21: Luotian Grand Ceremony

Inside Martial Uncle Tian's room.

His severed limbs, like new shoots sprouting, had surprisingly regrown.

Although there was no bone support, Old Celestial Master could still recognize their shape.

The newly grown limbs were like modeling clay, spread out on the bed.

Crack! Crack! Crack!

As bones and muscles slowly filled in, the originally soft limbs gradually hardened.

Old Celestial Master couldn't believe it; a miracle had truly descended!

"Junior Brother! Look quickly! Your legs have really recovered!"

After so many years, this was the first time he had seen hope.

Martial Uncle Tian, drenched in sweat, looked at his limbs, his body trembling uncontrollably.

"Senior Brother, am I dreaming?"

"Junior Brother! You're not dreaming! Your limbs have truly grown back!"

"This is real!"

Old Celestial Master, who had thought he had lived so long and seen so many strange tales, realized he was still a frog in a well.

How wondrous this was, it was simply an existence that defied the heavens.

As time passed, the black and white lights emanating from Lin Yuan gradually weakened.

Finally, the pair of yin-yang fish directly withdrew from Martial Uncle Tian's body.

Martial Uncle Tian felt the limbs of his body, looking at his complete arms and legs, without any sense of incongruity.

When he waved them, there was no stiffness or uncoordinated feeling whatsoever.

"Amazing, it's simply too amazing."

Martial Uncle Tian took a deep breath and began to try moving and raising his hands.

Lin Yuan smiled from the side:

"Uncle, try to move your fingers."

Martial Uncle Tian nodded, attempting to clench his fists. As his joints carefully bent, each finger was flexible and agile, without any uncoordination.

"Amazing, it's simply too amazing, just like my original hands."

Old Celestial Master rubbed his eyes.

"Junior Brother! See if you can walk a short distance!"

Saying this, he stepped forward to help Martial Uncle Tian.

Martial Uncle Tian's movements were a bit unfamiliar, but he successfully stood on the ground.

"Senior Brother, did you see that? I can stand up!"

Martial Uncle Tian cried tears of excitement, his voice choked with emotion.

Old Celestial Master also nodded excitedly.

"I saw it! This is wonderful! This is wonderful!"

After Martial Uncle Tian stabilized his posture, he tried to take a step.

At first, it was indeed a bit uncoordinated, but after he took a few steps, he gradually became more coordinated.

"This feeling... I wouldn't dare to believe it even in my dreams!"

Tears continuously welled up in Martial Uncle Tian's eyes.

"I thought I would never be able to walk in this life! I never expected that I could actually stand up!"

When Old Celestial Master helped Martial Uncle Tian walk out of the room, Zhang Lingyu and the others were all shocked.

"Oh my god! This is simply a miracle!"

"Regrowing severed limbs and restoring them to their original state, is this a legendary immortal?"

At this moment, Martial Uncle Tian somewhat shakily sat back on the bed.

Although his legs had recovered, they still had to support his body weight, and since he hadn't walked for many years, he still needed some time to adapt.

"Master, Martial Uncle Tian still needs time to adapt and exercise during this period; he will soon be no different from an ordinary person."

Old Celestial Master nodded.

Amidst his excitement, Martial Uncle Tian suddenly turned to look at Lin Yuan.

"Lin Yuan! No words can express my gratitude; I will not forget this kindness of yours!"

Old Celestial Master also solemnly said, "This kindness, not only him, but the entire Tianshi Mansion owes you a debt of gratitude!"

"You've helped us a great deal!"

Facing everyone's thanks, Lin Yuan immediately waved his hand.

"Master, you are too polite. I am a part of Tianshi Mansion, so it's natural for me to contribute."

Just then, Lin Yuan suddenly felt his legs and feet go soft, and then the world began to spin.

Old Celestial Master, quick-eyed and quick-handed, immediately noticed that Lin Yuan was unwell and stepped forward to support him.

Lin Yuan then directly collapsed into Old Celestial Master's arms.

"Junior Brother Lin Yuan! What's wrong with you!?"

Zhang Lingyu looked at the unconscious Lin Yuan with a worried expression.

Old Celestial Master quickly checked Lin Yuan's condition.

"It's nothing... he's probably just overworked and his physical strength is completely depleted."

"Lingyu, take him back to his room and look after him carefully. If anything happens, report it to me immediately."

...A few days later.

Mount Longhu.

"No way... Tianshi Mansion is really stingy; we have to pay for our own tickets to compete. This isn't competing; this is clearly generating revenue for them."

Zhang Chulan held the ticket in his hand, somewhat indignant.

Xu Si waved his hand.

"Alright, this is a tourist attraction after all. Let's go, the real Luotian Grand Ceremony is on the back mountain; don't be late."

Not long after, the group arrived at the back mountain of Mount Longhu, where a considerable number of outlaws had already gathered. In front of them was a deep gully.

To determine if participants were capable of competing, Mount Longhu had stretched two iron chains across the chasm.

Zhang Chulan gazed at the bottomless gully, lost in thought, wondering how he should conceal his strength while also not revealing his trump card.

Just at this moment, Lin Yuan, dressed in a Taoist robe, walked over.

"Chulan, Feng Baobao is almost on the other side, what are you staring at?"

When Zhang Chulan saw that Lin Yuan had arrived, he quickly pleaded, "Uncle, you have to help me with this; I have a fear of heights..."

Lin Yuan, of course, understood that Chulan wanted to hide his abilities and showed a mischievous smile.

"Alright, then you just walk boldly forward, don't look back, your uncle naturally has a way to get you across."

Although Zhang Chulan was a bit puzzled, he still followed Lin Yuan's instructions and came to the edge of the gully, because Lin Yuan had no reason to harm him.

If he really wanted to kill him, he wouldn't choose to do it in such a public situation.

"Hey! Look! Isn't that Zhang Chulan?"

"It seems it really is him. This person is the inheritor of one of the Eight Wonders, Source of Qi."

Zhang Chulan walked to the edge of the cliff and, without any hesitation, directly stepped out with his right foot.

"Holy crap! Is he trying to commit suicide on Mount Longhu!?"

More and more onlookers gathered around.

Zhang Chulan steeled his heart, closed his eyes, and directly put his foot down.

"Hey! There really is something there?"

As his back foot followed, Zhang Chulan only felt his body slowly moving. He opened his eyes and found that there was actually a crystal longsword beneath his feet.

"Damn it!? Is this some kind of cultivation?"

"Is this the legendary Source of Qi?"

In the midst of the discussion, Zhang Chulan had already been carried to the other side by the longsword. He looked at the exquisite longsword and couldn't help but sigh.

When would he ever be this cool?

Xu San and Xu Si looked at Zhang Chulan, their jaws dropped to the ground.

"No way... is the special training that effective? Zhang Chulan can even fly on a sword?"

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