Old Man Zhao, the legendary healer of Xinghua Village!

Night quietly fell.

Zhao Dazhu sat cross-legged on the bed, meditating and circulating his internal energy. Streams of heat flowed continuously through his body.

This caused him to feel hot all over, his meridians to swell and ache, and a pain to come from his abdomen.

However, Zhao Dazhu did not stop; instead, he intensified his efforts and practiced even more diligently.

According to the records in the Qingling Xuansheng Gong technique, abdominal distension and pain are actually signs of the meridians being opened and the dantian being opened.

Once he has opened up all his meridians and successfully opened his dantian, he will be able to become a true cultivator and enter the first realm of cultivation—the Foundation Establishment stage!

Moreover, after several hours of cultivation today, Zhao Dazhu clearly felt that the Azure Spirit Profound Life True Qi in his body was more powerful than yesterday.

Judging from this speed, it should take about another month for him to reach the threshold of the Foundation Establishment stage!

Thinking of this, Zhao Dazhu couldn't help but feel excited and expectant.

Suddenly, Wang Caixia's voice came from the courtyard: "Old Zhao, are you home? I... I accidentally made too much dinner, so I brought you some."

Zhao Dazhu immediately stopped cultivating, got out of bed, and led Wang Caixia into the courtyard.

Wang Caixia was holding a maroon wooden tray with a large bowl of rice and two small dishes on it.

Although it was just a plate of cucumber salad and a plate of stir-fried potato shreds with chili peppers, with not a single speck of meat in sight, Zhao Dazhu was still overjoyed.

It's already a great favor that someone brings me food, so why should I be picky?

Zhao Dazhu warmly invited Wang Caixia to sit down and helped her place the tray on the table. Then, he said with a smile, "Don't tell me you accidentally made too much. I think you prepared these two dishes especially for me, didn't you?"

A blush immediately rose on Wang Caixia's round and beautiful face, and she shyly lowered her head.

"You...you helped me so much today, not only paying for the road repairs but also teaching those who bullied me a lesson. I...of course I have to show my appreciation," Wang Caixia said shyly.

"Okay, that's thoughtful of you."

Zhao Dazhu laughed, plopped down in the chair, and picked up his chopsticks to start eating.

Wang Caixia didn't touch her chopsticks, but just looked at Zhao Dazhu curiously.

Zhao Dazhu then asked, "Why aren't you eating? By the way, why did you only prepare one bowl of rice? Where's your portion?"

"I don't want to eat, I already ate," Wang Caixia said, rubbing her hands together.

"Eat something, it's so awkward if I'm the only one eating," Zhao Dazhu urged.

Wang Caixia finally picked up her chopsticks and symbolically took two bites.

Perhaps unable to contain her curiosity any longer, Wang Caixia cautiously asked, "Old Zhao, how...how did you suddenly become so strong? You're over fifty, yet those strong young men in their twenties and thirties couldn't beat you?"

"I've always worked from dawn till dusk, so of course I've developed a lot of strength," Zhao Dazhu said with a smile.

"What you're saying is really interesting. Everyone in our village works hard in the fields, but is there anyone as capable as you?" Wang Caixia said with a suspicious look.

"Don't ask me anything. There are some things I can't tell you," Zhao Dazhu said.

Seeing that Zhao Dazhu was unwilling to talk about it, Wang Caixia stopped pursuing the topic.

But if she didn't say something, the room would be too quiet, and the atmosphere would be strange. So she tried to make conversation by asking, "Old Zhao, you...you're getting so old, why don't you find a companion?"

Zhao Dazhu was so angry at Wang Caixia's words that he laughed.

"Caixia, what you're saying is really... Do you think I don't want to find someone? This old man dreams of finding himself a companion, but what woman would even look at me?"

"My family only has a few cement bungalows and two acres of land. We don't even own a tricycle, let alone a car, and we have no savings. If it were you, would you be willing to be my wife and live a hard life with me?"

Zhao Dazhu stopped there and glanced at Wang Caixia a few times.

Wang Caixia bit her lip and said, "You...you're such a good person, even if you don't have money...there must be women who would want you."

"Just tell me if you're willing or not, don't beat around the bush," Zhao Dazhu asked.

Wang Caixia bit her lip again, and after hesitating for a long time, she finally said, "If you could be twenty years younger, I... I would definitely be willing."

After saying this, Wang Caixia lowered her head in embarrassment, too ashamed to look at Zhao Dazhu.

Zhao Dazhu's heart was burning with passion.

Because the higher the cultivation level of the Azure Spirit Profound Life Technique, the longer the lifespan, and it's even possible to regain youth, wouldn't that mean...?

With such messy thoughts swirling in his mind, his gaze towards Wang Caixia naturally became somewhat fiery.

Wang Caixia couldn't stand Zhao Dazhu's gaze anymore; she got goosebumps all over her body.

She couldn't hold back any longer. Gritting her teeth, she jumped up and hurriedly ran outside, saying, "Old Zhao, take your time eating. I have something to do at home, so I can't keep you company. Just bring me the plates and bowls tomorrow morning..."

Before she could finish speaking, Wang Caixia had already run out of the living room.

But as soon as she stepped out of the living room, she tripped and fell, letting out a painful cry.

Zhao Dazhu quickly got up and went out of the living room. He saw Wang Caixia sitting on the cement steps with a pained expression, holding her left foot with both hands, and cold sweat was starting to appear on her forehead.

"Are you alright, Caixia?" Zhao Dazhu asked, and grabbed Wang Caixia's arm to help her up little by little.

Wang Caixia's face was pale with pain: "I...I think I twisted my ankle."

"You're so careless."

As Zhao Dazhu spoke, he helped Wang Caixia into the house and made her sit down in a chair.

Then Zhao Dazhu squatted down in front of Wang Caixia, gently took her left foot that dared not touch the ground, and pulled it in front of him.

"What...what are you going to do?" Wang Caixia asked, both in pain and ashamed.

"Of course, it's for you to check up," Zhao Dazhu said seriously.

"You now know medicine?" Wang Caixia asked incredulously.

"I know a little, I know a little."

Zhao Dazhu chuckled and took off Wang Caixia's embroidered shoes to examine and treat her.