Chapter 20 – Vast-Body Dantian (III)

Chapter 20

Vast-Body Dantian (III)

I didn’t see what my dear disciple did, but whatever it was, it couldn’t have been easy. After all, he was an immortal with a wealth of memories, and even he seemed completely drained and like he’d need a week to recover. If he struggled that much, I gather there was nobody else in the sect who could actually save the boy’s life.

Though the differences were subtle, they were there; the boy’s breathing stabilized, his pulse was rather normal, and he seemed… relaxed. It’d still take some time to recover fully, but it seemed his life had been saved.

I couldn’t help but sigh; I fully expected the monster not to care. After all, don’t all immortals eventually sever their bonds with human emotions in pursuit of something grander? Furthermore, there was a ready-made excuse for him: he didn’t know what to do.

Of course he didn’t. What other kid in myriad worlds would know? But he went out of his way to save the boy just because… well, I honestly don’t know. Maybe he felt pity? Maybe he did it for me? Maybe, maybe, maybe…

Dai Xiu had immediately jumped on the bed, hugged the boy, and… fell asleep. She was snoring rather loudly, looking quite carefree. I smiled for a moment before leaving them alone.

Besides, I had to go back down yet again and purchase the tea… as well as a gift for my disciple. No, wait–maybe it’s better to just give it to him directly?

“Long Tao.”

“Hm?” He opened his eyes and yawned.

“Here,” I tossed him five mid-quality Spirit Stones. I’d toss him more, honest, but I don’t know if I’d need them in the coming days. If not, I’ll just give them all.

“What’s this?” he asked, catching them skillfully.

“A reward, a stipend, a gift… whatever you want it to be,” I said. “Thank you.”

“If you want to thank me, give me the rest,” he said, though more so in jest and with a grin. I barely held back from rolling my eyes; this guy… really knew no borders.

“Another time, maybe.”

“Ah. Where are you going?”

“To get some Mildew Qi leaves,” I said.

“Hm? Why? You don’t strike me as a tea drinker.”

“… you know, you don’t have to say every single word that pops into your head.”

“I know,” he nodded. “But the world is better for it.”

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“My mind isn’t, however.”

“Why?” he smiled and asked.

“The girl needs it,” I said. “Like you, I sensed a strange poison on her. Mildew Qi Tea has anti-poison properties, and, most importantly, it’s the cheapest.”

“…”

“Khm, I mean, as a bonus, it’s also cheap.”

“Of course.”

“Do you want to go?”

“I–“

“–Forget I asked,” I quickly interrupted. There’s no way in hell I want to send this kid down the mountain. Who knows if somebody pisses him off and he decides to nuke the entire sect in the future? Not on my watch! “Keep an eye on them. If they wake up, cook them some rice if you don’t mind.”