Transcending the Nine Heavens

After the black-faced guard went out, he first found a well-respected old doctor to take a look at the medicinal concoction.

As a result, the old doctor frowned, stroked his beard, and after observing for a while, took a few drops himself, coughed a bit, and actually had an expression as if he were seeing a deity: “Which divine doctor concocted this medicine? It's simply extraordinary… It can actually be boiled down to this extent…”

The black-faced guard was stunned: “Does this medicine really work? What is its effect?”

The old doctor excitedly said: “I can't really say what it's useful for, but just the level of skill in boiling this medicine is something I’ve never seen in my life… Look how uniform it is; even with all my years of experience, I can't taste what medicinal ingredients are inside… Moreover, the combination of dragon and tiger, the essence of water and fire, cold and hot in one, I vaguely feel there is an extreme invigorating effect…”

This was indeed not wrong; with the level of skill the Sword Spirit had in boiling medicine, there truly was no one in the entire Nine Layers of Heaven who could compare… But before the old doctor could finish speaking, the black-faced guard had already disappeared without a trace: “Hey, hey, don’t leave…”

“Indeed, he really is a divine doctor! What a marvelous potion!” The black-faced guard eagerly sought out the ‘second course’ of medication, his heart filled with excitement: “The young master is saved! The Huang Family is saved!”

…

On the afternoon of the second day, when Young Master Huang was once again forcibly fed the medicine, lying there like a corpse, two figures suddenly came in.

Chu Tenghu and Chu Tengjiao.

“Is the boss here?” The two of them had smiles on their faces.

“What is it?” Huang Xialiu lay there weakly, rolling her eyes.

“Who are you?” Chu Tenghu was taken aback, noticing a person suddenly appeared here. She looked like a skeletal ghost, as if she were dead but not buried.

“Mind your own business.” Huang Xialiu coughed weakly, feeling an intense anger rising in her heart.

“What brings you here?” At that moment, Chu Yang came out from inside.

“Boss has been back for quite a while, and we brothers specially came to invite the boss to gather and to welcome him back.” Chu Tenghu said.

“Oh?” Chu Yang tilted his head, sizing up the two. He thought to himself, what scheme are these two up to this time?

Chu Tengjiao said enthusiastically: “Boss, we have already booked a banquet at the Lingyun Pavilion. We hope you will grace us with your presence.” He smiled and sighed, sincerely adding: “Boss… no matter what, we are still brothers; blood is thicker than water…” There was even a hint of hesitation in his expression.

Chu Yang understood, letting out a hearty laugh: “So you mean, you’re inviting me to a meal?”

Tenghu earnestly added: “We hope the boss will grace us with his presence and give us brothers a chance.”

Chu Yang’s expression was complex. He remained silent for a long time before finally saying: “Alright! I will go!”

Chu Tenghu and the others were overjoyed, saying: “Then, we will be waiting for the boss at the Lingyun Pavilion.”

The two left.

“How can you agree to that?” Huang Xialiu could no longer lie on the ground like a corpse. Seeing Chu Tenghu and the others leave, she jumped up and said anxiously: “Have you lost your mind?”

“Hmm?” Chu Yang turned to look at her.

“Your two brothers clearly have ulterior motives!” Huang Xialiu said hurriedly, sweat popping out on her forehead.

“I know.” Chu Yang said quietly.

“You know and you still go?” Huang Xialiu was astonished.

“Are you really that concerned about me?” Chu Yang looked at her with a half-smile.

Huang Xialiu was momentarily taken aback, then turned her head aside, spitting on the ground in annoyance: “Why would I care about you! I’m just afraid that if you die, no one will treat me!”

Chu Yang laughed heartily. There was a line he didn’t say: not only do they have ulterior motives, but I also have no good intentions myself. However, everything has to start somewhere…