The attending doctor’s words were already very clear.
In plain terms — kid, you don’t have many good days left to live. Spend all your money while you can, so it doesn’t go to waste and benefit others when you die.
Chen Huaian returned to the hotel helplessly, and it was already past nine in the evening.
“Alas, earning money is useless, this disease cannot be cured even with money.” He opened the game and saw that Li Qingran had already stopped meditating and was sitting by the window gazing at the moonlight outside, lost in thought.
This little girl must also be worried about tomorrow’s progress.
But she didn’t need to worry at all.
Because there was 500,000 yuan in the bank card now, which was already a huge sum for this game. There were so many things that could be done with it. A single Immortal-grade Hunyuan Replenishing Sky Pill only cost 100,000 yuan, and with 500,000 yuan, one might even be able to buy the life of a Yuan婴 cultivator!
“If only I could also spend real money in the game to buy myself more life,” Chen Huaian shook his head. Unfortunately, his life wasn’t a game, and no one would send him some world-defying items from outside the game.
Li Qingran would return to the Bluecloud Sect tomorrow.
And he would go to Heavenly Gate Mountain to record the program.
“Changing fate still relies on myself. At least now I have 500,000 yuan to do many things I wouldn’t dare to think about before. In a certain sense, isn’t this a kind of changing fate?”
Chen Huaian lay on the bed looking at the ceiling, talking to himself.
His originally anxious mood instantly calmed down.
Things wouldn’t get worse anymore.
Every step afterward would be an excellent sign.
“Alas, there’s nothing to do for now, let’s give that black cat an acupuncture treatment.”
He finally remembered that there was another living being in the room, so he took the black cat out of the shoebox.
The black cat was sleeping just now, and its eyes were still dazed as it was placed on the sofa by Chen Huaian. However, it quickly realized what was happening and pitifully meowed with a hoarse voice. Then, it limped a few steps on the sofa and turned around to meow at Chen Huaian again.
Could Chen Huaian bear it?
He stared at the black cat’s lame leg and stroked his chin, pondering, “What kind of acupuncture technique should I use? The previous meridian-opening needle was effective, although it seemed risky. But since it’s already lame, any side effects wouldn’t matter anyway, and my luck won’t be that bad.”
The black cat stared at Chen Huaian and pondered too.
[“Hehe, am I not cute enough? Hurry up and perform acupuncture on me, cure my injuries, so I will have more opportunities to deal with your treasures… hehehe!”]
“Then let’s use the meridian-opening needle. Let’s take a gamble, maybe we can turn a bicycle into a motorcycle!” Chen Huaian took out the silver needle and started operating on the black cat.
Half an hour later, the black cat looked at its lame right leg and fell into deep thought.
[“Sss—! This shouldn’t happen!”]
[“Could it be that this guy doesn’t know how to do acupuncture? But my leg was fine before!”]
It was just pretending to limp, but now it was truly lame.
An expressionless face loomed in its vision.
“You have a bond with me.”
Chen Huaian covered his guilt with a profound expression. He could see clearly that the black cat’s right leg had completely lost sensation, like a wooden mallet, stiff and hard.
“Since that’s the case, I’ll take responsibility for you. From now on, you’ll be called ‘Ba Ji.’ Naming a pet in our human world means incorporating it under your command. You will grow up healthily in the future, eating whatever I eat, and you’re not allowed to be picky…”
While Chen Huaian kept muttering, he put a bewildered Ba Ji back into the shoebox and closed the lid. He thought a kitten wouldn’t understand anything, and once he figured out the meridian-opening needle method, he would heal its leg.
Then he leaned on his cane and went downstairs to buy steamed buns.
Today, since he had money, besides steamed buns, he would also add a chicken leg.
With a loud bang, the door closed.
The shoebox on the table shook violently.
[“Ahhhh! My leg!!!”]
[“Damn human kid, wait until I find a way to deal with you!”]
…
At noon, Chen Huaian was already asleep, and the mobile phone on the table was still running the electronic girlfriend game.
As the time reached exactly 12 o’clock, a prompt box popped up in the game:
【You have 72 days remaining in your lifespan.】
…
“Did you hear? That Li Qingran is going back to the sect!”
“Li Qingran? Who is she…”
“The one who injured the Junior Sister from Chixiao Peak, it was said to be intentional. Oh, how terrible, how dare she come back?”
“Who cares whether it was intentional or not? Is there anyone who doesn’t get injured during the sect competition? Isn’t Chixiao Peak too delicate?”
“Stop talking, Li Qingran has arrived!”
All disciples looked towards the entrance of the Bluecloud Sect.
Unbeknownst to them, a slim figure had already appeared there. She wore a light blue and white Taoist robe, her black hair tied with a white rope behind her head, holding a moon-white flying sword in her right hand. A morning breeze blew, lifting two strands of hair from her forehead, and her clothes and the tassels of the sword fluttered in the wind.
Her pace wasn’t fast, but in no time, she had already reached the square in front of the sect hall.
“Is she Li Qingran?”
“Hmm, everyone says Mu Baishuang is beautiful, Li Qingran is jealous because Mu Baishuang took her place on Chixiao Peak… but now looking at it, this Li Qingran is much more beautiful than Mu Baishuang…”
“Ho ho, Li Qingran is originally more beautiful than Mu Baishuang. When she was expelled from the sect, I felt quite sorry for her.”
…
Li Qingran stood still on the square in front of the hall, raising her eyes to meet the various gazes around her.
There were altogether 1200 cultivators in the Bluecloud Sect, and she could clearly hear their murmurs.
She didn’t know what they were saying.
They probably weren’t saying anything good…
“Li Qingran, don’t be afraid.”
She tightly gripped the Su Xian Sword, whose scabbard was icy cold.
The blade made of thousand-year-old mystic iron emitted threads of frosty white coldness through the scabbard, blending with the morning mist.
But she didn’t feel particularly cold; instead, her heart gradually settled, and she no longer felt nervous.
She wasn’t standing here alone.
She wasn’t isolated either.
Even though she couldn’t see the silhouette of her senior, she could feel a warm gaze watching her.
Day and night, whenever she practiced, ate, slept, or bathed… that gaze would occasionally appear.
At first, she would blush and feel awkward, but later, without that gaze, she would feel somewhat uneasy.
Unknowingly, she had become very dependent on her senior.
She knew it wasn’t good, but she couldn’t control her feelings.
After waiting for an unknown length of time, the sunlight shifted slightly.
The personal disciples of all the peaks gathered, and the doors of the main hall opened. Sect Leader Wu Duantian came out of the door with three personal disciples. Five beams of light flew down from the top of Chixiao Peak, with a green flying sword leading the way descending from the sky. Qingxuan Daoist leaped off the Xuanyuan Sword, followed by Xiao Yifeng, Yun Zimo, and Zhang Hanxiao, three inner disciples of Chixiao Peak, successively landing on the square after getting off the flying swords. Lu Changtian arrived last, carrying Junior Sister Mu Baishuang on his flying sword.
Li Qingran and Mu Baishuang, who was behind Lu Changtian, exchanged a glance, both calm.
However, Mu Baishuang seemed startled and quickly hid behind Lu Changtian.
Suddenly, a roar sounded, making Li Qingran’s ears buzz.
“Li Qingran! Do you know your crime?!”
