69: Chapter 69: Careful Healing, Gradual Development of Favor

The caravan set off slowly once again.

This time, Gu Yan did not return to his own, most luxurious carriage.

He had given the entire carriage to "Miss Yue," who had just joined the group and required absolute quiet to recuperate.

As for himself, he moved to another ordinary carriage with Shen Qingxue and the others.

"Husband, what is the background of that Miss Yue…?"

Inside the carriage, Liu Ruyan asked as if casually while pouring tea for Gu Yan.

Her peach-blossom eyes held a hint of curiosity, a hint of inquiry, and a trace of… faint vigilance that even she herself had not noticed.

A woman's intuition is always sharp.

She could feel that Miss Yue was very strong, and also very beautiful.

Beautiful enough… to pose a threat to any of them.

Shen Qingxue and Bai Linger also involuntarily cast their gazes toward Gu Yan, waiting for his answer.

Gu Yan picked up his teacup, took a light sip, his expression unchanged.

"I do not know either."

His answer was crisp and decisive.

"I only know that she was in a desperate situation, being hunted down. And the people hunting her called themselves… the Black Fiend Sect."

The Black Fiend Sect!

Upon hearing this name, the expressions of the three women changed slightly.

They had all heard this name from Gu Yan's mouth.

A behemoth… far more powerful than all the forces in Luoyun Town combined!

"Then… by saving her, wouldn't we be…?" Bai Linger said with some concern.

"It is fine." Gu Yan put down his teacup, his voice calm yet carrying a power that could put anyone at ease, "A mere Black Fiend Sect is not enough to make my Gu Family shrink in fear."

"You only need to remember that she is now a guest of my Gu Family. Just treat her with courtesy. As for the rest, there is no need to ask more, nor to think more."

His words set the tone for this matter.

The three women were sharp and intelligent; naturally, they heard the protective intent in his words and did not say anything more.

Inside the golden nanmu carriage.

Leng Yuechan sat cross-legged, attempting to circulate the incomplete Mind-Cultivation Technique of her Sect to suppress the yin-cold poisonous True Qi within her body.

However, the effect was minimal.

Every time she circulated her Cultivation Technique, the poison, like maggots on bones, would move with it, causing waves of piercing pain to radiate from her already cracked Dao foundation!

Pfft!

She could no longer suppress her injuries, and a mouthful of blood sprayed out, staining the soft couch in front of her red.

A look of deep powerlessness and despair appeared on her face.

Could it be that she was really… going to be crippled like this?

Just at this moment, Gu Yan's gentle voice came from outside the carriage.

"Miss Yue, is it convenient for me to come in?"

Leng Yuechan was startled. She quickly wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, forced herself to sit up straight, and her voice returned to its usual coldness: "What is it?"

"Miss, your injuries are severe. I have prepared some healing items and have come specially to give them to you."

The carriage curtain was gently lifted.

Gu Yan walked in, carrying a tray.

On the tray, there were no delicacies, only two small white jade porcelain bottles and a bowl of… steaming hot meat porridge made with spirit rice.

"The poison in your body is unusual and requires yang-extreme items to neutralize. This bowl of meat porridge is made from the prime meat of a second-tier Yao Beast, the Fire Cloud Pig, supplemented with several types of yang-natured medicinal herbs. While it cannot cure the poison, it can temporarily suppress the cold Qi and replenish your vitality."

"As for these two bottles, they contain the 'Qi Returning Pill' and 'Golden Wound Medicine' specially made by my Gu Family. Perhaps they might be of some help to your injuries."

Gu Yan gently placed the tray on the low table in front of Leng Yuechan, maintaining a distance that was polite yet not overly distant throughout the process.

[Warning! The Host is gifting high-value items: [Top Grade Qi Returning Pill] x1 bottle, [Top Grade Golden Wound Medicine] x1 bottle!]

[Performing cost accounting…]

[This investment is a 'high-risk, high-reward' 'angel round' investment. Host, please proceed with caution!]

[Note: According to this System's incomplete database, in the myriad worlds, over ninety percent of 'simp' behaviors ultimately end in… total loss.]

In his mind, the System's serious business analysis made the corner of Gu Yan's mouth twitch slightly.

Leng Yuechan's gaze fell upon the two white jade porcelain bottles.

Her nose twitched slightly.

An incomparably clear and pure medicinal fragrance wafted out from the two small porcelain bottles.

Just by smelling this fragrance, she felt that her True Qi, which had become obscure due to the poisoning, had become… a little clearer!

In her cold phoenix eyes, for the first time, a look of… genuine shock appeared!

She came from the top Alchemy Sect on the Dongtu Continent and had grown up immersed in all kinds of Spirit Pills and medicines since childhood!

Her ability to appraise Medicinal Pills was far beyond that of ordinary people!

With just one sniff, she could judge that the quality and purity of the Medicinal Pills in these two bottles had absolutely reached…

Top Grade!

And it was a… perfect Top Grade without any pill toxins!

Medicinal Pills of this quality, even within her Sect, were only available to those core True Disciples, who were qualified to receive a limited monthly supply!

And this man in front of her…

Actually…

Actually just took them out casually?!

And looking at him, it seemed… he even thought these were just some… insignificant trinkets?

"Patriarch… Patriarch Gu," Leng Yuechan's voice stammered slightly for the first time, "Such… such valuable items, I… I cannot accept them."

"Miss Yue, that is where you are wrong." Gu Yan smiled and shook his head, "You are currently a guest of my Gu Family. Helping you recover from your injuries as quickly as possible is my duty as your host."

"Besides, they are just a few Medicinal Pills; they are nothing."

After speaking, he did not give Leng Yuechan another chance to refuse. He nodded gently at her, turned around, and left the carriage.

Leaving Leng Yuechan alone, staring blankly at the two jade bottles on the table emitting an enticing treasure glow, as well as the bowl of steaming hot meat porridge, her heart was filled with mixed emotions.

Over the next few days.

Every day, Gu Yan would unfailingly come to inquire about her injuries.

He would bring her all kinds of medicinal meals that would help her recover.

Occasionally, he would also discuss some insights on Cultivation with her.

His breadth of knowledge and the depth of his understanding of the Dao were far beyond Leng Yuechan's imagination; he could often offer profound insights that made her feel enlightened.

Most importantly, from beginning to end, he never asked another word about her background or her identity.

He gave her one hundred percent respect and space.

This kind of silent, nurturing gentleness and consideration was like a warm spring, seeping little by little into Leng Yuechan's heart, which had been frozen for many years.

When looking at Gu Yan, her phoenix eyes, which were always filled with vigilance and aloofness, gradually melted the ice and became… much softer.

And her injuries, with the help of the Divine Grade Medicinal Pills and Gu Yan's yang-extreme True Qi, were recovering at an unimaginably rapid speed.

Although the damage to her Dao foundation was still difficult to reverse.

The poison in her body had been suppressed, and her cultivation had recovered to about seventy or eighty percent.

On this day, as the caravan slowly drove out of the endless mountain range, on the horizon ahead, the outline of an incomparably magnificent, massive city, resembling a crouching ancient beast, appeared.

Leng Yuechan knew.

Her destination had arrived.

It also meant that her brief journey with this mysterious and powerful man was about to…

Come to an end.

For some reason, in her heart, she actually felt a bit of…

Unexplained reluctance.