Chapter 4, what a pure and upright thought this is
Jiang Qingliu is also concerned about this: "How long does Jiang's meridian need to be nurtured?"
Jiang Qingliu, disregarding his injuries, immediately had Cuixue inform his close friends. The Jiang family publicly referred to Jiang Qingliu's injury as a period of seclusion. He debuted at the age of fifteen and has been active in the martial world for twelve years, with the entire family managing a reputation of prestige. Although he is only twenty-seven years old now, his influence in the martial world is significant.
Su Jieyi: "Hmm?"
Jiang Qingliu still felt a bit moved, after all, having roamed the world, it was inevitable to experience moments of bloodshed and injury. He did not express a clear opinion: "Let's discuss the thoughts behind the first half of the sentence"
"No, hero..." He tugged at Su Jieyi's sleeve, refusing to let go, "I will stay here and wait for three to five days..."
Although everyone around was immersed in sorrow, Bo Ye Jingxing's situation was relatively good. Considering that he was a friend of Jiang Qingliu and had come specifically to offer assistance, Su Jieyi, the disciple of Nie Fuseng, took great care of him.
After three to five days, the poison within this old man will be suppressed, and I shall deliver a Heart-Burning Palm strike to you, young man
With a single stroke of his sword, which was not yet sharpened, it struck thin Ye Jingxing like a bamboo strip. Ye Jingxing exclaimed, "Your internal energy is still within me; if you kill me, you will truly become a useless person!"
Jiang Qingliu's gaze was filled with laughter: "What do you think?"
Seeing Jiang Qingliu in such a critical condition, both Xie Qingyi and Fang Ruo, who rushed over, were filled with tears. Jiang Qingliu gestured for them to refrain from discussing other matters: "Immediately find all available forces and help me locate a person!" Just as he was about to describe the individual, someone outside suddenly reported: "Alliance Leader Jiang, I am from Songfeng Mountain Villa. Our villa master was assassinated and died two days ago!"
Shang Tianliang discussed for an hour with Jiang Qingliu. There were still many details that needed to be confirmed, but Jiang Qingliu was also unwell, so he had to make the decision himself. Bo Ye Jingxing was taken away in the dead of night along with the books, and when he left, he was suffering from the onset of his addiction to the longevity pill, unable to resist.
Jiang Qingliu casually picked up the sword hanging above and with one hand pressed him down into the quilt: "Old thief Bo Ye, give me a reason not to kill you!"
The lid of the box opened, revealing a woman curled up in deep sleep on the bright red silk inside. Her dark hair spread out over the vibrant red silk, resembling flowing ink. She wore only a thin spring garment, the white fabric partially concealing and partially revealing her perfect figure, akin to a lily poised to bloom.
Jiang Qingliu elegantly rose and walked in front of him. He finally shrank back into the bed and asked, "What do you want to do?"
No, no, no, "Hakuyou Kyoukou is evading the issue in various ways. I am currently poisoned, my insides are burning, and I cannot move. I do not want to leave..."
"Young hero, please do not worry. I still have my master's affairs to attend to, and I fear I may not be able to take care of you properly." Su Jieyi struggled to break free, and decisively severed the sleeve, forcibly sending him away. ... Although this friend of the leader of the Jiang Alliance speaks without restraint, he is indeed ... ... quite clingy ... ...
Jiang Qingliu took out a pouch containing various poisons and antidotes from his waist. Bo Ye Jingxing was mainly reluctant to part with the Longevity Pill, so he reached out to snatch it. Jiang Qingliu struck down with the sword he held, making a sharp sound, causing Bo Ye Jingxing to feel pain and retract his hand.
Su Jieyi was at a loss whether to laugh or cry: "The leader of the Jiang faction is unwell. After I have taken care of my master's affairs in a few days, I will also go to the Chenbi Mountain Villa to pay a visit. When the time comes, I hope the young hero can identify the true culprit and avenge my master"
Su Jieyi's eyes still carried a trace of sorrow: "The leader of the Jiang Alliance has ordered us to swiftly escort the young hero back to the Chenbi Villa. The poison of the cup and the shadow of the snake originally came from Chenbi Villa, and the leader of the Jiang Alliance must have a remedy. The kindness shown to the young hero today will surely be repaid by Songfeng Villa in the future"
He was unable to even extend his hand and was thus carried away by Shang Tianliang
Bohong Jingxing: "Jiang Alliance Leader? Is Jiang Qingliu and the book still alive?"
When a month later, when Shang Tianliang returned the person, Jiang Qingliu was in a terrible state!
Shang Tianliang suddenly changed his expression, revealing a hint of ingratiation: "His constitution is special, it would be a great pity to let him die from poison. Lord Jiang, why not sell him to me? The price is negotiable"
Jiang Qingliu did not respond, and he chuckled, saying: "When I was wandering the rivers and lakes, your father was still wet behind the ears. How could I possibly deceive a junior like you, right?"
Now that the news of his serious injury has spread, many well-informed individuals are rushing over. Jiang Yintian cannot afford to let these people perceive even the slightest hint of neglect towards Jiang Qingliu. These individuals are all men who have tasted blood and, in a moment of rage, would not hesitate to risk their lives in a fight.
The visitor bowed again and said: "The friend of Lord Jiang is a young hero, and our young master also admires him greatly"
However, it must be said that Lord Jiang has placed too much trust in Shang Tianliang
Two days later, at Chenbi Mountain Villa
The next day, he ordered someone to contact Shang Tianliang. Shang Tianliang had a strained relationship with his daughter Shang Xin, and Jiang Qingliu was quite skillful; he happened to send Shang Xin away the day before Shang Tianliang's arrival, thus avoiding a meeting between the father and daughter
Jiang Qingliu let out a sigh of relief; Tianxiang Valley is renowned as a valley of divine physicians. The previous generation's valley master, Shang Tianliang, prioritized profit. However, Shang Xin places the utmost importance on medical ethics, making it difficult to speak ill of him. Jiang Qingliu nodded; he was still reluctant to mention the dark dealings in front of a benevolent physician like Shang Xin.
Sometimes, you can never be too trusting of those who are overly motivated by profit, for you will never know how they might distort your pure and upright intentions
He strode back to the villa and began to carefully search for the evidence left by the murderer
Jiang Qingliu interrupted him: "I do not want to hear this."
Songfeng Mountain Villa
Bohyeo Jinghang lay on the bed, resting his chin on his hands, needing three to five days to dispel the poison of the cup's shadow: "Nie Fusing is not the one I killed."
Jiang Qingliu raised his head: "Is this a friend of Jiang's?"
Jiang Qingliu forcefully snapped the knife silk, as if it were the head of someone's dog: "Fang Ruo, Qing Yi, you two immediately go to Songfeng Mountain Villa and bring back my foolish brother's good friend to Chenbi Mountain Villa. The situation is urgent, and there is no need to detoxify him on the way; we will make plans once we return."
Fang Ruo and Xie Qingyi had no other conversation, and the visitor did not understand: "The leader's close friend is deeply poisoned and may not withstand the fatigue and turmoil of the journey..."
She slept in the posture of a newborn just out of the womb, with only a profile visible, yet one could already sense her extraordinary beauty. At the moment the box was opened, a faint aroma of wine burst forth, filling the entire gathering hall.
Jiang Qingliu let out a cold laugh: "But this alliance leader truly misses him too much."
Her snow-white wrist guard rests against her chest, the red silk lining contrasting with her skin, more translucent and radiant than beautiful jade
A person came forward and bowed, saying: "We found a knife at the scene, and someone recognized it as the weapon of that old fellow, Bo Ye Jingxing, from years ago. The young master specifically ordered me to bring it here. Please, leader, be sure to take a stand for Songfeng Mountain Manor"
She was delivered in a round, gold-painted box
Jiang Qingliu rinses his mouth with clear tea
Bohyeo Jinghang remained unmoved, stating: "Moreover, Jiang Shaosang was truly not killed by me. Do you not wish to find the real enemy?"
However, early that day, Songfeng Mountain Villa specifically sent someone to rouse him from his bed and put him into a carriage. Bo Ye Jingxing's hair stood on end: "Nie family's young master, what are you doing?"
He was fully conscious and even asked Jiang Qingliu, "Where do you intend to take me?"
However, before a response could be given, the other party continued: "The leader's friend is currently at our manor, afflicted by a severe poison. The young master has already invited the renowned physician Shang Tianliang to provide treatment."
Shang Tianliang smiled and said: "I have my own way to make him obediently follow Lord Jiang. We can discuss this deal again after a year. At that time, I will provide free medical treatment for the Jiang family’s injured and sick for life, how about that?"
Jiang Qingliu took a deep breath and said, "Thin, wild, scenery, travel"
The visitor felt no sense of strangeness: "Indeed, the friend of Alliance Leader Jiang claimed to have been entrusted by Alliance Leader Jiang to go to Songfeng Villa to deliver a warning. However, the enemy was one step ahead, and he was unable to save the villa's master. Furthermore, he was ambushed and poisoned. The young master of the villa feels deeply remorseful and has specifically instructed me to express his gratitude to Alliance Leader Jiang."
He reallocated the personnel in the courtyard where Jiang Qingliu was located, ensuring that people continuously delivered medicine and provided care for twelve hours straight
Jiang Qingliu took a deep breath again and received the roll of bright red knife silk: "Is this good friend of mine, the leader of the alliance, around sixteen or seventeen years old, slender in build, and speaking arrogantly and disrespectfully?"
When Jiang Qingliu woke up, three days had already passed. That strike of the Burning Heart Palm should have been enough to take his life. However, masters often strike with precision. Bo Ye Jingxing's attack overlooked the fact that his current internal strength was far inferior to before. He only used thirty percent of his power, and the Valley Master of Tianxiang Valley, Shang Xin, happened to still be at the Shenbi Mountain Manor.
He forced a laugh and said, "Since you are the leader of the martial arts world, you should have some measure of tolerance, right? It's just a slap, after all. Come over here and slap me, no, no, give me ten slaps! I will not say a word against it, how about that?"
In the evening, Jiang Qingliu would finish entertaining guests and then asked Shang Xin to take Bo Ye Jingxing's pulse. Shang Xin furrowed his brows and only spoke to him privately after leaving the room: "The most serious issue with the leader's friend is not the residual poison in his body. If he continues to take the longevity pill, he may not survive more than a year and a half."
I want you to control his life within a year" After examining Bo Ye Jingxing's pulse, Jiang Qingliu got straight to the point. Shang Tianliang, who was over fifty, was particularly kind to others when he had enough money, embodying an ethereal and transcendent demeanor: "This person has an extraordinary skeletal structure, his meridians are resilient and his constitution is unlike that of ordinary people, and his pulse does not distinguish between yin and yang, making his physique quite peculiar. Logically, if an ordinary person had taken longevity pills for so many years, how could there still be physiological...
Shang Tianliang, upon arrival, disregarded all grievances and enmities—his sole focus was on money. Jiang Qingliu was much more candid in his dealings with him; although he was a man of the righteous path, he felt no need to be overly merciful when confronted with someone like Bo Ye Jingxing.
The merchant's heart is to promote the palace and invigorate the blood: "Six months is sufficient."
He has already shown mercy, and the result was that he almost got killed by that guy with a single blow
The timely treatment ensured that Jiang Qingliu was no longer in danger of losing his life. Shang Xin remained relatively optimistic: "The leader's decision to forfeit his martial arts was indeed the right course of action. Although this resulted in the loss of internal energy, it at least preserved the meridians and foundational strength. After recuperation, the leader will still be able to rebuild his mental cultivation."
Jiang Qingliu expressed his displeasure: "It has been several days since we last met, and the Merchant God Physician is no longer as candid as before."
Jiang Yintian wondered what it was that had summoned a total of sixty-one individuals, including the clan leader and various elders, to the assembly hall. The entire gathering hall was so quiet that one could hear a pin drop. Everyone held their breath as Shang Tianliang, standing beside the box, made a slight gesture. Two elegantly dressed and graceful maidservants untied the large red satin ribbon, which was fashioned into a bow, that secured the box, and gently opened the lid. Their movements were incredibly delicate, as if they feared disturbing a beautiful dream.
The box is made of camphor wood, intricately carved with clouds and mountains, featuring exquisite engravings and a rich fragrance
Jiang Qingliu was secretly alarmed; the master of Songfeng Mountain Villa was the Sword Saint Su Qixi, who could easily kill him?
Bai Ye Jinghang lay on the bed, occasionally glancing at Jiang Qingliu. Whenever Jiang Qingliu looked over, he immediately averted his gaze, pretending to look around. Jiang Qingliu was leisurely drinking his medicine; his internal injuries were quite severe, requiring a long period of recuperation. However, having practiced martial arts for many years, his physical condition was good, which did not affect his ability to sit, lie down, or walk.
Jiang Qingliu patiently drank half a bowl of medicine, yet remained silent
Everyone is speechless, and Lord Jiang has coughed up blood