Chapter 91: Injured

“But since she hatched a Blood Crimson Spider, you can’t raise her like an ordinary child. You should still take out some treasures from your Su family vault—give her what she deserves a little sooner.” Xu Shichang reminded. “After all, in a few years she’ll still enter a sect. If she falls far behind other children, that’s a loss for the Su family!”

“After all, sect prodigies aren’t easily chosen.”

Each generation of sect prodigies is limited in number. The competition is extremely brutal.

Xu Shichang didn’t believe a man like the Su clan leader could be unaware of the unwritten rules.

“I understand.” The Su clan leader nodded directly.

Not long after the Su clan leader returned to the family, a massive search began in Dongcheng.

At midnight, the patrol team pounded on Su Jin’s door. “Open up for inspection! Open up for inspection!”

They roused the entire family and thoroughly searched the house before swiftly leaving.

At dawn, a small-scale battle erupted within the Su clan grounds.

The fight took place in a newly developed area of the Su clan territory.

The battle was extraordinarily fierce; reportedly, the enemy carrying a mother worm ultimately died under the clan leader’s fire technique, turning into a blazing fireball before all eyes—leaving not even a speck of ash.

Of course, the battle’s shockwave damaged a whole neighborhood.

Over a hundred homes were destroyed!

The next morning, patrol teams went door-to-door, announcing that Dongcheng was fully sealed for the day, and the entire Su clan territory was under lockdown—no one could leave their homes.

The clan school was canceled.

Su Jin and Su Hua had the day off.

Though the aunt and niece were both pleased, Su Jian and Su Hanlin weren’t happy—they still had to work.

The family ate breakfast together, then Su Jian and Su Hanlin hurried out the door.

Less than an hour after they left, major battles erupted in Xicheng, Beicheng, and Nancheng.

Fighting continued nonstop, with ever more personnel from the Police Inspectorate converging on the battle zones.

Civilians were constantly driven away at high speed from the combat areas.

Even the Su clan territory took in numerous wandering cultivators and ordinary civilians from Xiancheng.

The great battle lasted until afternoon. When dusk fell, patrol teams came to knock on doors, announcing the lockdown was lifted—everything would return to normal tomorrow.

Su Jian and Su Hanlin returned home much later, not arriving until nearly midnight.

Su Jin and the others were already asleep.

Su Hanlin returned with severe injuries, clutching his abdomen.

He’d been stabbed directly in the gut by a Splitting Water Dagger—nearly pierced clean through.

Even after taking healing pills, his face was deathly pale.

Su Jian immediately helped him into the study.

“Damn it, even the Police Inspectorate’s Intelligence Division has infiltrators. What the hell have they been doing all these years?”

“They got you stabbed with a Splitting Water Dagger—nearly killed you—and that dagger was coated in deadly poison!”

“If Big Hu hadn’t brought a third-grade antidote pill, you’d have dropped dead right there.” Su Jian, though furious, gently laid Su Hanlin onto the study bed.

He tucked the blanket around him.

“Wait here—I’ll make you something to eat. Have some warm food before you sleep.”

Su Hanlin’s face was pale, his limbs weak. Had Su Jian not been supporting him, he could barely have stood, let alone walked.

This time, he’d located all five hiding spots of the mother worms.

The infiltrator finally couldn’t hold back.

He came out himself—trying to kill Su Hanlin!!

Now he was finally caught.

Su Huchen now had grounds to intervene in Intelligence Division personnel matters and purge those he disliked.

Sigh, he’d been careless, hadn’t suspected that boy. Who could’ve imagined such a straightforward, lively teenager was an enemy infiltrator?

The kid was only eighteen or nineteen—he simply couldn’t understand why he’d become a traitor.

Su Jian quickly brought in two large bowls of soft noodles with spirit chicken eggs.

He placed one bowl before Su Hanlin. “Eat while it’s hot.”

Both men slurped down the noodles; Su Hanlin’s stomach gradually eased. Just as he was about to sleep, Su Jian returned with another large bowl.

“I reheated this for you.”

“What is this?” The liquid in the bowl carried an odd, sweet fragrance that stirred his gut.

“It’s my sister’s Core Blueberry Extract. This spirit extract has two uses: one is to help break through body refinement thresholds; the other is to rapidly restore vital energy in those with severe injuries and blood loss. Drink up—maybe you can go back to work tomorrow.”

“You’re dreaming,” Su Hanlin chuckled bitterly. “I’ll need at least three days in bed.”

“No more talking. Drink it.” Su Jian held it to his lips.

Su Hanlin could only reluctantly comply and downed the warm spirit extract.

The moment it went down, Su Hanlin felt something different.

The extract instantly transformed into layer upon layer of warm waves, surging through his entire body—especially pooling most intensely in his wounded abdomen.

Suddenly, he felt incredibly drowsy.

Soon after, he fell fast asleep.

The next morning, Su Hanlin woke up fully alert.

He felt intense itching at his abdominal wound.

He quickly unrolled the bandages.

The wound had not only scabbed over and stopped bleeding—it was now itching all over, even beneath the scab.

Was new flesh growing?

So fast?

Not only had his injury improved dramatically—he felt the crushing weakness from yesterday had vanished completely.

He felt his body brimming with vital energy; his limbs had regained strength.

Though Su Huchen had given him two third-grade pills—one for healing, one for detoxification—

To be honest, he’d taken third-grade pills before.

They’d never worked this well.

So this improvement was due to Su Jian’s sister’s extract?

The potency was incredible.

Su Jian quietly opened the door and entered with breakfast.

He saw Su Hanlin sitting dazedly on the bed.

“Awake? How do you feel? Has the wound improved?” Su Jian asked urgently.

“I’m fine—the wound’s much better. Thank you for bringing me that extract,” Su Hanlin said, rising from bed and stepping down. “That extract healed me rapidly.”

Seeing Su Hanlin walk steadily without the previous weakness, Su Jian finally exhaled in relief.

“Mm, I agree my sister’s extract is top-tier. But don’t tell anyone that—say it was the two third-grade pills from Su Huchen. And don’t rush back to work. Stay here at least five or six days.”