Enjoy a sense of relief and pride
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“I am the Taoist Immortal of Taiji. From this day forth, you shall be my successor, inheriting the Taiji Scriptures and the Life-and-Death Jade. You will heal the world and yourself…” Ye Fei felt as though he were drifting in a boundless void, overwhelmed by a torrent of information that filled his mind as the sound of inheritance echoed.
Martial arts, medical techniques, profound acupuncture methods, and cultivation formulas continuously surged… When a piece of Life-and-Death Jade flowed into his palm, Ye Fei could not contain a scream: “Ah—” He awoke to find himself in a hospital, his body battered and bruised.
He recalled being violently attacked and then thrown out of a bar.
The pain in his head confirmed this.
Yet he was alarmed to find that the dream was still vivid: “Could it be that the dream was real?
That’s simply absurd.”
Ye Fei muttered to himself, but upon closing his eyes, he was stunned.
In his mind, there was indeed a copy of the Taiji Scriptures.
“Could this dream be too real?”
Ye Fei remained skeptical but then opened the Taiji Scriptures and began practicing according to its methods.
If he could not achieve results, the Life-and-Death Jade and Taiji Scriptures would be nothing but a joke.
But the reality left Ye Fei dumbfounded once again.
In less than half an hour, he felt a small surge of warmth in his dantian.
Soon, the warmth flowed through his limbs and body.
The sensation was extraordinarily pleasant.
At the same time, a Taiji symbol appeared faintly on his left palm… the Life-and-Death Jade.
White represented life, black represented death.
Each side had seven rays of light, faint yet distinct.
Ye Fei thought he had accidentally touched the pattern and rubbed his wrist on his thigh, but the Taiji symbol remained.
Moreover, it began to rotate.
The next moment, a piece of information suddenly appeared in Ye Fei’s mind: Status: Thirteen bruises, third-degree damage to the internal organs, mild concussion.
Cause: Violent group assault.
Repair or destroy?
Ye Fei was stunned. What was this?
Instinctively, he issued a repair command, and the Life-and-Death Jade began to spin. Then a white light entered Ye Fei’s body.
“Smack—” His body underwent an unusual change.
His blood vessels heated uncontrollably, making his entire body feel scalding. Ye Fei felt every cell in his body racing, as if in a mad frenzy.
His bones also crackled.
Before long, Ye Fei’s body shook violently, and all pain vanished. The bruises on his arms and face healed.
At the same time, the white light on the Taiji symbol dimmed slightly.
“This is truly miraculous.”
Ye Fei was thrilled. While others restored ancient artifacts and paintings, his Life-and-Death Jade could heal physical ailments.
It seemed everything in the dream was real.
This was indeed a divine blessing.
Ye Fei quickly climbed out of bed and hurried to the ward.
He pushed open his mother Shen Biqin’s room door.
Seeing his emaciated, eyes closed mother, Ye Fei rushed over and placed his left hand on her stomach.
Status: Anemia, myocardial strain, gallstones, gastric tumor metastasis… Cause: Years of hard work, improper diet, and exposure to cold and wind.
Repair or destroy?
Ye Fei blurted out, “Repair!”
The Life-and-Death Jade moved again, and five rays of white light entered Shen Biqin’s body.
Inside her body, a battlefield erupted, with countless cells boiling and flowing as if a great army were clashing.
“Boom—” Soon, Shen Biqin’s head twitched.
Ye Fei instinctively shouted, “Mom—” Shen Biqin slowly opened her eyes, her pale face gaining a hint of color: “Ye Fei, I’m hungry…” Ye Fei wept with joy.
He withdrew his left hand and noticed that only one ray of white light remained on the Life-and-Death Jade.
Clearly, the more severe the illness or injury, the more light was consumed.
Ye Fei did not think about how to restore the white light; he only wanted to care for his mother.
Fifteen minutes later, Ye Fei brought a bowl of plain porridge, carefully feeding it to his mother.
It was the first time Shen Biqin had an appetite in six months.
After she finished, Ye Fei called the female doctor over.
After a thorough examination, the doctor was astonished: “How is this possible?”
Shen Biqin was healed.
Knowing that she was not seriously ill, Shen Biqin insisted on being discharged.
Aside from the hospital expenses, she had grown tired of being in the hospital for a year and wished to return home to experience life.
Ye Fei could not dissuade her and had to proceed with the discharge procedures.
When handling the paperwork, Ye Fei thought his account was nearly depleted, but unexpectedly, 95,000 yuan was refunded.
He inquired and learned that someone had deposited 100,000 yuan into the hospital account the previous day.
Ye Fei checked and found that the donor was Tang Ruoxue.
His heart warmed; Tang Ruoxue still cared for him.
Ye Fei kept 5,000 yuan for his mother’s use and returned the remaining money to Tang Ruoxue. He then packed up and left the hospital.
Just as Ye Fei was helping the elderly woman out the door, three luxurious cars sped past them.
Fast and fierce.
The wheels nearly crushed Shen Biqin’s toes.
Ye Fei shouted angrily, “Who’s driving?
In a hurry to reincarnate?”
Shen Biqin gently advised, “Ye Fei, let it go, let it go.”
The luxury cars reversed and stopped. A young man with earrings emerged, cursing, “How dare you insult Young Master Huang? Are you seeking death?”
Then Huang Dongqiang and Yuan Jing’s group appeared.
“Oh, it’s Ye Fei?
Kid, pretty tough, huh?
Already out so soon?”
Seeing Ye Fei, Huang Dongqiang immediately approached with a mocking smile: “Iron-skinned and bone-hard, huh?”
“Your mother out of the hospital too?”
“Can’t borrow money, planning to go home and wait to die?”
“Want me to sponsor a Nanmu coffin for you?”
His group of companions laughed heartily, with disdain and mockery in their eyes.
Yuan Jing remained aloof, with a touch of contempt when she saw Ye Fei.
Yuan Jing had lost interest in humiliating Ye Fei after his subservience and pleading for money the previous day.
Ye Fei’s voice turned cold: “Huang Dongqiang, cursing my mother, seeking death?”
“Seeking death?
What are you even worth?”
Huang Dongqiang stomped his feet arrogantly: “Who gave you the courage to challenge me?”
The young man with earrings sarcastically chimed in: “Wasn’t getting beaten yesterday enough?”
A few beautiful female companions covered their mouths and chuckled.
“Kneel, kowtow, and apologize.”
Huang Dongqiang pointed at Ye Fei: “I’ll pretend this never happened, otherwise, I’ll send you and your mother to the morgue.”
Ye Fei’s eyes grew cold: “Don’t push your luck.”
Huang Dongqiang sneered: “What if I do?
Displeased?”
A few henchmen drew their clubs, surrounding Ye Fei with menacing expressions.
Yuan Jing’s voice was indifferent: “Ye Fei, stop being stubborn. Kneel and apologize quickly. Dongqiang is not someone you can provoke.”
“Young man, young man, everything can be negotiated!”
At this moment, Shen Biqin clung tightly to the enraged Ye Fei, blocking him and smiling at Huang Dongqiang: “Young Master Huang, I used to work as a housekeeper at your home and know your mother. Please show me some leniency and do not hold this against Ye Fei.”
“He’s young and impetuous. You’re a magnanimous person, let him off this time.”
Shen Biqin smiled ingratiatingly.
“Show you some leniency?”
Huang Dongqiang sneered and spat on Shen Biqin: “Who do you think you are?
Why should I show you any leniency?”
“An old hag daring to ask for leniency, do you even deserve it?”
Such rude and disrespectful behavior was an insult to anyone, but Shen Biqin did not dare to retaliate, merely accepting it.
Being humiliated, ridiculed, and bullied without provoking trouble was not due to magnanimity but the sorrow of a small person with no choice.
“Treating my mother this way, are you seeking death?”
Ye Fei clenched his fists, his face full of rage, ready to charge, but was firmly held back by his mother.
Seeing Ye Fei’s stubbornness, Yuan Jing was furious: “Ye Fei, still being stubborn?
Dongqiang is not someone you and your mother can offend.”
“Quickly kneel, it’s not like you haven’t knelt before. Let’s not pretend, everyone knows.”
She tried to mediate, partly to diminish Ye Fei’s sense of achievement and partly to show her own magnanimity in front of others.
Unexpectedly, Ye Fei showed no gratitude: “Rest assured, I will never kneel again.”
Yuan Jing’s patience wore thin: “If you don’t listen to my advice, I won’t care about you.”
“Without my face, you might not even be able to keep your life.”
She raised her chin arrogantly.
Ye Fei shouted without hesitation: “Scram!”
Y
uan Jing frowned, taken aback by his audacity.
“I’m telling you to scram!”
Ye Fei’s rage was uncontainable.
Seeing Ye Fei’s attitude, Huang Dongqiang sneered and waved his hand: “Beat him up.
Teach him a lesson!”
Several young men and women surrounded Ye Fei, aiming to give him a good thrashing.
But at this moment, Huang Dongqiang’s phone rang.
He took out his phone and answered: “Hello?”
“Who?”
“Where?”
“Okay, okay, I’ll be right there!”
Huang Dongqiang suddenly had an urgent expression: “Everyone, stop!”
He quickly ran to the side.
Ye Fei and Shen Biqin were confused.
At this time, a loud noise echoed from the direction Huang Dongqiang had gone. A violent confrontation had begun.
“What’s happening?”
Shen Biqin asked anxiously.
Ye Fei shook his head, “I don’t know.”
He turned to see Yuan Jing and the others, who appeared troubled.
Among them, the woman with earrings was whispering anxiously to Yuan Jing: “It’s Young Master Huang’s father calling. He has something important for him to handle.
They’re afraid they’ll miss something and are urging him to go immediately. Looks like it’s a matter of life and death!”
Huang Dongqiang, after receiving a call, hurriedly left with his group.
After they had all left, Yuan Jing muttered angrily, “Damn it!
This kind of person is nothing but a troublemaker.”
Then she turned to Ye Fei with an expression of disgust, “You’re lucky today.
If Young Master Huang was here, you’d be dead!”
As she spoke, she got into a luxury car with her group and left.
Ye Fei looked at the departing car, and then glanced at Shen Biqin: “Mom, are you alright?”
“I’m fine,” Shen Biqin shook her head, still a bit shaken by the situation.
Ye Fei helped her to a taxi and then took her home.
Arriving home, Shen Biqin finally relaxed. She said with a smile: “Ye Fei, that’s quite a high-class car.
Looks like you were right, we were really lucky.”
Ye Fei was not convinced. “If I had to rely on luck, I’d rather be prepared for the worst.”
In his heart, he was more concerned about whether he could further use the Life-and-Death Jade to treat Shen Biqin and save her life.
The Day went by peacefully.
- Writer
