This is the true immortal of the Taoist sect.

[Host is reminded that their legs have severely atrophied, and 120 merit points are insufficient for a complete recovery. Is further treatment with merit points still necessary?]

Li Daoxuan was taken aback, looking at his legs and asking:

"System, how many merit points are needed to completely heal my legs?"

Based on the degree of atrophy in the host's legs, at least 3 merit points are needed.

Li Daoxuan smiled bitterly, never expecting that even with the system cheat, he would still have to be a crippled person.

After sighing, Li Daoxuan asked again:

"If my practice of the *Taiyi Danjing* is effective, will my legs heal on their own?"

[Yes, after Foundation Establishment, you can begin Qi Refining. Qi circulates through all meridians, nourishing the body day and night, allowing the host's legs to gradually recover on their own.]

Li Daoxuan was overjoyed.

"To what level can my current 120 merit points raise my cultivation level?"

[120 merit points can shorten the host's Foundation Establishment time by 100 days. Based on the host's comprehension and aptitude, it is estimated that the Foundation Establishment can be completed in about 15 days, after which the host can begin refining internal medicine to transform Qi.]

Therefore, it seems far more worthwhile to use 120 merit points to improve one's cultivation level than to use them directly to treat one's legs.

The gloom in Li Daoxuan's heart vanished, and his eyes were filled with hope.

Just as he was about to have the system use merit points to help him establish his foundation, footsteps suddenly came from the doorway.

"Senior, are you awake?"

It was the voice of the boy in the dilapidated temple.

Li Daoxuan had no choice but to temporarily abandon his thoughts of cultivation, straighten his posture, and say to the doorway:

"You're awake. Come in."

The door was pushed open, and the boy and his senior sister walked in together.

Seeing that Li Daoxuan was unharmed, the young man's eyes clearly lit up with joy, while his senior sister looked away, appearing slightly embarrassed.

"How are you feeling, senior? Are you feeling better?"

The boy asked with concern.

Li Daoxuan smiled and nodded.

"It's nothing now. Don't call me senior anymore. I'm only 21 years old, probably only a few years older than you."

The boy chuckled sheepishly and scratched the back of his head, saying:

"I do not know your esteemed name, senior, and dare not address you casually."

Li Daoxuan replied calmly:

"My name is Li Daoxuan."

The young man immediately clasped his hands in a fist and bowed, saying:

"Junior Chen Jing greets Mr. Li."

Li Daoxuan was taken aback. Well, he's become a teacher again.

He was too lazy to argue anymore, and like Chen Jing, he cupped his hands in a respectful gesture and said:

"Nice to meet you."

Chen Jing turned to the woman beside him and said:

"This is my senior sister, He Ying. We are disciples of the Feiyun Sect. We were on our way to An'yi County when we missed the time to enter the city. We had to rest at a dilapidated temple outside the city. Unexpectedly, we were attacked by a vengeful ghost. Fortunately, Mr. Li came to our rescue. Otherwise, my brother and I would have died at the hands of that vengeful ghost."

He Ying, the woman beside Chen Jing, stepped forward, clasped her hands in a fist salute, and bowed, saying hesitantly:

"Previously, He Ying had been disrespectful to Mr. Li, yet he still spared her life despite past grievances. He Ying will never forget this kindness and virtue."

Li Daoxuan wasn't particularly interested in this woman. She was arrogant and disdainful of the powerful, and her character was impure; she wasn't worth his attention.

He waved his hand casually and said:

"It was just a coincidence, no need for formalities."

Chen Jing glanced at Li Daoxuan's expression and knew that he didn't seem to take his senior sister seriously. He sighed silently and turned to the outside, saying:

"Come in."

Just as Li Daoxuan was wondering what was going on, a boy of about fifteen or sixteen years old walked in cautiously with his head down.

Upon entering, he knelt down directly in front of Li Daoxuan without saying a word.

Li Daoxuan looked completely bewildered, pointed at the boy, and then looked at Chen Jing, saying:

"This is..."

Chen Jing smiled and replied:

"Since Mr. Li is physically disabled, I specially went to the slave trader to buy him a servant to take care of his daily life."

At this point, Chen Jing said with a hint of apology:

"The master saved our lives, and I should personally serve him. However, two of my fellow disciples died last night, and my senior sister and I must return to our sect as soon as possible. It will probably take several months for us to go back and forth."

"So he took it upon himself to buy this young man's indenture and gave it to the master."

After saying that, Chen Jing took out the boy's indenture and spread it out on the table.

Li Daoxuan found it utterly absurd upon hearing this.

In the previous life, buying and selling people was a serious crime, but here, such behavior is as commonplace as drinking tea and eating.

Suppressing his unease, Li Daoxuan looked at the young man and said gently:

"Young man, get up quickly, don't kneel."

The boy rose shakily, not daring to look at Li Daoxuan.

Li Daoxuan took a good look at him; he looked pale and malnourished.

He was wearing a clean, dark blue short-sleeved outfit, which Chen Jing must have bought for him.

He has delicate features and looks clean.

Li Daoxuan did not refuse, but silently accepted the contract of servitude.

Upon seeing this, Chen Jing secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He then took out a money pouch and placed it on the table. After exchanging a glance with He Ying, the two of them bowed and said in unison:

"Mr. Li, we need to collect the remains of our fellow disciples as soon as possible, so we won't delay any longer."

"The younger generation has already bought this courtyard house. Mr. Li, please settle in and take care of your health."

"After I return to my master's sect to report back, I will definitely come to visit you again, sir."

Li Daoxuan nodded and replied with a cupped hand:

"Thank you, both of you. Please take care on your journey."

After bidding farewell to He Ying, Chen Jing left immediately.

The courtyard fell silent, leaving only Li Daoxuan and the boy.

Li Daoxuan reached out and picked up the money bag on the table. He opened it and found a lot of copper coins, several ingots of silver, and two silver notes inside.

One silver note is worth fifty taels, and two notes are worth one hundred taels.

Li Daoxuan didn't know the prices in this world, so he couldn't judge the value of the silver.

After putting these things away, Li Daoxuan looked at the boy and asked gently:

"What's your name?"

The boy looked terrified, lowered his head, and honestly replied:

"Reporting to you, sir, I have no name or surname. My parents called me Gousheng (Dog Leftover) when they were alive."

Li Daoxuan nodded slightly and said softly:

"I have many health problems and I need your help with my daily life. I'm afraid we'll have to rely on each other for a long time to come."

"It's inconvenient not having a name. If you'd like, I can help you choose one! How about it?"

The boy was taken aback at first, then suddenly looked up, his eyes filled with surprise as he stared at Li Daoxuan.

With a hint of surprise in his eyes, he said:

"It is a blessing I have accumulated in my past life that you have bestowed this name upon me, sir."

He immediately knelt down and kowtowed after saying that.

Li Daoxuan quickly waved his hand and said:

"Don't kneel down all the time, it looks awkward."

But the boy still kowtowed three times before getting up.

Li Daoxuan smiled helplessly and said nothing more.

"From now on, your name will be Qingfeng. Are you satisfied with this name?"

The boy nodded repeatedly and said:

"Satisfied, satisfied. I'm satisfied with anything the master gives me."

Li Daoxuan laughed and said:

"That's good. Don't call me 'Master' anymore. I'm not a rich landowner. Just call me Mr. Li, like Chen Jing does."

The young man, Qingfeng, respectfully bowed and said:

"Yes, sir."

Li Daoxuan nodded in satisfaction, glanced at the dirt and tattered clothes on his body, and asked Qingfeng:

"Is there hot water? I'd like to take a shower."

Qingfeng bowed and replied:

"Those two gentlemen already instructed me to make preparations. Please wait a moment, sir."

After saying that, Qingfeng turned and ran out.

When he returned, he was pushing a wooden wheelchair.