《The Only Real Cultivator》Chapter 35
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“I’m sorry,” she couldn’t find more words to say.
“On my list of priorities, saying sorry would be last,” I walked to Hui Ming, “Do you know of any quick ways to heal her?”
Chen Wei tried as best she could to be helpful. “I’d advise waking her up so she can assess her injuries. She should be strong enough to manipulate her insides to some degree. Then we can prescribe medicine appropriate for her condition. I’ll go get an alchemist.”
“Wait, don’t go yet. I don’t want to attract more attention than necessary. The fewer people that know about this, the better.” I’d only spent less than two months here, and I’d already landed myself in trouble. I thanked my past self for having the foresight to wear a mask. “I have my own medicine.”
I ran into the house and placed every medicine related vial I could find onto a tray. I walked back out and thrust a pill designed to wake her up into her mouth.
Just kidding, it was just an augmented jalapeno. Her eyes opened and she spat the crushed jalapeno out of her mouth. “Tell the truth, you feeling ok?”
“No,” she groaned.
“Where are you hurt?” I asked.
“Two broken ribs, ruptured liver and stomach, and it’s hard to breathe,” I looked to Chen Wei for help. She looked back at me, she didn’t know what to do.
I uncorked a vial, “Open wide. Ahhhhh!” Chen Wei gave me an odd look. I rolled my eyes. “Open your mouth, please.”
Hui Ming did I asked. I poured the vial of Angel’s Vitality down her throat. It was a normal all-round healing elixir, but since I refined it to the third cycle, it was plenty effective.
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I fed her a Phoenix Essence Pill and invited Chen Wei over to help me put salves on her cuts.
I had already fed her ginsengs, but I knew the ginsengs were most effective on me. The ginsengs weren’t as effective on other people. I had to use other medicine to help the ginsengs.
Hui Ming did her best to hold back from groaning, but some still occasionally escaped her throat. After we were done, I backed off. “Can you fall asleep at will?” I asked.
“Yes,” she whispered.
“Then do that, please.” She closed her eyes, “Nighty night,” I said as I closed the Protect over her. Chen Wei gave me another odd look. “It means ‘have a nice nap’. Anyway, I need to move again, don’t I?”
“Huh? Why?” she asked, surprised.
“I’ve been telling you for a while now, I want to keep my identity secret. There are plenty of people who saw me running into this place, I need to leave before they all come running.”
If other people did me favors, I would feel obligated to pay them back. But this worked both ways. I’d just gone out of my way to save Chen Wei and now I had to abandon the garden I’d worked so hard to build. “Damnit, Chen Wei, give me some money. You’re the sect head, right? You must be loaded, give me some money and show me an estate with a giant garden. Don’t make it within this sect,” I glared.
She shrank under my stare, she could see how unhappy I was with this whole thing. I had just saved her life, she wouldn’t be so shameless as to refuse. “I’ll be back in twenty minutes,” she jumped out of my garden.
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I still had my mask on. I was afraid somebody might be spying on me.
Less than an hour ago, I’d been enjoying a perfectly good day reading. Then a screen popped up informing me that I had all five of my prolong slots open. Of course, that meant that the seed I had given to Chen Wei had been used. I had dashed out to help, which landed me in this mess. I didn’t regret it, but that didn’t mean I had to like it either.
“What I mess,” I grumbled. After spending more than a month doing alchemy with no company, I’d fallen into a habit of talking to myself.
I gathered everything important from my house and changed into a different set of clothes. My alchemy caldron and many of my materials were too big to carry on my own. I loaded them onto a cart that looked like it was supposed to be pulled by horses.
Even the weakest cultivators were more powerful than the horses of my old world. These carts were meant to be pulled by humans.
In other words, me. I loaded everything I deemed important onto the cart, careful to not leave anything important behind. The Protect with Hui Ming sat at the top of the pile. One of my plants, String, bound all of it together. I covered the cart with a cloth from the bedroom just in time to see Chen Wei come back
“Did everything go smoothly?” I asked.
“Yes,” she replied. She handed me a suitcase and a map. “This case has five million shards worth of gold jade slips. This is a map of our region of the city. My sources tell me there’s a relatively large estate for sale on the place marked on the map.”
I unfurled the map. It was about as big as a large towel. The roads and landmarks were all sewn into it. It must’ve taken somebody weeks to make this one map. She leaned over and pointed at a blue section of the map. “This is the blue fire sect,” she traced her finger to the border of the blue area. “This is the gate we walked through earlier.”
I nodded along while scanning the map with my eyes. I pointed to a part that was marked by nine intercrossed lines. It was the only marking that was drawn on by ink. “And this is the estate?”
“Um, yes.” She lowered her head. “I’m sorry about all this.”
Seeing her dispirited looks, I sighed. “Glad to help, visit me later, yeah?”
“Yes!” she beamed.
“Before I leave, can you do a quick sweep of this place for spies?” I asked. She hopped out and appeared back in front of me in twenty seconds.
“All clear!” she smiled.
“Thanks.” I threw off my mask and breathed. My vines, pineapple, traps, and everything else dug underground and buried themselves five meters beneath the surface.
I bent down to grab the cart. I lifted it and walked out of my old garden.
New home, new neighbors, new life.
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