Wind and Cloud Stirring

The invincible—oh, no, physically frail Jia Baoyu collapsed.

And he would have to remain bedridden for several days.

This was how it happened: at first, Jia Baoyu saw the water-made Sister Lin and Sister Bao turn into fierce warriors. His heart clenched, and he fainted.

It was nothing serious. He would wake up shortly.

But Lin Daiyu and Xue Baochai could hardly leave this "Second Master Bao" unconscious like that. They each lifted him onto the table and directly poured true qi into him, intending to soothe his injuries.

The ordinary true qi cultivated through most martial arts in the world possessed some soothing and healing effects.

Except for the Mighty Monkey King Fist.

Lin Daiyu and Xue Baochai did not know this. The martial arts practiced by the Thirteen Guardians were all based on the Monkey King Fist—even Wang Xifeng had changed hers—so they shared the same origins. Naturally, using their qi to heal one another posed no problem.

But it was different for others.

Their true qi was incomparably overbearing. Even ordinary body-tempering martial artists might not be able to withstand it.

Let alone Jia Baoyu, a pseudo-rank martial artist fed into his position.

After only a slight infusion, Jia Baoyu vomited blood again and suffered internal injuries on the spot.

The two immediately summoned the household physician. When word got out, Grandmother Jia was both anxious and furious, calling Lin Daiyu and Xue Baochai over to kneel as punishment.

Naturally, Lin Daiyu and Xue Baochai held Grandmother Jia in the highest respect. Without a word, they knelt.

What was the big deal?

Even if they merely had to kneel like this, never mind if a huge stone were placed on them, they could kneel for three days and three nights without so much as swaying.

Sun Wukong,