Chapter 625: Loud Scream

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

With those words spoken, paying no more attention to their expressions, she slowly led her son away.

Gu Jinrong and his sister, upon hearing her words, both flashed expressions of panic, which were immediately noticed by Gu Hongkang, who turned around.

He immediately frowned and asked, “What have you two been up to behind the scenes again?”

“Nothing, it has nothing to do with me. It was all my sister’s doing!” Gu Jinrong quickly replied.

Gu Jinyue looked at him in disbelief, trying to explain but only producing incomprehensible sounds.

Gu Jinrong admitted with embarrassment, “Grandfather, I’m sorry, I’m at fault too. 1 didn’t stop Yue’er in time.”

“All! All! Ah!” Gu Jinyue cursed angrily, but her words were nothing but a series of unintelligible screams.

Gu Qingluan didn’t know how they eventually negotiated, but that afternoon, Gu Jinrong came to the Feng residence to find Wei Yuantong.

To her, it was not surprising at all.

Regardless of talent in cultivation or gender, it was evident that Gu Jinrong had the upper hand.

Before meeting the person, Wei Yuantong repeatedly expressed his dislike for this individual.

Gu Xiaonan, in his youthful tone, slyly remarked, “1 get it, Master. Even if you were to help that guy who lost to me recover his arcane power, he still wouldn’t stand a chance against me.”

Wei Yuantong couldn’t help but smile at his words, eager to return to Qiankun Academy immediately and show off to those old folks.

Just look at this! They thought he couldn’t have any disciple? That was because he only looked for the best!

A cultivator in the Heavenly Realm at less than five years old with extraordinary medical talents. Have you ever come across such a prodigy? I mean, has anyone seen anything like it?

This kind of once-in-a-century, no, once-in-a-millennium genius is his disciple!

Wei Yuantong had already anticipated the scene when he returned to the academy. If he had a tail right now, it would be wagging enthusiastically.

So when Gu Jinrong walked in and saw him, he still had a lingering smile on his face.

Gu Jinrong’s gaze flickered slightly, and he respectfully greeted Wei Yuantong with a bow.

“You don’t need to go through those formalities; just lie down on the bed,” Wei Yuantong said with a stern expression.

Gu Jinrong forced a smile and complied with his request, lying down as instructed.

Wei Yuantong walked over, resembling an emotionless machine, and looked down at him condescendingly. Your body has been harmed by Breaking Spirit Powder, much like a bucket filled with holes. But fixing it isn’t as straightforward as just patching up those holes. You see, cultivating is a far cry from patching a leaky bucket. Consequently, the healing process will be excruciating, akin to the torment of having your heart ripped out. Can you withstand it? If you falter and stop the process midway, the odds of restoring you to your previous state in the future will be next to none.”

Gu Jinrong had been worried about Wei Yuantong secretly causing trouble before he arrived, but hearing Wei Yuantong’s detailed instructions made him feel somewhat relieved.

“I can endure it, Elder Wei, please rest assured.”

As long as it could help him regain his cultivation and practice anew, what was a brief period of pain?

“That’s good. Even if you call it quits later, I won’t stop,” Wei Yuantong said, signaling for him to remove his clothes.

Inside the room, there was only Wei Yuantong and a young servant.

Wei Yuantong then instructed the servant to apply a box of ointment to Gu Jinrong’s body.

The ointment had an extremely pungent odor. As soon as it was taken out, Gu Jinrong nearly passed out from the stench.

He gritted his teeth, suppressing the urge to vomit, and kept his lips tightly sealed.

The foul smell was one thing, but shortly after the ointment was applied to his body, he felt a fiery, tingling sensation, accompanied by a subtle, itchy numbness.

Gu Jinrong couldn’t help but want to scratch himself.

“Don’t move! It will affect the effectiveness of the medicine!” Wei Yuantong sternly warned.

Gu Jinrong could only clench his fists and endure.

Not long after, everyone in the Feng residence heard a horrifying scream.

In the backyard, Gu Xiaonan’s eyes gleamed with malicious delight as he remarked, “That scream sounded like a pig being slaughtered, so piercing and pitiful..”