Fu Jinyu saw Xu Mu about to leave and immediately reached out to grab him.
She had no choice. Right now, apart from Xu Mu, she couldn't rely on anyone else.
If she became a useless cripple, forget her second uncle, even someone as loyal as Hongyu might leave her.
A long illness tests the devotion of even a filial child, let alone someone like Hongyu, with whom she shared no blood ties.
People follow you because you can fulfill their ambitions.
That's all there is to it.
"Fine, I'll take it off!"
Fu Jinyu gritted her teeth, her face a mask of reluctance.
"Actually, forget it! I'm not treating you anymore! I went through all this trouble to come heal you, borrowed such a precious thing for your sake, and in the end, I have to put up with your attitude?"
Xu Mu shook off Fu Jinyu's hand, picked up his plastic bag, and headed for the door.
"Xu Mu!"
Fu Jinyu's voice rose a few notches.
Xu Mu turned back, somewhat impatiently asking, "What now... Holy shit!"
Beneath the black leather armor was a black bodysuit, and beneath the black bodysuit was a black silk undergarment adorned with golden patterns.
Currently, the undergarment was in a rather... three-dimensional state, utterly failing to conceal the terrifying power hidden behind it.
"Hurry up and treat me! I promised you ten favors! My personal favor is worth far more than your little pill!"
Fu Jinyu lay back on the sofa now, having undone the garment as well.
Xu Mu returned to the spot, standing before the sofa with a sigh of amazement.
So terrifying. It wasn't hollow after all, but seemed forcibly stuffed in. Truly on par with Xu Ningbing.
Xu Mu took out the silver needles, taking a deep breath. Just who on earth invented this thing?
Especially seeing Fu Jinyu's unusual eyes, which oddly added a peculiar charm.
A full dozen or so needles were inserted into her front. Xu Mu stood to the side, quietly waiting.
Fu Jinyu's emotions shifted from initial shame and anger to shock. "What's happening? My heart seems to be beating very fast, and my body is heating up."
"What I'm performing is a secret technique passed down by my master, the Creation Needle Art. It can stimulate the body's latent potential, maximizing its ability to absorb medicinal efficacy."
Xu Mu continued his nonsense.
His needles were merely accelerating blood flow.
The main treatment was for dysmenorrhea, amenorrhea, and irregular menstrual cycles, improving symptoms by stimulating the circulation of qi and blood.
Hearing this, Fu Jinyu's expression finally calmed. "You do have some skill."
With that, she closed her eyes.
Xu Mu stood beside her, taking out the first and second-grade spiritual herbs from the plastic bag and placing them next to the sofa.
After about ten minutes, he removed the silver needles.
Then, Xu Mu placed the spiritual herbs in his palm, laid his hand on her front, and used his Qi to extract their essence.
Dark green juice seeped from between his fingers, dripping onto Fu Jinyu's body.
Fu Jinyu opened her eyes and asked, "What is this now?"
"Applying medicine. Your injuries are so severe, you need both internal and external treatment. Did you think just swallowing some pill would fix it?"
As he spoke, Xu Mu tossed away the dregs and began kneading.
A good dough requires high skill. He pressed forcefully, pushed and rubbed forward, then folded the dough back.
The force had to be even, without excessive pulling, which could cause the dough to break.
Fu Jinyu clenched her fists now, her whole body trembling.
Not just her face, but other places too were flushing crimson.
Yet she endured it all. What was this compared to becoming a cripple?
Feeling it was about enough, Xu Mu checked the other party's information.
Name: Fu Jinyu
Identity: Heavenly Demon Tribe Empress, Female Lead of "The Evil God Breaks Out of Prison."
Favorability: 16
Destiny Level: 9 (Max 10)
Seeing this information, Xu Mu looked somewhat surprised. He originally remembered Fu Jinyu's favorability being negative.
He hadn't expected it to become positive now, and even rise to sixteen points.
Perhaps she was thinking he could help solve her troubles.
Xu Mu continued by clicking for detailed information, and several more data points appeared before his eyes.
Realm: Mid-stage Transcendent Realm
Physique: 999
Spirit: 450
Seeing this, Xu Mu's expression showed some surprise. First was Fu Jinyu's realm.
She didn't look very old. Although many non-human tribes had lifespans much longer than descendants of Yan and Huang,
some even two to three times longer.
But for Fu Jinyu to reach the mid-stage Transcendent Realm at such a young age was enough to prove her talent.
Secondly, Xu Mu noticed another important data point.
Fu Jinyu, at mid-stage Transcendent Realm, had a Physique of only 999, whereas Xu Mu himself, currently at late-stage Divine Ability Realm, already had over a thousand points.
In other words, in terms of pure physical body strength, Xu Mu was stronger than someone at mid-stage Transcendent Realm.
As for Spirit, his was more than double Fu Jinyu's.
"That should do it."
Xu Mu placed the black pill into Fu Jinyu's mouth.
Fu Jinyu, frowning, chewed the pill and swallowed it.
Xu Mu also used his own Destiny Power to increase Fu Jinyu's Physique. When he clicked to increase it, black text appeared before his eyes.
[Detected damaged meridians in target. Requires 100 Destiny Power to repair.]
He nodded inwardly. It was the same as last time when he treated his father.
It seemed that regardless of how minor the meridian damage, the Destiny Power consumed was the same.
So he clicked to repair.
His own Destiny Power decreased by one hundred points, and black text appeared again.
[Meridian repair completed.]
"Xu Mu, you're not tricking me, are you? Swallowing an eighth-grade spiritual herb should bring a surge of powerful energy. Why don't I feel anything at all?"
Fu Jinyu asked curiously.
"What do you know? What do you think my Creation Needle Art was for just now? If it's fully absorbed, of course you won't feel anything."
Xu Mu stood with his hands behind his back. Barring any surprises, Fu Jinyu's body should have recovered.
He shook his head slightly. If only he could have a taste of that stuff himself, but he had no proper excuse.
"I see..."
Although Fu Jinyu didn't really understand, she felt what Xu Mu said sounded very reasonable.
"That's about it."
After speaking, Xu Mu turned around. "I'll wait for you outside."
Once outside, he washed the spiritual herb juice off his hands at a nearby faucet.
Hongyu, who had been standing in the distance, immediately walked over. "How is my young mistress?"
"Not bad. You can go in and see."
Xu Mu turned off the faucet.
Hongyu hurried into the house and closed the door.
Only after seeing Hongyu leave did Chen Xuan approach Xu Mu and whisper, "She was outside just now, didn't use her phone to send any messages, and no one else approached the area. We should be safe."
Xu Mu shook his head slightly. Right now, their danger didn't come from others, but from Fu Jinyu inside the house.
BOOM!
Inside the house, Fu Jinyu's power continuously erupted. A wave of force blew the doors and windows wide open, shattering all the windowpanes.
The scattered energy even rushed outside.
It lasted a full dozen seconds before the power subsided.
The next moment, Fu Jinyu walked out of the house. She leaned one hand against the doorframe, her black hair swaying slightly.
A faint, elusive smile appeared on her majestic face.
This Xu Mu was indeed no simple man.
Not only had her power recovered, but she also felt even stronger than before.
Whether it was psychological or due to the effects of the eighth-grade natural treasure,
"Beautiful sister, since your injuries have healed, we'll be on our way now. Remember what you promised me."
After saying this, Xu Mu patted Chen Xuan's shoulder, and the two of them started walking out together.
"Stop right there! Did I say you could leave?"
Fu Jinyu walked out of the room.

Cheng's father told him he was getting remarried—to a wealthy woman. Cao Cheng realized his time had finally come: he was about to become a second-generation rich kid. Sure, it might be a watered-down version, but hey, at least he'd have status now, right? The wealthy woman also had four daughters!! Which meant, starting today, Cao Cheng gained four stunning older sisters?? But that wasn't even the whole story... "My name is Cao Cheng—'Cheng' as in 'honest, smooth-talking gentleman'!"

ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!

igrating to the cultivation world for two hundred years, I've managed to lie low and reach the Nascent Soul stage. Only now does my golden finger arrive? ...

grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)