Chapter 765: You and him are like fire and water, you can’t mix
After the Honored Elders treated Long Feiye’s wounds, his complexion looked markedly better. He was well enough to get some air outside, but had to maintain his “bedridden” image. There were many attendants at Nine Xuan Hall selected from Celestial Mountain’s various disciples. Many of them were brought here to be servants when they were only 10 years old. The sword sect master would give them pointers for their sword arts, but that was it. He didn’t really pass down any skills or techniques to them.
Although there were spies about, Long Feiye didn’t do any investigations. For one thing, he didn’t want to startle the snake in the grass. For another, there was no need. For a third, he could meet a plot with a plot and beat the schemers at their own game. He Yilian was an excellent example. The old fox behind the scenes had raised people who wouldn’t betray their master easily.
Long Feiye did nothing on the surface, but he had made arrangements for everything already ahead of time. His methods would always take others by surprise. Currently, he was leaning lazily on his bed with his hand over his heart, the place where he’d slipped in Han Yunxi’s letter between his robes. Afraid that he’d be bored, the sword sect master had come in to keep him company.
In truth, Long Feiye had a rather flat personality. If there was nothing to say, he could spend days without speaking a single word. The sword sect master had watched him grow up and understand his temperament, so it truth--it was he who was bored and finding Long Feiye as a distraction. There were some people who couldn’t afford to be left listless, lest it hurt their hearts in the long run.
Long Feiye was about to take out Han Yunxi’s letter until he saw the sword sect master walking inside. He shifted his hand and pretended to sleep, even when the old man had already stopped to sit by his bed. His master coughed a few times, then said, “There’s still been no news on the medicine you asked for last time. However, this old man has gotten my hands on a single pill recently…”
Before he could finish, Long Feiye’s eyes flew open. Last time, he had asked his master his plans for treating Duanmu Yao’s internal injury and mentioned Gu Beiyue. The sword sect master had mentioned a “Returning Dragon Pill,” but he still hadn’t found it yet.
“How is that other pill?” Long Feiye asked seriously.
“Heheh, weren’t you sleeping? This Gu Beiyue…” the sword sect master’s expression turned equivocal. “Good thing he’s not a girl. Seeing you so anxious for his sake would definitely make Han Yunxi short with you…”
Faced with such a question, Long Feiye couldn’t do anything besides giving the sword sect master a disdainful look. What else could there be? He looked at his master one more time, then laid back down to continue “sleeping.”
“Your wings are growing tougher and tougher!” the sword sect master chuckled. “Just then, I received a pill called Phoenix Breath. You can let that gentleman eat it first and treat himself. It should recover about 30 percent of his martial arts without problems within a short amount of time.”
Hearing this, Long Feiye’s eyes grew as bright as snow. He immediately rose to his feet and said, “Alright, I’ll write a letter right now.”
Seeing him in such a rush, the sword sect master couldn’t help but remind him, “Feiye, think it over clearly. Once that person recovers, his martial arts skills might surpass both you and I. People have different hearts, it’s hard to tell what’s going on in his mind. Moreover, this man is part of West Qin’s most loyal vassals. You and him are like fire and water; you can’t mix.”
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