27: Chapter 27 Dantian Repair

"The Young Lord has returned. From now on, he is your Revered Master. All of you must revere him and serve him attentively. Anyone who disobeys will have their cultivation crippled and be expelled from the Jiang Clan," Jiang Daoran said with considerable dignity.

"Yes!" a group of maidservants and guards bowed and replied.

Jiang Daoran nodded with satisfaction, then led Xie Wushang into the palace, and the two arrived at a pavilion overlooking an abyss.

A maidservant poured wine for Jiang Daoran and Xie Wushang before withdrawing.

"Wushang, you have been wandering outside, and you must have suffered quite a bit over the years. Grandpa toasts this cup of wine to you to express my apology."

Jiang Daoran looked at Xie Wushang with a kind expression and a hint of guilt as he raised his cup and drank it all in one gulp.

Seeing this, Xie Wushang furrowed his brows slightly.

The Saint of the Jiang Clan was personally raising a cup to apologize to his own grandson.

If word got out, where would his dignity be?

Yet he actually did it.

Was it sincere?

"Is he… truly guilty, or does he want to stabilize me?" Xie Wushang glanced at Jiang Daoran.

Afterward, he also raised his cup and calmly drank it down.

"There is no need for apologies. Over these years, I have lived very well," Xie Wushang said.

Over the years, he had indeed lived very well.

Although his parents were not by his side, Xie Jingde treated him like a biological grandson.

In the Yuntian Sword Sect, he was also a Prodigy who attracted the attention of all.

Even after entering the Disaster Battlefield, he relied on his companion supreme treasure, the disaster prison bead, to smash through all obstacles along the way.

His Primordial Spirit had reached the Great Saint-Grade.

If not for the Natural Disaster Dao Body being too strong and causing his Meridians to be unable to withstand the power of the Law within it, he would not have destroyed his own Dantian.

"This child is just like Tianxing, hiding everything in his heart and never speaking of his hardships," Jiang Daoran thought to himself.

"Fine, as long as I treat him with sincerity, he will surely open up his heart," Jiang Daoran pondered inwardly before wearing a kind expression again.

"No matter what, the humiliation my father suffered must be repaid tenfold by them," Xie Wushang took a sip of wine and thought to himself.

Whenever he recalled the scene of his father taking out the Emperor bone with his own hands, Killing Intent would surge within Xie Wushang's heart, making him wish he could trample the Jiang Clan to the ground.

"Your Dantian has been destroyed, and you have temporarily lost your cultivation, but there is no need to be dejected. Grandpa has a Saint herb here called the 'Creation Holy Origin Flower'. If you consume it, it can help you reshape your Dantian… Besides this, this is a Dragon Flame Pill, which can cleanse your marrow and stimulate the ancient ancestral Bloodline inherited within your body… Although Grandpa doesn't have many resources, I will definitely nurture you with all my might in the future."

"To ensure you are not inferior to anyone."

Jiang Daoran moved his palm, light patterns flickering in his hand as two jade boxes appeared and slowly flew before Xie Wushang.

"Dragon Flame Pill… Creation Holy Origin Flower…" Xie Wushang's gaze shifted as he opened the jade box in front of him.

Instantly, a rich Medicinal Pill Qi permeated out from within.

The Dragon Flame Pill was kept in a jade bottle. Once opened, fiery Qi permeated from within, accompanied by bursts of dragon roars.

A foot-long Qi dragon hovered above the table, looking lifelike.

"Oh, your cheap grandfather is quite generous, actually gifting you a Saint King-grade Dragon Flame Pill," Ji Qianyue said with a charming smile inside the Disaster Prison Space.

"If you consume this pill, I suppose the Jiang Clan Bloodline within your body will be stimulated a bit more."

"With the Ji Clan's 'Holy Origin Pill' plus this 'Dragon Flame Pill', it can indeed help me consolidate my Foundation. However, if I want the Immortal Golden Body Formula to reach Minor Achievement, I will still need the Quasi-Emperor-grade 'Purple Origin Astral Gold' to pull it off." Xie Wushang also nodded with satisfaction.

Without the 'Purple Origin Astral Gold', other Quasi-Emperor-grade gold ores could also help him improve the Immortal Golden Body Formula, though a larger quantity would be needed.

He moved his hand, and a vortex manifested between his brows, sucking the 'Dragon Flame Pill' and the 'Creation Holy Origin Flower' into his Sea of Consciousness.

"This Creation Holy Origin Flower can help someone recover Origin Qi. Although its grade is a bit lacking at only the Saint King level, it can still make up for the loss when you swallowed this Revered Master's true essence last time." Inside the disaster prison bead, Ji Qianyue smiled charmingly, and with a flick of her jade hand, the 'Creation Holy Origin Flower' flew to her side.

She opened her mouth and swallowed it down.

Xie Wushang's Primordial Spirit did not stop her.

Seeing that Xie Wushang had accepted the gifts, Jiang Daoran stroked his beard, revealing a look of satisfaction.

"Since this child is willing to accept my Saint herb, it shows that he still acknowledges me as his grandfather." Jiang Daoran felt joy in his heart.

"If you have any other needs, just speak up," Jiang Daoran said, looking at Xie Wushang with a kind expression.

"Can you tell me more about my father?" Xie Wushang took a sip of wine and said.

"Your father…" Jiang Daoran narrowed his eyes, looking toward the horizon at the end of the cliff, then also took a sip of wine with reminiscence in his eyes.

"Your father… he was brilliantly talented…" In Jiang Daoran's words, there was nothing but pride.

"Thirty years ago, he entered the Outer Realm Battlefield and has had no news since… Even his Soul fire has dimmed somewhat, suspected to have fallen into a dangerous situation. Fortunately, the heavens had mercy, as he actually left behind an heir, giving me a good grandson… Rest assured, Grandpa will definitely cultivate you with all his might. Once you repair your Dantian and consolidate your true essence, I will take you to test your Bloodline and awaken the Emperor Blood."

Jiang Daoran looked at Xie Wushang with a face full of grandfatherly affection.

"Even if it's only a Ninth-Grade Saint Body, Grandpa can still help you fight for the position of Saint."

Speaking to the end, Jiang Daoran's tone was forceful and resonant, as if he had made a firm resolve.

"Help me fight for the position of Saint?" Xie Wushang smiled faintly, putting down his wine cup and glancing at the old man before him.

He indeed felt a bit of disappointment in his heart.

"From beginning to end, he never mentioned the matter of my father taking out his own Emperor bone to save Jiang Jingyang…"

"Is it that he doesn't dare to mention it?" Xie Wushang sneered inwardly, feeling a chill in his heart.

Seeing that Xie Wushang was no longer enthusiastic, Jiang Daoran said no more, as if he also felt a guilty conscience.

He stood up and said, "Once you recover your Dantian, Grandpa will arrange for you to go awaken your Bloodline Saint Body."

The descendants of the Jiang Clan inherited the Ancient Emperor Bloodline within their bodies, and most of them would awaken the Sun King Body.

Because of this, the names of the Jiang Clan descendants often liked to use the character for 'Yang'.

It was simply in the hope that their children could inherit the Law of the Sun passed down within the ancient ancestor's Bloodline and awaken the Saint Body.

"Mm!" Xie Wushang stood up to see him off.

Jiang Daoran stood up and looked at Xie Wushang.

"Good child, it is Grandpa who has let you down."

Stunned for a full few breaths, Jiang Daoran patted Xie Wushang's shoulder before turning and leaving.

Whenever he looked at the grandson before him, countless past events would surface, and it seemed difficult for him to face his own heart.

Xie Wushang watched Jiang Daoran leave.

"Your grandfather doesn't seem that bad," Ji Qianyue said inside the disaster prison bead.

"All of this is no longer important!" Xie Wushang withdrew his gaze.

Whether the old man was good or evil could not change his father's tragic past.

"My purpose for this trip is only one: to enhance my strength and seek justice for my father," Xie Wushang said with a resolute gaze.

He turned and headed toward a bedchamber within a luxurious palace, beginning to prepare to refine the Medicinal Pill to repair his Dantian.

"The 'Holy Origin Pill' is already enough to let me repair my Dantian… With this 'Dragon Flame Pill', it can also help me stimulate the Emperor Blood within my body."

"Only by Awakening a high-grade Sun Body can I enter and exit the Jiang Clan's Forbidden Ground to help Revered Master restore her Emperor Realm cultivation."

Xie Wushang muttered. With a movement of his palm, he took out the 'Holy Origin Pill' gifted by Ji Wanyue and drew it into his mouth.

The majestic medicinal power immediately surged into his body like a great river…

His shattered Dantian began to gradually heal, slowly reshaping…