Visiting the Sick

Feng Wuhen could only see people's past, present, and future, and could not read minds, so he did not know why Shen Ziheng was treating him so well.

Furthermore, there was not a shred of malice in Shen Ziheng's kindness; he was simply good to him for no reason, which made him feel very strange.

Shen Ziheng did not know why he wanted to be so good to him either, and when Feng Wuhen asked him, he could not articulate a reason.

"I don't know why I want to treat you so well either. It's just that the very first moment I laid eyes on you, I felt a deep sense of affinity, so I couldn't help wanting to be good to you."

Hearing this, Feng Wuhen even suspected for a moment whether Shen Ziheng could be a member of his family, but after looking closely, he realized it was impossible.

Shen Ziheng was the only son of the Divine Physician Valley master and his wife, with neither brothers nor sisters, so he and Shen Ziheng could not possibly be brothers.

"I see. Regardless of the reason, thank you all the same."

Discovering that he was already at the Qi Refining Fourth Layer, Shen Ziheng exclaimed in astonishment, "In just this short while we've been separated, you've already reached the Qi Refining Fourth Layer! You truly live up to your top-grade talent—simply formidable."

Meng Hongying, who had been learning from Bing Ling how to make her Scarlet Flame Bird even more powerful, heard the news that Feng Wuhen was already at the Qi Refining Fourth Layer and said in disbelief, "His talent is simply too monstrous! I'm only at the Qi Refining Fourth Layer myself, and he just started cultivating yet he's about to surpass me.

Comparing oneself to others truly infuriates people—why on earth don't I have such incredible talent!"

Neither Meng Hongying's nor Shen Ziheng's talent was poor, but compared to Feng Wuhen, they fell a tier short.

Seeing Meng Hongying fixating on him again, Feng Wuhen quickly changed the subject. "I heard my master mention earlier that Senior Brother Qin Xiaoran is injured. Should we go pay him a visit as well? Since we're already here, not going to see him doesn't seem quite right."

Sure enough, hearing this successfully diverted Meng Hongying's attention. "You're right, let's go check on him then!"

After arriving at the main peak, Shen Ziheng had already inquired about Qin Xiaoran's residence. Moreover, with Bing Ling among them—someone exceptionally familiar with Mount Grand Mystery—they arrived at Qin Xiaoran's immortal cave, Peaceful Residence, a quarter of an hour later.

Shen Ziheng said to the young boy guarding the door, "We are newly admitted disciples from the Main Peak, Beast-Taming Peak, and Nine Heavens Peak. Hearing that the Senior Brother is injured, we have come to pay our respects."

The boy had already received orders from the sect master. After confirming the identities of the three of them, he let them pass.

Chu Moqing and Qin Leyan had not arrived yet. Inside the cave, only Qin Xiaoran lay on the bed with a pale complexion and a feeble expression. Qin Xiaoran knew he had gained several junior brothers and junior sisters today.

One of them was even his father's personal disciple, as well as his own direct junior brother and the young master of the Divine Physician Valley.

Therefore, upon seeing Shen Ziheng and the others enter, he greeted them very cordially, "Junior brothers and junior sister, thank you for coming to see me."

Seeing that she had been left out, Bing Ling fluttered his wings and landed on Qin Xiaoran's leg, looking up at him with his round bean-like eyes. "Xiaoran, who on earth did you fight with? How did you get hurt this badly?"

Seeing Bing Ling fly over from the shoulder of a youth he had never seen before, Qin Xiaoran realized this must be the disciple taken in by his little martial uncle. He had heard that this little junior brother possessed extraordinary talent, losing nothing in comparison even to the little martial uncle.

"I was ambushed by someone while out on a trial this time. Three Spirit Transformation stage Devil Race members lay in wait ahead of time at my destination. If I hadn't possessed numerous life-saving magical artifacts and managed a temporary breakthrough, I'm afraid I wouldn't have made it back alive this time."

Hearing this, Feng Wuhen asked Qin Xiaoran, "Senior Brother, did everyone know about your itinerary?"

Understanding what he meant, Qin Xiaoran shook his head slightly. "Not at all. I wore a mask to conceal my identity when I went out on this trial; outsiders had no way of knowing who I was.

As for the place I was heading, I only told my parents and Leyan—no one else knew. It must have been sheer coincidence."

At the bottom of his heart, Qin Xiaoran felt convinced that his ambush could not simply be a coincidence, but the only ones who knew his whereabouts were his parents and his younger sister. Those three could never harm him!

Just as this thought crossed his mind, he suddenly heard Feng Wuhen's voice.

The senior brother thinks it's impossible for his parents and younger sister to have leaked his whereabouts, but he has no idea that this younger sister is not what she seems—she isn't his real sister at all. Instead, she is a devil maiden who occupied a magpie's nest and seized his sister's body through possession.

His ambush by the Devil Race this time was orchestrated because this devil maiden leaked his itinerary and arranged for three experts, all for the sole purpose of killing the senior brother.

It's just that none of them expected the senior brother to possess so many life-saving items, and on top of that, to make a temporary breakthrough to the Nascent Soul Middle Stage at the critical moment, actually letting him return alive.

Even so, she still has no intention of letting the senior brother live on. She's going to come over shortly holding medicinal salve laced with Spirit-Severing Powder, claiming it's to dress his wounds, but actually intending to poison him.

Hearing this, Qin Xiaoran looked angrily at Feng Wuhen, only to discover that the latter's lips had not moved at all. While he stood there stunned, Bing Ling transmitted his voice to him, explaining that these were Feng Wuhen's innermost thoughts, and every single one of them was true.

Qin Xiaoran was unwilling to believe it, but just as Feng Wuhen's thoughts concluded, 'Qin Leyan' walked in wearing a goose-yellow pleated dress.

Sure enough, she was holding medicinal salve in her hand. Seeing this scene, Qin Xiaoran gripped the quilt covering him tightly.

'Qin Leyan' had not expected others to be here. She lowered her eyelids to conceal the darkness and madness in her gaze, but when she raised her head again, she transformed back into a bright and charming young girl.

Meng Hongying had been staring right at her, and seeing her expression shift so drastically in an instant, she couldn't help marveling inwardly that playing the villain truly wasn't something ordinary people could manage. With that speed of emotional transition and facial expression switching, she herself could never hope to learn it in a lifetime!

"Older brother, I heard your injuries still haven't healed and I've been so worried. I specially brought the medicine Father used to give me to check on you and wanted to redress your wounds.

I just didn't expect older brother to have guests. I suppose I should come back a little later!"

Fearing these people might discover something, 'Qin Leyan' intended to return only after they had left.

Yet just as she finished speaking and turned to leave, Qin Xiaoran called out to her, "Leyan, there's no need to wait until tonight. Change my dressing right now!

These people are not outsiders; they are all our junior brothers and junior sister.

Besides, my wounds are feeling a bit uncomfortable. Help me change the medicine first."

As Qin Xiaoran spoke, he lifted the quilt and unfastened his inner robe. Meng Hongying hastily turned her head away, her back facing him.

She was here to watch the excitement, not to look at a naked man.

Seeing Qin Xiaoran rushing to his death, 'Qin Leyan' opened the medicine jar, scooped out a lump with her finger, and was just about to smear it onto Qin Xiaoran's wound when a hand clamped down on her wrist.

Knowing from Feng Wuhen's thoughts that this was a fake Qin Leyan bent on harming Qin Xiaoran, Bing Ling naturally could not let her apply medicine to him.

"There's something wrong with this medicine! Speak—what did you mix into this?"