Wen Lei’s face was full of disbelief.
He had never imagined that his old injury, caused by his eager cultivation in his early years resulting in Sword Qi backlash, would actually be seen through by Zhu Fei.
"Brother Zhu, you...?"
Wen Lei opened his mouth, but for a mont he genuinely didn’t know what to say.
At this mont, his heart was a whirlwind of emotions; he was shocked, overjoyed, expectant, and yet anxious...
Only now did he fully understand why Song Yan had specially instructed him before he left to get on good terms with this person.
It turns out that the Zhu Fei before him was a master of dical Skill—a master even more formidable than Elder Song of the Chunqiu Pavilion!
"Hehe, what if I said that I could heal the old injury in Brother Wen’s body and at the sa ti help you break through to the Power Realm cultivation? I wonder if Brother Wen feels confident about dealing with people like Yan Chong now?"
At this ti, Zhu Fei finally unveiled his ultimate plan, smiling as he asked Wen Lei.
Indeed, Zhu Fei intended to utilize Wen Lei to completely annihilate the mbers of the Blood Evil Sect this ti around! Not a single one spared!
"What? Brother Zhu, you’re saying you can not only heal my old injury but also help break through my current cultivation level?"
With a "whoosh", Wen Lei suddenly stood up, his eyes once again filled with horror as he looked towards Zhu Fei.
In that mont, he had completely lost his composure, losing the grace that had always defined him as the head disciple of a sect.
Wen Lei really couldn’t help but lose his composure; after all, the old injury from his early years had plagued him for a long ti. No matter how he sought out famous doctors or collected precious dicines for treatnt, there had been no substantial effect.
But now...
This Zhu Fei before him, this young man highly regarded by Elder Song, was making a solemn promise to him.
He could heal Wen Lei’s old injury, not just heal it, but also offer a BOGO deal—helping him to break through his current cultivation level as well. How could this not shock Wen Lei? Not excite him? Not thrill him?
Of course, as the head disciple of the Chunqiu Pavilion, Wen Lei wasn’t soone who could be swayed by just any rumour.
After the initial shock, he finally started to calm down.
He picked up the teacup in front of him, gently sipped to soothe his emotions, and finally looked at Zhu Fei again, speaking earnestly:
"Brother Zhu, to be honest, before I ca to Lan City, I received advice from Elder Song to form a good relationship with you. He also told so information about you, but most of it was hinted at, and he did not explicitly ntion your abilities to ."
Hearing this, Zhu Fei’s heart also relaxed a bit.
Thankfully, that old man Song Yan had kept his promise, not truly disclosing his situation to others.
After all, when everyone was in Elder Qiu’s sickroom, they had agreed to keep Zhu Fei’s true situation confidential.
Even though Zhu Fei could sowhat understand if Song Yan had shared his situation with Wen Lei, understanding was one thing, but if Song Yan had actually done so, then Zhu Fei might not be as sincere with him as before in the future.
Wen Lei paused briefly, then continued:
"Although I have always admired and trusted Elder Song’s discernnt, the matter of my own affliction has been long-standing. Now I hope Brother Zhu can truly enlighten . I would be incredibly grateful."
As he spoke, Wen Lei actually bowed directly to Zhu Fei and then earnestly said again, "If what Brother Zhu just said can truly be achieved, then I, Wen Lei, here guarantee that for Yan Chong and the others, I will make sure they co without return."
"At the sa ti, I will also send a ssage to my pavilion, dispatching experts to co to Lan City to secretly protect your friends. As long as they stay in Lan City, I can ensure their complete safety."
Clearly, Wen Lei had laid everything out on the table and had also demonstrated his full sincerity.
Because he knew, if everything Zhu Fei had just described was true, then there was absolutely no need to beat around the bush anymore. They were both clever people, and if there was anything to discuss, it was better to be honest and upfront.
Indeed, after hearing Wen Lei’s heartfelt words, a flash of admiration couldn’t help but appear in Zhu Fei’s eyes.
Actually, Zhu Fei’s first impression of Wen Lei was not bad, but now, after Wen Lei’s words, his good feelings towards Wen Lei couldn’t help but increase even more.
Zhu Fei then pondered for a mont before smiling at Wen Lei, "Since Brother Wen can be so frank, then I, Zhu Fei, won’t hide anything anymore."
After a slight pause, Zhu Fei continued, "If I’m not mistaken, every day at midnight and from 7 a.m. to 9 a.m., there is congestion in your liver and kidney ridians, and often, there is a chilling, piercing pain in the right side below your ribs."
"And whenever this occurs, when you operate your cultivation technique, it often feels obstructed. If you force it, occasionally there is even a risk of deviating from your cultivation and inviting madness. Am I right?"
Having finished, Zhu Fei also picked up the tea cup in front of him, took a light sip, and then smiled as he looked at Wen Lei, who by now, had a stunned expression on his face.
That’s right, Wen Lei was indeed thoroughly shocked by what Zhu Fei had just described.
Everything Zhu Fei had said about his body was not only completely correct, so details were ones even he himself hadn’t noticed.
Especially the risk of cultivation deviation, if Zhu Fei hadn’t brought it up, he might have overlooked it.
And just thinking about it, Wen Lei couldn’t help but shiver.
Such matters were not to be taken lightly; if not handled properly, it could very well lead to disastrous consequences.
With this in mind, Wen Lei no longer had any doubts and quickly bowed again to Zhu Fei, his tone sincere and not without excitent, "What Brother Zhu has just described is even more detailed than my own experiences. Please, Brother Zhu, help . For such a great kindness, I, Wen Lei, will never forget."
As he said this, curiosity also erged on Wen Lei’s face, and he asked, "May I know when Brother Zhu noticed my condition, to have such a comprehensive understanding?"
Zhu Fei slightly smiled and said, "To be honest with Brother Wen, in fact, from the very first mont I saw you, I had already noticed."
"The... the first mont?"
Wen Lei’s heart trembled once again.
He then recalled their first eting when Zhu Fei did seem to frown slightly.
He had thought that Zhu Fei was dissatisfied with Yan Chong and Elder Bai’s escape, but now it appeared that it had sothing to do with him.
This realization made Wen Lei truly admire Zhu Fei.
At the sa ti, he felt a true sense of gratitude towards Song Yan, who had given him a warning before.
After all, with Zhu Fei’s current near-miraculous dical Skills, he believed Zhu Fei would be highly regarded as an honored guest by any sect or family in the Ancient Martial World wherever he showed his abilities.
And for Wen Lei to be able to forge a connection with soone like Zhu Fei so early on could be considered a truly fortuitous fate.
Right then, Zhu Fei took a piece of paper and a brush from the table beside him, swiftly wrote down a prescription, and then handed it to Wen Lei, saying, "Brother Wen, do you have the dicine listed here?"
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