Chapter 53: Li Xun's Other Identity!

"When did you leave?!" Li Xun was very anxious, he asked sternly.

Fang Xu held his head, speaking somewhat timidly: "The Young Master just left not long ago; it's probably been over an hour."

Over an hour?

Li Xun's expression changed slightly; if Martial Master Ninth Level Yun Wan were rushing at full speed, an hour would likely have brought her deep into Ti Lan Mountain, and she might already have entered the ruins.

Father and Yun Jin had entrusted Yun Wan to me when they left; if anything happens to Yun Wan on this trip, how would I explain it to them, how would I answer to the Yun Clan?

For now, he can only hope that Yun Wan encounters Father and Yun Jin's party in the ruins, which might still offer a chance of survival.

He glanced at Fang Xu beside him; Li Xun's expression shifted, but he didn't blame him too much.

As a mere Martial Disciple Second Level fighter, he couldn't possibly stop Yun Wan; being able to report to me the moment he woke up is already doing his best.

"Go back first; I'm allowing you to rest two days." He waved his hand, Li Xun said somewhat irritably.

Fang Xu said nothing, gave a slight bow, and hurriedly left the government office.

That crisis is over for now, but who knows what will happen next.

Returning home, seeing Chu Mu's room light still on, Fang Xu immediately fetched a basin of clean water to wash the blood from his hands and head, then heated another basin of water and brought it to Chu Mu's room.

"Brother Fang Xu."

Inside the room, Chu Mu sat in her wheelchair; seeing Fang Xu, a hint of a happy smile appeared on her face.

"You've been waiting a while, huh?" Fang Xu smiled gently, squatted down, skillfully removed her shoes and socks, and placed her feet in the basin to soak.

"Brother Fang Xu, are you injured?"

Although he had washed off the blood on his hands and body, Chu Mu still caught a faint scent of blood and quickly expressed concern.

Fang Xu sat beside her with a light smile: "Just a superficial wound, it's fine."

Chu Mu pursed her lips: "Brother, go get the medicine box; I'll bandage you."

"No……" Fang Xu was about to refuse, but seeing Chu Mu's stubborn expression, he immediately chuckled, got up, and fetched the medicine box from his own room.

He rested his head on Chu Mu's thigh, watching her carefully clean his wound, apply medicine, and bandage it.

"Brother Fang Xu, Mu stood up today."

While carefully bandaging the wound, Chu Mu said with a joyful soft voice: "Although I only stood for a few breaths, I really did stand up."

"Really?!" Fang Xu felt excited, sprang up abruptly, but accidentally tugged at his wound, making him grimace in pain.

Chu Mu gently pressed his head against her thigh and chided: "It's not healed yet."

In the lamplight, Fang Xu chuckled, enjoying this tenderness, his gaze sweeping over her beautiful features as he said: "Mu, you're actually a genius."

Chu Mu heard this, her hand movement paused slightly, she pouted: "Brother Fang Xu, why are you teasing me~~~"

"I'm not teasing you; you actually have a special physique… Do you know what a special physique is?"

Seeing he wasn't joking, Chu Mu tilted her head: "What is a special physique?"

Fang Xu sat up straight and said solemnly: "You can understand it as a physique innately suited for certain tasks."

"Master Lu told me you have a Fragrant Elixir Sacred Body… that is, the special fragrance you were born with."

Chu Mu still seemed not to grasp Fang Xu's meaning, her small face full of confusion.

Fang Xu thought for a moment, then rephrased more simply: "Master Lu's meaning is that you are a natural-born alchemist; as long as your legs recover and you can cultivate, you will surely become a pill master in the future."

"An alchemist?"

Chu Mu was somewhat taken aback: "Like the Wu Clan Ancestor's alchemist?"

Fang Xu nodded: "An alchemist even stronger than the Wu Clan Ancestor!"

Hearing this, Chu Mu became very excited.

Her grandfather had been the proprietor of the Wu Clan's Fragrant Herb Shop in his lifetime, often telling her the story of the Wu Clan's rise; it can be said that the Wu Clan's ascent from an ordinary landlord to the most powerful clan in Maple Forest Town rests entirely on the Wu Clan Ancestor's alchemical techniques.

If she herself could become an alchemist, could she help Brother Fang Xu so he wouldn't have to toil from dawn to dusk every day?

"But… but I haven't recovered yet…" Looking at her legs, Chu Mu said sadly.

Seeing this, Fang Xu gently rubbed her head: "This can't be rushed; take it slow."

"Come, let me massage you."

As he gently rubbed her jade feet, his mind conjured the image of Yun Wan.

She must have already entered the ruins by now; I don't know if she'll survive this time inside them.

"Strength!"

Once again lamenting the importance of strength.

Even as strong as Yun Wan, with the Yun Clan backed by the Lord of Huangzhou behind her, they've been driven to this point.

If the Yun Clan could possess greater strength, if Yun Wan could cultivate to the high level of Martial Venerable, perhaps even Li Xingchao wouldn't dare to press them so.

I now walk each day like on a tightrope, teetering on the edge of life and death, fundamentally because I am too weak.

If my strength were sufficient, even if I openly told the Yun Clan that Yun Tianhe's Divine Extension Canon is in my possession, the Yun Clan would likely not dare to have any other thoughts.

"Brother Fang Xu?"

Seeing Fang Xu absent‑minded, his hand already sliding to her knee, Chu Mu shyly called out.

Fang Xu came to his senses, also noticing his own restless hand, and gave an apologetic smile:

"I zoned out."

"Alright, that's enough for today; it's getting late, go to sleep."

He covered Chu Mu with a blanket, extinguished the oil lamp, Fang Xu closed the door and stepped into the courtyard.

Gazing toward the Wang Clan's courtyard, he leapt up and jumped over the wall.

Next morning.

Li Xun had said the previous night that he would allow two days of rest, so Fang Xu didn't go to the government office to wait for him; returning from the Wang Clan residence, after a quick wash, he accompanied Chu Mu for breakfast, then went to Zhiyuan Hall.

These past days have been too busy; I haven't had time to visit Master Lu Zhiyuan.

On the way to Far-reaching Hall, Fang Xu suddenly had a question pop into his mind; Master Lu Zhiyuan's background undoubtedly also has a big force.

I just don't know how this force compares to the Yun family and the imperial household.

"Senior sister." Having just entered Far-reaching Hall, Fang Xu saw Lu Qingluo practicing spear techniques in the training ground.

Seeing it was Fang Xu, Lu Qingluo kept a cold face and said nothing; Fang Xu also didn't want to bore himself, so after greeting her, he went straight to the inner courtyard.

In the inner courtyard, Lu Zhiyuan was sitting cross-legged to one side, cultivating; hearing the movement, he slowly opened his eyes.

"Master." Fang Xu bowed with clasped hands.

Lu Zhiyuan slightly nodded and said, "Please have a seat."

Sitting beside Lu Zhiyuan, Fang Xu had not yet spoken when Lu Zhiyuan first asked, "I heard you've been investigating shamanic affairs with Heir Apparent Li Xun these past two days."

Fang Xu nodded and said, "Master, you knew?"

Lu Zhiyuan pondered for a moment and said, "Think of a way, try not to get involved with him."

Fang Xu was puzzled.

"He is Zhao Wuji's disciple; Zhao Wuji is the main perpetrator of the annihilation of Dusk Cloud Kingdom." Lu Zhiyuan said lightly, "Not only that, the Ascendant Immortal Society's people will soon arrive at Maple Forest Town."

"That is the only force in the whole of Great Yu that can stand on equal footing with the imperial household."

Behind the scenes there seems to be an extremely powerful intelligence agency; Lu Zhiyuan, staying in this small place of Maple Forest Town, can understand the movements of all outside forces without leaving his home.

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