Chaotic Times and Disasters: I Hunt Down Martial Arts Masters and Become a God

"Brother-in-law!"

Song Nini screamed and rushed over to help him, but he had already knelt on one knee. Fu Mingxuan slipped out of his arms and fell onto the bluestone slab, crying loudly in fright.

Fu Mingdao grabbed his sleeve and pulled it up hard, his little face full of terror, but he couldn't utter a single word.

Leo instantly reverted to its original form, using its massive body to support Fu Qing's back, and let out a low growl.

"Second Madam, come up here quickly!"

Song Nini quickly lifted the two children onto the lion's back, and together with Leo, dragged Fu Qing up as well. Leo then took off running at full speed through the night, and in less than a quarter of an hour, they rushed into the gate of the Shengjing General's Mansion.

"Third Madam, help!"

Suwen was pounding medicine in the pharmacy when she heard the roar of the Leo in the courtyard. She quickly put down the pestle and hurried out.

Upon seeing Fu Qing covered in blood on Leo's back, his pupils immediately contracted.

She laid Fu Qing flat on the stone table in the pharmacy, tore open the shirt at his chest, revealing large purplish-blue palm prints. The Duke of Liang's palm strikes had injured his internal organs, causing varying degrees of damage to all of them.

Suwen immediately took out the two remains and placed them on Fu Qing's chest and dantian respectively, activating the life essence within them with medicinal energy.

A golden and green halo lit up at the same time, illuminating the entire pharmacy as if it were daytime.

The life force of the remains transformed into two warm currents, one protecting the heart meridian and the other stabilizing the dantian, pulling Fu Qing back from the brink of death and saving his life.

Song Yawei rushed out of the house, her face turning deathly pale. She immediately ran over and squatted down next to Fu Qing, reaching out to touch him but not daring to.

"Nini, what's wrong?!"

Song Nini cried as she spoke, recounting the whole story.

Suwen began preparing the medicine, while Leo lay trembling at the pharmacy door.

"He almost lost his life...what a reckless fool!"

...

On the third day at noon, Fu Qing opened his eyes.

The first thing he saw was the roof beam of the pharmacy, and the second was Fu Mingxuan, who was sleeping soundly by the bedside.

The little girl's face was pressed against his arm, and her drool soaked a small patch of his sleeve.

Fu Mingdao sat on the chair next to him, his head nodding off.

He moved his arm.

Fu Mingxuan groggily opened her eyes and saw him looking down at her. She stared blankly for a while, then her lips trembled and tears streamed down her face.

"Father! You're awake! Mother! Father is awake!"

Fu Mingdao was awakened by his sister's cries. He slid off the chair and ran to the bedside. He saw Fu Qing leaning against the headboard, her lips tightly pursed, and her eyes already red.

Fu Qing reached out and gently patted her son on the head. "Have you been helping to take care of your sister these past few days?"

Fu Mingdao nodded vigorously. "Thank you for taking care of me, Dad. Are you still in pain?"

"It doesn't hurt anymore. Your dad's tough; he won't die..."

Fu Qing propped himself up on the bed, his ribs still aching slightly, but much better than before he fainted.

A series of hurried footsteps came from outside the door, and then Suwen walked in carrying a bowl of medicine.

Seeing Fu Qing leaning against the headboard, she paused for a moment, then quickly walked to the bedside, placed the medicine bowl on the small table beside the bed, and reached out to take Fu Qing's wrist to check her pulse.

"Your pulse has stabilized... You were unconscious for three days, lost too much blood, and suffered severe organ damage. If it weren't for those two remains, you would be a corpse by now."

"Thank you so much, you saved me again..."

Did I give you permission to speak?

Suwen sat down on the edge of the bed, glaring at him sideways.

"You were quite pleased with yourself for striking the Golden Body with your Qi, weren't you? Do you know that the Duke of Liang is at the peak of the Golden Body realm? Do you know that he could shatter your internal organs with a single palm strike? Do you know that you were almost dead when you were carried back?"

Her voice remained steady, "You're only alive now because of the life force of those two remains. If you try to die like this again, I won't help you. My research samples don't need a host that throws itself to its death."

Fu Qing blinked, reached out and grabbed her hand. Her hand was icy cold, and there was a thin layer of sweat on her palm.

Before he could speak, two more people rushed in from outside the door.

Song Nini ran ahead and threw herself into Fu Qing's arms, making him groan.

She burst into tears, her tears soaking a patch of the bandage on his chest.

"Brother-in-law, what were you trying to prove?! You were spitting blood and you were still fighting! Do you know your face was white when you rolled off the lion's back?! I called you but you didn't respond! I thought you were dead! My legs went weak with fear!"

Song Yawei followed her to the bedside, stood on the edge of the bed, reached out and touched the gauze on Fu Qing's forehead, let out a long breath, her eyes slightly red.

You scared me to death!

"It's okay, it's okay, you're still alive... Don't cry, your eyes will get swollen if you cry anymore, your daughter is watching you."

He patted Song Nini on the back and said it casually.

Actually, this time it was extremely dangerous. Su Wen was right. If it weren't for the strong vitality of the two remnant stones, he would have almost died.

He looked at Suwen, tightened his grip on her hand, and smiled.

"I didn't mean to be aggressive, but I got so angry when I saw that bastard that I didn't care about anything else. I just wanted to vent my anger and avenge Nini... If you were me, I would have done the same. I guess I'm just a born brute..."

"Oh..."

Suwen snorted coldly and withdrew her hand.

"Your life is your own; you can risk it on whomever you want. I'm going to check if your medicine is ready."

She turned and walked quickly out of the room. When she reached the door, she tripped on the threshold. She straightened up by holding onto the door frame and walked away without looking back.

Fu Mingxuan leaned over the bed, tilting her head to watch her retreating figure, somewhat puzzled.

"Mother, why are Aunt Su's ears so red?"

Fu Mingdao gently tugged at her from the side.

Song Nini raised her tear-streaked face. "Brother-in-law, will the Duke of Liang retaliate against us? He's a duke, much more powerful than you. What if he sends someone to assassinate us? Or colludes with the Imperial Guards to imprison us?"

Fu Qing leaned against the headboard in silence for a while, then spoke softly.

"It's alright, I'll resign. The title of General of Shengjing is just a nominal one. I have no troops or power. Ling Yushu appointed me to this position just to put me in a difficult position. If I resign, we can go live in another country."

Song Yawei was straightening his blood-soaked clothes when she heard this and paused in her actions.

"Are we moving again?"

Fu Qing looked into her eyes,

"It's only temporary. Once I'm strong enough and no longer afraid of open or covert attacks, I'll naturally come back."

He didn't care much about being an official, he had enough money, and he had also obtained the remains of Yasukuni.

The only thing I'll miss is my friends at An Sheng, but as long as I'm alive, we'll meet again someday.

Song Yawei didn't say anything more, folded the blood-stained clothes that were no longer clean, and placed them aside.

"I'll go pack my luggage in a bit."

There was reluctance in her eyes, but even more so, determination. She had followed Fu Qing from Ironblood City to Jingjing, and now that Fu Qing was leaving Jingjing, she would follow him just the same way.

Song Nini chuckled.

"Wherever my brother-in-law goes, I'll go. I'm sticking with him for life..."

Just then, Leo's big, fluffy head poked in through the doorway, with the little braids Fu Mingxuan had just braided for him still stuck in his mane, several crooked braids tied with red thread.

He flicked his mane and said in a deep, muffled voice,

"My lord, someone is looking for you outside. They say they are an old acquaintance of yours."

Fu Qing frowned slightly. He had only been awake for a short time. Who would have gotten the news so quickly?

"Go and bring the person in."