Chapter 1087: [(793)] Don’t Mess with Honest People (Asking for Monthly Tickets and Subscriptions) Chapter 1087: [(793)] Don’t Mess with Honest People (Asking for Monthly Tickets and Subscriptions) Just as Wan Youcai was feeling restless, the room door suddenly opened. Before he could say anything, Sun Juxian’s daughter-in-law had already taken the lead and walked over.
“Predecessor Sun–”
“He’s inside, you go in and take a look first.” Pei Jinye made room for them.
The woman quickly nodded and hurried into the room.
Sun Juxian did not rush to follow but approached Pei Jinye, passing a small box into his hands.
“Master Sun, I cannot thank you enough, Qing’er’s life… Our Sun Family will keep this in heart.”
“You’re being too polite, Master Sun.”
Pei Jinye felt the strong Wood Attribute power contained within the box, slightly surprised.
But Sun Juxian did not say much, only nodded knowingly, and then entered the room to check on the whereabouts of his son and granddaughter.
Wan Youcai waited until there was no one around and then cautiously approached Pei Jinye, glancing over: “Boss, are you alright?”
Pei Jinye shook his head: “I’m fine.”
Muffled sobs could be heard coming from inside the room.
Wan Youcai felt chills run down his spine.
He couldn’t help but look at Pei Jinye.
It couldn’t be… that something really happened, could it?
Just then, Sun Juxian came out… Wan Youcai instinctively stepped back, his eyes glued to the door, his mind racing with the thought of needing to run when blood would splatter five steps away… one step, two steps… Damn! He needed to run seven steps!
[Doomed! Doomed!]
Then he heard Sun Juxian expressing his tearful gratitude.
Was the treatment successful?
Wan Youcai’s eyes widened as he looked at Pei Jinye.
All that was on his mind was…
What kind of background does this man have?
To make Zhong Wanhao greet him with a smile, and to make Predecessor Sun so humbled…
And the healing methods he displayed were simply invincible.
[The big shot!]
[And it’s a golden one at that!]
At this moment, the only thought in Wan Youcai’s mind was:
[Hold tight!]
The kind you never let go of, even in death.
“Considering the situation on the scene, it will still require at least seven more times.” Pei Jinye casually wrote down a list of medicinal herb names.
“Return seven times?” Hearing this, Sun Juxian immediately invited Pei Jinye to stay.
Pei Jinye did not refuse and passed over the written list: “These herbs are commonly available and can be purchased. You must boil them daily, once a day for adults, twice a day for children.”
Sun Juxian carefully accepted the prescription, thanking him repeatedly.
Pei Jinye then temporarily resided at the Sun Family.
Wan Youcai, though also invited, did not have the courage to stay, but he would occasionally bring information he had collected and reported proactively to Pei Jinye.
He spared no effort in demonstrating his abilities.
Pei Jinye also tested him by arranging for Wan Youcai to make purchases on his behalf, and the young man showed no intention of skimming off the top.
Indeed, he was clever.
Pei Jinye stayed for a week.
Sun Juxian often sat down with Pei Jinye, and also gained a lot of inspiration in the field of plant cultivation.
The wooden box that Sun Juxian had originally handed to him contained a treasure called the “Purity Bead”.
According to Sun Juxian, it was something he had come across by chance during one of his early adventures.
It had the ability to purify spiritual objects.
Now aged, with his days numbered, and with no one in his lineage possessing the talent for plant cultivation.
One reason for starting to transfer his ownership of the Advanced Spirit Soil was to arrange his affairs, and another was to raise money for his granddaughter’s treatment.
Thankfully, he had encountered Pei Jinye.
Otherwise, even if he exhausted his wealth, he would not have been able to turn the tides.
This is clearly a case of poison deliberately administered by someone. Besides the Purity Bead, he didn’t have any other treasures worth paying attention to.
Thus, the chance of inviting a truly powerful medicinal cultivator to act… is slim to none.
It was also his own fault, as his character was so; not adept at social maneuvering, hence he didn’t make many acquaintances.
Fortunately, he met Pei Jinye.
Therefore, Sun Juxian has always treated Pei Jinye with the utmost respect, seeing him as a benefactor of the Sun Family.
One day, Sun Juxian suddenly said to Pei Jinye, “Have you offended Zhong Wanhao? These past few days, I’ve always seen him lingering nearby… His gaze doesn’t look too friendly.”
He himself had little interaction with Zhong Wanhao and, due to the latter’s status, had avoided many things concerning him.
And Zhong Wanhao, seeing his tactfulness,
had thus not made things difficult for him over the years.
But for him to show up suddenly at one’s doorstep in such a furious state… it was likely because of Mister Sun staying at his house.
“It’s nothing serious.” Pei Jinye remained calmly composed.
Seeing this, Sun Juxian didn’t pursue the matter further, but he kept a watchful eye on Zhong Wanhao in secret, staying on guard.
He couldn’t understand why Zhong Wanhao was so enraged.
In fact, Zhong Wanhao hadn’t expected… that Pei Jinye would stubbornly stay put.
It was like watching a cake you thought you were about to eat, only to have someone snatch it away in the middle.
“You and your Sun Family had better not meddle in this, or I’ll kill you all!”
Zhong Wanhao snorted coldly.
And turned to leave.
…
On the eighth day, Sun Juxian’s expression suddenly became agitated.
He had found the person who administered the poison.
That night, he came to Pei Jinye, spoke for over half an hour, then left alone with the air of a hero who departs on a journey from which he may never return.
His departure wasn’t a matter of just a day or two.
His continued absence over the next several days inevitably caused concern.
On this day, Pei Jinye started the seventh blood exchange.
This one was crucial, with the process taking three times longer than usual.
The lady’s husband and daughter were missing, and she herself was unsure of whether they were dead or alive inside their room. She sat on the bed, unknowingly pulling her handkerchief out of shape.
Not until evening.
Did Pei Jinye complete the process.
The baby girl before him had fully recovered to normal.
“Consider it a blessing in disguise.”
Although the baby’s constitution is weak now, after being nurtured by his Power of the Stars, she is more robust than ordinary people… with proper cultivation in the future, her starting point will be higher than others.
But only he was fully aware of the dangers involved.
A slight mistake, and the baby girl could have lost her life.
He and Sun Juxian had discussed this point, but the Sun Family, even going so far as to kneel before him, begged him to intervene.
A situation that left no other choice.
“Predecessor…”
As Pei Jinye was preparing to leave the room, Sun Juxian’s son spoke out tremulously, his face as pale as paper, showing no sign of color.
“Don’t worry.” Pei Jinye seemed to understand what he wanted to say and nodded slightly in reassurance.
Sun Juxian’s son opened his mouth, unable to bring himself to say: “My father… can he still come back?”
“Success lies in our efforts. I will personally ensure protection in your home these upcoming days. Focus on your recovery, for you will have to sustain this household in the future.” Pei Jinye gestured to the sleeping baby girl on the bed: “Take good care of her; her future achievements won’t be small.”
“The immense gratitude our Sun Family owes you, Predecessor, will be remembered for generations! We dare not forget!” Sun Juxian’s son managed to articulate his complete thought.
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When Pei Jinye opened the door, he saw the lady with a tense expression, not even knowing how to begin speaking.
“Everything is good. Follow the prescription I provided to prepare the medicine well.”
He instructed and then left.
After watching him leave, the woman hurried into the house.
Pei Jinye stood in the courtyard of the Sun Family’s residence; across a wall, on a street corner, someone was resentfully turning to leave.