Chapter Seventy-Ninth: A Blessing in Disguise
With a slanted gaze, he looked down on him with disdain: "Look at this old guy, his grandson got hurt and he's so anxious, completely lacking the demeanor of a great general. I truly despise him, and yet my official position is below someone like him. Heaven and earth are equally lamentable!!"
Du Guo Wu Di sneered with a big mouth, coordinating with his own old master, nodding like a chick pecking at rice: "That's right, that's right, extremely contemptuous, heaven and earth share the same sorrow."
Many officials shook their heads in disdain: You, the Dugu family, even if you're short of a piece of leather, you'd make a big fuss about it. It's laughable that you still dare to look down on Jun Wanjun. The old master Dugu's words are indeed well-crafted, probably helped by some sycophantic scholar...
"Huh? Have you been considering this for a long time? This is an earth-shattering piece of news! Could it be that the military isn't united? As soon as they thought of this, all the old foxes were muttering to themselves."
Seeing his son cooperate with him, Dugu Qiu Bai was overjoyed and felt comforted in his old age. He tugged at his beard: "Still, our family is good - one batch comes out and there are ten or so, each one a dragon among men; not like your family, just a single sprout."
"Right right."
Everyone felt a chill: just one sentence and the bottom was exposed again, did you think your daughter-in-law was a sow? How coarse and shameless! Besides, your three sons have nearly twenty wives in total, but only ten or so grandchildren, do you dare to boast about it?!
Ignoring this pair, one by one they shook their heads and walked out, going back home.
Let's just treat what happened over the past two days as a seemingly thrilling farce. I knew it would be like this, sigh.
Before long, the palace gate guards saw Lord Jun walking out of the palace with a proud smile on his face, accompanied by an old man with white hair and beard, carrying a medicine box. Lord Jun rode a horse himself, and there was even a sedan chair!
It seems that before the old man entered the palace, he had even prepared a sedan chair for inviting imperial physicians...
Really... nothing has been left unthought of, thorough!
What is called a superior man? This is what is called a superior man!
You're overdoing it, Young Master. You're lying in bed, trying to look like you're at death's door, but actually, you're secretly rejoicing.
Little Lori carefully served him, spoon by spoon, feeding him ice sugar bird's nest congee, ginseng lotus seed soup, eight-treasure Buddha's delight soup... In short, he ate all the nourishing food that could be eaten. The only thing that made him unhappy was that the old man had also brought a lot of sixth-grade Xuan beast blood, which was said to be a rare tonic. However, Jun Moxie always pinched his nose and gulped it down, or poured it into the bucket by the bed when no one was looking...
It's too difficult to drink! Brother, I'm not a savage, why should I drink raw blood? How unsanitary is that?! Aren't you afraid of getting a stomachache?!
Of course, what delighted him was not just this. The key point is that after this injury, Jun Moxie discovered that the Hongjun Pagoda in his mind had been spinning at high speed all along, and the spiritual energy white mist emanating from it became even more intense, repeatedly flushing his body's meridians, especially the injured areas, which became the focus of attention. In less than a day and night, the sword wound in his body had already healed by about 70-80%.
As he coughed out a few pieces of dark, congealed blood, the stuffiness in his chest also eased up considerably; the sword wound on his thigh looked extremely severe, almost transparent, but under the nourishment of his spiritual energy, he could no longer feel any pain; only the waves of numbness spreading throughout his body made Jun Moxie feel somewhat uncomfortable, yet also somewhat comfortable, as if pain and pleasure were intertwined...
Not only that, due to the injury this time, the spiritual energy in the Hong Jun Tower has been continuously outputting, as if it will not stop until the wound on Jun Mo Xie's body scabs and falls off. Jun Mo Xie, of course, would not let go of such a good opportunity for cultivation, and very decisively fully activated the "Opening Heaven and Earth" technique, guiding this substantial spiritual energy to flow through his meridians. As soon as he started operating his internal energy, he discovered a difference. The spiritual energy was like a solid substance in his meridians, colliding and crashing, and after several impacts on the meridian blockage caused by the sword wound, it suddenly opened up, almost at a speed visible to the naked eye. He felt the flow of energy in his meridians expanding bit by bit, becoming thicker bit by bit...
If it were in the past, when encountering such a situation, the Hongjun Pagoda would have stopped outputting long ago, but this time it didn't seem to stop at all. Jun Moxie was naturally delighted and gave up healing his sword wound, focusing on guiding the spiritual energy, expanding the airflow, and making a fortune in silence.
You suddenly felt that your behavior was similar to fraud... Someone kindly helped you treat your injuries, but you took advantage of this opportunity to promote yourself, just like a swindler taking advantage of people's kindness to seek exorbitant profits.
However--
I'd rather be scammed a few more times! I'm already addicted to being scammed! It's not scamming if it's free, right? Junmo Xie shouted in his heart and accelerated the "scamming" speed even further...
Otherwise, if the injury heals and the spiritual energy returns to its original state, what should I do? Having grown accustomed to such high-quality spiritual energy transmission, once it reverts to its original form, who can bear it? Can't still wield the two swords to exchange for such a cultivation environment?!
Unfortunately, the spiritual energy output was still healing various wounds, even if it was slow, and finally stopped after a while. When I felt the sword wound on my thigh also emitting a tingling sensation, the spiritual energy in the Hongjuntai finally slowed down its transmission speed, maintained for a moment, and then slowly came to a stop, and the sea of consciousness returned to a state of tranquility...
You finally woke up, and with a deep sigh of regret, it seems I haven't enjoyed enough yet - this cultivation speed that's advancing by leaps and bounds is really too enchanting. Under the inner vision of my luck, a transparent stream of energy flows slowly in my meridians, and compared to before I was injured, it has actually increased by half in just one short night! If measured according to the standard of this world's mysterious energy, it's at least around 8th level mysterious energy cultivation, and extremely pure!
In this world where everyone below the 9th rank is nothing but ants, among the strong who have just started to take their first steps with Silver and Golden Auras, even extremely pure 8th rank auras are not worth mentioning. But don't think that Jun Mo Xie's speed is slow, you should know that he has only been in this world for half a month at most, and within this short period of time, he has risen from his original 3rd rank aura to an 8th rank one! This cultivation speed, even if the old undying gods were to see it, would make them drop their jaws in shock!
If there were an institute of anatomy in this world, once they discovered your cultivation speed, if you weren't caught and dissected to study thoroughly, that would be truly terrifying! Jun Moxie let out a comfortable sigh, suddenly feeling that the injuries he had suffered this time were truly... worth it! He even pondered whether he should cut off two more swords after a while.
A guard came in and reported: "Young master, Tang Gongzi has come to visit you."
He hummed a response, then seemed to remember something and casually stuffed a cloth package from beside the pillow into the bedding before saying in a weak voice: "Go invite Young Master Tang to come in."
With a dull thud of footsteps, Tang Baozi panted and walked into Jun Moxie's room with great difficulty. The spacious bedroom seemed to have suddenly become cramped. "Third Young Master, you scared me to death." Tang Yuan's face was shocked: "I heard that you went to see the former emperor, cried for half a night, a whole half night! You said if we brothers were really separated by heaven and earth, how could I live?"
You can't help but look at this fat guy with a weak and listless expression, really wanting to jump up and kick him out! However, for now, you have to pretend to be seriously injured, so you can only spare him for the time being. But your eyes are already bare and want to devour him...
