"Did Wen Xu and Junior Brother Bian take theirs too?"
"Huh? Little Martial Granduncle... he still hasn't woken up."
Chen Zui sprang to his feet. "How is that possible?"
Bian Chunchou, who had been the first to faint, found it just as hard to believe that Wen Xu-Xu still hadn't woken up. Even Lin, the Mysterious Physician, couldn't explain it. "Perhaps Little Martial Granduncle is simply too tired. After last night's fierce battle, sleep may be the best medicine."
Tired? As Wen Xu-Xu's friend, Bian Chunchou knew that although he seemed unshaken by winds from all eight directions, he carried a great deal in his heart. Perhaps growing up as he had made Wen Xu-Xu strong inside and out. But no one was born strong, and no one could stay strong forever.
"Are you sure he's really all right?"
Lin Rujian nodded. "Rest easy. Little Martial Granduncle's injuries aren't even as bad as that Chen kid's next door." He had taken a Golden Core True Person's killing blow head-on, but that Golden Core cultivator hadn't been much to speak of.
"As for you, you're wound tight and worrying about everything the moment you wake up. Instead of sitting here fretting, how about I knock you out so you can sleep some more?"
Bian Chunchou: ...Could the Mysterious Physician Elder Zhao Qi brought be a quack?
"No, no, no, no need." Given the choice between fainting on his own and being knocked out, he would naturally go back and sleep like a good boy. Cultivators could meditate instead of sleeping to recover, but he really wasn't that hardworking.
Just then, Chen Zui charged in with a pill held aloft. "He's still not awake? Give him the medicine first."
Lin, the Mysterious Physician: *...Neither of them follows medical advice. This trip really