Chapter 065: Treating Li Dan

"Hehehe!"
Zhao Feng chuckled softly, wearing an innocent expression.
He spoke, "Say, when you go to treat Young Master Xiang’s grandfather, could you bring me along?"
Qiu He’s eyes lit up. "Of course! Absolutely!"
"Hehehe! That’s wonderful!"
Qiu He frowned, appearing troubled.
"What’s wrong?" Zhao Feng asked.
Qiu He replied, "But the consultation won’t be until a week from now! In a week, experts from various cities will gather at Young Master Xiang's home for a diagnosis."
Zhao Feng feigned surprise, but in truth, thanks to the Patchwork Art he had used, he already knew the exact time.
Zhao Feng smiled. "No problem, I can wait! I won’t return to the mountains for another month."
"Great, great!" Qiu He was so excited he could barely contain himself. "Let’s exchange phone numbers!"
"Alright!"
The two exchanged numbers, and Zhao Feng left with Li Ping.

Seated in the back of the car, Zhao Feng gazed at the scenery outside the window. "Xiang Tao, at last we’re about to meet. You’ve been hiding all this time, making me wait so long!"
After returning home, Zhao Feng went straight to his room.
A faint smile played on his lips. "Now that I’ve become an immortal cultivator, I can craft even better elixirs."
"It won’t be like last time, just mixing things together carelessly."
Zhao Feng closed his eyes, using his mind to sense the medicine cauldron. In a flash, the emerald green cauldron hovered in his hand.
He smiled. "Let’s see what wonders this cauldron holds."
Zhao Feng flicked his fingers.
A low humming sound resonated.
The small green cauldron expanded rapidly in the wind.
With a rush, it released green vapors, and in an instant, it grew to a丈 tall.
Zhao Feng sat cross-legged, assuming a peculiar posture reminiscent of the celestial dancers of Dunhuang.
He extended his right hand, slowly placing it on the cauldron.
A resonant hum echoed.
He channeled his spiritual energy from his dantian with intense focus. With a burst, a fierce flame ignited within the cauldron.
Turning his palm, three types of medicinal ingredients appeared.
Without even looking, he tossed them all into the cauldron.
The flames blazed, and in the blink of an eye, the three ingredients transformed into three droplets of liquid.
Each drop was a different color: red, white, and yellow.
Zhao Feng reached out and took the three drops, then picked up a bottle of mineral water and placed them inside.
As the three drops fell into the bottle, they instantly fused together.
They became a single, dazzling, multicolored drop.
With a smile, Zhao Feng beckoned, and the cauldron shrank to the size of a fingernail. Finally, it became a streak of light and entered his abdomen.

Zhao Feng stretched lazily. "Using the medicine cauldron makes elixir refining so much more efficient!"
"Sigh."
"In the days at the Pill Extreme Sect, those scenes of a thousand people working together at the cauldron are nothing but cherished memories now."
Shaking off nostalgia, Zhao Feng stood up and walked out of the room.

As Zhao Feng stepped out, Xianglan and Nannan were playing in the living room downstairs.
Nannan spotted Zhao Feng and ran over, hugging his leg tightly.
She lifted her innocent little face. "Brother Zhao Feng, why does that sister always wear a mask? Doesn’t she eat?"
Zhao Feng knew she was talking about Li Dan.
He chuckled. "It’s because she’s so beautiful, she’s afraid everyone will be enchanted by her!"
Nannan blinked. "Really?"
"Really."
Suddenly, Zhao Feng sensed someone behind him. Turning, he saw Li Dan standing at the stairway.
He smiled. "Li Dan, I was just about to look for you."
Li Dan’s voice was gentle. "Come in with me."
"Alright."
The two entered Li Dan’s room.
Li Dan smiled. "You’re quite good at making children happy."
Zhao Feng shook his head. "No, I was telling the truth."
"Hmm?" Li Dan was surprised.
Zhao Feng smiled. "Of all the people I’ve met, your energy is the purest."
"Energy? What energy?"
"Nothing," Zhao Feng shook his head.
Li Dan didn’t press further.
What Zhao Feng didn’t say was that he had only seen this purity once before, in his senior sister.
Li Dan sat at the edge of the bed, and asked softly, "Can you really heal my face?"
Zhao Feng nodded. "If I can’t, then no one in the world can."
"Alright."
Zhao Feng approached Li Dan. "Take off your mask."
"I..."
Li Dan hesitated. "Are you sure you can heal me?"
Zhao Feng said nothing, but nodded firmly, as if making a solemn promise.
"Very well."
Li Dan no longer hesitated. She slowly removed her cap and mask.
Instantly, a face full of wrinkles and folds, swollen like a blister, appeared before Zhao Feng.
Yet Zhao Feng’s expression didn’t change—no surprise, no fear, no aversion.
Li Dan noticed his calm demeanor and felt a wave of relief.
Suddenly, Li Dan said, "Let me ask you something."

Zhao Feng nodded. "Go ahead."
Li Dan exhaled deeply. "If—just if—I looked like this, would you marry me?"
Zhao Feng smiled. "I won’t lie to you; it has nothing to do with your appearance. There’s already someone very important in my heart."
Li Dan frowned. "Are you making excuses to reject me?"
"No, no," Zhao Feng shook his head. "There really is someone precious in my heart."
"Who is she?"
"She…"
"She may be gone already…"
As he spoke, Zhao Feng’s face showed a hint of sorrow.
"Sorry, I shouldn’t have asked," Li Dan said.
Zhao Feng waved his hand. "Let’s begin."
"Alright. What do you need me to do?"
"Just lie down."
"Okay."
Li Dan lay down slowly, taking a deep breath.
In that moment, she was nervous, her heart full of uncertainty. She didn’t know if her face could ever be restored.
Zhao Feng moved to her side and took out the mineral water bottle.
Li Dan glanced at it, puzzled. "You’re using what’s inside this?"
Zhao Feng smiled. "Don’t underestimate it. You’ll understand soon enough."
Li Dan suddenly felt Zhao Feng seemed a bit unreliable—he was actually using a water bottle.
But since she was already here, she might as well try it.
"Close your eyes," Zhao Feng said.
"Alright."
Li Dan gently closed her eyes.
Zhao Feng opened the bottle and poured out a single drop.
The shimmering, multicolored liquid slowly dripped onto Li Dan’s forehead.
"How does it feel?"
"It feels cool."
"Good. Next, I’ll use spiritual energy to massage you," Zhao Feng said.
"Massage?" Li Dan was a little resistant.
Zhao Feng laughed. "You’ll know soon enough!"