Chapter 228

Chapter 228 - Descendant of CultivatorsThe woman's interest was piqued.

At her current status, ordinary martial artists were not much to her.

The formidable body-cultivating martial artists that appeared powerful in the eyes of mortals were just roles she could easily deal with.

But after reaching the Internal Qi Realm, it was different.

The martial artists in the Internal Qi Realm were quite formidable, at least equivalent to cultivators above the Fourth Layer of Qi Refinement.

Martial artists like Mei Yue, who had achieved the perfection of Internal Qi, were even more remarkable, equivalent to the perfection of Qi Refinement.

Such individuals were no small roles for cultivators.

If it was the Gang Qi, then it was even more significant.

In the martial dao, Gang Qi corresponded to the Soul Transforming stage among cultivators.

In some small sects, this was a level of power only elders possessed.

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The woman's interest was piqued.

If that was the case, then this child could indeed be considered a promising individual worth paying attention to.

If Long Chun Hall had a Gang Qi expert in the future, their influence would probably become even more substantial.

Ahead, the sound of wailing continued to echo, resonating in all directions.

However, whether it was the woman or Mei Yue and the others, they were chatting and laughing as usual, unaffected by what was happening.

Only Chen An, at this moment, silently closed his eyes, seeming to be somewhat reluctant.

The others around did not pay much attention, just chatting and laughing amongst themselves.

But suddenly, at a certain moment, Chen An heard a familiar voice.

He immediately opened his eyes and looked towards the front.

Among the group of children who looked nothing like humans, he spotted a familiar figure.

It was He Er, his former good friend and the person who had called him to collect porridge back then.

Long Chun Hall's residence was large, and for convenience, when Chen An and He Er joined Long Chun Hall, they were assigned to different places.

Chen An was not sure what had happened to He Er in the end.

Unexpectedly, he had ended up here like the others.

This was his negligence.

In front, He Er seemed to have also recognized Chen An.

His voice sounded hoarse, filled with pain as if he had to exert all his strength for each word he spoke.

"Iron Pillar, save me!"

The muffled voice came from the front.

Chen An silently watched this scene, unsure of what to do.

Apart from Chen An, no one knew who the Iron Pillar that He Er called for was.

The people present assumed that they were just witnessing a digestion process, quietly enjoying the struggle before death.

"Master."

Without much hesitation, Chen An turned around and looked at Mei Yue in front of him, "Can you spare one of them?"

"Oh?"

Mei Yue turned around with some confusion.

"In there, there is one person who was a good friend of my disciple when he begged in the past."

Chen An continued.

Mei Yue instantly understood his intention.

He did not refuse and directly turned to Mei Changliu beside him, "Changliu, you go and arrange it."

"Alright."

Mei Changliu nodded without refusal.

For them, this was just a trivial matter.

Chen An's current status was different; he was Mei Yue's disciple and a seed of Gang Qi, and thus highly valued.

In comparison to Chen An's potential and status, sparing one person was a minor issue.

Mei Changliu quickly took action.

Not long after, He Er was brought out by someone and moved outside.

Someone went to check on him, then showed a regretful expression, "The medicine has penetrated his bones. Most likely, he won't make it."

"It's a bit too late."

Mei Changliu said, "When he was brought here, the medicine had already penetrated his bones. Even if we save him now, he might only have a few days left."

"In my opinion, An Di, you better give him a peaceful death, then give him a decent burial afterward."

Mei Changliu suggested.

In his view, He Er was as good as dead.

Many Dan medicines he had consumed had already taken effect in his body, the mixed Qi in his body would eventually take his life.

This life would not be saved.

Instead of letting him continue to suffer, Mei Changliu thought it would be better to give him a peaceful death.

Watching this scene, the woman on the side also looked interested.

Swallowing Dan medicines, having Qi entering the body, this situation was basically hopeless for martial artists.

But for her, she had a way to solve it.

If it were ordinary people, she wouldn't bother.

But since the child in front of her had potential, she didn't mind giving face.

Just as the woman was about to speak, Chen An suddenly moved.

In front of Mei Yue and the others, he took a step forward, then gently placed one hand on He Er's chest.

This sudden scene stunned everyone.

Before they could react, an unexpected sight appeared.

Qi was flowing all around.

With Chen An's movement, He Er's constant wailing suddenly weakened.

Under the gaze of the onlookers, the chaotic Qi in his body began to shrink, being absorbed by a new force.

This was the Qi accumulated in He Er's body from swallowing Dan medicines and absorbing miasma.

This kind of Qi was extremely chaotic and harmful if it remained in the body for a long time.

And it was because of this residual Qi that He Er had turned into his current state.

But as this Qi was absorbed, He Er's body naturally returned to normal.

To the astonishment and confusion of everyone present, He Er's bloated body quickly changed, shrinking rapidly like it was dehydrating until it looked like a normal child again, restoring his usual physique.

This scene shocked and puzzled everyone.

What just happened?

How did he do that?

Everyone looked at Chen An, then they saw his current condition.

At this moment, Chen An's appearance wasn't as good as before.

His complexion looked somewhat pale, his skin seemed devoid of any color, and his overall aura had become much weaker, with some strange patterns appearing on his skin.

Although he showed some characteristics similar to those who had taken medicines, it wasn't as severe.

At least his body didn't swell up, but his aura had become somewhat chaotic.

"An Er?"

Seeing Chen An's appearance, Mei Yue was surprised and uncertain, subconsciously wanting to go forward and check on him.

Although he was the hall master, the scene before him was something he had never seen before, and he didn't understand what had happened.

"Chief Mei."

The woman on the side reacted and shook her head at this moment, speaking, "You better not touch him now."

Her face showed some complexity, "Rest assured, your disciple is fine."

"This time, it seems you have come across a treasure."

"Are you saying..."

Mei Yue interrupted, listening to the woman's words and immediately guessed something.

"Yes."

The woman nodded and then walked up to Chen An, placing one hand on his shoulder.

In just a short moment, the rampant Qi within Chen An's body disappeared, directly absorbed by the woman.

Chen An's complexion quickly returned to normal, no longer looking as bad as before.

Compared to before, his only change at this moment was that his complexion was still somewhat pale, and he had a little sweat on his back.

But other than that, he was fine.

Earlier, he had used a method to alleviate the trouble in He Er's body by absorbing the chaotic Qi into his own body.

The aftermath was that the chaotic Qi went rampant in his body, making his condition somewhat worse.

Initially, this kind of condition would take some time to ease, but since someone was now helping, the situation would be different.

"Are you called Chen An?"

At this moment, the woman suddenly spoke.

Chen An nodded, "Yes."

"Do you know who your parents are?"

The woman continued, "Also, the method you used to extract the Qi from that person's body just now, where did it come from?"

One could see a master's hand from their actions.

The woman herself was a cultivator and naturally understood some methods.

While it seemed easy to solve the rampant Qi within the body, extracting the Qi from someone's body as Chen An did required specific techniques and knowledge of Qi manipulation.

And these were something that ordinary people couldn't achieve.

"It was passed down from my parents."

Under the gaze of the crowd, Chen An's expression seemed hesitant, but he slowly spoke out the prepared script he had in mind.

According to his background, his family was just a normal scholarly family, and everything at home seemed perfectly ordinary.

As for the technique he used, it was inherited from his ancestors, and he had been practicing it since childhood, treating it as a unique martial art.

Never did he expect it to work this wonders today.

Listening to this explanation, not only the woman but also Mei Yue understood what was going on.

Apparently, he had hit the jackpot.

Chen An's background was anything but simple.

Most likely, his ancestors were cultivators.

In other words, Chen An was a legitimate descendant of cultivators, and that was why similar inheritance practices were present within the family.

The probability of descendants of cultivators having talents was often higher than that of ordinary people, but it wasn't a guarantee and would decrease gradually with each generation until they eventually became regular mortals.

Thinking in this way, most likely, Chen An's ancestors were beings who had gradually become ordinary mortals over generations until the recent calamity that led to his family's collapse, leaving Chen An as the only survivor.

This explanation seemed quite logical, didn't it?

Mei Yue and the others immediately believed it.

One reason was that Chen An was still a child, and they didn't think such a young child would dare to lie in front of them, and the explanation he gave was so reasonable.

Another reason was that the facts were right there.

Excluding his background, the way Chen An carried himself, his every move, and his temperament and demeanor, all of these clearly indicated he was no ordinary commoner.

Most likely, he came from a prestigious family.

If he was truly a descendant of cultivators, then everything made perfect sense.

(End of Chapter).