Chapter 92: Good Grandson, Truly My Good Grandson.

After lunch, Yun Che comfortably slept in the guest room arranged by the Xiao Sect. He hadn't rested much the previous night, so his sleep was exceptionally deep, lasting until the sun was almost setting. As he had specifically requested not to be disturbed, no one bothered him during this time.

"Where did you learn your medical skills and disguise techniques?" Jasmine's voice echoed in Yun Che's mind as he got out of bed.

"Of course, from my master... my previous master." The thought of his deceased benefactor still brought a pang to Yun Che, even after many years. The feeling of wanting to show filial piety but being unable because his elder was gone was something he constantly bore. This had become a lifelong regret and a knot in his heart.

"Disguise techniques typically transform a person's appearance through qi, which can fool those with lower profound energy levels. However, they are immediately seen through by anyone with higher profound energy. How could you fool this entire sect?" Jasmine's voice was filled with confusion and surprise.

"Hehe, my disguise technique has absolutely nothing to do with profound energy. Not to mention Xiao Tiannan, who is only at the Earth Profound Realm; even a Sky Profound or Emperor Profound practitioner wouldn't be able to see through it. However, it might be a different story if I encounter a true expert."

Yun Che got out of bed, walked to the window, and stretched. A faint, wicked smile slowly appeared on his lips. *Let them laugh for a few days first*, he thought. *Then, naturally, there will come a time when they cry until the world dims, hehehehe...*

Even if you beat Xiao Tiannan to death, he would never imagine that Yun Che, whom he swore to brutally kill, was now within his sect, being addressed as "Senior," and served like an esteemed elder.

As soon as Yun Che stepped out, he saw Xiao Tiannan pacing back and forth nearby. Upon seeing him, Xiao Tiannan's face instantly lit up with joy. He quickly approached, greeting him with utmost respect: "Senior, have you rested well? If there's anything you need, please don't hesitate to ask."

Yun Che knew that after witnessing Xiao Luocheng's condition, Xiao Tiannan would be even more respectful towards him than before. He nodded with a chuckle and said, "I slept well. It's been a long time since I came to the mountains; the air here is truly refreshing. Let's go, let's go check on that little fellow."

Xiao Tiannan responded immediately as if he had heard divine music. He then led the way directly to the Elixir Hall. Along the way, Xiao Sect disciples they encountered respectfully saluted Yun Che. Clearly, Xiao Tiannan had already instructed them that this was a super VIP guest and they must show extreme courtesy. Of course, he would absolutely not let his disciples know the identity of this "divine doctor"—the fewer people who knew, the better.

At the Elixir Hall, Xiao Luocheng was awake. Seeing Yun Che, he showed gratitude, struggling to turn his body as if to bow, and spoke in a weak but sincere voice: "This junior, Xiao Luocheng... thanks Senior Divine Doctor for the life-saving and restorative grace..."

"Hehe, it's enough that you mean well. Don't move your body unnecessarily." Yun Che smiled "benevolently," stood by the bed, and said, "Come, let me take your pulse."

After speaking, he extended a finger and pressed Xiao Luocheng's right wrist. Immediately, the smile vanished from his face, replaced by a dark expression... then an even darker one...

This change in expression made Xiao Tiannan and Xiao Baicao's hearts pound. Just as Xiao Tiannan was about to blurt out a question, he saw the divine doctor remove his hand from Xiao Luocheng's wrist and unleash a torrent of curses: "Didn't I specifically warn you not to give him anything without my instruction?! Did you take my words as mere wind?!"

Xiao Tiannan and Xiao Baicao simultaneously stared wide-eyed. Xiao Tiannan took a small step forward and stammered nervously: "Senior, this... this... it was my wife, out of concern for our son, who felt he was too weak from such severe injuries and should have a small supplement. Plus, Luocheng said he was hungry, so my wife prepared a bowl of chicken soup..."

"Nonsense!" Yun Che violently flung his hand, enraged. "What 'concern for your son'?! You're trying to kill him! The medicinal power from the herbs I painstakingly brewed all morning has been completely negated by your damn chicken soup! It even caused his already damaged meridians to swell and suffer secondary harm, making recovery at least ten times more difficult! This is utterly preposterous! Forget it, I'm not treating this illness anymore. Go find whoever you want to treat him!"

With every word Yun Che spoke, Xiao Tiannan's face grew a shade paler. When the last sentence left Yun Che's mouth, Xiao Tiannan trembled all over, almost kneeling on the spot. He quickly stepped forward, grabbing Yun Che and pleading in a panic: "Senior... Senior, please calm your anger. This junior was ignorant and couldn't persuade my wife. All the mistakes are this junior's fault. As long as Senior can quell your anger, this junior is willing to accept any punishment. I guarantee nothing like this will happen again in the future... Senior, it was all this junior's ignorance! But my son is innocent; he is severely injured now. If not for Senior's rescue, his life would be ruined. Please, Senior, in your great magnanimity, save my son."

"Hmph! Ignorance? How can you call this ignorance?! This is sheer stupidity! And you say your son is innocent? I am saving him; you are the one harming him... Thankfully, I discovered it in time. If I had accidentally slept for a few more hours, your son would have truly passed away here... If that boy had died, you would be worse than a beast... Since you're unwilling to listen to me, why did you invite me to treat him? Why didn't you save him yourselves..."

Yun Che's face was flushed, and spittle flew as he thoroughly berated the dignified Sect Master of the Xiao Sect branch, each word harsher than the last, almost to the point of cursing his ancestors eighteen generations back. As the paramount figure in Crescent City, when had Xiao Tiannan ever been scolded like this? Yet, at this moment, he bowed his head like a grandson, not daring to utter a single word of rebuttal. He had previously heard Xiao Baicao say that this Evil Heart Saint Hand had an unpredictable temper, and now he completely believed it. Before, he was gentle and refined like a scholar; now, he was like a shrew cursing in the streets, without an ounce of the demeanor of a divine doctor.

Yun Che's scolding lasted for the time it takes to eat a meal, and he felt utterly satisfied from head to toe. The feeling of a mere Level One Nascent Profound Realm practitioner pointing at the nose of a great sect master and cursing him out, while the other party dared not retort a single word—only those who had experienced it would know how enjoyable it was.

The "divine doctor" finally seemed to be tired of scolding and took a break. After observing Xiao Luocheng for a moment, he suddenly sighed and said, "Fine, this boy and I are somewhat fated. Although you fools have left me with a mess, ordinarily, I would simply walk away. But... sigh..."

Yun Che silently gazed at Xiao Luocheng, a dazed look on his face, his eyes subtly revealing a hint of melancholy and benevolence. "This boy, he looks too much like my little grandson when he was young... Sigh, truly too similar... Boy, is your name... Xiao Luocheng?"

Xiao Luocheng nodded and respectfully said, "Yes, this junior's name is Xiao Luocheng."

"Back then, my little grandson was also named Huangfu Cheng, and both names have the character 'Cheng' (城). What a coincidence... a true coincidence. It's just a pity that even with my heaven-defying medical skills, I didn't have the chance to save my little grandson. Now, seeing you, I'm reminded of him and the events from back then..."

As Yun Che spoke, his voice grew softer and softer, as if he had fallen into distant memories. His expression became increasingly melancholic, and a faint mist slowly appeared in his eyes.

Hearing that Yun Che had agreed to continue treating Xiao Luocheng, Xiao Tiannan was overjoyed. He felt that the severe scolding hadn't been in vain. Listening to Yun Che's subsequent words, his heart suddenly stirred, and he sighed with emotion: "Senior's little grandson... he must have been an unparalleled genius, right?"

"Hehe, yes," the divine doctor said, seemingly still lost in memory, his gaze hazy and his voice sorrowful. "Unfortunately, Heaven envies genius. My little grandson passed away at the age of sixteen... exactly the same age as this boy. It was also because of my grandson's death that I painstakingly studied medical arts. But alas, time cannot flow backward; no matter how advanced my medical skills are now, I can never bring him back."

Xiao Tiannan's heart pounded violently. He swallowed hard and then cautiously probed, "My son Luocheng and your esteemed grandson share a similar appearance, similar names, and even their age is the same as back then... This is simply a fated connection from the heavens! Since Senior misses your grandson so much and cannot let go of what happened back then, why don't we... why don't you let Luocheng recognize you as his foster grandfather? Firstly, it could ease Senior's longing for your grandson. Secondly, Luocheng is currently severely injured; by curing him, wouldn't you also fulfill the regret of being unable to treat your grandson back then? Thirdly... Senior has granted Luocheng the grace of saving and remaking his life, and Luocheng is pure of heart; he will certainly treat you as his own grandfather with filial piety. Senior... what do you think?"

*Oh, my god! This Xiao Tiannan, he's truly enlightened, completely understanding at a single hint...* Yun Che greatly praised him in his heart.

Upon hearing this, the divine doctor's entire body trembled slightly with excitement. "You... what did you say? You said... truly?"

Seeing the divine doctor's reaction, Xiao Tiannan understood everything. Overjoyed, he quickly said, "Luocheng! Why aren't you calling him Grandpa yet!"

Xiao Luocheng, of course, knew what he should do. He strained to prop himself up, looked at Yun Che, and called out emotionally, "Grandpa."

"You... what did you call me?" The divine doctor's body trembled again, and his lips quivered.

"Grandpa! As long as Grandpa doesn't mind, from now on, I am your grandson!" Xiao Luocheng called out with utmost sincerity.

"Good! Good!" The divine doctor's body trembled violently, and two drops of old tears involuntarily fell from his eyes. He reached out a trembling hand and placed it on Xiao Luocheng's shoulder, saying excitedly, "Good grandson! Good grandson! Don't worry, your Grandpa will definitely cure your illness, never again like back then! Good grandson... my good grandson..."

The more the divine doctor spoke, the more excited he became, with a clear trail of tears running down his face. If there were Oscars in this world, even Heaven would not agree if one wasn't awarded to Yun Che.

What kind of feeling was it to call your enemy's grandson while they respectfully called you Grandpa? Again, only those who had experienced it would know how satisfying it was!

At the same time, Xiao Tiannan and Xiao Baicao were both incredibly happy and relieved. They never imagined that Xiao Luocheng would resemble the Evil Heart Saint Hand's grandson so much, and even successfully become his foster grandson through this. This was simply a monumental stroke of luck! With this acknowledgment as his Grandpa, Xiao Luocheng's injuries would certainly be no problem at all. After his recovery, helping Xiao Luocheng achieve profound enlightenment would be a natural progression. Moreover, such a divine doctor's alchemy skills must be unparalleled. Any elixir from him would undoubtedly be priceless and have heaven-defying effects. With Xiao Luocheng as his "grandson," would the divine doctor not be generous?

Xiao Tiannan's heart bloomed with joy, and he could almost envision Xiao Luocheng triumphantly entering the main sect after his recovery, with himself also rising to prominence, and even this small branch sect fully integrating into the main sect. On the other side, Xiao Baicao was also immensely excited, continuously murmuring, "Congratulations, Sect Master! Congratulations, Young Sect Master! Congratulations, Senior Huangfu, on gaining such an excellent grandson... This is truly a joyous occasion! Sect Master, for such a happy event, once the Young Sect Master recovers, we must surely celebrate for a full day!"

"Hahahahaha! How can one day be enough? The entire sect must celebrate for at least three days, hahahaha!" Xiao Tiannan said, laughing loudly.

"Grandpa, your grandson... will kowtow to you." Xiao Luocheng, understanding the situation, struggled to get up. Although moving his body caused unbearable pain, he still endured it and positioned himself in a kneeling bow.

"No, no, no!" Yun Che quickly supported his shoulders, a look of distress on his face. "Good grandson, your injuries are quite severe. Don't move carelessly. It's enough that you have the intention. It won't be too late to bow once your injuries have healed."

"It's... it's alright, Grandpa, don't worry. Although your grandson is gravely injured, I can still kowtow to Grandpa," Xiao Luocheng said stubbornly, gritting his teeth.

"Hehe, Senior Huangfu, Luocheng's filial piety and gratitude are immense; just let him kowtow. Moreover, since he recognizes you as his grandpa, this kowtow is only proper."

As soon as Xiao Tiannan finished speaking, Xiao Luocheng's head already lowered, forcefully kowtowing to Yun Che on the bed. When he lifted his head, his face was pale from the pain.

"Oh, oh... Good grandson, you truly are my good grandson." Yun Che quickly helped Xiao Luocheng up, saying with a "pained" expression.