My Flying Nimbus Can Only Be Ridden by Those with Pure Hearts

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Zeng Shushu tried his hardest to explain that his kidneys were perfectly fine, but Hao Shuai didn't give him a chance to argue. He slung an arm around Zeng Shushu's shoulders and comforted him, saying, "Even though you're so young and already having trouble performing, Junior Brother Zeng, we're all fellow disciples. We won't tell anyone."

"Right, Xiao Fan?"

"Ah—oh!" Zhang Xiaofan still had no idea what kidney deficiency was, but out of habit, he went along with Hao Shuai. "We won't tell anyone."

"No, I really—" Zeng Shushu tried to say something, but Hao Shuai cut him off.

"Blood Bodhi might not cure Junior Brother Zeng's unmentionable problem, but don't worry. Your Senior Brother here has another miracle remedy."

As he spoke, Hao Shuai pulled a small porcelain bottle from his robes and placed it in Zeng Shushu's hand.

"This is Liuwei Dihuang Wan. It treats kidney yin deficiency, dizziness and tinnitus, soreness and weakness in the lower back and knees, bone-steaming fever, night sweats, and nocturnal emissions..."

As Hao Shuai listed its benefits, Zeng Shushu—who had initially been quite resistant—unconsciously gripped the little bottle tighter. In the end, he even tucked it carefully into his robes.

"Senior Brother Hao, I should make one thing clear. I didn't take this for myself," Zeng Shushu said. "I took it for— for my dad. Right, I took it for my dad."

Well, then.

For the sake of his pride, Zeng Shushu had even thrown his own father under the cart!

Whether Chief Seat Zeng Shuchang actually needed the stuff was another question.

But speaking of which, Hao Shuai had always wondered: could cultivating immortality prevent kidney deficiency and cure premature ejaculation?

He'd already done research proving that internal energy couldn't help with that sort of thing—unless you practiced some evil