Greetings, Martial Arts Masters

"Father, there's nothing we can do about this kind of thing; we can only blame bad luck—didn't you always use that phrase to comfort those families? Now it's just my turn." Zhao Jiaren closed his eyes, as if resigned to his fate. "Forgive me for being an unworthy son, unable to repay your kindness in raising me."

In the past, when Zhao Donglai discovered people possessed by Anomalies entities, he would use these words to comfort the victims' families before taking action.

Sometimes, the victims' families don't understand and hurl insults at those who committed the acts, calling them murderers. Zhao Donglai feels quite wronged; he also wants to rescue the victims unharmed, but he's powerless to do so. What can he do if he can't?

But now, Zhao Donglai finally understands the feelings of those family members. If someone were to tell him "please accept my condolences" at this moment, he would definitely fight them to the death.

He only has one son!

It's easy to persuade others to accept their fate, but it's incredibly difficult to persuade yourself to accept your own.

But what good is refusing to accept fate?

There has only ever been one way to deal with Anomalies, and probably only the people of the Three Great Holy Lands can eliminate the Anomalies without harming the host.

But where exactly is he supposed to find the people from the Three Great Holy Lands? Not to mention whether they'd even agree, he doesn't even know where they are. And judging from his son's condition, he clearly doesn't have many days left to live.

At this moment, Liang Zhenhuan suddenly said, "Master, there is someone who might be able to save the young master."

Reminded, Zhao Yili and Zhao Zhixin immediately realized what was happening and blurted out, "The Sick Young Master."

Zhao Donglai's eyes lit up. He didn't know if the mysterious Sick Young Master could save his son, but he had no other choice at the moment. Even if it was just a straw, he had to hold on to it tightly.

Liang Zhenhuan then reminded him, "Master, we did refuse them, even though they didn't say anything, but..."

"At a time like this, what's the point of saving face? As long as Jiaren can be saved, admitting I was blind, even kowtowing to him is fine—none of that matters!"

Fearing that his son wouldn't be able to hold out for long, Zhao Donglai immediately mobilized all the disciples of the Origin Return Sect, and even his own personal connections, to search the entire city for the whereabouts of Si Ming and the others.

Fortunately, Si Ming hadn't gone too far due to his injuries. He booked a room at an inn in the city. This inn was owned by one of the owners from the previous caravan. Upon seeing that this mysterious Sick Young Master could stay as long as he wanted.

"Young Master Sima, please, you must save my son."

For his son, Zhao Donglai was willing to risk everything, even kneeling down whenever he saw Si Ming.

"Hey, don't give me that crap. I have no interest in watching others kneel," Si Ming, using his True Qi to hold the other person's knees up so they couldn't kneel. "Just say it, what is it?"

Zhao Donglai then recounted his son's condition, and asked hopefully, "Does the young master have any way to save him?"

Si Ming thought for a moment. The Blazing Sun True Qi should be able to destroy the Anomalies. Although he didn't have much True Qi available to mobilize, the opponent was just an Anomalies, not Monster Race.

He was about to agree when he received Secret Voice Transmission from Si Jingyu, so he coughed twice and said sternly, "I have the method, but what price will you pay?"

Upon Zhao Donglai's face lit up with joy, and he quickly replied, "No matter the cost, as long as it's within my power, I'll agree!"

"To be honest, I don't care about any of what you have. I'm willing to treat you for free, but I hate trouble. I've seen too many cases where a small favor is appreciated but a large one is resented. If I set a precedent for you, countless people will come to me for help. They'll think I'm a natural-born good Samaritan, which is not the kind of development I want."

Zhao Donglai, being a seasoned veteran, naturally understood the implication in Si Ming's words: the price the other party was going to ask for would likely be extremely high, because only in this way could they intimidate others and make them consider whether they could afford the same price before seeking help.

"I would gladly give up the Origin Return Sect if it could save my son."

"What I want is indeed related to your Origin Return Sect, but not the position of sect leader. I have no interest in that. You should continue to hold onto your position. Cough cough, what are you still standing here for? Lead the way, lives are at stake."

Chapter 339 Greetings, fellow martial arts masters

When Si Ming saw the distorted and ever-changing human face patterns on Zhao Jiaren's back, he also felt a little disgusted, especially since these human faces kept making strange "coo coo," "da da," and "ji ji" laughs, making him want to yell "Screw you!" But in order to maintain the unfathomable image of the Sick Young Master, he could only pretend to be indifferent.

"Did you always kill people directly when dealing with Anomalies in the past?"

Zhao Donglai sighed, "This is something we can't do; we don't know of any other solutions."

That being said, he would absolutely not agree to anyone telling him that there was nothing he could do right now.

This is human nature. Many self-righteous people advise victims to let go of hatred and earnestly tell others to learn to be tolerant, simply because it wasn't their family members who died. Why not be generous with other people's money?

"Ahem, the Anomalies isn't insurmountable, as long as your Internal Cultivation is deep enough," Si Ming.

The Anomalies before him was nothing compared to the ghost girl he encountered at school. Not only could the girl not move freely, but she couldn't even possess someone's body. She could only parasitize and absorb their life essence. The difference between the two was as great as that between an infant who couldn't walk and an adult. Even if it wasn't a special Internal Cultivation like Blazing Sun True Qi, which had a specific restraining effect, an ordinary Internal Cultivation at level seven could destroy its source.

Of course, Zhao Donglai, the strongest in Internal Cultivation in the Origin Return Sect, had only reached level six. Among renowned masters, he was known for his Internal Cultivation. Therefore, when ordinary martial arts sects encountered Anomalies, the only solution was to kill the host as well.

Si Ming reached out to touch Zhao Jiaren, who had fallen into a coma.

Zhao Donglai wanted to remind them that "the Anomalies has the ability to transfer and spread its infection," but when he thought of the other party's "unfathomable" nature, he swallowed his words.

When Si Ming's hand touched Zhao Jiaren's back, the human face patterns on it swarmed towards him like sharks smelling blood. But what greeted them was the Blazing Sun True Qi that could destroy evil and purify. In an instant, it was like a branding iron being plunged into snow, instantly melting and evaporating it.

In the blink of an eye, the facial markings were completely wiped away, as if they had never existed.

After absorbing the Anomalies source, the Blazing Sun True Qi transformed into its own power and returned to replenish itself. Si Ming secretly curled his lip because the increase was very slight, not even reaching the Level Two Internal Cultivation.

However, even this meager amount of power enabled Si Ming's Internal Cultivation, which had already reached the peak of level seven, to advance to level eight. In addition, his sealed Cultivation Body was also restored to a considerable extent, reaching 20%.

"This... is cured?"

Zhao Donglai looked bewildered, feeling as if the other party had simply pressed a button, and the pattern had disappeared, along with the unpleasant aura.

That's way too fast! Even if the medicine is supposed to cure everything, at least show us the medicine first. It feels like they just took our pulse and the illness was cured.

"Hmm, but the patient has had a lot of Primal Qi drained, so he needs to be properly nourished from now on." Si Ming glanced at his fingers, wondering if it was just his imagination, but the other person's constitution seemed a bit special.

When the news spread, the entire Origin Return Sect was in an uproar. Zhao Donglai's wife wiped away tears and thanked him repeatedly, almost kneeling down to kowtow.

Zhao Donglai escorted Si Ming to the door and said, "Young Master Sima, thank you so much. I don't know what to say. Please rest assured, I will never go back on my promise."

Si Ming, "I'm completely at ease about that; I'm never worried that you'll change your mind."

Zhao Donglai smiled wryly upon hearing this. Based on the other party's actions, he indeed dared not break the contract. There are some people you can "negotiate" with, but there are others with whom you must keep your promises without any room for negotiation.