Stitching the Xie Family Young Master

Wen Qingkong's idea wasn't wrong. The White Lotus Sect's Holy Maiden said that breaking through required a master's guidance; otherwise, achieving a breakthrough would be as difficult as ascending to heaven.

Wen Qingkong asked himself, although he wasn't stupid, he certainly couldn't be called a peerless, rare genius. Trying to figure out a breakthrough on his own had a one in ten thousand chance of success.

But with the system in hand, he could completely find the corpse of a Grandmaster or even a Great Grandmaster, stitch it up, and harvest the other party's cultivation, thereby directly crossing realms.

But then again, how easy was it to find the corpses of Grandmasters and Great Grandmasters?

Looking at it this way, getting involved with the White Lotus Sect might not be a bad thing.

There were quite a few martial arts Grandmasters and Great Grandmasters within the White Lotus Sect; otherwise, they wouldn't be able to jump around so lively after so many years of encirclement and suppression by the Great Xia Dynasty.

If the White Lotus Sect's martial arts Grandmasters and Great Grandmasters were killed by the imperial court, especially if they were missing arms or legs, they would definitely seek him out for stitching.

After all, Qin Tian's corpse could be considered as having made Wen Qingkong famous. No one didn't want to be buried intact, especially those in the martial world.

Wen Qingkong's stitching skills could be called the best. With such a person in the sect, how could they let others stitch them up?

It was just, how could he make the White Lotus Sect and the imperial court clash?

As the saying goes, justice delayed is justice denied.

Wen Qingkong never held grudges overnight. The White Lotus Sect's Holy Maiden forced him to join the White Lotus Sect, so this grudge should naturally be avenged as soon as possible.

Knock, knock, knock!

The sound of knocking on the door rang out again.

Wen Qingkong got up and opened the door. The person knocking was a short, old man with a kind face, who cupped his fist at Wen Qingkong and said, "Greetings, Master Wen."

Wen Qingkong saw the corpse behind the old man and understood that he was here for stitching.

"Ten taels of silver."

The old man took out a hundred-tael silver note from his bosom.

"My young master has a noble status. Please, Master Wen, do your best, preferably reaching the level of Zhao Xuan, Chief Zhao."

Wen Qingkong's heart stirred. This person had seen Chief Zhao's corpse and came admiringly.

Very good, his reputation had already spread.

"No problem. Come and pick up your young master at Chenshi (7-9 AM) tomorrow morning."

"However, if your young master turns into a zombie, I can't guarantee his complete corpse."

The old man nodded. He had heard of things like zombie transformations, but before coming here, his young master's corpse had been preserved very well and would never turn into a zombie.

The old man ordered the servants to send the corpse into the house and lift it onto the cold couch, and then the old man bid farewell and left.

Wen Qingkong saw the old man off, and only then did he have time to examine the corpse.

The corpse was very young, around twenty-four or five years old, with delicate features. His right arm had been cut off, and a sword piercing his heart was the fatal wound.

"A hundred taels of silver, it seems he's at least from a force of the Dongan Escort Agency level."

Wen Qingkong first slightly cleaned the corpse, then went out to buy breakfast, and after returning upstairs, he released Li Lan'er and her daughter's acupoints.

Li Lan'er opened her eyes blankly. After discovering it was Wen Qingkong, and looking at the sunlight shining into the room through the second-floor window, she hurriedly got up.

"I woke up late."

"It doesn't matter, you must have been too tired."

"I've already bought breakfast, wake Shuang'er up to eat."

Wen Qingkong's comfort made Li Lan'er feel a lot more relaxed. She hurriedly woke up little Shuang'er, and the three of them had breakfast.

Li Lan'er saw the corpse on the cold couch and realized that there would be business again tonight, and a sense of satisfaction couldn't help but emerge on her face.

The stitching business was getting better and better, which meant they didn't have to worry too much about making money. This was like a paradise for Li Lan'er and her daughter, who used to not even have enough to eat.

Little Shuang'er was no longer afraid of the corpses at this time. With her big, black gem-like eyes, she constantly sized up the corpse.

This scene falling into Wen Qingkong's eyes couldn't help but make him smile.

After a long time, even little Shuang'er didn't find the corpse scary anymore.

After breakfast, Li Lan'er began to do housework. It didn't seem like strenuous work, but washing clothes, sweeping the floor, tidying the room, preparing lunch and dinner, and all sorts of trivial matters added up to be quite troublesome and tiring.

As for Wen Qingkong, he practiced boxing and martial arts, even with little Shuang'er, which was also to leave little Shuang'er with the power to protect herself.

The daytime quietly turned dark amidst this kind of busyness.

When they had finished dinner, Li Lan'er cleaned up the dishes and, as usual, took little Shuang'er to rest on the second floor, while Wen Qingkong began to prepare to work.

Judging from the old man's request, this young master came from a noble background, and even for burial, it was best to preserve his demeanor during his lifetime.

Therefore, facing this young client, what Wen Qingkong had to do was not only stitching, but more importantly, to show the client's heroic posture during his lifetime!

As usual, after lighting three incense sticks.

He first cleaned the corpse thoroughly, not leaving any blood stains, and also checked if there were any other wounds.

After doing all this, it was time for makeup.

Of course, makeup couldn't be applied casually. It was necessary to perfectly reproduce the client's handsome face during his lifetime and completely conceal the paleness and bloating after death.

Fortunately, Wen Qingkong was already familiar with this, and with the blessing of martial arts, his ten fingers were flexible and his strength was subtle, so the makeup was completed quickly.

After finishing the makeup, Wen Qingkong began the stitching.

There were two main areas for stitching: the severed arm and the sword wound in the chest.

This presented no difficulty for Wen Qingkong.

Soon, the stitching was complete, and the corpse looked almost exactly as it had in life, as if it were merely sleeping.

Wen Qingkong nodded in satisfaction, feeling that the hundred taels of silver were well-earned.

[Corpse Seamstress, Revolving Lantern, Observe the Mortal World, Obtain Treasure]
[Host has stitched a corpse, Revolving Lantern appears]

The corpse's life flashed before his eyes.

The young man was named Xie Qianyu, the eldest grandson of the Xie Family of Yujing City, and the leader of the Xie Family's direct line.

From the moment Xie Qianyu was born, he was destined to be the center of attention, destined to bear the mission of glorifying the Xie Family.

Compared to children like little Shuang'er, who were poorly clothed and fed, Xie Qianyu never lacked food or drink from a young age.

However, due to the strict family rules, Xie Qianyu could not excessively indulge his desires.

As the saying goes, "Don't speak while sleeping, don't talk while eating," and there were many rules in a large family.

Xie Qianyu was taught to read from the time he couldn't walk, and after he could walk, he began to practice meditation and martial arts to strengthen his body.

He never left the Xie Family mansion before his coming-of-age ceremony at sixteen.

All the hopes of the Xie Family's elders were placed on Xie Qianyu.

Xie Qianyu lived up to expectations, studying literature and martial arts diligently from a young age.

At sixteen, his poetry was comparable to that of a juren, and his martial arts had reached the Innate Realm.

He could be described as a talented individual in both literary and martial arts!

In the year of his coming-of-age ceremony at sixteen, Xie Qianyu went out for the first time, traveling alone to Songzhou in the Northern Frontier, where he eliminated one hundred and thirty-two bandits of all sizes, shaking Songzhou with his might. Afterward, he challenged the Sword Demon Dugu Qiubai, a master of swordsmanship in Songzhou, suffering a narrow defeat by a single move.

Although he lost, even Dugu Qiubai praised him, saying that he would surely reach the pinnacle of swordsmanship in the future!

Such praise brought him even greater fame.