219: Sister, I have really become an immortal!

“Not bad.”

Lu Yuchen, controlling the body of “Lam Ching-ying,” slowly walked out of the coffin, a look of “teachable youth” satisfaction on his face.

“To be able to comprehend the method of Qi Induction on your own within three days, your Comprehension Ability can indeed be considered above average.”

Lin Ying, upon hearing this, trembled with even greater excitement and kowtowed heavily again.

“Thank you, Revered Master, for your praise! This Disciple will certainly redouble his efforts and live up to Revered Master’s expectations!”

“Rise.”

Lu Yuchen helped him up, and then, his tone shifted.

“It seems you still have a worldly attachment in your heart?”

Lin Ying’s heart jolted upon hearing this, remembering his sister who was still struggling on her sickbed at home, and his eyes instantly turned red.

He plopped down, kneeling on the ground again.

“Revered Master is discerning! This Disciple has an elder sister at home, afflicted with a severe illness, and her life is not long. This Disciple… this Disciple dares to implore Revered Master to intervene and save my sister’s life!”

“My Maoshan Sect Disciples emphasize a clear and unobstructed mind.”

“Since you have become my Disciple, your sister also has a Karma with my Maoshan Sect.”

With that, he flicked his finger.

A Medicinal Pill, exuding a rich vitality and formed by magical power, appeared out of thin air before Lin Ying.

“This is a ‘Rejuvenation Pill.’ Take it and give it to your sister. It will cure her illness instantly.”

This Medicinal Pill was, of course, something he made up. It was merely a wisp of life Origin, condensed from his magical power, which had long since reached the Soul Transformation realm. Let alone mere mortal illnesses, even bringing the dead back to life and regrowing flesh on bones would be an easy feat.

“Thank you, Revered Master! Thank you, Revered Master!”

Lin Ying, with trembling hands, received the “Immortal Pill” as if it were a priceless treasure, too excited to speak coherently, and gave Lu Yuchen three solid kowtows.

“Go.”

Lu Yuchen waved his sleeve, adopting the posture of “do not disturb my Cultivation.”

“Once your worldly attachments are settled, return to the Sect quickly and Cultivate diligently.”

“Yes, Revered Master!”

Lin Ying dared not delay for a moment longer, kowtowed a few more times to Lu Yuchen, then turned into an afterimage and rushed down the mountain like a madman. His speed was faster than if he were being chased by a dog!

“Heh heh, another one taken care of. This Maoshan Sect identity seems quite useful.”

At the same time.

Lin Ying ran like the wind, sprinting all the way.

He was now a Cultivator at the first level of Qi Refining, and his speed was far beyond what ordinary Martial Artists could achieve. In just half an hour, he had returned to the dilapidated small village where he was born and raised.

As soon as he entered the village, he ran into his old enemies, those few ruffians.

Scarface, who was leading them, immediately showed a venomous, ferocious grin upon seeing Lin Ying return.

“Oh, isn’t this our little hunter? What? You hid for a few days, and now you dare to come back?”

Behind him at this moment were a third-rate Martial Artist and a few hooligans.

He had sought out this third-rate Martial Artist mainly because the protagonist’s “scram” from a few days ago had startled him. He had only thought that a highly skilled person happened to pass by and, disapproving of their actions, had spoken out.

Later, he searched for a long time before finding a self-proclaimed Revered Master among Revered Masters, a peerless expert with martial arts skills, and spent several hundred taels of silver to hire him for protection.

Lin Ying looked at these scoundrels before him, his eyes now only filled with coldness.

“Scram.”

“What?!” Scarface seemed to have heard the biggest joke, “Kid, what the hell are you talking about! I think you haven’t been beaten in a few days, and your skin is itching again!”

With that, his fist, as big as a casserole, was about to smash towards Lin Ying’s face!

However, what greeted him was not the panic he had imagined.

But an ordinary finger.

Lin Ying raised his right hand and pointed an empty finger at the aggressively approaching Scarface.

“Whoosh!”

“Bang!”

A muffled sound.

Scarface’s body flew back more than ten zhang, crashing through two earthen walls, and was finally buried under the rubble, his fate unknown.

The remaining ruffians were already scared Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering, each looking as if they had seen a ghost, wanting only to run away quickly.

Lin Ying casually waved his hand again.

Several invisible gusts of wind swept past.

“Ah—!”

Several screams rang out, and the ruffians all had their legs broken, collapsing on the ground and wailing like dead dogs.

As for that peerless expert, the third-rate Martial Artist?

Sorry, he was gone in less than a second after Lin Ying made his move.

The surrounding villagers who were watching the commotion also tightly covered their mouths, not daring to even breathe loudly.

Lin Ying ignored everyone’s shock.

He was now burning with anxiety.

He rushed back to his dilapidated thatched hut in three strides.

As soon as he entered the house, a strong smell of medicine assailed him.

“Sister!”

He rushed to the bed and carefully fed the “Rejuvenation Pill,” which exuded a rich vitality, into Lin Yu’s mouth.

The Medicinal Pill melted upon entering her mouth, transforming into a warm current that instantly surged into Lin Yu’s body.

Her originally sallow face quickly regained its rosy complexion.

Her originally faint vitality also gradually became stable and strong.

In just a dozen breaths of time.

Lin Yu’s eyelashes trembled slightly.

She slowly opened her somewhat sickly eyes.

“Little… Little Ying?”

Her voice, though still somewhat weak, was no longer as it had been before.

“Sister! You’re awake!”

Upon seeing this, Lin Ying could no longer suppress all the worries and fears that had accumulated in his heart, which all turned into hot tears and poured out.

A dignified seven-foot man was now crying like a 300-pound child.

“Silly brother, why are you crying?” Lin Yu sat up, reached out, and gently wiped the tears from his face.

At the same time, a deep confusion arose within her.

She could clearly feel that the illness that had plagued her for years was… was truly cured just like that?

…

Half an hour later.

After listening to Lin Ying’s almost mythical account, Lin Yu was already dumbfounded, her mouth agape for a long time.

Immortal?

Cultivating Immortality?

Maoshan Sect?

This… this was even more bizarre than the stories told by storytellers!

“Little Ying, what… what you said, is it all true?”

“Did you really become an Immortal’s Disciple these past three days?” She was somewhat unsure. Originally, three days ago, when she saw the letter he left, she only thought her brother was making an excuse to hunt more in the mountains. She never expected that he had actually gone to seek an Immortal.

Lin Ying nodded heavily, and then, a look of determination appeared on his face.

“Sister, this place is not suitable for us to stay long.”

“You come with me, let’s go up the mountain together.”

“To that Maoshan Immortal Sect, and from then on, stay away from the troubles of this mortal world.”

Lin Yu, upon hearing this, looked at her brother who seemed to have grown up overnight, and a hint of hesitation, but more so, longing, flashed in her beautiful eyes.

She nodded.

“Okay.”

The brother and sister packed their simple belongings and, under the reverent gaze of countless villagers, left the small mountain village that had given them birth and raised them, yet also brought them endless suffering.