A Lavish Move!

No one in the Xiao Family was surprised when Wei Yang said he was a local of Wu Tan City.

After their previous transaction involving the purchase of a large quantity of first-tier medicinal ingredients, they had already secretly investigated Wei Yang's background.

With the Xiao Family's influence as the local powerhouse, investigating information on a native of Wu Tan City was naturally a simple matter.

Moreover, Wei Yang had already gained some renown as a physician several years ago.

Using that as a lead, it had been easy to uncover a great deal of information about Wei Yang. They had basically grasped everything, including his date of birth and the identities of his parents.

"My parents unfortunately passed away when I was young. They perished in the Magic Beast Mountain Range. I was only six that year."

Wei Yang's gaze grew somewhat distant. "Back then, I felt lost and confused about this world... I had only just begun cultivating Dou Qi, and there was no one to guide me..."

He then looked at Xiao Yan, clarity returning to his eyes as he smiled. "Over the next two years, your reputation gradually began to spread throughout Wu Tan City. I hope you won't laugh at me, Brother Xiao Yan, but I regarded you as someone to chase after back then. I often asked about you and used you as the motivation to keep striving forward."

"It was precisely because of that that I have managed to achieve this little bit today."

Everyone fell silent.

They had never expected Physician Wei to be Xiao Yan's... little fanboy?

Naturally, they did not know the term "little fanboy," but the meaning was roughly the same.

What Wei Yang said was actually half true and half false.

When he had first arrived in this world, he truly had regarded Xiao Yan as the goal of his own struggle and hard work. That was true.

He had cultivated Dou Qi diligently because he did not want to fall too far behind Xiao Yan.

That was how he had finally become a Dou Zhe at the age of twelve.

It was both a comparison and a source of motivation.

In the corner, Gu Xun'er secretly rolled her eyes after hearing Wei Yang's words.

You call this achieving only a little?

That's far too modest.

Not just in Wu Tan City—even throughout the entire Jia Ma Empire, his talent and accomplishments were enough to make him famous across the empire.

Even in the Central Plains, he would still be considered quite outstanding.

Perhaps because she cared for what Xiao Yan cared for, hearing that Wei Yang admired Xiao Yan so highly and held him in such regard made Gu Xun'er find him far more pleasing to the eye.

The deeply concealed indifference in the depths of her eyes also melted a little.

At the same time, she somewhat admired this young man.

He had lost both parents at the age of six and made it this far alone. He must have endured many hardships along the way.

"I..." Xiao Yan opened his mouth. Faced with Wei Yang's words and the goodwill in his gaze, he could not help feeling increasingly awkward.

It had come too suddenly!

How embarrassing!

Xiao Yan's face flushed slightly.

I, Xiao Yan, had plenty of fans back then. That wasn't strange.

If it had been two or three years ago, Xiao Yan could have accepted such praise without a second thought.

But now, he felt incomparably embarrassed.

He truly had no face to respond to it or face it!

How times had changed...

At the same time, a trace of emotion and warmth rose in his heart.

Who would have thought? Who would have thought?

I, Xiao Yan, have fallen so low, yet there is still a fan who supports and remembers me...

I'm touched!

For Xiao Yan, who had tasted the warmth and coldness of human nature over the past two years, Wei Yang's words undoubtedly moved and warmed him.

Those people who had once flattered and praised him—where were they now?

Only Physician Wei was my true die-hard fan!

He had withstood the test of time.

Xiao Yan's thoughts ran wild, and in an instant, he imagined all sorts of things.

A child who had lost his parents at the age of six, like a little beast curled up in a corner on a dark, cold, rainy night, shivering miserably.

Then, in order to survive, the child had no choice but to cultivate diligently and make himself stronger so he would not be bullied.

Day after day, he shed sweat without fearing hardship or suffering, his little face always filled with determination and seriousness.

Whenever he was about to be unable to hold on, the child would think of me, Xiao Yan, and find the motivation to continue cultivating...

Uh, perhaps Xun'er is also one of my true die-hard fans.

Just then.

A delicate little hand quietly slipped through his sleeve and gently pressed against his tightly clenched palm.

Xiao Yan glanced to the side, and Gu Xun'er playfully blinked at him.

Warmth rose in Xiao Yan's heart once more. His gaze softened, and the gloom and bitterness between his brows seemed to dissipate considerably.

Gu Xun'er was also very happy to see this. It had been a long time since she had seen Brother Xiao Yan in a better mood, and she even began to feel somewhat grateful to Wei Yang.

She did not dare tell Xiao Yan about Wei Yang's true strength and cultivation level.

She feared that Xiao Yan's hard-won improvement in mood would suffer a severe blow because of it.

What did it feel like to one day be far surpassed by one's own fan?

It would probably hurt even worse than a critical hit.

The way Xiao Yan looked at Wei Yang became much kinder and more earnest.

He was no longer as absent-minded and unconcerned as before.

But when he noticed the teasing and mocking gazes of the surrounding clansmen, he gave a self-deprecating smile and lowered his head.

Eyes on his nose, nose on his heart, he said nothing...

Seeing this, Wei Yang also withdrew his gaze.

"Ahem." The Great Elder coughed, breaking the silence in the hall.

This was not the time to be lost in thought.

Xiao Zhan also came back to his senses. He looked at Xiao Yan with some tenderness before turning to Wei Yang, his expression somewhat awkward.

He smiled at Wei Yang, a trace of bitterness and regret flashing across his face as he sighed. "As for my son's current condition... I fear it will disappoint Physician Wei."

The three elders remained silent, faint mockery flashing across their faces.

Wei Yang, however, waved it off indifferently and said to Xiao Zhan in a gentle voice, "I have heard about Brother Xiao Yan's situation as well. It is indeed unfortunate and regrettable... but perhaps recovery is not entirely impossible. Patriarch Xiao need not worry too much."

Xiao Zhan's eyes brightened slightly, but he soon nodded with a bitter smile. "Then I shall accept Physician Wei's auspicious words. I hope that is the case."

Over the past two years, he had tried too many times. He had invited countless physicians and even alchemists to examine Xiao Yan, yet none had found a solution.

There had been too many failures and disappointments. Now, he scarcely dared to hold onto hope, though he simply could not bring himself to give up.

At this moment, a clansman led several servants into the hall, carrying a large round table.

The Xiao Family members all turned their gazes toward Wei Yang.

Wei Yang rose to his feet, walked to the table, and casually waved his hand.

Clatter, clatter—

A large pile of jade bottles appeared, stacked neatly across the tabletop until it was completely full. At a rough glance, there were no fewer than one hundred and fifty of them.

"This!" Xiao Zhan abruptly stood up, his face filled with shock.

Whoosh—

The three elders and many members of the Xiao Family also rose to their feet, their eyes fixed firmly on those jade bottles.

A faint medicinal fragrance drifted through the air, filling the entire hall.

"These are?" Xiao Zhan looked at Wei Yang, his expression one of disbelief and excitement.

"The jade bottles contain Grade 1 Pills, one hundred and sixty-three in total."

Wei Yang smiled as he explained, "I would like to entrust these pills to your Xiao Family for sale. What do you think?"

"Hiss—"

A chorus of sharp breaths rang out.

The Xiao Family members' faces instantly reddened. Even their eyes began to turn somewhat red.

Grade 1 Pills!

One hundred and sixty-three of them!?

What a lavish move!

Am I dreaming?

These were pills!

So many Grade 1 Pills were displayed openly before them. How could they possibly not be excited?

"Some of these pills stop bleeding, some heal injuries, some restore Qi, some assist with cultivation, and some detoxify..."

Wei Yang returned to his seat, took a sip of tea, and said casually, "I did not label them one by one. That would have been too troublesome. I trust you can distinguish them yourselves."