Jiang Fan was at a loss for words.
Of course, feeding is out of the question.
After a brief standoff, Wang Yao said in a resentful tone, "Fine, I'll eat it. You're so stingy."
Jiang Fan remained silent, speechless.
"Grandpa, is your injury serious?" the fat man asked with a worried expression.
"How can it be alright?" came the Little Turtle's reply. It gave Wang Yao a disgruntled look and continued:
"This is a secret technique created by my master. Once used, it takes a month to recover. Her forcibly undoing the technique will inevitably cause irreversible and substantial damage to her Dao Source. The so-called Dao Source is the fundamental foundation of Martial Artist's Great Dao after entering the Martial Saint Realm. Damage to the foundation will result in a drop in cultivation level at best, and at worst, the martial artist will suffer the backlash of the damaged Dao Source for the rest of their life. Do you think it's serious?"
At this point, the Little Turtle shifted its gaze from the fat man to Jiang Fan.
"Take Little One for example. His Dao Source was damaged, causing him to be plagued by illness for the rest of his life. However, his condition is much more serious."
Jiang Fan knew that the Little One Little Turtle was talking about was the Crazy Old Man. It was only after hearing the Little Turtle say this that he finally understood the extent of the Crazy Old Man's injuries.
At the same time, they were shocked that Wang Yao was willing to pay such a price for their own sake.
But then he realized that Wang Yao had mistaken him for that person's reincarnation, which was why she had acted so recklessly.
For a moment, Jiang Fan's thoughts were somewhat complicated.
The fat man's worry became even more obvious. He lost his father and mother when he was young. Although his elders had shown him much care and concern, he knew that only his ancestors truly cared about him.
The ancestor loved and protected him, and even defied public opinion to place him on the throne of the Pill Pavilion's heir.
Now that his ancestor is injured, he is naturally extremely anxious.
"Is there any way to completely heal our ancestor's wounds?"
The Little Turtle frowned, "If Brother Peach were still here, he could heal her Dao Source damage."
"Who is Brother Peach?" the fat man asked curiously.
Jiang Fan was also very curious. After all, it was a being capable of healing damage to the Dao Source. If he could get such a powerful figure to appear, then perhaps the Crazy Old Man's injuries could also be healed.
Just as he was thinking this, he noticed the Little Turtle glance at him, its eyes filled with undisguised disdain and contempt.
You can say whatever you want, or you can choose not to. What's with that look you're giving him?
Jiang Fan mentally complained, but that was all he did—complain.
The Little Turtle first gave Jiang Fan a disdainful look for two seconds, then muttered a few words in its mind that were even dirtier than the look, before finally speaking to explain.
" Brother Peach is my master's contracted beast, just like me. However, it was the first beast my master contracted and is also the oldest, so the three of us call it Brother Peach."
Is it a monster?
Jiang Fan and the fat man exchanged a surprised glance, both seeing astonishment in each other's eyes. They clearly hadn't expected that the powerful figure capable of healing Dao Source damage would actually be a demon beast.
The Little Turtle noticed their astonishment and let out a sneer without any attempt to hide it.
"Look at your ignorant faces. My Brother Peach form is a large peach tree, and the fruit it bears is called peach. Peach has healing and restorative effects, and ordinary damage to one's Dao Source can be easily dealt with."
"Besides damage to the Dao Source, can ordinary injuries also be healed?" Jiang Fan asked casually.
"Nonsense!"
The Little Turtle said bluntly, "It can even heal damage to the Dao Source, so how could it not heal ordinary injuries? Its effect is a thousand times, a hundred times better than the Body Restoration Pill, okay? But I believe no one would be crazy enough to use such a treasure to heal ordinary injuries."
As soon as it finished speaking, Wang Yao flicked it on the forehead.
Who are you calling mentally ill?
"I--"
The Little Turtle had barely uttered a word when it suddenly remembered how its owner used to give it a peach all the time, and immediately shut its mouth.
"Cough cough."
He cleared his throat, trying to hide his embarrassment.
"The problem now is that since our master disappeared, the four of us went to different places to find him, and we haven't met up since. I don't know where Brother Peach is now."
The conversation fell silent again at this point.
Jiang Fan, in particular, lowered his eyes slightly. It would be a lie to say he wasn't disappointed at all. If he could find the Brother Peach that the Little Turtle mentioned and ask it to help heal the Crazy Old Man's injuries, even if he didn't expect a complete cure, it would be good if it could temporarily stop the injuries from worsening.
Just as Jiang Fan was feeling dejected, Wang Yao suddenly grabbed his arm.
"I'm so touched that you care about me so much--"
Jiang Fan "..."
suddenly!
Jiang Fan belatedly realized what was happening.
" Holy Son of the Church of Justice!"
I completely forgot about him!
"They're over there!" Jiang Fan said to the Little Turtle.
"You have to say it!"
The moment the Little Turtle started complaining, it had already flown away.
When they arrived, the place was already deserted.
Even a fool could tell that they must have noticed something amiss and fled immediately.
"That bastard! First he impersonated my master's reincarnation, and now he's hurted a woman who might become my master. When we meet again, I'll make sure you can never be a man again!"
As soon as the Little Turtle finished speaking, it felt a chill run down its spine.
"Who do you think is a woman who could become your master?"
"Hiss--"
The Little Turtle disappeared in a flash.
When Jiang Fan returned home, he was completely exhausted.
This was mainly due to Wang Yao's relentless pursuit. She insisted on going back with him to meet his parents and even said she wanted to drag him straight to the Civil Affairs Bureau for a whirlwind marriage. She must have been reading too many novels and short dramas.
Fortunately, despite the jokes, Wang Yao didn't actually come back with him.
Tomorrow I'll be heading to the Outer Wilderness Zone with Wei Cangyue and the others, so I'd better get some sleep and conserve my energy.
"Buzzing--"
Just as Jiang Fan was about to put his phone on silent, it suddenly vibrated.
His first thought was that it was Wei Cangyue calling, but he didn't expect the caller ID to show Wei San.
"Hello? Commander Wei San, what brings you here so late?"
The response to Jiang Fan came in an exceptionally deep and cold voice.
"It's me."
Um?
Jiang Fan's face clearly showed surprise; he hadn't expected Yan Tianyang to contact him personally.
Wasn't it always Wei San who acted as the intermediary in the past?
Before Jiang Fan could finish his question, Yan Tianyang asked, "Is Li Renfeng dead?"
One sentence instantly dispelled Jiang Fan's drowsiness, quickened his blood flow, and made his heart pound like a wild horse.
Could it be that my killing of Li Renfeng has been exposed and Yan Tianyang has found out?
As the most authoritative institution for maintaining Divine Wind Camp in the Great Xia Dynasty, Yan Tianyang, the commander of the Divine Wind Camp, naturally could not sit idly by after learning about this matter.
So Yan Tianyang is going to arrest him?