I, Huo Yuhao, Am Not Cheating!

Ye Cangwu slowly withdrew his hand and sighed softly, his tone grave. "My Lady, your pulse is faint and erratic; your vitality is depleted to the extreme. I suspect you suffered from malnutrition while pregnant and lost a great deal of life force during childbirth. Over the years, not only have you failed to properly recuperate, but your body has been repeatedly damaged and drained. If left untreated, I fear your lifespan will not be long."

This situation was relatively common in the world of Spirit Masters. When an ordinary person gives birth to a child with high potential for a Spirit, it is easy for their own life force to drain away.

Bearing such a child naturally requires a massive expenditure of vitality. She must have consumed some medicinal herbs previously, which is the only reason she wasn't completely drained by the fetus in her womb during pregnancy.

Huo Yun'er stiffened, the color draining from her face in an instant.

It is difficult for anyone to remain calm upon hearing that their lifespan is nearing its end.

Yet, after a moment of daze, she slowly raised her hand and gently stroked Huo Yuhao's hair, her eyes filled with tenderness and resignation. "I am already satisfied to be able to watch Hao'er grow up safely."

"Do not be quick to despair," Ye Cangwu interrupted. "What I said only applies if you had not met me. Since I have diagnosed you, I will not leave you to your fate."

If he could not even treat such an ailment, how would he have the face to face the ancestors of the Ye Family in the future?

With that, he turned his gaze to Huo Yuhao at his side and beckoned gently. "Child, come here as well; let me examine you."

Huo Yuhao felt a stir in his heart and stepped forward quickly.

Since this doctor could treat his mother's condition, his own minor issues should be no problem at all.

As Ye Cangwu's fingertips rested on his thin, fragile wrist, his brows furrowed tightly after only a moment.

Malnutrition, multiple damaged meridians, and residual old injuries in his muscle tissue—it was clear he had suffered many beatings and bullying from a young age.

Meridians are the foundation for the circulation of Spirit Power. With such severe damage, even if he awakened a powerful Spirit in the future, his Spirit Power would struggle to flow smoothly, severely hindering his cultivation speed and limiting his ultimate achievements.

Ye Cangwu felt a surge of secret anger. Who could be so vicious as to inflict such cruelty upon a weak child?

Seeing this, Huo Yun'er's heart tightened, and she asked with a trembling voice, "Doctor, is Hao'er... is his condition very serious?"

"Rest assured, My Lady, it is treatable." Ye Cangwu offered Huo Yun'er a reassuring smile before turning back to Huo Yuhao with a gentle gaze. "Wait a moment. Once I finish seeing the last few villagers, I will accompany you home to begin treatment."

This wait lasted until the sun dipped below the horizon.

Once the final villager had departed, Ye Cangwu packed his medical kit and followed the mother and son to their home.

Inside the Huo residence, Ye Cangwu set down his kit and slowly raised his right hand. A delicate, vibrant pink begonia flower bloomed quietly in his palm.

The flower, composed of white and pink petals, was exceptionally vivid and graceful.

His martial soul was a begonia flower, and his surname was Ye.

Nine-Heart Begonia?!

Thinking of his status as the Son of Destiny of the Douluo Continent, Huo Yuhao couldn't help but wonder if the plane's consciousness had begun to exert its influence.

Just as he was pondering, the first and third Spirit Rings on Ye Cangwu lit up in succession, and a radiance like flower petals gently enveloped Huo Yuhao and Huo Yun'er.

A surging, gentle life force permeated their bodies like a spring drizzle, repairing Huo Yuhao's damaged meridians and old injuries while restoring Huo Yun'er's vitality.

Huo Yuhao closed his eyes, feeling the warmth within him, when his heart suddenly skipped a beat.

Perhaps it wasn't an illusion, but under the nourishment of this life force, the red and black dragon eye on the Bronze Gate in his sea of consciousness had trembled slightly—so quickly that he thought it was a hallucination.

"Although the injuries are healed, there are some problems that a Spirit cannot solve," Ye Cangwu considered for a moment. "Your bodies require long-term conditioning. I will stay here for a few more days and leave only after you have recovered."

When Ye Cangwu was treating the villagers during the day, the village chief had already mentioned that he could stay at his home for these two days.

The village chief's son had gone to Soto City years ago and rarely returned, so he was living alone, which made things convenient.

Early the next morning, Ye Cangwu arrived at the Huo residence and took out the medicinal herbs he had prepared the night before from his Spirit Tool.

"I will brew two tubs of medicinal baths; you and your mother shall soak in them separately."

Two large pots were set up in the woodshed, and a rich, medicinal fragrance began to permeate the air.

Once the baths were ready, he poured the liquid into two large wooden tubs and signaled for Huo Yun'er and Huo Yuhao to enter their respective rooms to soak.

Huo Yuhao removed his clothes and sat in, the warm liquid enveloping his body.

He felt so comfortable he almost squinted his eyes shut. Just as he was drifting between wakefulness and sleep, the dragon eye on the Bronze Gate in his mind suddenly ignited with a brilliant, dazzling golden light!

The light grew increasingly intense, flowing like two golden streams along the carved patterns. The entire Bronze Gate was shrouded in gold, and the faint, low sound of an ancient dragon's roar echoed within Huo Yuhao's mind.

He snapped wide awake.

The golden light from the carved dragon eye continuously condensed and compressed, eventually breaking free from the shackles of the Bronze Gate and slowly detaching from its surface.

The golden light converged, transforming into a drop of blood the size of a thumb.

The blood was bright red, radiating a heavy, majestic pressure that seemed to look down upon the ages and suppress the heavens.

The moment he felt this pressure, Huo Yuhao felt his very soul trembling.

"This is..."

A piece of ancient and vast information suddenly flooded into Huo Yuhao's mind.

Ancestral Dragon Essence Blood.

This was the lifeblood of the first dragon of the Prehistoric World, the ancestor of the dragon race, the Ancestral Dragon!

It had been condensed before the Ancestral Dragon perished, though why it had fused with a Bronze Gate of unknown origin remained a mystery.

Through this drop of essence blood, Huo Yuhao could utilize the secret techniques left behind by the Ancestral Dragon to continuously reshape his body.

If the rules of the world permitted, he could even become the second Ancestral Dragon!

The medicinal bath prepared by Ye Cangwu was capable of improving Huo Yuhao's physique.

This triggered the underlying mechanism of the Ancestral Dragon Essence Blood, which was why it had finally reacted.

Now, with the aid of the medicinal bath, the Ancestral Dragon Essence Blood was undergoing a massive transformation of Huo Yuhao's body.

In the future, let alone ordinary attacks, even a super divine artifact wouldn't be able to pierce his skin!

How did that saying go again?

I, Huo Yuhao, am not cheating!