The young man's expression froze when he heard that. "Uh, that's a little expensive, Divine Physician. I don't have enough money."
Xuanxiao replied, "What the heck? Not enough money?" As he spoke, he teleported directly behind the young man and tapped him with one finger, sealing all his meridians and Spiritual Power. "Since you don't have enough money, you can stay here and carry water. Carry water for me—one purple crystal for three years. Hmm, I'll let you go when you've saved up enough."
The young man said, "Divine Physician, this is... a little excessive, isn't it?"
Xuanxiao threw his head back and laughed. "As they say, a physician should have a parent's heart. Hmm, you're penniless now. If I let you out and you starve to death, what then? You might as well stay and work for me. I'll provide you with three full meals a day."
The young man's face darkened. "Divine Physician, I'll tell you the truth. I'm a disciple of the Sword Emperor. If my master finds out that you captured me, he might come looking for you. He's a Saint-level expert."
Xuanxiao laughed heartily. "Zi Wuji, come here. He says he's your disciple. Hmm, why don't you pay his medical bill for him?"
Zi Wuji said, "Kid, who are you? I don't know you."
Xuanxiao laughed loudly. "The Sword Emperor, Zi Wuji, is standing guard at my place. You're sure you said he was your master? Hmm, why doesn't he know you?"
The young man was utterly bewildered. "Uh... can we not talk about this anymore? I know I was wrong, all right? I'll go carry water..."
At that moment, Zi Wuji suddenly said, "This kid was born with a sword bone. Having him carry water would be a waste... How about I take him