" Heping, you just said... after your meridians necrosed, Lin Mo helped you recover, and you even advanced to fifth rank?"
Zheng Yongchang thought for a moment before finally asking.
"That's right. This time, it was all thanks to Lin Mo. Otherwise... I simply wouldn't have been able to cultivate again, much less reach my current strength."
As he spoke, Zheng Heping looked at Lin Mo with heartfelt gratitude.
"Lin Mo, um... do you still have a way to obtain spiritual medicine that can heal necrotic meridians?"
"Grandpa Zheng, do you need that spiritual medicine?"
"Well... to be honest, my wife and I, along with Heping's second and third uncles, were all left with lingering injuries from that beast tide. His second uncle was fine, but part of Xiaoqing's and my meridians were damaged and necrosed. We can barely still cultivate. But his third uncle is in even worse condition than Heping was before. Both his legs are paralyzed, and all the meridians in his lower body have necrosed.
Because of this, his third uncle's family exhausted every possible method, yet they only managed to mend the fractures in his lower-body bones.
As for his meridians, there was nothing they could do. That spiritual medicine is far too difficult to find."
"I see. Don't worry, Grandpa Zheng. I still have some spiritual medicine here. We can try it when the time comes."
"Really?"
Hearing that, Zheng Yongchang's aged face lit up. Then he gave an embarrassed smile. "Um... Lin Mo, this spiritual medicine is expensive. Could we pay in installments? As long as his third uncle is cured and can cultivate again, he'll be able to earn money and slowly repay you."
"Grandpa Zheng, what are you saying? Why be so polite with me? You're Uncle Zheng's father, which makes