CHAPTER 565: CHAPTER 565: BECAME A SPIRIT

The Purple Light entered through the skin, transforming into long purple needles that traveled along the meridians.

"Hmm?" But Qin Yi suddenly frowned.

The uncle’s leg had been injured for a long time, with the meridians grown together, something Qin Yi had checked last time. But now, having broken through two levels of cultivation continuously, he should theoretically be able to heal the uncle’s leg. However, the purple needles formed by the Purple Energy couldn’t correct his meridians.

"Young man, what are you doing?" the uncle asked curiously.

Qin Yi gave a wry smile. He originally intended to heal the uncle’s leg but found himself powerless, realizing his cultivation wasn’t sufficient, feeling somewhat embarrassed.

"I know a little about medicine, and wanted to heal your leg, but I’m not skilled enough, sorry."

The uncle looked at him suspiciously, "You learned this medicine from a quack, able to heal by just touching? My leg would have been fine long ago if that were true. Someone might think you’re taking advantage of me! Is this how you tricked these young girls?"

Qin Yi: "..."

"Uncle, don’t worry, give me some more time. I promise to heal your leg."

The uncle laughed nonchalantly, "Never mind, it’s been like this for so many years, don’t expect too much at my age. Let’s drink instead."

Xia Yanbing was pregnant and couldn’t drink, and Qin Wan’er never touched alcohol, but the others drank a bit.

"Uncle, I forgot to ask your name?"

The uncle suddenly became bashful, softly saying, "I, I am called Li Xunhuan."

Pfft!

Qin Yi spat out the wine in his mouth.

"Li Xunhuan, the Little Li Flying Dagger?"

Uncle Li looked completely embarrassed, "My parents gave me this name, I can’t help it. But everyone calls me ’Iron Crutch Old Li,’ you can just call me Uncle Li."

"I’m He Xianhua, you can call me Aunt He," said the aunt.

Qin Yi’s mouth twitched a few times, "Here’s to you, Uncle Li and Aunt He."

Round after round of drinks and dish after dish of food.

Everyone was almost done eating and drinking.

He Xianhua looked at Xia Yanbing’s belly, "How long have you been pregnant?"

"Three to four months, twins," Xia Yanbing said with happiness, caressing her belly.

"Twins?" Old Li was surprised, raising his glass to clink with Qin Yi’s, "Well done, young man."

Qin Yi smiled proudly.

He Xianhua seriously told Xia Yanbing, "Be sure to take care of yourself, and definitely go to the hospital when giving birth."

"Hmm?" Xia Yanbing was puzzled, "Where else would I give birth if not at a hospital?"

"True, nowadays conditions are so good, not like in our time. We gave birth wherever. When I had my son, I was working in the fields; without realizing, suddenly, poof, he was born. That’s why he’s called Liu Tianwa, because he was born at the field’s edge."

Xia Yanbing and the others were stunned; was childbirth really so casual?

Old Li looked exasperated, "Could you mind your language? Saying ’poof,’ are you laying an egg?"

He Xianhua muttered, "Isn’t it just like laying an egg? Back at home, we call women who can’t give birth ’hens that can’t lay eggs.’

Lips twitched all around, He Xianhua’s life sure was fierce.

Evening was approaching, and Qin Yi suggested taking their leave.

"Young Qin, you promised to try my cooking, you must come, my shop is at..."

Qin Yi smiled and nodded, "Don’t worry, Aunt He, I will definitely come."

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...

"Honey, what are you thinking about?"

On their way back, Xia Yanbing saw Qin Yi silent and frowning slightly, asking without thinking.

Qin Yi came back to his senses, smiling, "Nothing, just thinking about some things."

Xia Yanbing didn’t ask further, smiling as she said, "Uncle Li and Aunt He really are a good match, hope they will be happy in the future."

"They will be happy soon." Qin Yi said and then froze, realizing Qin Wan’er was still in the car. He coughed awkwardly, classic case of speaking before thinking.

"If you’re making inappropriate jokes, I’ll kick you out," Lin Hongzhuang said, blushing.

Qin Yi laughed awkwardly, "I mean Uncle Li and Aunt He will definitely be happy."

"Xiaobing, while I’m not here, pay more attention to Uncle Li and Aunt He, see if there’s anything they need help with, and try to help them as much as possible."

Xia Yanbing nodded slightly, "Okay, got it, don’t worry."

Qin Yi squinted his eyes slightly, feeling something was off about Uncle Li and Aunt He, but couldn’t pinpoint exactly what?

Uncle Li was just an ordinary person, and though his leg had been injured for many years, with his current cultivation, he should have been able to heal it, yet he failed. As he tried to clear the meridians, he encountered what seemed like an impenetrable barrier. Do ordinary people’s meridians have such resilience?

Of course, he was just a bit puzzled, it might simply be overthinking. He knew some people’s meridians would turn into stone meridians after injuries, perhaps Uncle Li was like that.

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By the time they reached home, the sun was already setting, dyeing the landscape golden.

Before entering, the women took several pictures of the sunset’s beauty.

Qin Yi didn’t like sunsets, he liked the sunrise.

The sunset was beautiful yet near dusk, always imparting a sense of melancholy. The sunrise was vibrant, bringing hope.

Upon returning home, Qin Yi found Xiahou Jun and his two companions had arrived.

"How was the banquet? Was the food tasty?" Qin Yi walked over, sat down, and asked with a smile.

Mu Lingchen shrugged, tapping his palm lightly with a Bone Breaking Fan, "The banquet was good, the food was delicious, and the drinks too... just the people were a bit disgusting."

Qin Yi laughed, "Wouldn’t this be considered badmouthing the chef after being full?"

Wu Zhao expressed his disgust, "Just listening to them speak made me almost throw up, it was so nauseating. Spouting all this morality and care for the world, it’s enough. If they truly cared about the world, I, Wu Zhao, would eat this coffee table."

Qin Yi hurriedly said, "Don’t, this coffee table is quite expensive."

Wu Zhao: "..."

At this time, the women who had finished taking pictures also came in, greeted Xiahou Jun’s group, and sat down one after another.

"Yun, have you eaten?" Qin Wan’er asked. Yun Mengyao didn’t go with them to Uncle Li’s place, and Qin Wan’er was concerned she might be hungry.

"I’ve eaten, ordered takeout."

Qin Yi was surprised, "You can order takeout?"

"Do you think I’m stupid? Can’t even order takeout." Yun Mengyao rolled her eyes, then said, "Lend me some money later, I just used up my Huabei on takeout."

"You can use Huabei?" Qin Yi looked at Yun Mengyao like she was an alien. For someone from the Primordial world, or rather, the Saintess of the Feather Clan, being able to use a phone was one thing, but ordering takeout and using Huabei? That’s practically becoming human. "Wait, something’s off! How did you open Huabei without an ID card?"

Yun Mengyao said, "Yiyi opened it for me."