"Oh, right!" Zhang Sanduo said, as though he had suddenly remembered something. "Young master, you don't have anywhere to stay yet, do you? Why not stay at our inn? I'll arrange a room for you!" Although he knew little about Li Xiaoya, his superb martial skills and seemingly bottomless capacity for wine had already earned Zhang Sanduo's utmost admiration.
"Hehe, no need. I'm leaving, and I won't be saying goodbye to Old Zhang or Uncle Xu Er!" Li Xiaoya said with a chuckle.
"But..." Zhang Sanduo froze at his words, then hurriedly said, "Why not stay a few more days? I haven't seen my uncle this happy in ages!"
"No banquet beneath heaven lasts forever! If fate allows, we'll meet again!" Li Xiaoya said with a smile. With that, his figure flickered and vanished into thin air. A bottle of pills then dropped into Zhang Sanduo's hand, and Li Xiaoya's voice reached his ears. "I'm off. Keep this bottle of Healing Pills. They're very effective against blade wounds and internal injuries!"
"Young master! Young master!" Zhang Sanduo called twice. When no one answered, he could only mutter helplessly, "Ah, I was hoping to learn martial arts from you!"
Many years later, Xu Sanduo did indeed suffer a serious internal injury in an accident, and only Li Xiaoya's pills saved his life. Later, he used those same pills to save his child, who had been injured in a fall.
When Xu Er and Zhang Dafu woke the following morning, they felt refreshed and clearheaded, their bodies brimming with strength, as though they were back in the prime of their lives. Later, they even became renowned centenarians in Treasure Immortal Town.
Meanwhile, Li Xiaoya stood high atop the great boulder where he had once lived. The piece of wood that had been