Long Yuan raced through the ancient mountain forest like a cheetah.
"He should be around here..."
Long Yuan guessed that the boy had fallen somewhere nearby.
His speed gradually slowed as his gaze searched the surroundings.
Before long, he found the barely alive Di Fan beneath a small slope.
A large number of broken branches surrounded Di Fan. One could imagine that without those branches cushioning his fall, Di Fan would have been killed by the impact.
"Friend, can you still breathe?"
Long Yuan nimbly leaped through the forest, arrived at Di Fan's side, and crouched down.
Di Fan had already fallen unconscious and could not answer.
Blood continuously spilled from his mouth. He could barely draw breath, and it looked as though he would not live much longer.
"You really hit the jackpot by running into me."
Magic power flowed from within Long Yuan into his palm, and pale green specks of light swirled around his hand.
Like tiny sprites, those green motes cheerfully entered Di Fan's body and healed his injuries.
Long Yuan's expression grew solemn.
He could sense that Di Fan's injuries were severe. His internal organs had all suffered varying degrees of damage, and all twenty-four of his ribs were broken—not one remained intact.
Falling from nearly ten thousand meters in the air was indeed a little too deadly for a weakling at only level 26.
As Long Yuan treated him, he muttered to himself, "Good thing I'm here. If it were Uncle Nan, you'd be beyond saving."
"Hmph. Uncle Nan may be powerful, but when it comes to healing and saving lives, he's far inferior to me."
"Because Uncle Nan is roughly equal to Master, and because I'm greater than Uncle Nan, therefore I'm greater than Master."
"Haha, I've graduated from my master's tutelage~"
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