Transmigration with QQ Farm

Chapter 70 part 4

Lots of Drama; Beautiful Scholar

"Did some very powerful individual arrive?"

"Who could be so brutal and did this to them? How dare them do that to someone from School of Divine Condor!"

"......."

Nobody from the Ning's said anything. Other than the low weeping from the women in the house, the only noise one could hear was the conversation of the students. Everybody was curious who injured Nine Xunzong and the lot.

The three elders stayed with old man Ning, comforting him wordlessly. They hope he could make it through this hump.

After a long while, the bedroom door finally opened, an old man carrying a medical box walked out. He was, indeed, the doctor hired by the Ning's.

"Dr. Wen, what's the prognosis for Zong'er?" The old madam couldn't care about wiping away her tears but quickly grabbed the doctor walking out from the room and eager asked.

"Madam, slow down, slow down!" Dr. Wen tried to comfort the old madam, who looked like she was about to pass out any time, but he had no choice but to tell her the truth, "Master, Madam, the young master, along with the other two gentlemen have the same status. Their injuries were all on their legs. Other than the minor cuts, there were two more serious issues: one was their knees being crushed and the other being that the tendons in their legs had been severed. I'm afraid they'd never be able to stand again."

"NO!" wailed the madam. "My Zong'er! My grandchild!"

She pounded her chest a few times and, all of a sudden, her body went limb and she started to fall backward. The startled maids, young and old, all rushed over to stop her from falling.

"Madam!"

"Madam! Are you okay?"

"Madam! Madam! Doctor, please come over to check on the madam!"

All of a sudden, the young and old maids were raising a ruckus.

Old man Ning felt as though he was struck by a lightning and he couldn't even comprehend what was going on. Looking at his wife wailing then losing consciousness, he had no reaction to all these at all.

There was only one thought in his mind - his grandson was crippled. He wouldn't be able to stand again.

"Ning lao di, Ning lao di!!"

Old man Lin saw that his good friend was in shock and felt awful, he couldn't help but to comfort him, "Ning lao di, take it easy. We will figure something out. Remember we've heard of medicines (dan) that could heal severed tendons? We just have to find these pills for Xunzong!"

Old man Quan joined in in consoling old man Ning, "Ning lao di, as long as Xunzong is okay, we can find a way to treat his injuries."

"Exactly, people had taken these medicines before and all their severed tendons recovered. Just calm down for now, Ning lao di."

After the words from his good friends, old man Ning finally recovered from his shock. Suddenly, he seemed to have aged a few years. His previously straightened back hunched a little.

"Ning lao, what exactly happened?"

Finally, words had reached Mu Qingtong, who had been recovering from his injuries in the guest quarter. Seeing his arrival, old man Du said to the rest of them, "Let's find a place to sit down and talk."

The Ning's resident finally returned to its usual quietness after two hours.

Several people sitting in the Ning's living room. None of them looking too happy. Especially old man Ning, looking all the more dejected. His precious grandchild would never be able to stand again, how could he not?

Similarly, Mu Qingtong looked scarily gloomy. After resting for the last few days, he has been recovering well. He didn't expect that his three students would be turned into crippled today. What could he possibly say to the management of the school as their instructor?

"Elders, you must know what happened, right?" Mu Qingtong stared at them intensely. He knew that he had saved the three and brought them back. They must know what happened.

As truth would have it, they really had no idea what happened. Old man Lin frowned deeply and said unhappily, "Instructor Mu, we don't know!"

"How is that possible? You..."

"We saved them and brought them back from the middle of the road; we didn't see who injured them!" Old man Quan's face darkened. He was displeased that Mu Qingtong, being merely a martial spiritualist, dare to question them.

Old man Ning said heavily, "My three brothers, I trust your words!"

"Ning lao di, we really have no reasons to lie!" Old man Du sighed, and recounted the story of how they had ran into Cheng Xiao Xiao on their way to Willow.

Mu Qingtong was surprised by the fact that they went to Willow, his dark face darkened even more and blurted out, "How could you have gone to Willow?!"

"Watch yourself!"

A strong chi exuded from old man Lin and pressed toward Mu Qingtong. He shouted angrily, "Mu Qingtong, don't think so highly of yourself just because you are an instructor at School of Divine Condor. Who do you think you are? You think you get to tell me what I can or cannot do? That is ridiculous!"

"....."

Chi that could cover the sky and earth steamrolled toward Mu Qingtong making it difficult for him to even breath. He finally understood the difference between a martial spiritualist and a martial king. He was no match to old man Lin.

Luckily that was only old man Lin along, if the three of them would have done that to him at the same time, he would have been in much worse shape.

SPLAT!

Mu Qingtong couldn't control the roiling blood and spit out a mouthful of blood. He was wounded by old man Lin's chi alone.

"Hrm...." Seeing that he had already given him a lesson, old man Lin finally started to put a stop to his chi. His haughty attitude made it clear that Mu Qingtong was nothing in his eyes.

If he wasn't part of School of Divine Condor, he would have already been thrown out the door by these old men.

The other three men acted as though they have seen nothing of what had just happened. Slowly, Mu Qingtong lowered his proud head.

Old man Quan took out a water bottle and said, "This is the water gifted to us by Cheng Xiao Xiao of the Cheng's. We've all drank it, the mystical property of these water is 70%. Not the same as water directly from a mystical vein, but for a mystical spring, this quality is already among the top."

Old man Ning picked up a cup and filled it with mystical spring water. Immediately one could feel mystical air hitting their face and experience a pleasant feeling.

Downing the entire cup of mystical spring water, his sense of tiredness was mostly alleviated. Old man Ning couldn't help but to sigh, "This is, indeed, good stuff. No wonder they can raise all sorts of mystical animals. Even vicious beasts would turn into mystical beasts over time if they continue to feed them these water.

Old man Lin repeated Cheng Xiao Xiao's asks.

"What? The Cheng's won't be selling until three months from now?" Mu Qingtong couldn't help but blurted out again.

All the old men ignored him, even Mu Qingtong understood that with their statuses, these old men wouldn't lie.

Clearly, they wouldn't be able to enter Willow for three more months. This made the instructor who had rushed over way too early felt unreconciled.

"It doesn't matter to us. Will you three wait here as well?" It'd seem that old man Ning could accept any kind of news at this point. He wasn't surprised.

Old man Du frowned and said, "Let me first send a message to the sect and find out their opinion on this. My thought is that since we couldn't purchase mystical animals, we can just buy lots of mystical spring water. There will be enough mystical spring water for all of us to share!"