Starting with the divine power of the Great Vajra, he traversed the heavens.

Chapter 268 Treasure Trove in Jinling
In the days that followed.

Lie Zhenbei and Xiao Jiaohua took turns treating Ren Shaoyang's injuries.

If Lie Zhenbei's true energy was like warm lake water, washing away the blockages in his meridians and the hidden injuries he had suffered, allowing him to slowly regain his vitality.

The red sleeve's "Heavenly Wrath True Qi" restored Ren Shaoyang's vitality like spring rain.

Lie Zhenbei witnessed the wonder of "Heavenly Wrath True Qi" and felt as if he had opened his eyes to the world. He never imagined that such a demonic true qi could be transformed into supreme healing true qi.

Therefore, whenever he had time, he would go to Ren Shaoyang's place, not only to heal his injuries, but also to take the opportunity to study the "Heavenly Wrath True Qi".

After both of them made selfless sacrifices.

Ren Shaoyang circulated Qi and harmonized Yin and Yang among his meridians. In just half a month, he eliminated the shock and distracting thoughts and actually restored his damaged foundation.

Since being injured by Pang Ban, he has been unable to mobilize his true energy, much like fertile soil hardened in winter, lacking vitality and where nothing grows.

According to his own estimate, it would take at least seven or eight months, and possibly a year and a half, to fully recover. Furthermore, the fierce battle with Nian Liandan and the others had exacerbated his injuries, so it would likely take even longer for him to fully recover.

However, life is always predetermined, just as there is always an antidote within a hundred paces of a venomous snake.

Under the joint treatment of Lie Zhenbei and Hongxiu, combined with the effect of his own "Heavenly Melody" to revitalize his internal organs, Ren Shaoyang's body recovered like all things in a short period of ten months, his vitality was stimulated, and his life began to regain its vigor.

"amazing!"

Ren Shaoyang opened his eyes and looked out the window at the hazy view. He felt happy, but he didn't make a sound or disturb anyone's rest.

He gently stroked the cotton with his fingers, feeling its soft texture, and silently raised an eyebrow.

Silently regulating his breathing, the true energy throughout his body, like pearls, flowed freely through the meridians and acupoints, gradually entering his dantian. He immediately felt his heart and mind at peace, his breathing long and deep, and there was no longer any obstruction.

Ren Shaoyang lowered his eyes, his expression calm, but he was overjoyed.

He sensed his own true energy, interacting with the dragon and tiger, transforming yin and yang, drawing out lead and filling mercury, nourishing his five internal organs. The true energy came and went, gradually restoring his former vitality.

The sky outside the window gradually brightened.

"Dangdang!"

The little beggar and Ding'an rushed in, shouting as they ran.

"Crippled man, crippled man! You're awake?"

Ren Shaoyang opened his eyes and said helplessly, "Even if I wasn't awake, you guys woke me up."

"Haha, I knew it!" Hongxiu happily put the things in her hand on the table, then leaned closer to look at him.

Ren Shaoyang raised an eyebrow and slapped her round face away: "Why are you so close?"

The little beggar widened his eyes and grinned, "Let's see if you're ready yet."

Ren Shaoyang chuckled and said, "How could it be so quick? It will take some more time."

Ding An asked, "Then what should we do?" He frowned, clearly worried about Ren Shaoyang.

Hongxiu smiled and said, "It's not a bad thing that the cripple's health is slowly improving."

"Oh my!" Ding'an's expression brightened. "Really?"

Ren Shaoyang nodded and smiled, "That makes sense."

"Haha, that's great!" Ding'an patted his belly and laughed.

Ren Shaoyang looked at his empty right arm and asked curiously, "A broken arm? Is your prosthetic arm still being made?"

Upon hearing this, Ding An's eyebrows drooped, and he said dejectedly, "Sigh, it's a bit difficult to modify it into a hand cannon. I've tried several times but it still doesn't work."

Ren Shaoyang listened and laughed, saying, "Take it slow, this can't be rushed."

Ding An nodded, scratched his head, and chuckled, "My biggest problem right now is that if the firepower output is too high, the cannon explodes." He got angrier and angrier as he spoke, finally puffing out, "Damn it, if you really push me too far, I'll blow it up!"

"Hey, hey, hey!" The little beggar handed him and Ren Shaoyang a bottle of wine, trying to comfort them, "It's not that bad, it's not that bad!"

Ren Shaoyang took the drink and drank it, his mouth filled with the fragrance of osmanthus. He smiled and said, "A severed hand? Is your setting that every time you change to a new martial arts world, you have to lose a prosthetic hand?"

"what?"

Ding An froze, the osmanthus wine in his mouth lost its flavor, and he thought, "What do you mean by 'setting'? And does my prosthetic arm have to be damaged?"

"I get it!" Hongxiu laughed and pointed at Ren Shaoyang, shouting, "Crippled man, so your 'setting' means you can't catch any fish, right?"

"That's a problem with baiting, not my business!"

Ren Shaoyang's face darkened. He tried to argue, and then said some nonsensical things like "the fishing rod is no good" and "all the good fishing spots have been taken".

This made the little beggar laugh heartily.

Ding'an chuckled for a while, then his eyes lit up and he said, "I understand, the little beggar's inability to sew clothes is also part of the setting, right?" "You stinking broken hand!" The little beggar was furious and elbowed Ding'an, who ran away with his head in his hands.

After a period of laughter and merriment, the three villains drank osmanthus wine, ate osmanthus cakes, felt the summer morning breeze, and listened to the chirping of insects and birds.

The little beggar hummed a tune, took out the two sheepskins, and said, "Crippled man, you have to take a look at what this 'gold ingot' is supposed to mean. I've been studying it all night and I still can't figure it out."

Ren Shaoyang took the sheepskin and saw that the lines were indeed messy, like scribbles. He immediately frowned and remained silent for a long time.

Ding'an leaned closer and asked, "You don't understand either?"

"Oh dear, what's the rush?" Hongxiu nudged him. "If even a cripple can't figure it out, then who can?"

Ren Shaoyang suddenly smiled: "Bring me paper and pen."

Ding An quickly fetched paper and pen. Ren Shaoyang got out of bed, walked to the desk, and, referring to the incomplete map, sketched out a map on a large sheet of paper.

But then he drew a line and then turned the sheepskin around, drawing a line and turning it around again. When he finished drawing all the lines, he had turned it around eighteen times.

The little beggar and Ding'an suddenly realized that the so-called "dividing into two" did not mean splitting a map in half, but rather splitting the map and drawing it on the map in a clockwise direction.

Therefore, looking at a single fragment of the map is like being lost in a fog, unable to discern directions. Only by rotating it clockwise can all the lines be combined into one image, revealing the clues.

Ding An exclaimed in admiration, "These damned Tartars do have some clever ideas."

Hongxiu laughed and said, "Heroes exist everywhere, but their heroes are my enemies."

“The little beggar is right!” Ren Shaoyang spread out the paper and said without looking up, “Everything has multiple facets, let alone people.”

Ding An tilted his head and thought for a moment, but he couldn't come up with a solution. He could only say, "Why think so much? If your first thought is that this person deserves to be killed, then kill him!"

Ren Shaoyang suddenly looked up, clapped his hands and laughed: "Broken hand, you've entered the Dao."

"Really?" Ding An scratched his head, looking embarrassed. "You can achieve oneness with nature without even trying. Hahaha."

Ignoring Ding An's silly grin, the little beggar stared at the map with shining eyes, took the brush from Ren Shaoyang, and quickly circled the location with a few strokes.

Ren Shaoyang pointed and said, "The treasure is hidden in a private residence in Jinling City?" He frowned and shook his head. "That's not right. Why not put it in Beiping?"

"Who knows?" The little beggar grinned like a fox upon learning the location of the treasure, quickly putting away the papers and chuckled, "Perhaps even the founding emperor knew about the treasure and decided it was all in Jinling?"

Ren Shaoyang chuckled and said, "Isn't that just nonsense?"

“What’s so ridiculous about that?” Hongxiu argued, straining her neck. “The more impossible something seems, the more likely it is to be the truth!”

"Alright, whatever you say." Ren Shaoyang shook his head and laughed. "Once I recover, we'll go treasure hunting in Jinling!"

"Great!"

The little beggar and Ding'an raised their three hands and cheered together.

Suddenly, Hongxiu asked, "Crippled man, let's give this treasure hunt a code name, for the sake of ceremony!"

Ren Shaoyang nodded, stroking his chin in thought. His eyes glanced around and landed on Ding An, who looked exactly like Junior Brother Feng. Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and he clapped his hands and laughed:

"Jinling is no ordinary city; it will transform into a dragon when it encounters favorable winds and clouds! Jinling is the place where dragons rise and a treasure trove. It is a city in ruins, yet it also possesses the wealth and resources of the previous dynasty."

"This treasure was prepared by the Mongol Yuan dynasty for its resurgence. By digging for it, we can extinguish the hopes of Fang Yeyu and his remaining followers."

Ren Shaoyang clapped his hands, laughed, and said, "How about calling it 'Slaying the Evil Dragon'?"

"Great!" Red Sleeves clapped her little hands until they were almost red. "Slaying the evil dragon will fatten me up, I love it!"

Ding An chuckled and said, "I like what you're saying."

The three villains laughed and chatted for a while. Ding'an and the little beggar couldn't stay still, so they went out to cause trouble for the remnants of the nearby Demon Master Palace.

Ren Shaoyang continued to recuperate in his room. He looked up at the void and silently chanted in his heart, "Golden Finger!"

【Ding! 】

The words flowed out slowly in the void, like water.

[Mission complete: Give that old devil Pang Ban a good beating! (With a single sword strike, Pang Ban finally experienced an unprecedented sense of "emotion.")]

[Reward: The strongest user of "Heartbeat" will receive three days of hands-on training.]

Do you want to claim the reward?

"A reward?" Ren Shaoyang looked up at the sky, lost in thought, a slight smile appearing on his lips. "If getting beaten up for three days counts as a reward, then I'm willing!"

"receive!"

(End of this chapter)