Looking at the newly renovated home, his mother and sister's eyes were filled with surprise and excitement. The vitality of this home had been rekindled, and Chen Jiuyang was also genuinely happy.
Chen Jiuyang said, "It seems you're quite wealthy."
Yao Zixuan stared at him, "You are strong, not strong in the ordinary sense. That kick was very fast, so fast I didn't even see it, but the force was controlled very well, not enough to kill, and could even control snakes and rats."
"This kind of power that can be released and retracted at will, and these peculiar methods, I've only heard of them once in the mysterious small circle of my grandfather and his peers."
"I believe you have the ability to cure my cold ailment. I want to ask you to treat my cold ailment..." Yao Zixuan thought for a moment, gritted her teeth, and said, "As long as you can cure my cold ailment, I will give you anything I can!"
Chen Jiuyang said meaningfully, "Including yourself?"
Yao Zixuan's pretty face immediately turned red, looking exceptionally beautiful.
"Hahaha!" Chen Jiuyang laughed heartily, "I am a doctor, so treating your cold ailment is no problem. I won't make excessive demands."
"However, treating your cold ailment is not for now, it needs a few days," Chen Jiuyang said. "I need to go to Fengcheng for a few days to handle some matters."
"Alright."
Yao Zixuan took out the latest model phone and gave it to Chen Jiuyang, "Change it, I see you're still using an old flip phone." Along with it was the bank card.
Chen Jiuyang was silent for a moment, "Thank you."
"You're welcome," Yao Zixuan said softly, lowering her head slightly, "I don't know why, but I feel more comfortable when I'm around you. Can I stay at your place tonight?"
Chen Jiuyang's expression froze. This girl had such sharp insight. He was of the Nine-Nine Pure Yang body, and Yao Zixuan was of the Pure Yin body. Being close to him would naturally make her feel comfortable. "Yes."
"Brother, Sister Zixuan, dinner is ready."
At the dinner table, the atmosphere was warm and harmonious. Zhang Xiuzhen kept serving Yao Zixuan food, "Daughter, eat more."
Yao Zixuan smiled and said, "Thank you, Auntie."
Chen Yating also said, "Sister Zixuan, which room will you sleep in tonight?"
Yao Zixuan lowered her head slightly, a little shy, and stammered, "Any room is fine."
Chen Jiuyang chuckled, "Little Ya, remember to report to university soon. Brother will pay for your tuition."
Chen Yating hummed in agreement a few times.
After dinner, everyone returned to their rooms. Yao Zixuan, being wealthy and generous, directly installed a toilet and bathroom in each bedroom. Each one cost tens of thousands, and she spent at least several hundred thousand on her home.
After washing up, Chen Jiuyang lay on his bed, took out his phone, and logged into QQ and WeChat, which he hadn't used in a year.
In the Sharp Blade Legion, to prevent information leakage, no networked devices were allowed. Devices like Chen Jiuyang's old flip phone were specially made by the legion.
As soon as he went online, messages flooded in. Unfortunately, most of them were from class group chats. Only a few people had sent him messages.
Among them was Hu Qijie, his good brother from college. He had disappeared for a year, and Hu Qijie had sent him messages almost every week to inquire about his safety.
Chen Jiuyang's heart warmed slightly, and he replied, "Good brother, I'm back."
The next moment, the other party called.
"Jiuyang, you've been missing for a year. Where are you now? How is your health? Are you safe?" Hu Qijie's concerned voice sounded.
Chen Jiuyang chuckled, "I'm doing very well. I'm at home in Ziyang County now, and I'm planning to return to Fengcheng in a few days. Qijie, thank you for your concern."
Hu Qijie said, "Nonsense, we're brothers for life. If I don't care about you, will your girlfriend care about you?"
Chen Jiuyang asked, "How has she been doing while I was away this past year?"
"..." After a moment of silence, Hu Qijie said, "There are some things I'll tell you when you get back to Fengcheng."
"Okay," Chen Jiuyang said, "I should be coming to Fengcheng tomorrow."
"Brother, then I'll see you tomorrow." After saying that, Hu Qijie hung up hastily, seeming a bit off.
Chen Jiuyang put down his phone and fell asleep peacefully.
The next day.
Chen Jiuyang woke up early and went for a run to the riverside park, where no one was around, to practice the Eight-Nine Arcane Arts.
The first ray of purple light in the morning was extremely rich in spiritual energy, which was very beneficial for Chen Jiuyang's cultivation.
He sat cross-legged, cultivating in the purple energy of the rising sun.
Sitting like a tiger, walking like a dragon, stillness like a sharp blade or a javelin.
The cultivation technique for his realm was the Eight-Nine Arcane Arts, the life-saving technique for healing was the Pure Yang Withered Wood Spring Return Art, and the technique for killing was the Instant Annihilation Martial Art.
After absorbing the purple energy, Chen Jiuyang suddenly stood up and began to practice the Instant Annihilation Martial Art.
In the Instant Annihilation Martial Art, for each realm, the cultivator could obtain three killing moves.
His fingers were like swords, his arms were like sabers, as if there were sword hums and saber roars. The fusion of saber and sword was unparalleled in the world, invincible among peers!
As Chen Jiuyang moved his body, waves of energy surged upwards, shaking off countless summer flowers.
Just as Chen Jiuyang finished his practice, a young woman and an old man in a Zhongshan suit arrived near Chen Jiuyang to practice martial arts.
Chen Jiuyang glanced at them. The woman was holding a wooden sword and practicing sword techniques. Her movements were agile and her power fierce, but it was extremely damaging to her body.
It seemed she was practicing an incomplete technique.
The woman was beautiful, with a good figure and fair skin. If she continued to practice like this, her body would be ruined within a few years.
With the mindset of a benevolent physician, Chen Jiuyang passed by them and casually left a sentence, "This method is flawed, do not practice it. There is a hidden injury three inches above your arm."
The woman practicing sword techniques heard this and paused. She spat, "What kind of lunatic is this? What does he know?"
However, the old man walked up to the young woman, raised his hand, and gently pressed three inches above the woman's sword-wielding arm. The young woman immediately broke out in a cold sweat and cried out, "Grandpa, it hurts so much! What are you doing?"
"It really is a hidden injury!" The old man in the Zhongshan suit looked astonished and watched Chen Jiuyang's retreating back, "Granddaughter, we have encountered a master."
"What master, what master? That person is about my age, maybe even weaker in cultivation than me," the young woman pouted dismissively.
Chen Jiuyang returned home and saw more than a dozen people standing at his doorstep, all members of the clan of the village secretary, the Huang family.
The one at the forefront was recognized as the village secretary, Huang Liangbo. He spoke with an unfriendly expression:
"Chen Jiuyang, you injured my nephew and others. You had better give me a satisfactory explanation."