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"Alright, we should go now."
Su Yun rolled his eyes. This old guy had just recovered his strength and was already getting cocky.
Hai Bo Dong nodded, placing his hands behind his back, standing up straight with a solemn expression.
"I am a man of my word. If that's the case, let's go."
Hai Bo Dong approached Su Yun and Qing Lin, intending to carry them both while flying.
Su Yun rolled his eyes again, holding Qing Lin and unfolding the Purple Cloud Wing behind him, flying out of the window.
Hai Bo Dong was once again stunned.
Martial Qi Wings!
No, no, it was a Flight Martial Skill!
Hai Bo Dong smacked his lips. Tsk, whose subordinate was this monster?
Hai Bo Dong shook his head, and a pair of icy Martial Qi Wings condensed behind his back. He flashed forward, following Su Yun.
He had no intention of breaking his word, after all, he still had an Imperial Apex Pill to look forward to.
So, it seemed that promises were still very necessary.
Halfway through the flight, Hai Bo Dong's expression suddenly changed.
"No, why do I only have the strength of a Two-star Martial Emperor?"
He had been a Five-star Martial Emperor in his prime.
He had been too excited in the inn and hadn't noticed. Now that his emotions had calmed, he realized the problem.
In front of him, Su Yun's face showed a smug smile.
"You still have the nerve to say that? Those herbs you have are from who knows how long ago, and the preservation methods were far from professional. Many of the herbs have lost their potency.
How good could the medicinal effects of the pills be?"
Hai Bo Dong's face froze.
He knew his own situation.
These herbs had taken him decades to collect, and he wasn't an alchemist, so he knew very little about preserving herbs. It was only natural that some of the potency had been lost.
"Old Hai, I know of a Fifth-grade pill called the Rejuvenating Purple Pill, specifically for restoring strength lost due to a seal.
Are you interested, Old Hai?"
Hai Bo Dong's face was expressionless, but he said lightly, "How long?"
"Five years."
"Deal!"
Seeing Hai Bo Dong agree so readily, Su Yun was somewhat surprised.
So quick?
But Su Yun didn't think much of it, assuming Hai Bo Dong was eager to recover his strength.
Hai Bo Dong looked at Su Yun's back, his eyes deep.
In his view, this person had already taken everything from him, but still chose to fulfill his promise and return to the shop to complete the transaction, making him a trustworthy person.
During Su Yun's alchemy process, he had talked with the little girl, believing that Su Yun had taken her in out of pity, making him a kind person.
Moreover, he had managed to break through from a One-star Spirit Fighter to a Five-star Spirit Fighter in just three or four months, a significant four-star increase, showing exceptional talent.
And he was also a Sixth-rank Alchemist...
In short, he was worth following!
Hai Bo Dong was very confident in his judgment and wouldn't easily change his mind about something he had decided.
Because of that damned seal, he had wasted decades. On his own, breaking through to higher levels was a dream!
He decided to place his bet!
Betting on Su Yun, hoping that when Su Yun rose to power, he would lend him a hand!
To think that at such a young age, he was already a Sixth-rank Alchemist. What would he be like in ten years, twenty years?
...
Back in Wu Tan City, Su Yun let out a long sigh.
He was back!
The image of Little Medical Fairy appeared in Su Yun's mind, lingering for a long time.
So long without seeing her, how was that girl doing now?
After settling Hai Bo Dong and Qing Lin at home and telling them to tidy up a bit, Su Yun left.
After Su Yun left, Hai Bo Dong's temples throbbed.
Damn it, this kid was not human, making a grand Martial Emperor clean the house for him?!
Qing Lin looked at the large house, full of energy, and turned to Hai Bo Dong, wanting to pull him to help.
Seeing his pale face, her small face showed a timid expression.
"Grandpa Hai, why don't you rest in the yard? I can do it alone."
Hai Bo Dong looked at the little girl in front of him, sighed, and waved his hand.
He couldn't bear to let such a little girl clean the entire house by herself.
"No need."
Saying that, Hai Bo Dong walked into the house.
Cold fury! When would Hai Bo Dong be free from this restriction?!
On the other side, Su Yun transformed into Han Li's appearance and came to Luo Qianchen's house.
He knocked on the door, and soon a graceful and intelligent woman opened it.
Su Yun was taken aback.
"Master Han Li."
The woman greeted Su Yun with respect.
"Is this the home of President Luo Qianchen?"
Seeing that she recognized his disguise, Su Yun asked.
"Yes, Master. I am the disciple of Master Luo Qianchen. My name is Luo Qianyun. We have met before."
The woman said.
Su Yun thought for a moment and remembered.
When he was refining the Qi Gathering Powder, he had invited Luo Qianchen to observe, and they had indeed met then.
Su Yun couldn't help but think of Falkran and Otto.
Did these three old guys have some connection, for their disciples to be such young and beautiful women?
At that moment, Little Medical Fairy ran out of the room.
She was Su Yun's closest person and naturally knew who Han Li really was.
"Uncle Han."
Little Medical Fairy's face was full of excitement, with tears glistening in her eyes.
Xian'er had become even more beautiful.
Su Yun was also somewhat moved, but he didn't show it, nodding to Little Medical Fairy.
He took out a Parchment Scroll from the system space and said to Luo Qianyun, "When President Luo returns, give him this. I'm taking Xian'er with me."
On this Parchment Scroll was a very basic method for enhancing soul power.
It was extracted from the most fundamental part of Soul Technique.
Previously, Luo Qianchen had always failed to break through to the Fourth-grade alchemist level, mainly due to his lack of soul power.
Little Medical Fairy packed her luggage and left with Su Yun.
In a secluded corner, Su Yun took off his mask and changed back into his usual clothes.
Just as he was about to speak, Little Medical Fairy's delicate hands cupped Su Yun's face, and she tiptoed.
A soft sensation came from his lips, tinged with the warmth of a young girl, and a gentle fragrance seeped into Su Yun's senses.
Su Yun's eyes widened, and his hands rested on Little Medical Fairy's slender waist.
...
After a long while.
Little Medical Fairy's face was flushed, her breathing rapid, and she collapsed into Su Yun's arms.
"Xian'er..."
Su Yun leaned against the wall, adjusting Little Medical Fairy's position to make her more comfortable.
"Brother, what do you think our relationship is now?"
Su Yun was taken aback, pondering for a moment, "Siblings?"
Hearing this, Little Medical Fairy immediately got up from Su Yun's arms, pouting and scolding, "Say that again!
Do siblings do these things?"
Her voice was clearly softer at the end.
Su Yun smiled inwardly. After more than half a year, Xian'er's courage had grown quite a bit.
(End of Chapter)