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Upon entering the inner hall of the Li residence, a strong stench of blood and a bitter medicinal smell assaulted the senses.

On the carved bed, Li Han lay ashen-faced, his eyes closed, his breathing barely audible.

Although the area where his chest had collapsed had been treated with emergency hemostasis and bone fixation by several pharmacists, no one dared to touch his completely shattered and collapsed dantian and severed meridians.

Li Yunheng strode forward, his knees buckling as he nearly knelt again, his face filled with sorrow as he pleaded:

"Mr. Mo, my son has suffered severe injuries and is only hanging on by a thread."

Please, sir, use your divine healing powers to save my child!

"What's the rush?"

Chen Changsheng remained calm and unhurried as he walked to the bedside.

He extended two fingers and placed them on Li Han's icy wrist, examining them intently for a moment before withdrawing his hands and standing with his hands behind his back.

"The sternum has slightly recovered, but the internal organs have shifted. The most troublesome thing is that eighteen major meridians in the body are severed, and several cracks have also been torn in the dantian. Xuan power is constantly leaking out through the wounds."

Chen Changsheng spoke slowly in a hoarse voice, "No wonder those quack doctors were helpless. If they rashly used their internal energy to forcibly reconnect the pulse, it would only hasten the collapse of the dantian."

Hearing Chen Changsheng pinpoint the location of the ailment, Li Yunheng became even more convinced of the man's abilities and quickly asked, "Sir, do you have a way to save me?"

"Of course."

Chen Changsheng snorted coldly, turned to look at Li Yunheng, and said, "Bring me paper and pen."

"I need eighteen kinds of spiritual herbs. If even one is missing or the herb is out of season, I won't be able to reconnect the meridians."

Li Yunheng dared not delay for even a moment and immediately ordered his servants to prepare paper and pen.

Chen Changsheng quickly wrote down the names of eighteen medicinal herbs.

Although these medicinal herbs are somewhat scarce, it is not difficult for the Li family, a prominent family in Cangwu City, to gather them even if they exhaust their entire reserves.

In no time at all, eighteen kinds of high-quality medicinal herbs were respectfully delivered into the room.

"You may all step back."

Chen Changsheng flicked his sleeve and coldly issued the order, "When I am reconstructing my meridians, I will not tolerate any noise or disturbance."

"Seal off the area within thirty paces of this courtyard. Anyone who dares to trespass and disturb my cultivation will be held responsible for any death or injury."

"Yes, sir! Rest assured, I will personally guard the courtyard and ensure that not even a fly gets in!"

Li Yunheng nodded repeatedly, then led Li Yaochen and the others to quickly leave the room and slammed the door shut.

The area outside the courtyard was heavily guarded.

Li Yunheng paced anxiously in the courtyard, his hands clenched into fists, cold sweat constantly soaking his palms.

While Li Yaochen, the chief alchemist of the Li family, was equally nervous, a glint of shrewdness flashed in his eyes.

He stood under the corridor, quietly took out a crystal-clear communication jade talisman from his sleeve, and secretly inserted a wisp of his divine sense into it, sending a message to an old friend from his sect who had been with him for many years in the Eastern Region.

Although Mo Yuan's silk vein fire control technique was flawless, Li Yaochen still felt a touch of seasoned caution when it came to the life of the young master of the Li family, and wanted to verify the secret of the Medicine King Valley from a hundred years ago.

During the long wait, time slipped away little by little.

About half an hour later, the communication jade talisman in Li Yaochen's hand suddenly trembled slightly and lit up with a gentle blue light.

Li Yaochen quickly immersed his consciousness into it, and the next moment, his pupils suddenly contracted, and he gasped!

The jade talisman carried an extremely certain reply from an old friend in the Eastern Region: A hundred years ago, Medicine King Valley did indeed have a disciple with extraordinary talent who was framed by his fellow disciples for the crime of betraying his master and ancestors.

His master died on the spot, and the disciple was stripped of half of his power and expelled from the valley, disappearing from the Eastern Region ever since!

"It's actually true!"

Li Yaochen's hands trembled violently, and the last trace of doubt and vigilance in his heart vanished in an instant!

He quickly strode to Li Yunheng's side and said excitedly in a low voice:

"Patriarch! I have just used my connections in the Eastern Region to verify this!"

There are indeed records in the Eastern Region that a hundred years ago, Medicine King Valley had a peerless genius who was unjustly expelled, and whose name and background are exactly the same as those of Elder Mo!

Upon hearing this, Li Yunheng trembled, his eyes gleaming with dazzling light: "So... Mr. Mo is truly a peerless alchemist from Medicine King Valley who has fallen to the mortal world?"

"Absolutely true!"

Li Yaochen wiped the sweat from his forehead, sighing deeply, "Young Master, meeting Elder Mo is truly an incredible stroke of luck!"

The two exchanged a glance and both saw the ecstasy and relief in each other's eyes.

Just as the two were still reeling from the shock, a creaking sound

The door, which had been closed for half an hour, was finally slowly pushed open.

Chen Changsheng's face was slightly pale, his forehead was covered with beads of sweat, his hands trembled slightly, and he exuded a sense of exhaustion from overdrawing his profound energy.

"Mr. Mo!" Li Yunheng and Li Yaochen hurriedly went to greet him.

"I have successfully completed my mission."

Chen Changsheng wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve, his voice hoarse and slightly weak, "I think I snatched your son's life back from the clutches of the King of Hell."

Li Yunheng was so excited that he trembled all over. He didn't care about anything else and stepped directly into the room.

The pungent smell of blood had long been replaced by a refreshing medicinal aroma.

Li Han's chest, which had been sunken on the bed, had now straightened up again, and a rosy color had miraculously appeared on his face, which had been as pale as paper. His breathing had also become even and steady.

Li Yunheng reached out with trembling hands, grasped his son's pulse, and gasped in shock upon examining it.

The major meridians that were originally severed were miraculously and ingeniously reconnected by a magical medicinal power!

Not only that, the crack in the dantian that was on the verge of collapse and explosion was now firmly sealed by a layer of soft medicinal film that emitted a light golden light, and there was no longer any sign of leakage of qi and blood or essence in the body!

This technique is simply turning the rotten into the miraculous!

Of course, this light golden medicinal film was a deliberate technique left by Chen Changsheng.

He did not completely cure and repair Li Han's dantian in one go, but left a fatal hidden danger.

He could remove the medicinal film at any time if he wanted, causing Li Han's dantian to shatter completely once again.

Only in this way can the entire Li family be firmly held in the palm of one's hand.

Just then, Li Han, lying on the bed, trembled slightly with his eyelashes and slowly opened his weak eyes.

"Father... Father..."

Hearing this long-awaited call, Li Yunheng, who had endured days of despair and torment, could no longer hold back. His eyes reddened, and tears streamed down his face: "Han'er! You're awake! You've finally woken up!"

"Father...my wounds..."

As Li Han felt his blood and qi re-forming within him, an intense hatred blazed in his eyes. His teeth gritted together, "The one who hurt me... Chen Changsheng... I want him dead! I want to tear him to pieces!"

Seeing the burning vengeful fervor in his son's eyes, Li Yunheng gripped Li Han's hand tightly, his gaze incredibly sinister and resolute:

"Don't worry, Han'er! With Physician Mo Yuan here, your recovery is just around the corner!"

"When you recover, I will personally bring Chen Changsheng to you, so you can avenge this blood feud!"

Chen Changsheng rested leisurely in the VIP room specially set up by the Li family until the evening of the next day.

Yesterday, he forcibly used the method of regenerating his meridians. Although it was mostly a performance for Li Yunheng's benefit, it did consume some of his original vital energy.

As the last rays of the setting sun bathed the windowpane, Chen Changsheng stretched and rose from the couch. He then heard Mu Qing'er's somewhat curious and mischievous voice from deep within his consciousness:

"Chen Changsheng, the story you made up yesterday about Mo Yuan, the abandoned disciple of Medicine King Valley, really fooled those two idiots."

However… I am a little curious, you seem to know far too much about the old grudges of Medicine King Valley from many years ago, don’t you?

Even their unique fire-controlling techniques match; could it be that you truly have some connection with Medicine King Valley?

Chen Changsheng walked to the table, picked up the teacup, took a sip, smiled inwardly, and responded with his divine sense:

"There's no such thing as old or not. You casually mentioned a few ancient fragments from Medicine King Valley, which happened to contain some basic information about the Silk Vein Fire Control Technique."

As for the grudges from many years ago... it was just a fabrication based on the old news you mentioned, following Li Yaochen's preconceived notions.

These ordinary alchemists in the lower realms are most fond of chasing rumors and speculations. Give them even 30% truth, and they'll fill in the remaining 70% in their minds.

Mu Qing'er chuckled in her mind's eye: "You little rascal, you're getting more and more cunning."

If those old fogies in Medicine King Valley knew that you had replaced their mortal enemy's descendant like this, they'd probably be so angry they'd crawl out of the ground.

Chen Changsheng's lips curled slightly beneath his gray robe. Without saying another word, he straightened his clothes and stepped out of the pavilion.

Outside the door, Li Yunheng, the head of the Li family, had been waiting respectfully with his steward for quite some time.

Upon seeing Chen Changsheng push open the door and emerge, Li Yunheng immediately greeted him with a beaming smile, bowing deeply.

"Mr. Mo, are you finally awake? I wonder if you have recovered the energy and blood you consumed yesterday?"

"I have already ordered the finest spiritual food and tea to be prepared in the inner hall. I would also like to ask you, sir, to check on Han'er's recovery today."

"Let's go."

Chen Changsheng stood with his hands behind his back, nodded slightly, and remained indifferent.

The group quickly arrived at Li Han's bedroom.

However, as soon as Chen Changsheng stepped into the room, his brows furrowed slightly.

Besides the strong smell of herbs, the room also had an incredibly rich and mellow fragrance.

Chen Changsheng's gaze swept across the room and instantly landed on a beautiful jade bowl placed on a low table beside the couch. The bowl contained half a bowl of thick, dark red medicinal soup.

Chen Changsheng stepped forward, picked up the jade bowl, and sniffed it lightly. The next moment, his originally calm face suddenly changed, and his eyes burst with piercing anger!

"Snapped!"

Chen Changsheng slammed the jade bowl heavily onto the low table, causing the medicinal soup inside to splash violently out!

"Damn it! Who did this?"

Chen Changsheng pointed at the half-bowl of medicinal soup and shouted sternly, "Thousand-year-old blood ginseng! Who fed this brat that?!"

Seeing Doctor Mo suddenly erupt in fury, Li Yunheng trembled with fear and hurriedly stepped forward to explain:

"Mr. Mo, please calm down!"

My wife, out of love for her son, saw that Han'er looked weak and had insufficient blood and energy, so she took it upon herself to secretly take the thousand-year-old blood ginseng from the storeroom and stew it into a bowl of ginseng soup for Han'er... but she only fed him two mouthfuls..."

"Two bites? What a wonderful two bites!"

Chen Changsheng slammed his fist on the table, his gray robe fluttering, and pointed at Li Yunheng's nose, launching into a tirade of abuse:

You fools!

Yesterday, I went through countless hardships and finally managed to use eighteen kinds of cold and cooling medicines to forcibly reconnect and seal his broken meridians!

This thousand-year-old blood ginseng is an extremely yang and violent substance, incomparably fierce!

The violent medicinal power surged into my meridians, clashing violently with the medicinal power I had left behind—it was like destroying a dam to remove sand!

"Let alone two bites, even half a bite would be enough to make his newly connected meridians swell and crack again!"

"Is this what you call loving your son? This is just self-righteous patricide!"

Chen Changsheng grew angrier as he spoke, his face turning bright red, and his spittle almost sprayed all over Li Yunheng's face:

"I hate people like you who think you're so clever the most!"

Since your Li family believes you understand medicine better than I do, I will not treat this illness! Farewell!

After saying that, Chen Changsheng turned around and strode towards the door!

This scathing rebuke was like a thunderbolt, leaving the dignified and tyrannical head of the Li family in Cangwu City utterly humiliated and ashen-faced!

Seeing that Doctor Mo was really about to leave, Li Yunheng was so frightened that he was no longer concerned about the dignity and face of the family head.

He hurriedly scrambled after him, collapsing heavily to his knees at Chen Changsheng's feet with a thud, clutching Chen Changsheng's clothes tightly, and kowtowing violently with a sob in his voice:

"Sir, please calm down! Sir, please calm down!"

It was Li's fault for not managing his household properly! It was that ignorant woman who made the mistake and caused the trouble!

All the mistakes are Li's fault!

"Please, sir, have pity on my innocent child and save him!"

Li Han, lying on the bed, was also terrified, his face ashen. Enduring the excruciating pain, he struggled and pleaded, "Mr. Mo... please... save this junior..."

Chen Changsheng stood at the doorway, looking down coldly at Li Yunheng, who was kneeling on the ground admitting his mistake and whose face was ashen, without speaking immediately.

The entire room fell into an extremely oppressive silence.

Just when Li Yunheng was terrified and thought there was no hope of survival.

Chen Changsheng suddenly turned his head, his gaze passing through the open door and landing on the ancient tree in the center of the courtyard, which was half withered and half flourishing. He was slightly stunned, and his eyes revealed a deep sense of vicissitude and loneliness.

Chen Changsheng stood there for a long time, then let out a deep sigh.

"Never mind..."

Chen Changsheng's voice became hoarse, filled with endless sorrow and reminiscence, "When I was framed by villains and expelled from Medicine King Valley... my unfortunate young son was also seriously ill."

At that time, I was being hunted by a powerful enemy and wandered in the wilderness. I could only watch helplessly as he breathed his last in my arms, and no one could save him...

Chen Changsheng turned around, looked at Li Han on the bed, and his eyes seemed to well up with a slight mist. He murmured to himself:

"The way your son looked on his sickbed... and how similar he was to my youngest son who died young..."

Li Yunheng was incredibly astute, and upon hearing this, his heart skipped a beat!

He looked at Mo Yuan, who was immersed in painful memories, and then at his son on the bed. A thunderbolt flashed through his mind!

This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!

If we could completely bind this peerless expert from the Medicine King Valley's unparalleled lineage to the Li family...

The Li family will rise to prominence not only in Cangwu City, but throughout the entire Eastern Region!

Without the slightest hesitation, Li Yunheng crawled half a step on his knees and kowtowed deeply to Chen Changsheng again, passionately proclaiming:

"Sir! Han'er is about the same age as your deceased son, and has been saved by you twice. This is a great fate!"

I, Li, humbly request Mr. Mo... to accept Han'er as his adopted son!

Let Han'er fulfill her filial duties in place of her teacher, thus completing the fatherly love that her teacher could not fully express back then!

Upon hearing this, Chen Changsheng's expression changed slightly, and he waved his hands repeatedly to decline, saying, "No, no!"

"I have wandered for half my life, and my sins are heavy. How can I casually adopt a son?"

"teacher!"

Li Yunheng was so anxious he almost swore an oath, and sternly shouted at Li Han on the bed, "Han'er! Hurry up and pay your respects to your godfather!"

Although Li Han was in excruciating pain all over his body, he had already understood his father's intention. He immediately gritted his teeth and, with the steward's desperate support, forced himself to kneel on the bed. He respectfully performed the traditional father-worship ceremony for Chen Changsheng and loudly proclaimed:

"Your son, Li Han, pays respects to my godfather!"

I am willing to serve my adoptive father faithfully, without any disloyalty!

Seeing Li Han forcefully bow despite the excruciating pain, the "difficulty" on Chen Changsheng's face gradually faded, replaced by a feeling of being moved and excited as if something had been lost and then regained.

With trembling hands, he stepped forward to support Li Han, and sighed with tears streaming down his face, "Good...good child!"

Get up, get up quickly! Don't hurt your meridians!

Chen Changsheng sat down on the armchair beside the couch, accepting Li Han's bow with a kind expression.

"Congratulations, Master! Congratulations to Elder Mo on the birth of your beloved son!"

Upon seeing this, the steward and the guards around him all knelt down and shouted their congratulations with joy.

Li Yunheng couldn't stop smiling; his guilt and fear transformed into boundless joy and gratitude.

In his view, although feeding the blood ginseng without permission was a dangerous and disastrous incident, it inadvertently brought out Mo Yuan's inner conflict and brought about this incredible opportunity!

As Chen Changsheng sat upright in the grand chair receiving the obeisance, he used the gesture of stroking his long beard to conceal the extremely cold and sarcastic smile on his lips.

Godfather? Godson?

In his heart, Chen Changsheng sneered repeatedly.

The first trap was used to lure the enemy, the second trap was used to lure them in, and now, by taking advantage of the adoption of a son, they have completely placed themselves in the heart of the Li family.

In this game of chess, the Li family father and son are already death row inmates awaiting execution, yet they are still expressing gratitude to their executioners!