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Having been reminded by his trusted guards, Ouyang Baofeng couldn't help but be startled as he lowered his head to look at his legs. Sure enough, his legs were standing right now. Although his hands were pressing down hard on the bed and borrowing strength from his arms, his legs, which had been weak and feeble for many years, were indeed standing.

Astonishment and joy filled his heart. Even as the commander of the Nine Tailed Fox, he could no longer maintain his composure. He was so excited that his body was trembling slightly.

"He really stood up?"

"Congratulations, Grand Commander."

The personal guard was also extremely excited. After seeing his master in pain for so many years, her condition had finally improved, and she no longer had to endure any pain. She even stood up, and with tears in her eyes, she held his master and knelt down to congratulate him.

He wanted to say something, but was unable to utter a single word. He had been looking forward to this day for too long, but after so many years, he no longer held any hope. Before this, the time was already running out. He had relied on his medicinal strength and willpower to support himself, but it had even greatly reduced his lifespan. Now, he could stand!

He wanted to use his arms to try and stand on two legs to truly walk, but just as his hands left the bedside, his legs gave way and he collapsed into his personal guard's arms.

"Commander!"

The personal guard shouted as she hurriedly hugged Ouyang Baofeng and placed him back into his wheelchair. She carefully looked at her master's face and said, "This subordinate will accompany the commander to bed to rest."

"Let go of grandpa."

The moment he saw himself able to stand up, he was incomparably pleasantly surprised. But now, he powerlessly sat back down in his wheelchair. Ouyang Baofeng's mood was very complex. Was it an illusion? Or had his legs just recovered and did not have any strength left?

Once again, he reached out to the bed, using his arms and legs and all the strength in his body to try to stand up again. As long as he could stand up, even in the time it took for one breath, it would be enough to prove that his legs were recovering.

This time, he really did stand up again. However, he could feel that he had to rely on the power of his arms to support his body. Only after that could his legs barely stand. His legs were still weak and shaking, but his heart was full of hope. After all, to be able to stand like this, even if he had to rely on his arms to support his body weight, he would feel something under his knees. He would no longer feel completely powerless.

He stood like this for only a few breaths' time, leaning on his arms to support his weight. His legs couldn't bear it either, and his body swayed.

The personal guard quickly reached out to support him, "Please do not be impatient Master Commander, lest it harm your legs. This subordinate will accompany you to bed and rest."

This time, he did not refuse and nodded his head. This was an extremely good start, he could not be too hasty in seeking success. With the feeling in his legs, he was still able to stand slightly. He believed that his legs would gradually improve and become more and more powerful. He was overjoyed, and felt extremely grateful to Yun Zihuang. For this period of time, it was only at the beginning of the treatment, the pain was excruciating, but the treatment was extremely effective. Afterwards, the pain gradually lessened. The pain that had tormented him for so many years had also disappeared. His mind and body were both much better now.

It had only been half of the previous agreement, but the recovery of his physical and mental health had far exceeded his expectations.

Initially, he didn't hold any hope for treatment and chose to continue enduring the hellish agony. It was just for the sake of witnessing the Northern Region collapse with his own eyes, and the Barbarian King's death.

After that, his body and spirit improved, and he was able to sleep for a while every day. This allowed him to see some hope. In the past few days, his body had recovered even faster. Every day, there were new changes. If he could feel that he might really be able to recover, how could his heart not be filled with hope?

He reached out and pinched his calf. The pain was so intense that he couldn't help but smile. Indeed, he had regained more of his senses. Perhaps it wouldn't be long before his legs would be able to fully stand up again. Perhaps, by the time of the Promise of March, he would be able to use these legs to walk and even become a real man. His heart was set ablaze with desire. What he wanted to know the most right now was whether or not he could still leave behind descendants for the Ouyang Aristocrat Clan.

Many years ago, he was the only son left in the Ouyang Family. In the end, he fought in the war against the Northern Region, and almost died to save his good brother Feng Qingxiao.

At that time, he had barely survived. Even though he had managed to survive, his injuries were too severe, and he had even lost the ability to be a man.

She took a deep breath. It was a pity that Yun Zihuang was not here and had gone to the isolation zone. Otherwise, he would have immediately asked if she could leave any descendants for the Ouyang Family. The plague was the most important thing. She could only wait for her good sister to come back from the quarantine area before she could ask about it.

In the deep darkness of the night, Ouyang Baofeng's handsome face was covered in a smile. In all these years, he had never been this happy before.

A personal guard gently helped him to remove his shoes and socks, rolled up his pants legs, soaked his feet and knees in the medicinal liquid, and even imbued his body with origin energy to massage his legs according to the princess' instructions.

The personal guards of Ouyang Baofeng were all experts. Before, Yun Zihuang had ordered that someone use their origin energy to clear his meridians and infuse it into his body every day. Her legs were even more important. She needed to soak in a deep wooden barrel every day. Inside was a medicinal liquid, and with the infusion of Essence and massage of meridians, she could recover even faster. Originally, this commander hadn't paid much attention to this matter. At the beginning, he hadn't felt much of a difference, but during this period of time, he discovered that every time her personal guards used his Essence, her body and spirit would improve by a lot.

Gently clean your legs and feet, put them on the bed, cover them with quilts, and the personal guards pack up and go out. Another personal guard came over and half knelt by the bed. According to the princess' instructions, she used her origin energy to open up the meridians of the commander.

A moment later, Ouyang Baofeng fell into a deep sleep, a rare faint smile on his lips.

Only then did the personal guards withdraw their hands and look at their master with smiles on their faces. Seeing that their master was improving every day, their moods were as good as his master's, silently standing up and retreating.

The next morning, when Ouyang Baofeng woke up, the sky had just turned white. However, to be able to sleep without any pain was already a rare feat. He tried to lift one of his legs, and though it was a struggle, in the end he managed to lift it a little. In a single breath, he fell powerlessly onto the bed, for the first time in many years.

He tried lifting his other leg for a second, and similarly, it fell in the time it took to take a single breath. He could not hold on any longer. Just these two simple movements were already drenched in sweat. After a moment's rest, he sat up and his personal guard came over and half-knelt by the bed. Gently supporting his master, he turned around and sat on the edge of the bed, putting on his master's shoes and socks.

"Don't move."

He pressed down hard on the guard's shoulders and tried to stand up again. He was still leaning on his arms to support his weight. His legs trembled as he stood up. This time, although his legs were shaking violently, he stood for two more breaths' time than last night before powerlessly sitting down.