"

"Uh, he didn't really sleep until dinner time, did he? That's too much sleep!"

Qing Tianming stared blankly at the two people whose expressions remained complicated.

"What? Am I right?"

"Uh, to be precise..."

Qing Yiyi whispered.

"That's not right at all."

Hei Muguang sighed.

Qing Yiyi: "Probably tomorrow?"

Hei Muguang: "I think it's the day after tomorrow!"

Qing Yiyi: "It could also be the day after tomorrow..."

Hei Muguang: "That's also possible..."

"You two are really something else."

Qing Tianming said speechlessly, "Xiao Yang will be sad if he hears this!"

"..."

"Um, are you guys serious?"

Qing Tianming frowned, sensing that something was wrong: "Hmm?"

"uh-huh."

The two nodded affirmatively.

Qing Tianming: "..."

.........

"Is this where it is?"

The sect leader and the grand elder of the Medicine King Sect looked at the two strange stone sculptures at the entrance, and then looked up at the plaque above the door.

Yang Heli's Nest

"Well……"

The sect leader frowned: "This plaque is rather profound; I can't understand it for the time being."

"Perhaps our cultivation level is too low. After all, those two are peerless experts capable of tearing apart Nascent Soul cultivators!"

The elder, with a serious expression, turned to his disciples behind him and said, "Remember, we are here to express our gratitude, so we must be polite, understand?"

"Rest assured, Elder!"

"Hmm, how about the apology...cough cough...thank you gift?"