Little Confused Immortal: Is this your son or not? Just say it already and stop with the shock.
Tieguai Li: That’s my son! That’s definitely my son! Immortal, where is my son? Is he doing well? (followed by a row of excited emojis)
Lin Hai let out a sigh of relief when he read the message.
He really hadn’t expected to stumble upon Tieguai Li’s son like that. Back then, he’d made a promise to Tieguai Li, and now that it was done, it was one less thing weighing on his mind.
Little Confused Immortal: He’s in the mortal world now, living as a rich young master. He wants for nothing, so don’t worry.
Tieguai Li: A rich young master? Haha, then I can rest easy. Thank you so much, Immortal.
Lin Hai thought for a moment. He’d found the son, but there was still the wife to take care of.
Little Confused Immortal: What distinguishing features does your wife have? I’ll help you look for her next.
Tieguai Li: Haha, Immortal, no need to go to any trouble. My wife and son share a hundred lifetimes of mother-son fate. The mother of my son now is my wife. Since my son is a rich young master, then my wife is naturally a rich lady.
A hundred lifetimes of mother-son fate? Wow, that’s some serious karma. But at least it saved Lin Hai the extra effort.
Tieguai Li: Immortal, words cannot express my gratitude. From now on, if you ever need anything, I’ll be there without hesitation. (followed by a row of fist-and-palm salute emojis)
Ding!
Helping others: rewarded with 10,000 merit points.
Holy crap, an unexpected bonus!
But then again, Lin Hai was practically a tycoon now. He had Old Man of the South Pole’s 1,000,000 cigarette deposit sitting in his wallet, so 10,000 merit points didn’t really get him all that excited anymore.
With Tieguai Li’s matter settled, Lin Hai sat cross-legged on his bed and began cultivating according to the immortal cultivation method recorded in the Dao De Jing.
It wasn’t until the next morning that he opened his eyes, sensing another slight improvement in his cultivation level.
After finishing dinner, Lin Hai was about to head to school when his phone rang.
He picked it up and saw it was Du Chun calling.
“Master, are you free today?”
“What’s up? Something wrong?”
“My old friend’s wife has some heart issues—it’s been a chronic problem for years. Her chest pains have been getting worse these past few days, so I was wondering if you have time to come take a look.”
“Alright, I’ll meet you at the hospital.” Du Chun had been calling him “Master” for quite a while now and always showed him proper respect, so there was no harm in giving him a hand.
Lin Hai drove to the hospital, picked up Du Chun, and the two of them arrived at a villa.
“Brother Du, you’re here! Please, have a seat.” Once inside, a man in his sixties quickly ushered Du Chun to sit down, nodding politely at Lin Hai as well.
Du Chun was clearly quite familiar with the old man. He plopped down on the sofa and started pouring himself some tea.
“Brother Du, the master you mentioned—have you managed to invite him or not?” Ye Feng sat across from him, looking a little anxious.
Du Chun didn’t answer right away. Instead, he set the cup of tea he’d just poured in front of Lin Hai.
“Master, please have some tea.”
“Master?” Ye Feng was taken aback.
“Brother Ye, the master is right in front of you. My master here is the one I told you about.” Du Chun pointed at Lin Hai.
“What!” Ye Feng was completely dumbfounded.
He’d assumed that Lin Hai, being so young, was either Du Chun’s junior or maybe a graduate student he was mentoring. Never in a million years would he have thought that this young man was the master Du Chun had been talking about.
And Du Chun kept calling him “Master” so sincerely—the way he respectfully served tea to this young man really didn’t seem like an act.
“Brother Du, you’re not joking with me, are you?”
“Haha, Brother Ye, what are you saying? Would I joke about something like this?”
Ye Feng looked at Lin Hai with a skeptical expression. He simply couldn’t bring himself to believe that someone so young could be some kind of master.
“Sigh. Being young really is a disadvantage.” Lin Hai felt a little deflated inside.
“Mr. Ye, have you been feeling any discomfort anywhere lately?” Lin Hai felt he needed to prove himself.
“Discomfort? I’m perfectly healthy.” Ye Feng was puzzled by the question.
“Oh, really? Then reach out and press down on the fourth rib on your left side.” Lin Hai took a sip of his tea and said casually.
“Why there?” Ye Feng asked, looking confused, but he followed Lin Hai’s instructions anyway.
“Hmph.” A sharp, piercing pain shot through him, and Ye Feng let out a muffled grunt, wincing in pain.
He quickly let go, and the intense pain subsided just as fast.
“This…” Ye Feng’s face was filled with shock.
“Alright, let’s go upstairs and check on the patient.” Seeing Ye Feng’s reaction, Lin Hai knew the timing was right. He set his teacup down on the table and stood up.
“Ah! Brother Du, and this… sir, please!” That one move had truly stunned Ye Feng; there was no way he’d dare show even a hint of disrespect toward Lin Hai now.
“Xiao Hai?” As soon as they stepped onto the second floor, a man recognized Lin Hai.
“Hm? Brother Ye?” Lin Hai was taken aback as well. The man before him was actually Ye Ziyu.
“You two…?” Lin Hai looked back and forth between Ye Feng and Ye Ziyu.
“He’s my father.” Ye Ziyu quickly explained.
“Xiao Yu, you know this… sir?” Ye Feng was also stunned.
“Dad, Xiao Hai and I are good friends. He’s actually quite extraordinary.”
“Extraordinary?” Ye Feng knew his son well. Since Ye Ziyu said Lin Hai was remarkable, and Du Chun kept calling him “Master” with such deference, maybe this young man really could cure his ailing wife after all.
A glimmer of hope rose in Ye Feng’s heart.
“Let’s take a look at Auntie’s condition first.” With Ye Ziyu in the picture, Lin Hai was much more invested than before.
“Mr. Lin, this way.” Ye Feng quickly led the way and brought Lin Hai into the bedroom.
“Hm?” As soon as he stepped inside, Lin Hai saw a pale-faced woman lying in bed, her brows knitted tightly together, both hands clutching her chest in obvious agony.
“Sister-in-law, how are you feeling? I’ve brought my master here to treat you.” Du Chun stepped forward and spoke softly.
The woman slowly opened her eyes and gave Du Chun a faint smile.
“Brother Du, you’re too kind. But this is an old ailment of mine. I’ve been to countless hospitals and tried so many treatments over the years without any success. I’ve long since given up hope.”
“Sister-in-law, this time is different. My master is a true expert—he can even bring the dead back to life, let alone your minor condition.”
After saying that, Du Chun quickly turned around.
“Master, please take a look at Sister-in-law. She’s a wonderful person—she used to cook me all sorts of delicious food when I was younger. It’s just a shame she’s had such a hard life.”
Lin Hai gave a slight nod but said nothing.
He could tell at first glance that the old lady’s heart was almost completely failing. The chest pain was only a symptom; if things continued like this, she wouldn’t last another month.
Seeing Lin Hai stay silent, Du Chun and the father-son duo of Ye Ziyu and Ye Feng couldn’t help but grow tense.
“Master, how is Sister-in-law doing?” Du Chun asked with concern.
“Not very optimistic. To put it bluntly, she won’t live past a month.”
“What?” Lin Hai’s words hit like a thunderbolt out of the blue. Ye Feng and Ye Ziyu were completely stunned.
“Dad, bro, don’t listen to this bastard’s nonsense!” Suddenly, a man burst into the room.
