Demon Sword And The Deathly Palm

Chapter — 9

As noon approached, Xiao Chen woke up again. This time, his face looked much fresher than it had been a few days before.

Not long after, the bedroom door opened slowly.

Ye Yuan came in carrying a bowl of warm porridge and some simple side dishes.

“You woke up on time,” Ye Yuan said as he placed the food on the table. “Eat quickly. Your body is still very weak. The better your diet, the faster your recovery will be, Young Master.”

Xiao Chen didn't answer immediately.

Just as Ye Yuan was about to turn around, Xiao Chen's hand suddenly grabbed his wrist tightly.

Ye Yuan turned around.

Xiao Chen looked at Ye Yuan with a look in his eyes that he had never seen since the tragedy occurred.

“Uncle Ye …” Xiao Chen’s tone was very serious. “I’ve thought it through carefully …”

Ye Yuan remained silent, signaling for Xiao Chen to continue.

“I’ve truly been enlightened.” Xiao Chen’s eyes slowly turned red. Tears began to well up in his eyes. “I did lose my dantian and meridians … but I don’t want to give up.”

Xiao Chen's voice trembled, but every word was filled with conviction. “I still want to practice.”

Ye Yuan looked at Xiao Chen without blinking.

“If I can’t become a martial artist through cultivation …” Xiao Chen took a deep breath and said solemnly. “Then I will choose the most difficult path.”

Xiao Chen gripped Ye Yuan's hand even tighter. “I want to train my body. Train my muscles, bones, and every part of my body to the utmost.”

Tears finally flowed down Xiao Chen's cheeks.

“I know that path is probably many times more painful than cultivation. I also know that probably no one will succeed.”

“But …” Xiao Chen gritted his teeth. “I still want to try.”

His gaze was filled with burning determination.

“Uncle Ye, please. Please find a way for me.”

“No matter how hard the training method is, no matter how much pain I have to endure, I will not back down.”

“As long as there is still a glimmer of hope to become stronger ... I am willing to risk everything.”

Hearing every word Xiao Chen said, Ye Yuan froze. His body trembled slightly.

Ye Yuan's eyes, which had weathered so many storms in life, slowly filled with tears. Not from sadness, but from emotion and joy.

The Young Master he knew finally returned.

The young man in front of Ye Yuan had indeed lost his dantian and meridians, but he had not lost the heart of a warrior.

Ye Yuan raised his hand, then gently patted Xiao Chen's shoulder.

“Good …” Ye Yuan said in a slightly trembling voice. “This is the Young Master of the Xiao Clan that I’ve always known.”

Ye Yuan took a deep breath until his emotions calmed down. “If you've made that decision, then I'll support you.”

Xiao Chen's eyes immediately lit up. “Uncle Ye … really?”

Ye Yuan nodded his head firmly.

“I do know a method to follow your desired path.” Ya Yuan’s eyes grew serious. “However, that method is extremely harsh and far more dangerous than ordinary cultivation.”

Ye Yuan stared at Xiao Chen intently.

“Therefore, before you begin, you must fully recover. Otherwise, your body will not be able to endure the training process, Young Master.”

“I understand.” Xiao Chen nodded without the slightest hesitation.

“I'll follow Uncle Ye's instructions.” Xiao Chen massaged his head slightly. “Oh yes, Uncle. From now on, don't call me Young Master. Just call me Chen'er. Now, only Uncle is the closest person and parent to me.”

Ye Yuan was momentarily speechless, but he slowly nodded and understood that Xiao Chen had truly become more mature and wiser.

Then, Ye Yuan smiled faintly before turning to leave the room, giving Xiao Chen time to rest.

….

Time flies. In the blink of an eye, another week has passed.

During this time, Xiao Chen and Ye Yuan both focused on recovering their bodies.

Xiao Chen obediently drank the medicinal herbs and followed all of Physician Xu's instructions, while Ye Yuan used the free time to heal the remaining injuries that were still causing him some pain.

Every now and then, Physician Xu would come to check Xiao Chen's pulse. After several checks, he finally nodded in satisfaction.

“Your body has recovered very well,” said Doctor Xu confidently. “From now on, you can return to your normal activities. Just don't push yourself too hard.”

Xiao nodded and thanked him sincerely.

….

Meanwhile, outside of the examination time, Doctor Xu was once again immersed in his own world.

Every day, Physician Xu stood in front of the alchemy furnace, researching the pill recipe that had been delayed.

Physician Xu tried again and again to perfect his refining process, hoping to one day produce a pill that matched the ancient records obtained from the black market.

Several days later, Xiao Chen finally recovered completely. Although his dantian and meridians remained unsaved, his body had regained its full strength. His external injuries had also healed without leaving any significant problems.

Seeing this situation, Ye Yuan felt it was inappropriate for them to continue staying at Doctor Xu's residence.

One night, Ye Yuan invited Xiao Chen to talk. “Where do you think we’ll go from here?”

Xiao Chen pondered for a moment before shaking his head. “I will follow Uncle Ye’s decision.”

Ye Yuan nodded slowly. “Then, let's return to my hometown. It's secluded and far from the hustle and bustle. It's perfect for you to begin your chosen training, Chen'er.”

Xiao Chen didn't think long. “Okay. I also think that's the best choice, Uncle Ye.”

The next morning, they both went to Doctor Xu to say goodbye.

Ye Yuan cupped his hands respectfully.

“Senior Xu, we've come to thank you for all the help you've given us. Our wounds have healed, so we don't want to continue bothering you. We plan to return to my hometown today.”

Physician Xu nodded with a faint smile. “Go ahead. Those who follow the martial path shouldn’t stay in one place for too long.”

Physician Xu laughed softly. “After all, each practitioner has their own path and nature. I even prefer living alone to being in a crowd.”

Ye Yuan and Xiao Chen saluted again. “Thank you, Senior.”

After saying goodbye, the two of them immediately left the White Tiger Village.

They weren't in a hurry to travel. With his wounds having just recovered, Ye Yuan deliberately chose a leisurely pace.

Along the way, Ye Yuan began to guide Xiao Chen through basic physical training.

Running across mountain roads, carrying rocks on his back, and training his balance and muscle strength became a new routine that Xiao Chen had to undergo every day.

The training was much more tiring than Xiao Chen had ever imagined. However, he never complained once.

Xiao Chen just practiced and practiced like crazy.