Chapter 101 — Welcome, Come and Play — Now on the Strong Recommendation List, Begging for Recommendation Votes; Dear Readers of Old Fish, Everyone Cheer Up and Throw All Your Votes to Old Fish

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All along, Wei Zhao had believed that cultivating the Xuanyuan Dragon-Taming Art only served to improve his own body; never once had it occurred to him that it could also mend and restore another person's.

Still, since Jiao Yazi said so, there could be no doubt about it.

Wei Zhao drew a deep breath, pressed his right hand precisely against the old man's Dadun acupoint, and began to channel the elementary formula used in cultivating the Xuanyuan Dragon-Taming Art...

All at once, a powerful suction came from the old man's Dadun acupoint. The energy elements in Wei Zhao's body poured out of him like a flood through opened sluices, surging into the old man.

Wei Zhao started in alarm, secretly appalled: could this be the Star-Absorbing Technique? But it lasted only an instant, and the energy elements within him stopped draining.

What had been released was no more than a single hair from nine oxen, a trifling fraction, and it had no real effect on Wei Zhao at all.

He felt the old man's heartbeat slowly regain its strength; the face that had been iron-blue turned pale, then ruddy, and the ragged breathing gradually steadied...

"Just like that, he's cured?" Never had Wei Zhao imagined the Xuanyuan Dragon-Taming Art he practiced possessed such power.

"Boy, Wei Zhao, are you dreaming? This has only restored him to normal. To cure him completely, you would need at least a third or fourth level of cultivation. I have studied the first level of your Xuanyuan Dragon-Taming Art: it merely strengthens the body. To heal injuries, you are still far, far short." Old Jiao's voice came at Wei Zhao's ear.

So that was it. Wei Zhao felt neither surprise nor disappointment. Had Jiao Yazi told him that merely mastering the first level of the Xuanyuan Dragon-Taming Art could bring the dying back to life, he would instead have been alarmed: if the first level alone was like this, what would he become later on, an immortal?

"Honey, look at Dad's face. He's better, really better, and his breathing is normal too." The woman called Huiru pointed at the old man on the ground and cried out excitedly.

"Hmph." Liu Tianyi flung his wife off crossly. Earlier she had spoken rudely to Wei Zhao, and now this. They said a woman's mood turned faster than a page; his own wife was a textbook case. "Young brother, how is my father?"

"There is no problem this time." Wei Zhao said calmly. "He does not need to go to the hospital. He should wake up any moment now."

"Is that so? Thank you, young brother, thank you." At Wei Zhao's words, Liu Tianyi let out a breath and thanked him again and again. His father had taken ill so suddenly this time; had Wei Zhao not stepped in to save him, the old man's chances would have been grim.

Earlier, when his father had collapsed, Liu Tianyi had not dared touch him before the ambulance came, afraid of making matters worse. Now that Wei Zhao said he was out of danger, he hurried to crouch down and lift the old man off the ground.

By then the old man had opened his eyes. Panting hoarsely, he said weakly to Liu Tianyi: "Help me up..."

"Dad, let me help you." Huiru stepped over, meek as a lamb, and reached out to take the old man's arm.

The old man only snorted coldly and flung her hand away. Though angina had brought him down, he had not been unconscious; he had heard everything going on around him, and the face Huiru had made while slandering Wang Xinyan disgusted him thoroughly.

"Dad... I..." Startled, Huiru wanted to say more, but one glare from Liu Tianyi silenced her.

"Dad, what are you doing?" Liu Tianyi had helped his father up, only to see the old man heading toward Wei Zhao. He asked hastily.

"Help me over there so I can thank this young friend." The old man knew perfectly well who had saved him.

Seeing such forthrightness in the old man, Wei Zhao found himself rather taken with him. As for being called "young friend," he naturally did not mind: at the old man's age, close to his own father's, the address was only proper.

"Old sir, there is no need for thanks. I merely happened to pass by." Wei Zhao smiled.

"Good, good." The old man's color had recovered a good deal by now; angina came in bouts, and once it passed he was as ordinary as anyone. "You saved this old man's life and were neither proud nor rash. Good. Tianyi, take down this young friend's number. For what happened today, we must reward him handsomely."

"Yes, Dad." Hearing his father, Liu Tianyi quickly turned to Wei Zhao. Wei Zhao had heard the old man too, so Liu Tianyi had no need to repeat it.

"A reward is unnecessary. Just let my friend go." Wei Zhao said calmly. He did not care about any reward; he counted as a well-paid young man now and was not short of money, and his real purpose in acting had been to free Wang Xinyan.

At his words, Liu Tianyi's old face reddened. He shot Huiru another glare, then said to Wei Zhao: "Young brother, I am truly sorry. Please do not hold it against a woman. This had nothing to do with your friend to begin with; she may leave at any time."

"Heh heh..." Wei Zhao smiled faintly and said to the old man: "Old sir, no reward is needed. If there is nothing else, I will be on my way. Take good care of yourself."

"You are a fine young man." The old man looked at Wei Zhao with open admiration. "Judging by your little girlfriend's car, I know you are not short of money. So I will not put on airs either. Tianyi, leave this young man my private number. If you ever come to Yanjing for a visit, give me a call and I will receive you myself."

"All right." Wei Zhao nodded, and did not decline again; since it was the old man's sincere wish, he would not object. As for visiting Yanjing... heh. He had been to Yanjing, but for fun? Did he have time for fun?

Yet the old man's words left Liu Tianyi stunned. When had his father ever been so approachable, especially to a stranger of the younger generation? Even if the young man had saved his father's life, there was no need for this. But since his father commanded it, he raised no objection; he took out one of his own business cards, quickly wrote his father's number on the blank back, and handed it to Wei Zhao.

Wei Zhao took the card, and without a closer look stuffed it into his pocket. The old man did not seem displeased, but Liu Tianyi shook his head inwardly. How many people yearned for his father's number and could never get it?

Just then the sound of an ambulance finally came from the distance. In fact, only twenty minutes had passed from start to finish. For the ambulance to drive from the hospital into this busy downtown area was already quick.

"Dad, the ambulance is here. Shall we go to the hospital for a check-up?" Liu Tianyi had heard it too, and spoke to the old man carefully.

"I am well now, why would I go?" The old man refused outright. "Do I not know my own illness? What use would the hospital be?"

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