My cultivation disguise has been exposed by Xiao Sizi.

Time flies, the years are like a shuttle.

In the blink of an eye, Qin Qiong's treatment at the Qin King's Mansion had reached its fourth day.

For the next three days, the backyard of the Prince of Qin's residence became the most watched place in the entire Tang Dynasty.

Although ordinary people outside the capital were unaware of the situation, the news that the Duke of Yi was receiving treatment from a celestial being at the Prince of Qin's residence had already spread within the most elite circle of the Tang Dynasty.

However, due to Li Shimin's strict gag order, no foolish aristocratic official dared to disturb them.

These three days.

Every morning without fail, Li Chen would come to the guest room to perform the second phase of treatment for Qin Qiong—Dan Yuan Bone Shaping.

Compared to the first day's aggressive approach to expelling the poison.

The bone-shaping process was exceptionally quiet, but it also put Li Chen to the ultimate test of his precise control over spiritual energy.

The emerald green wood-elemental elixir transformed into countless threads of life, like the most skillful embroidery needles, weaving back and forth through the gaps in Qin Qiong's riddled bones.

Each flow of spiritual energy produced a subtle "crackling" sound. That was the broken bones healing and growing at a visible speed.

Qin Qiong lay on the bed, eyes closed, feeling the wondrous changes within his body.

Instead of excruciating pain, there was a deep, tingling, and itchy sensation that penetrated to the bone. It felt like countless tiny ants were crawling inside his bones, indicating that his body was brimming with vitality.

During these three days, the one who was responsible for serving tea and water and wiping away sweat was the gentle eldest daughter, Wan'er.

Every day, the girl watched Li Chen's focused and sacred profile, and saw her father's complexion become rosier day by day.

Her heart, which had been as calm as still water, gradually began to stir with a ripple that even she herself found embarrassing.

Although the immortal was a bit sharp-tongued, even daring to point at the emperor and curse him.

But the gentleness and meticulousness with which he used magic to save people were like a magnet, firmly attracting the gaze of this young lady from a military family.

Every time Li Chen inadvertently made eye contact with her, Wan'er would blush and lower her head like a startled deer, her heart racing.

The morning of the fourth day.

Sunlight pierced through the thin morning mist and shone on the bluestone slabs of the Qin Prince's Mansion.

Inside the guest room.

Li Chen withdrew his hands from Qin Qiong's back and exhaled a long breath of white air.

"Alright."

Li Chen stood up, stretched his stiff neck, and said casually, "The broken bones have all been set, and the meridians are almost fully restored. Try walking around for a bit."

Upon hearing this...

Qin Huaidao and Wan'er, standing to the side, clenched their fists nervously.

On the soft couch.

Qin Qiong took a deep breath and lifted the brocade quilt covering him.

His legs, which were originally so thin they were just skin and bones, were now, though still slender, they had gained a healthy hue.

He slowly moved his feet to the edge of the bed and placed them on the footrest.

"Father, slow down, let me help you!" Qin Huaidao quickly stepped forward to help him up.

"Need not!"

Qin Qiong raised his hand to stop his son's actions.

He placed his hands on his knees, gritted his teeth, and exerted force with his legs!

"Buzz!"

The excruciating pain that used to affect the whole body was gone, as was the feeling of weakness that made me feel like I was about to fall apart.

A long-lost sense of power surged up from his waist and legs!

Under the shocked and ecstatic gazes of the Qin siblings.

This veteran, who had been bedridden for years and needed help even to turn over, actually stood up again steadily and reliably on his own strength!

"I...I've stood up!"

Qin Qiong lowered his head, looking at his feet firmly planted on the ground, his voice trembling with excitement.

He tried to take a step forward.

Two steps.

Three steps.

Although his steps were still somewhat slow, he walked with exceptional composure, like a moving mountain.

What delighted him even more was that as he walked, the wheezing sound like a broken bellows disappeared from his chest, and his breathing became as smooth as it had been twenty years ago!

"My God... Father, you're really all better!"

Qin Huaidao's eyes were filled with tears, and he was so excited that he didn't know what to do. Wan'er covered her mouth and cried tears of joy.

"This old minister thanks the immortal master for his life-saving grace!"

Qin Qiong suddenly turned around and bowed deeply to Li Chen. His straight spine once again displayed the unparalleled demeanor of the Great Tang War God.

"Don't rush to thank me. Your vital energy and blood haven't been replenished yet. You're just a healthy old man right now, far from being back to your peak."

Li Chen waved his hand, yawned, and walked outside. "I'm going to take a nap. If you feel stuffy inside, you can go for a walk in the yard and soak up some sun."

Watching Li Chen's departing figure, the awe in the hearts of Qin Qiong and his two sons was beyond words.

Four days! Just four days! And they pulled a man who had one foot in the grave back from the brink!

Who else but a god could possess such a heaven-defying and fate-altering ability?

"Huaidao, help your father go for a walk."

Qin Qiong couldn't contain his excitement; he longed for the sunshine outside.

The brother and sister, one on each side, accompanied Qin Qiong out of the guest room.

The Qin Prince's Mansion covers a vast area, including not only the main hall in the backyard where Li Chen resides, but also large side courtyards and a martial arts training ground.

The air was exceptionally fresh on this early winter morning.

Qin Qiong greedily inhaled the air mixed with the fragrance of flowers, feeling an indescribable sense of comfort throughout his body.

Before they knew it, the father and his two sons strolled along the corridor and arrived near a huge courtyard on the east side of the Prince's Mansion.

"Bang! Rumble!"

suddenly!

A tremendous, muffled thud, as if the earth were shaking, came from inside the high walls of the east courtyard!

The sound was exceptionally deep and muffled, and even the bluestone slabs beneath their feet trembled slightly, as if an ancient behemoth was raging inside.

"What was that sound?!"

Qin Huaidao was shocked and instinctively stood in front of his father, looking warily at the half-closed courtyard gate.

"Let's go take a look."

Qin Qiong's intuition as a military general was instantly triggered. He wanted to see what earth-shattering secrets were hidden in this immortal's mansion, besides the immortal magic.

The three of them tiptoed and carefully approached the gate of the east courtyard.

Qin Huaidao reached out and peered through the crack in the door.

I only glanced at it.

This scion of a military family was completely stunned, as if struck by lightning. His mouth was agape, and his eyes nearly popped out of their sockets!

"Huaidao, what's wrong? What's inside?" Qin Qiong asked in confusion, and also moved closer to the crack in the door.

When the scene in the courtyard became clear.

This experienced and knowledgeable Tang Dynasty gatekeeper, who had fought his way through mountains of corpses and seas of blood, also gasped in shock, his mind going completely blank!