Crippled

As the two men hurried away, a middle-aged man arrived with two Great Battle Masters!

"Jialu, are you all right?"

"How could you come somewhere so dangerous? If we hadn't been close to the Haoyue Branch Hall, those rebels would have killed you!"

The middle-aged man asked after her with concern, then began scolding her.

"Lin Yinjia, don't start lecturing me the moment you arrive! Check on Yang Tian. If anything happens to him, I'll never speak to you again!"

Lin Jialu roared back, calling the middle-aged man directly by name.

The middle-aged man froze. The two Great Battle Masters beside him exchanged glances, as though they had heard something utterly earth-shattering.

His daughter actually dared to call her father by name, and so rudely, too-even while asking him for a favor.

"Uncle Lin, please take a look at Yang Tian. He's a genius from our Haoyue Branch Hall. If he hadn't held off that Grand Knight, Lin Jialu and I would already be corpses!"

Li Xin stepped forward and pleaded with the middle-aged man.

He was Lin Yinjia, the Temple Master of the Magic Branch Temple, a Fifth Tier Magister.

He had also cast that spell earlier.

"You're... Li Xin? Why are you dressed like that?"

Looking at Li Xin, Lin Yinjia almost failed to recognize her. Then he asked his question.

"Uncle Lin, please. His teacher, Ye Hua, will be worried about him, too!"

Li Xin pleaded, ignoring Lin Yinjia's question.

Lin Yinjia then glanced at the unconscious Yang Tian.

It seemed both his precious daughter and Li Aoxiao's daughter cared a great deal about this boy.

He's that fellow Ye Hua's disciple? Then he should be a genius, too. Why haven't I heard of him?

Thinking this, Lin Yinjia approached and checked Yang Tian's breathing and pulse.

Then he gave a soft exclamation of surprise. Raising his hand, he cast a spell that covered Yang Tian in a layer of frost.

Yang Tian now looked like a rice dumpling covered in white fuzz.

"Ah..." Lin Yinjia shook his head and sighed.

"Dad, say something! What are you sighing for? Yang Tian will be fine. He's a Knight!"

Growing anxious, Lin Jialu spoke to Lin Yinjia.

"A Knight?" Lin Yinjia was startled by the word. A Knight this young?

He truly was a genius. Unfortunately, he had now been reduced to a cripple.

Lin Yinjia shook his head. "He'll survive. He's still clinging to life. With some precious medicinal herbs, he can recover and recuperate. It's just..."

"Uncle Lin, just what?" Li Xin grew anxious, too.

Lin Yinjia glanced at Li Xin.

Yang Tian's looks were nothing exceptional, and his face was injured now. He merely gave off a fresh, unworldly air. Why were these two girls so concerned about him?

"It's just that his cultivation has been destroyed, and by a very chaotic, extreme, incomplete secret technique!"

"Essentially, he can no longer cultivate!"

Lin Yinjia finally delivered his verdict.

Li Xin and Lin Jialu both froze!

Why? Why did this happen?

Both girls cried out inwardly.

"Uncle Lin, you must have a way to help him, right?"

Li Xin asked, seemingly unwilling to accept the truth.

Lin Yinjia shook his head, then said, "Perhaps only the Holy Temple can do something!"

"If a Saint from the Priest Temple intervenes, there might still be hope!"

But would the Holy Temple intervene for someone who had already been crippled?

The answer was obvious.

Of course, that was because Lin Yinjia did not know about the innate internal spiritual power Yang Tian had awakened!

If he knew Yang Tian's innate internal spiritual power was ninety-nine, never mind a Saint-the entire Knight Temple would be in an uproar.

"Let's go back first and think of a solution together. Perhaps your father might have a way, too. In any case, very few people recover after their cultivation is destroyed!"

"Usually, those who fail to qualify as Knights are expelled and have their cultivation destroyed!"

That was what Holy Knight Commander Han Qian had told Han Yu, for instance.

As for recovery, there probably were secret techniques that could achieve it, but the price was too high.

Yet Yang Tian's hand kept pointing toward one spot.

Lin Jialu was a little more observant, and she noticed it.

Using her magic staff to turn it over, she found medicinal herbs and magic crystals inside.

"That idiot! Even in this state, he's still thinking about helping others!"

Looking at the medicinal herbs, Li Xin cursed him, her eyes growing moist.

"Let's take these back for Weiwei's grandmother and have Weiwei brew them for her once a week. Perhaps the old lady really will get a little better!"

Lin Jialu made the suggestion, too. This was the solution Yang Tian had come up with.

Their own solution was to have their families help and send someone to treat Weiwei's grandmother!

Once they had taken care of everything, the group returned to the Haoyue Branch Hall.

As for those magic crystals, they were hardly worth anything. Why had he still tried to protect them?

But knowing Yang Tian's background, the two girls fell silent, seemingly understanding.

They had been born into prominent families and never lacked food or clothing. Naturally, they could not understand what it was like for Yang Tian, who came from an ordinary background.

Yang Tian was an ordinary person, yet his passion for the light drove him to give everything, even his life...

At the Knight Branch Temple of the Haoyue Branch Hall!

"That's what happened!"

Lin Yinjia explained the situation. Beside him, Li Xin hung her head like a child who had done something wrong.

Lin Jialu did not dare speak, either.

An agonized expression twisted Ye Hua's normally stiff face.

"You bastard! If I'd known, I'd have trained you to death! Why did you go running around?"

"You'd have been better off dead!"

"You little brat! I told you to relax properly! Why did you accept a mission?"

At last, Ye Hua broke down. Looking at Yang Tian, who was covered in frost, he berated him.

"Everyone, leave!"

For the first time, Nalan Shu lost his temper, too, dispersing the Squires and Knights who had gathered to watch.

He patted Ye Hua on the shoulder!

He seemed to understand how hard this was for him. But who could have expected them to run into the Purple Star Three Fiends? They could even contend with Fifth Tier professionals.

For Yang Tian to have killed one of them was remarkable.

But the price was far too high.

"Who is that boy? He actually made our Chief Instructor cry!"

"Perhaps he's someone the Chief Instructor cares about. They really do say heroes don't shed tears easily-only because their hearts haven't been hurt deeply enough..."

The Knights dispersed, speaking helplessly among themselves.

Everyone had witnessed Night Asura's strictness.

Yet the only person who seemed capable of making Ye Hua cry was this very young-looking boy.

Although he had only spent a month with Yang Tian, Ye Hua had poured all his energy into him, as though he saw the honor that belonged to them both in Yang Tian.

Yang Tian was settled into a Knight's quarters tucked away in a secluded corner.

Nalan Shu then invited the best Priest to heal Yang Tian's external injuries first.

But with his internal spiritual power no longer able to develop, Yang Tian now had only a little over a hundred points of external spiritual power left-not even a hundred and fifty. He might remain a second-tier Squire for the rest of his life.

That day, the portly Nalan Shu left the Haoyue Branch Hall with Ye Hua!

Deep within the Purple Star Mountain Range!

"Ahh... such pure light element energy! Once I've absorbed it all, perhaps I can attempt to become a Fifth Tier Earth Knight!"

"Heh, that boy must still be lying helpless somewhere. When I get the chance, I'll finish him off with my own hands!"

After cultivating for a while, the Grand Knight who had destroyed Yang Tian's cultivation sighed in admiration.

As for his dead companion, he was dead. If another mass of energy like this came his way, he would not be too heartbroken if his other companion died, either!

But he did not know!

Danger was drawing near...

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