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nChapter 44

nChapter 44: His Female Cousin’s Intention

nTranslator: Lordbluefire Editor: Lordbluefire

nBecause she was the cousin of the benefactor. This was why he risked it and saved her!

nThis perfume satchel definitely fell off from cousin Qingchen when the martial legend had displayed his energy earlier, causing everything to float upward.

nAs she thought about this, she was filled with regret and hatred.

nHer disregard for her cousin Qingchen was evident, yet he still risked putting himself in danger to save her.

nThis caused her to feel ashamed of her own inferiority.

n“Churan, let’s leave!” Xia Jie pulled Zhao Churan along and left decisively, leaving behind Xia Qilin who could only let out a long sigh!

nTruly, he was inferior to Xia Qingchen in every aspect.

nBe it strength or background, he couldn’t compare with him at all. In the end, even his woman was snatched away by Xia Qingchen.

n“Since the Xia Clan has me, why is there a need for you?!” Xia Qilin threw his head back and roared at the sky, feeling extremely sullen.

nOnly Xia Xun was still quite composed.

n“Father, son, don’t lose heart. Our Northern Xia Manor hasn’t reached the point where we are at the end of the line yet.” Xia Xun took out a jade pendant hanging on his neck that he hadn’t removed for ten years. There was a strange picture engraved on it; it was incomparably resplendent.

nXia Cangliu and Xia Qilin involuntarily glanced over.

n“What is that?”

nXia Xun’s eyes were gloomy and complicated. “The biggest secret of the Northern Xia Manor.”

n…..

nAt the Southern Xia Manor.

nXia Qingchen sent away everyone, only leaving behind Zhen Nantian with him in his secret chamber.

n“I need to check your body.” Xia Qingchen invoked a strand of inner force and directed it through Zhen Nantian’s back.

nAfter the time it took to brew a cup of tea, Xia Qingchen retracted his finger as he sank into deep thoughts.

nZhen Nantian’s eyes flashed. He couldn’t control the anticipation in his heart.

nHe had consulted many famous doctors with regards to his sickness before, including the number one doctor with the title ‘Zombie’.

nHowever, none of them could do anything.

nAfter that, he no longer believed in any doctors.

nYet, this youth seemed to have a fog covering him that he couldn’t see through. This caused him to feel a faint sense of anticipation.

n“I apologize. I’m helpless.”

nHowever, what disappointed Zhen Nantian was his negative answer.

nThe hope he had felt through the month instantly turned into disappointment.

nA desolate look flashed across his aged face.

n“Don’t worry about it. Many doctors have already told me that my martial meridians can’t recover.” Zhen Nantian didn’t blame him. It was just that there was an unspeakable disappointment in his heart.

nHe had overestimated this youth after all.

nHe was also only a mortal.

n“The martial meridians are still okay actually. It’s just a minor problem. When I say I’m helpless, I mean that I have no way for you to recover your power that has dropped all these years,” Xia Qingchen added.

nSince he wanted to treat the sickness, he naturally had hoped to treat everything in one go.

nHis original intention was to help Zhen Nantian recover all the cultivation he had lost through these many years. But after a check, he discovered that his injury had been left untreated for too long.

nGiven his current cultivation, it was impossible to help Zhen Nantian recover his power within a short period.

nBut to him, curing the twisted martial meridians was still pretty simple.

n“Say it again?” The aged body of Zhen Nantian trembled violently, not daring to believe what he had heard.

nXia Qingchen calmly continued, “Just like what you have heard. With regards to recovering your lost cultivation, I’m helpless.”

nZhen Nantian abruptly stood up. He turned and used his large, aged hands to hold on to Xia Qingchen’s shoulders. He agitatedly shook him. “Who asked you to recover my lost cultivation? My greatest hope is for my martial meridians to be healed!”

nNever in his wildest dreams had he ever thought about having someone recover his lost cultivation.

nBecause it was too unreal.

nUnless a deity descended.

nAs long as his martial meridians could recover, he would already thank the heavens and earth.

nXia Qingchen calmly pushed his hands away and smiled. “Since the difficulty of your request is so low, it’s easy to help you.”

nAfter speaking, he took out a brush and ink and wrote down two lines of herbs’ names.

n“This is the medical prescription, go and get these herbs and boil them into a medicinal soup!”

n“As for this, this is a recovery-type martial skill that is targeted at recovering damaged martial meridians. After you drink the soup every day, you have to meditate and circulate your inner force according to the martial skill. Do this for about three years and you will definitely recover.”

nZhen Nantian wasn’t an ordinary person. With just a glance at the recovery martial skill, he could instantly tell that it was extraordinary.

n“High-grade mystic-tier auxiliary-type martial skill?” Zhen Nantian was badly shocked.

nMystic-tier martial skill! And it was one of the rarest auxiliary-type that aided in recovering injuries!

nThis was extremely rare in the world!

nAt this moment, he felt an unprecedented hope in recovering from his injuries.

n“In addition, other than using this recovery martial skill, you still need to absorb vast quantities of essence qi. The essence qi in the Shrine is far from enough, so you best make some preparations.”

nZhen Nantian listened seriously and memorized all of Xia Qingchen’s words, not daring to miss out on anything. He nodded. “This old man knows of a faraway place. The essence qi there should be sufficient for me to use.”

n“I’ve said what I needed to say. I will congratulate the old Shrine Master in advance for your recovery,” Xia Qingchen spoke.

nZhen Nantian had a smile on his face. He cast a deep glance at Xia Qingchen.

n“You are truly a supreme expert. This old man cannot see through you.”

nBeing able to take out a mystic-tier martial skill so casually and still understand so much about Godking Dustless’s matters, Xia Qingchen was truly too mysterious.

n“It’s fine if you cannot see through me. It’s sufficient that you can see my personality.” Xia Qingchen had his hands clasped behind his back as he smiled.

nZhen Nantian nodded. He could really see Xia Qingchen’s personality.

nDoing what was promised, Xia Qingchen’s reputation and prestige were unquestionable.

n“How should this old man repay you?” Zhen Nantian asked.

nXia Qingchen shook his head. “I’ve already obtained the reward. If the old Shrine Master has no other matters, please return.”

nGodking Dustless’s old item was the reward.

nBut compared to treating Zhen Nantian’s injuries, that old item was truly not worthy of a mention.

n“In the future, if you run into any difficulties, please look for me.” Zhen Nantian pledged.

nXia Qingchen nodded lightly and walked together with Zhen Nantian and Zhen Zhilan to the exit.

nWhen they reached there, they saw Xia Jie and Zhao Churan hurriedly rushing over.

nThe servants behind them were carrying many bags as well.

nXia Qingchen was astonished!

nWhat’s going on?

nUpon seeing this, Zhen Nantian clasped his hands. “Little friend. This old man will bid farewell here. In the future, if you are free, please come to the Shrine. If I’m not there, I will get Zhilan to receive you.”

n“Right, I won’t send you off any further,” Xia Qingchen replied.

nHe watched as the two of them left the Manor before finally turning to Xia Jie who was surveying the Southern Xia Manor. He calmly asked, “Aunt, do you want to move in?”

nXia Yuan was slightly helpless as he stood beside his sister. Xia Yuan spoke, “Qingchen, your second uncle’s home is not too peaceful these days. Let’s just let your aunt and cousin stay in our residence for now, okay?”

nXia Qingchen glanced at his aunt and Zhao Churan.

nTruthfully speaking, he didn’t really loathe her, but he didn’t have a favorable impression of her either.

nEarlier in that dinner banquet, when Xia Xun, Xia Qilin, and Xia Cangliu had attacked, this aunt of his hadn’t helped or stopped them, she had simply stood at the side and watched.

nAs for Zhao Churan, he didn’t really dislike her, but it was extremely difficult for him to like her.

nA young woman who curried favors to climb the social ladder. No matter how beautiful her appearance was, it was impossible for his heart to be moved.

n“Oh, just stay here then.” Xia Qingchen didn’t object. He nodded to the mother and daughter. “Aunt and cousin can stay here at ease. I have something on and will return to the martial pavilion first.”

nAfter speaking, he left directly.

nZhao Churan bit her ruby lips lightly, and her crystal-like eyes contained a faint hint of shyness. Just when she wanted to take the initiative to speak to Xia Qingchen, he had already left.

nNow, a look of disappointment couldn’t help but appear on her jade-like face.

n“The days ahead are still long, why is there a need to rush?” Xia Jie’s soft voice whispered into her ears.

nZhao Churan turned red upon seeing that her mother had seen through her thoughts and intentions.

nBut she also felt more optimistic now.

nIndeed, although her cousin was outstanding and would definitely gain the interest of many beauties in the future, she was still his cousin and as the saying goes, the pavilion closest to the water enjoys the moonlight first.

nUpon thinking of this, her emotions felt much better.

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