Heaven rewards diligence; he fought his way through chaos to become a saint.

Chapter 91 Cleansing the Foundation

Is Mumu's brother a fiercely protective brother?

He'd risk his life like this for her?!

Ye Ci sighed and didn't say anything more, but he had some new ideas in his mind.

Why not let Murong Yanyu leave, and take Grandma Li and the others with her?

In this way, he actually had another way out outside of the Great Qian Dynasty.

But he has not yet decided on a choice.

I haven't practiced martial arts these past few days while recuperating from my injuries, and I haven't been in a hurry to take the white jade snow lotus either.

With the help of Steward Chen and Ling Cang over the past two days, he recovered yesterday and today it's time to improve his physical constitution.

Upon entering the quiet room, he took out four white jade snow lotuses by himself.

Previously, with the help of this treasure, his physical constitution was improved, and the speed of his hammering and refining skills increased significantly. Now that he has obtained four plants at once, he should be able to speed things up even more.

They were very familiar with the process.

Ye Ci plucked a leaf and put it in her mouth; a sweet taste wafted up, making her mouth water.

The next instant, a warm current burst forth from his dantian, transforming into a powerful force that coursed through his limbs and bones.

Then, a faint "creaking" sound came from deep within the bones. As the entire snow lotus was consumed, the subtle sounds from deep within the bones became more and more frequent.

"The effect is good."

Before the warm current in her body had subsided, Ye Ci took another one.

A surge of heat instantly boiled, like well water poured onto charcoal fire, bursting forth with an intense aura that vibrated through the very marrow, producing a buzzing, thunderous sound.

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"Xiaoyu, what kind of person is Ye Ci?"

Ling Cang wanted to help Murong Yanyu hang up the clothes, but the latter didn't even look at him. He could only glare helplessly and ask her questions from behind.

"People who treat me very well, people who are very capable, people who keep their word, and people who are very handsome."

"You're holding a grudge."

Ling Cang shook his head and chuckled, "If Uncle Ling knew he was supporting you, why would he have hurt him? Besides, I went very lightly at the time, and look—he's already healed, hasn't he?"

In the courtyard, Murong Yanyu hung up Ye Ci's clothes, her back to him, and said, "I crawled out of the prison cart and he took me home. Well, actually, he killed someone and rescued me. Back then, he hadn't learned martial arts yet, and our family was so poor we couldn't even afford food. Grandma only ate one meal a day, and she ate just to show him. But in less than a year, our family was living a good life. Grandma ate very well, could live wherever she wanted, and could even watch operas. Yao Yao no longer had to watch other children eat candy and drool, and Second Aunt no longer had to farm or worry about being bullied by local bullies."

Ling Cang was stunned for a moment.

He hadn't expected Xiaoyu to live such a life back then.

What's even more surprising is that it only took such a short time to go from being so poor that we couldn't even afford to eat to where we are now?!

and many more!

In less than a year, he mastered the hidden strength and was able to unleash the power of neutralizing strength!

When he treated Ye Ci's injuries last time, he was very careful and polite in order to express his apology, so he did not examine Ye Ci's physical condition.

Looking back now, this child must have been someone with exceptional talent and potential.

Seeing that Murong Yanyu was still angry, and that she hadn't even glanced at him for two days, Ling Cang shook his head helplessly.

"He's quite popular with women! When Green Snake mentioned him, she even felt guilty, saying that the Grand Commander broke the agreement and injured him, and she was worried about him—why doesn't Uncle Ling have such good fortune?"

He felt that being praised and felt guilty by women was a skill in itself.

Upon hearing this, Murong Yanyu paused, then asked softly, "Has Sister Qing She met him? What happened—"

Ye Ci hadn't told her about what happened in Jiaozhou Prefecture, so Murong Yanyu became curious.

Ling Cang, having never experienced it firsthand, recounted what the Green Snake had mentioned.

Murong Yanyu hummed in response and said, "He was injured when he came back. I didn't realize it was that dangerous. What if something like this happens again in the future?"

At this point, she turned to Ling Cang and asked, "Uncle Ling, everyone says your swordsmanship is unparalleled. Could you teach him swordsmanship?"

To be honest, Ling Cang was unwilling to teach.

He had already rejected Ye Ci before.

Because he couldn't possibly teach swordsmanship to people from an enemy country, let alone Yang Huaichuan's disciple.

"Can't I teach you?" Murong Yanyu asked, her voice displeased and fuming.

Ling Cang blurted out, "Yes."

After saying that, seeing Murong Yanyu's brows relax, he couldn't help but laugh at himself for changing so quickly. But when he thought about it again, he realized that some things were not impossible.

Xiaoyu is from the Southern Barbarians, but wasn't she also saved by Ye Ci?

It's not unreasonable to teach him some sword techniques, as long as Ye Ci himself isn't afraid of being framed for using them.

However—Ling Cang thought to himself: if he was framed, wouldn't it be better to go to the Southern Barbarians? After all, the Great Qian didn't want him.

Thinking of this, Ling Cang asked, "What is Ye Ci's physical constitution like? Is it excellent or superior? Different physical constitutions require different sword techniques to teach. After all—my sword techniques are not for everyone. If one's physical constitution is poor, the sword energy will only lead to self-destruction."

He was only halfway through his sentence when he noticed Murong Yanyu's expression was off. The girl bit her lip and tentatively asked, "Uncle Ling, can someone with inferior aptitude learn this?"

"Xiaoyu, you don't want me to teach a few more people, do you?"

"Only one, my young master."

"What kind of innate talent does Ye Ci possess?"

"Inferior".

"impossible!"

Ling Cang smiled and waved his hand, saying, "Xiao Yu, don't joke with Uncle Ling. He only spent a year practicing to the level of internal strength, so at the very least he must be of above-average physical constitution."

Just then, a heavy thud was heard from inside the house.

Hearing the noise, Murong Yanyu hurriedly ran into the house.

Seeing this, Ling Cang also suppressed his smile and followed after them in a flash.

As soon as I opened the door, I saw Ye Ci sitting against the wall, his clothes soaked with cold sweat, his face as pale as paper, as if he were enduring excruciating pain.

Ling Cang saw the wooden box on the table, walked over, picked it up and glanced at it, then looked at Ye Ci.

The veins on the boy's forehead bulged, but his gaze was surprisingly calm, his eyes bright, with an indescribable quality, as if pain had nothing to do with him.

Inside the room, a creaking sound of bones creaking could be heard.

When Ling Cang saw that there were only a few small petals of the white jade snow lotus left in the box, he immediately understood that Ye Ci must really have inferior physique, which meant that the white jade snow lotus was effective against him and that he was now suffering from the pain of burning his bones.

At this moment, the warm current of medicinal power throughout the body will transform into scorching flames, seeping into the bones layer by layer, as if the body is placed in an alchemy furnace.

"Ye Ci!"

Murong Yanyu called out his name immediately, rushed to his side, her eyes red and tears welling up.

"Don't scare me, is the snow lotus poisonous?"

She knew that the snow lotus came from Guangzhilin.

Who knows if there's a problem!

Ling Cang strode forward, placed his hand on Murong Yanyu's shoulder to signal her to calm down, and then leaned down to look at Ye Ci on the couch, his brows furrowed slightly.

"Normally, one plant every ten days, and using more than ten plants can make up for congenital deficiencies, proceeding gradually without pain. If you take too much at once, you can reduce the dosage, but this one-time forced cleansing of the roots and bones is too painful, comparable to scraping the bone to remove poison, and no one can endure it."

Then, Ling Cang frowned even more deeply, not for any other reason than that he saw Ye Ci's eyes light up after he finished speaking.

Then the figure stood up, supporting itself on the ground.

He walked up to himself and took the last few snow lotus petals from the box.

Put it in your mouth.

"You mean, a one-time dose can reduce the dosage, right?"

Ye Ci chewed twice, swallowed, and calmly asked him.

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