Wasting Heavenly Resources

The two black-armored knights moved with extreme agility; one lifted his shoulders while the other took his arms, and Li Yunjing's weight of one hundred and forty or fifty catties did not cause them the slightest strain.

The two figures swayed, swiftly tossing Li Yunjing into the carriage of the last wagon.

These two, Yu San and Yu Si, were also wearing straw rain capes, but they were already soaked through by the downpour.

Clearly, compared to the cultivation of Steward Li, these guards were not worth mentioning.

The carriage was spacious enough to accommodate three or five people without any issues.

Inside the last carriage, dry rations, sundries, iron pots, and water buckets were piled up.

These were the supplies prepared for the long journey.

At this moment, the supplies in the carriage were less than half full, which was enough to settle Li Yunjing in.

The caravan continued its journey at a steady, unhurried pace, and Li Yunjing's appearance did not cause the slightest disruption.

After Steward Li exchanged a few words with the young mistress, he came to the last carriage and couldn't help but click his tongue in wonder at the sight of Li Yunjing's miserable state.

"Kid, you've got a tough life! You didn't even die after being struck by lightning!"

As the old man examined Li Yunjing's injuries, he muttered to himself, "You're quite lucky, too! You ran into our young mistress! Who doesn't know that the young mistress of the Yu Family in Yueming City has the kindest heart?"

"Splash, splash!"

The heavy rain continued to fall outside, and the old man found a rag to wipe Li Yunjing's body clean.

He then checked Li Yunjing's pulse and felt his bones.

After confirming Li Yunjing's condition, Steward Li carefully took out a set of silver needles.

The needles were as thin as ox hair, and with a rapid flick of his wrist, Steward Li silently inserted them into various acupuncture points on Li Yunjing's body.

After finishing the acupuncture, Steward Li hesitated for a moment, but finally, with a pained expression, he took out a jade bottle.

"What a sin, to waste such a holy healing medicine on you!"

Steward Li grumbled, pulling out the stopper.

Instantly, a refreshing fragrance permeated the carriage.

He carefully poured a cyan pill from the jade bottle.

Steward Li held it in his hand, pondered for a moment, and finally sighed.

"Sigh! I'll just consider it as having lost a precious pill!"

Steward Li's gaunt cheeks twitched as he quickly replaced the stopper and tucked the jade bottle back into his robes.

Only then did he grit his teeth, pry open Li Yunjing's mouth, and force the thumb-sized pill down his throat.

"Kid! Now that you've taken my Yu Family's Heart-Protecting Pill, even if King Yama himself comes, he won't be able to take your life."

Watching Li Yunjing's breathing slightly stabilize, Steward Li muttered to himself.

After confirming that Li Yunjing's condition was stable, Steward Li removed the silver needles, left behind a set of servant's clothes for him, and then left with peace of mind.

This road was the only path to the Divine Firmament Dao Sect.

In the secular world, the Divine Firmament Dao Sect was known only by name, its immortals never seen.

Except for some noble clans, wealthy families, and royal houses with ancient lineages, ordinary people rarely knew the true news of the Divine Firmament Dao Sect, and naturally, they could not find this ancient road that had existed for tens of thousands of years.

But anyone who knew the specific location of the Divine Firmament Dao Sect was certainly no ordinary person!

How could one hope to enter an immortal sect without ability?

To become a disciple of an immortal sect, one must be a one-in-a-million genius with top-tier talent.

Just like the young mistress of their Yu Family!

"Who is this kid?"

This thought flashed through Steward Li's mind.

If he hadn't checked Li Yunjing from head to toe and realized that this person was merely a somewhat sturdy martial artist, he would have thought he came from a cultivation family like their own.

Such a small fry was not even as capable as the knights of the Yu Family.

Naturally, he had no ability to cause any trouble.

Steward Li, of course, had no interest in keeping a constant watch on Li Yunjing.

After exiting the carriage and reporting to the young mistress that the boy would not die, the steward took up his post guarding the side of the carriage.

He had to follow by her side at all times to protect the young mistress's safety.

After all, these deep mountains and old forests were not Yueming City.

This was not the Yu Family's home base, so how could he dare to be negligent?

If an accident occurred, how would he answer to the head of the family?

Yueming City was three thousand miles away, and the journey ahead was filled with wind and frost.

Even for a top-tier family like the Yu Family, the journey here had not been peaceful.

At this moment, with the destination finally in sight, if anything were to go wrong, Steward Li's lowly life would not be enough to pay the price!

The night was long, and the rain had poured for hours, shifting from a torrential downpour to a light, steady drizzle.

The caravan had not stopped to rest, clearly indicating that the people of the Yu Family were in a great hurry and dared not waste a single moment.

The next morning, the rain cleared and the skies turned bright; Li Yunjing finally woke up.

"Where is this?"

Was I saved by someone?!

Feeling his strength returning to his body, Li Yunjing observed the items inside the carriage.

He sensed the movement beneath him and realized he was inside a moving carriage.

"Kid! What is your name?"

Steward Li arrived in front of Li Yunjing the moment he woke, beginning his interrogation.

Within a radius of three miles, no movement could escape Steward Li's divine sense.

The moment Li Yunjing woke, this steward had already known.

"My surname is Li, and I am called Li Yunjing. Was it you, Senior, who saved my life? This junior offers his respects!"

His memories of the previous night were hazy, but he still retained a few fragments.

Connecting that to his current physical state, how could he not know he had been saved by the person before him?

Facing his savior, what else was there to say?

Thus, Li Yunjing propped himself up and performed a deep, formal bow.

"Hmm! At least you're one of our own!"

Seeing that Li Yunjing was reasonably sensible, Steward Li nodded and recounted the sequence of events regarding how he had been saved.

"Many thanks to the Young Miss for her life-saving grace! Many thanks to Steward Li for his life-saving grace!"

Li Yunjing thought to himself, How fortunate!

He felt heartfelt, boundless gratitude toward the people of the Yu Family.

"Change your clothes and come with me to pay your respects to the Young Miss!"

Looking at Li Yunjing's wretched state, Steward Li scoffed and gestured for the lad to put on the guard's uniform nearby.

"Many thanks, Steward Li!"

Although the old man was blunt and carried a mocking tone, Li Yunjing remained grateful.

If not for this man's help, he likely would have died on that muddy road.

As for his savior mocking him a little, Li Yunjing let it slide with a smile.

As for being stark naked, Li Yunjing did not care in the slightest.

In his past life, he had frequented public bathhouses and had been completely shameless.

Not caring at all about having an audience, Li Yunjing changed into the clothes from the inside out with great ease.

The size was quite a good fit; not bad!

Li Yunjing was very satisfied. At the very least, in a prominent, wealthy clan like the Yu Family, even the uniform of a guard was far more refined than the attire of ordinary merchants or landlords.