“ qǐng wèn ， gé xià kě shì lín gōng zi ？
“请问，阁下可是林公子？
"Is it Master Lin? Could you be?"
nà lǎo zhě liǎn sè zhàng hóng ， míng xiǎn chǔ yú xīng fèn yǔ jī dòng zhī zhōng ， xī lín xuān zé gǎn jué yǒu xiē qí guài le ， zuò wèi yuán yīng qī xiū xiān zhě ， tā zì yǒu zhe guò mù bù wàng de shén tōng ， kě piān piān cǐ lǎo zài jì yì zhōng què méi yǒu bàn fēn cún liú ……
那老者脸色涨红，明显处于兴奋与激动之中，西林轩则感觉有些奇怪了，做为元婴期修仙者，他自有着过目不忘的神通，可偏偏此老在记忆中却没有半分存留……
The elderly man's face flushed, clearly in a state of excitement. Lin Xuan felt somewhat puzzled. As an Inner Alchemy Stage cultivator, he had the ability to remember things vividly, but this old man seemed to have no trace of such memories...
dāng rán ， qū qū fán rén ér yǐ ， lín xuān yě méi shén me hǎo jì dàn dì ：
当然，区区凡人而已，林轩也没什么好忌惮地：
Of course, as just a mere mortal, Lin Xuan didn't need to be overly cautious:
“ zài xià què shí xìng lín ， bù zhī lǎo zhàng shì ……”
“在下确实姓林，不知老丈是……”
"I indeed bear the surname Lin. May I ask who you are?"
“ guǒ rán shì lín gōng zi ， tài hǎo le ， zhè me duō nián ， xiǎo lǎo ér yì zhí xiǎng yào gǎn xiè nín de jiù mìng dà ēn 。” shuō dào zhè lǐ ， nà lǎo zhě hào hào wēi wēi de tuī kāi fú zhe tā de sūn nǚ ， pū tōng yī shēng chōng lín xuān guì le xià qù ， kē qǐ le tóu lái 。
“果然是林公子，太好了，这么多年，小老儿一直想要感谢您的救命大恩。”说到这里，那老者颢颢巍巍的推开扶着他的孙女，扑通一声冲林轩跪了下去，磕起了头来。
"Indeed, Master Lin! How wonderful, after all these years, I've been wanting to thank you for saving my life," said the old man, pushing away his granddaughter and bowing down before Lin Xuan.
“ yuán wài 。
“员外。
"Patron."
qí tā rén zé mù dèng kǒu dāi ， jīng hū lián lián ， jiù lián chá pù zhōng qí tā de kè rén ， yě tóng yàng bèi xī yǐn le shì xiàn ， bì jìng yī míng yī shì huá guì de lǎo zhě ， chōng yī èr shí yú suì de qīng nián kē tóu ， zhè chǎng miàn zěn me kàn ， dōu xiǎn de tài guǐ yì le diǎn 。
其他人则目瞪口呆，惊呼连连，就连茶铺中其他的客人，也同样被吸引了视线，毕竟一名衣饰华贵的老者，冲一二十余岁的青年磕头，这场面怎么看，都显得太诡异了点。
The others were dumbfounded, their eyes wide with shock. Even the other customers in the tea shop turned their attention towards this scene—after all, an elderly gentleman dressed in fine attire kneeling to a young man of around twenty was indeed rather strange.
dùn shí yì lùn lián lián 。 lǎo zhě méi tou yí zhòu ， chōng hòu bǎi le bǎi shǒu 。
顿时议论连连。老者眉头一皱，冲后摆了摆手。
Instantly, murmurs filled the air. The old man frowned and waved his hand behind him.
guǎn jiā suī rán xīn zhōng jīng yà ， dàn yě fǎn yìng xùn jié ， lì kè qǔ chū yín liǎng ， jiāng chá pù zhōng qí tā de kè rén qū sàn ， jiāng zhè jiān xiǎo pù miàn ， zhěng gè gěi bāo le xià lái 。
管家虽然心中惊讶，但也反应迅捷，立刻取出银两，将茶铺中其他的客人驱散，将这间小铺面，整个给包了下来。
The steward, though surprised, reacted swiftly, immediately taking out silver coins to drive away the other customers and secure this small tea shop for themselves.
“ lǎo zhàng kuài qǐng qǐ ， lín ！ yǔ nǐ wú qīn wú gù ， kě bù gǎn shòu cǐ dà lǐ 。” lín xuān méi tóu yī tiāo ， rú cǐ zhè bān de shuō dào ， tā sōu cháng yǔ I dù le bàn tiān ， nǎo hǎi zhōng hái shì méi yǒu bàn fēn guān yú cǐ rén de yìn xiàng ， zhè shì kě zhēn yǒu xiē qī qiāo ， mò fēi duì fāng shì rèn cuò le rén ， kě yòu yǒu xiē bù xiàng 。
“老丈快请起，林！与你无亲无故，可不敢受此大礼。”林轩眉头一挑，如此这般的说道，他搜肠与I肚了半天，脑海中还是没有半分关于此人的印象，这事可真有些蹊跷，莫非对方是认错了人，可又有些不像。
"Please rise, Master Lin! I have no kinship with you; such a grand gesture is too much," said Lin Xuan, raising an eyebrow. He had searched his mind thoroughly but found no trace of this person. This was indeed rather strange—perhaps the old man had mistaken him?
“ shòu dé ， shòu dé ， xiān shī dāng rán yǒu ！ gé jiē shòu xiǎo lǎo ér guì bài de ， bù zhī nín kě hái jì de tiān yín xiǎo wá de zhāng yǒu fú ？” lǎo zhě yī liǎn gōng jìng de kāi kǒu le 。
“受得，受得，仙师当然有！格接受小老儿跪拜的，不知您可还记得天银小娃的张有福？”老者一脸恭敬的开口了。
"No, no, of course! Of course, Master! I must kneel before you. Do you remember Zhang Youfu from the Silver Coin Village?" said the old man with utmost respect.
“ zhāng yǒu fú ？”
“张有福？”
"Poor Zhang Youfu?"
yī tí zhè ge míng zì ， lín xuān dùn shí xiǎng le qǐ lái ， tā zěn me kě néng méi yǒu yìn xiàng ne ， dāng chū ruò bú shì pèng jiàn nà wèi fán rén yuán wài ， zì jǐ dé dào shàng gǔ yù tǒng jiǎn ， zěn me kě néng chuán sòng dào qī xīng dǎo yún hǎi 。
一提这个名字，林轩顿时想了起来，他怎么可能没有印象呢，当初若不是碰见那位凡人员外，自己得到上古玉筒简，怎么可能传送到七星岛云海。
The name brought to mind a memory for Lin Xuan. How could he forget? If it weren't for that ordinary merchant patron, he wouldn’t have received the ancient jade cylinder and been transported to Seven Stars Isle.
bù guò shì qíng yǐ jīng guò qù le liù qī shí nián ， zì jǐ dōu yì bǎi wǔ shí yú suì le ， nà zhāng yǒu fú bú shì xiū xiān zhě ， yīng gāi zǎo yǐ zuò gǔ ， yǎn qián zhè rén mò fēi shì ……
不过事情已经过去了六七十年，自己都一百五十余岁了，那张有福不是修仙者，应该早已作古，眼前这人莫非是……
But over sixty years had passed, and at more than one hundred and fifty years old, Zhang Youfu was no longer a cultivator; he must be long gone. Could this person...
jiàn lín xuān lù chū ruò yǒu suǒ sī de biǎo qíng ， kàn yàng zi shì yǐ jīng xiǎng qǐ le wǎng shì ， zhāng cháng shēng bù yóu de dà xǐ ， zài cì gōng gōng jìng jìng de kē xià le tóu qù ：“ xiǎo lǎo ér jiù shì dāng nián xiān shī miào shǒu huí chūn ， suǒ jiù xià de nà duì lóng fèng shuāng bāo tāi zhōng de nán tóng ， zhè xiē nián lái ， jiā lǐ yì zhí gōng zhe xiān shī de cháng shēng pái wèi ， méi xiǎng dào yǒu shēng zhī nián hái néng jiàn dào jiù mìng ēn rén ， cǐ nǎi shàng tiān juàn gù ， qǐng xiān shī yí dìng qù xiǎo rén jiā lǐ zuò kè ， ràng wǒ ……”
见林轩露出若有所思的表情，看样子是已经想起了往事，张长生不由得大喜，再次恭恭敬敬的磕下了头去：“小老儿就是当年仙师妙手回春，所救下的那对龙凤双胞胎中的男童，这些年来，家里一直供着仙师的长生牌位，没想到有生之年还能见到救命恩人，此乃上天眷顾，请仙师一定去小人家里做客，让我……”
Seeing Lin Xuan's thoughtful expression, Zhang Changsheng couldn't help but feel elated as he knelt again respectfully: "I am the male twin from that miraculous recovery back then. My family has been worshipping your immortal longevity tablet for these years, and I never thought to see my savior in this lifetime. This is heaven's favor; please visit our humble abode."
“ yé yé ， nín shuō shén me ， zhè rén jiù shì jiù guò nín hé gū nǎi nǎi xìng mìng de nà wèi xiū xiān zhě ？” nà róng mào xiù lì de shào nǚ zǒu guò lái le ， liǎn shàng mǎn shì hú yí zhī sè ， yǔ shāng duì zhōng de qí tā rén bù tóng ， tā kě shì huò zhēn jià shí de xiū xiān zhě ， suī rán xiū wèi jǐn dào líng dòng qī ， dàn yǐ néng fàng chū shén shí ， tōu tōu zài lín xuān shēn shàng sǎo guò ， què yì diǎn líng qì yě wú ， zěn me kàn yě bù xiàng tóng dào xiān shī de 。
“爷爷，您说什么，这人就是救过您和姑奶奶性命的那位修仙者？”那容貌秀丽的少女走过来了，脸上满是狐疑之色，与商队中的其他人不同，她可是货真价实的修仙者，虽然修为仅到灵动期，但已能放出神识，偷偷在林轩身上扫过，却一点灵气也无，怎么看也不像同道仙师的。
"Grandpa, what are you saying? This man saved both of us!" the beautiful young woman approached with a doubtful look on her face. Unlike the others in the caravan, she was indeed a cultivator, though only at the Flexible Spirit Stage. She had already released her spirit sense and secretly scanned Lin Xuan, finding no signs of any spiritual energy whatsoever—she didn't seem like an ally.
“ yǐng ér ， bù dé wú lǐ ， hái bù kuài bài guò lín qián bèi ， dāng chū ruò bú shì tā lǎo rén jiā miào shǒu huí chūn ， wǒ hé nǐ gū nǎi nǎi zǎo jiù bù zài rén shì ， yòu nǎ lǐ huì yǒu ；o” lǎo zhě huí guò tóu hē chì ， shēng pà sūn nǚ nián shào wú zhī ， xiè nù le zhè wèi jiù mìng ēn rén jiā qián bèi xiān shī 。
“影儿，不得无礼，还不快拜过林前辈，当初若不是他老人家妙手回春，我和你姑奶奶早就不在人世，又哪里会有；o”老者回过头呵斥，生怕孙女年少无知，绁怒了这位救命恩人加前辈仙师。
"Shadow, don’t be impolite; quickly bow to Master Lin," scolded the old man, afraid his granddaughter might offend this savior and senior cultivator out of youthful ignorance.
zhāng xiào yǐng yě shì hěn xiào shùn de nǚ zòu zi ， jiàn zǔ fù shén sè bù yù ， suī rán xīn zhōng yǒu pǒ duō yí huò ， dàn yě bù gǎn zài shuō shén me ， zǒu shàng qián lái ， cóng lín xuān yíng yíng yī fú ， gōng gōng jìng jìng de bài xià qù le 。
张笑影也是很孝顺的女揍子，见祖父神色不豫，虽然心中有颇多疑惑，但也不敢再说什么，走上前来，从林轩盈盈一福，恭恭敬敬的拜下去了。
Zhang Xiaoying was a filial granddaughter. Seeing her grandfather's displeased expression, she didn't dare say anything more as she stepped forward, respectfully bowing before Lin Xuan.
“ gū niáng bù yòng duō lǐ 。” lín xuān tái shǒu xū fú ， dàn dàn de shuō le yī jù ， tā liǎn shàng de biǎo qíng suī yún dàn fēng qīng ， dàn xīn zhōng què zhe shí shì jīng yà wú bǐ 。
“姑娘不用多礼。”林轩抬手虚浮，淡淡的说了一句，他脸上的表情虽云淡风清，但心中却着实是惊讶无比。
"You needn’t be so formal," said Lin Xuan, lifting his hand in a gesture of dismissal. His face remained calm and composed, but he was genuinely surprised.
mò fēi zhè me hǎo yùn qì ， zì jǐ pò suì xū kōng ， jū rán huí dào yōu zhōu le ？
莫非这么好运气，自己破碎虚空，居然回到幽州了？
Could this be such good luck? Had he broken through the Void and returned to Youzhou?
yào zhī dào ， dāng nián tā bèi pò cóng zhè lǐ lí qù ， shì yīn wèi yīn hún shì dà ， bù xiǎng bèi juǎn rù luàn jú lǐ ， kě shì yì shí yí ， rú jīn tā de xiū wèi yǐ jīn fēi xī bǐ ， bié de dì fāng bù gǎn shuō ， zòng héng yōu zhōu kě shì bàn diǎn wèn tí yě wú 。
要知道，当年他被迫从这里离去，是因为阴魂势大，不想被卷入乱局里，可事易时移，如今他的修为已今非昔比，别的地方不敢说，纵横幽州可是半点问题也无。
After all, back then, he had left due to the overwhelming presence of evil spirits; he didn’t want to get dragged into chaos. But times had changed, and his current cultivation level made him invincible in Youzhou.
guǐ dì shén me de yǐ bù fàng zài yǎn zhōng ， ruò huí dào yōu zhōu dào yě bù cuò 。
鬼帝什么的已不放在眼中，若回到幽州倒也不错。
The Ghost Emperor was no longer a concern—returning here would be fine.
lín xuān nǎo hǎi zhōng shùn jiān zhuǎn guò zhè xiē niàn tou ， kě kàn cǐ dì chāng shèng fán róng ， mò fēi yīn hún de xū xié yǐ jīng jiě chú ， zhè kě yǒu xiē chū hū yù kē le ， jì de zì jǐ chuán sòng yǐ qián ， zhèng mó de shì lì jiā zài yì qǐ ， yě jiù hé yīn hún bù xiāng bó zhòng ， zì jǐ hái yǐ wéi zhì shǎo huì zài luàn shàng liǎng sān bǎi nián de 。
林轩脑海中瞬间转过这些念头，可看此地昌盛繁荣，莫非阴魂的戌胁已经解除，这可有些出乎预科了，记得自己传送以前，正魔的势力加在一起，也就和阴魂不相伯仲，自己还以为至少会再乱上两三百年的。
Lin Xuan's mind raced with these thoughts. Yet seeing the prosperity around him, it seemed the threat of evil spirits had been lifted. This was unexpected—he remembered that before he teleported away, the combined forces of Good and Evil were evenly matched against the evil spirits. He had thought at least another two or three hundred years would pass in chaos.
dāng rán ， zhè xiē bù jí ， lín xuān yǐ jīng cóng zhī yán piàn yǔ lǐ liǎo jiě dào le bù shǎo zhí de xīn xǐ de xiāo xī ， yú xià de màn jiǎo dǎ tīng bù chí 。
当然，这些不急，林轩已经从只言片语里了解到了不少值得欣喜的消息，余下的慢佼打听不迟。
Of course, these thoughts could wait. Lin Xuan had already gathered enough information from their brief conversation to be pleased. He could take his time to learn more.
zì jǐ duì cǐ rén yǒu jiù mìng dà ēn ， tā dìng huì zhī wú bù yán ， yán wú bù jìn ， hái yǒu nà zhāng xiào yǐng ， suī shì dī jiē xiū shì ， dàn duō shǎo yě huì liǎo jiě rú jīn xiū xiān jiè de yī xiē xiāo xī 。
自己对此人有救命大恩，他定会知无不言，言无不尽，还有那张笑影，虽是低阶修士，但多少也会了解如今修仙界的一些消息。
With a smile on his face, he looked at the old man respectfully standing beside him: "No need for such formality—sit down!"
zhēn shì yùn qì bù cuò ， zhè kě yuǎn yuǎn shèng guò zì jǐ pǎo dào chéng lǐ qù hú luàn dǎ tīng shén me 。
真是运气不错，这可远远胜过自己跑到城里去胡乱打听什么。
"No, no, I dare not sit with Master," said Zhang Changsheng, waving his hands repeatedly while secretly envying Lin Xuan. As an ignorant child, this Lin cultivator had already been a formidable figure; after so many years, he still seemed like a young man of twenty or so—how old was he really?
lín xuān liǎn shàng lù chū xiào róng ， kàn le yī yǎn gōng gōng jìng jìng shì lì yǔ yī páng de lǎo zhě ：“ bù yòng nà me duō lǐ ， zuò ！”
林轩脸上露出笑容，看了一眼恭恭敬敬侍立与一旁的老者：“不用那么多礼，坐！”
"Enough! You’ve already said we are fated to meet. No need for such formalities—sit!" said Lin Xuan, frowning.
“ bù ， bù ， wǎn bèi nǎ gǎn yǔ xiān shī tóng zhuō 。” zhāng cháng shēng lián lián bǎi shǒu ， tóng shí yǎn zhōng yě liú lù chū yī lǚ xiàn mù ， zì jǐ hái shì yī míng wú zhī hái tóng de shí hòu ， zhè wèi lín xiān shī jiù xiū wèi bù ruò ， rú jīn zhè me duō nián guò qù le ， tā jū rán hái páng rú èr shí duō suì de shào nián ， yě bù zhī dào tā zhēn shí nián líng jiū jìng yǒu duō shǎo le ……
“不，不，晚辈哪敢与仙师同桌。”张长生连连摆手，同时眼中也流露出一缕羡慕，自己还是一名无知孩童的时候，这位林仙师就修为不弱，如今这么多年过去了，他居然还彷如二十多岁的少年，也不知道他真实年龄究竟有多少了……
"Yes," seeing Lin Xuan's displeased expression, Zhang Changsheng didn't dare refuse any longer and sat down with his granddaughter's help.
“ xíng le ， nǐ yě shuō guò ， xiāng féng jí shì yǒu yuán ， nǎ lái nà me duō xū lǐ ， jiào nǐ zuò jiù zuò ！” lín xuān méi tou yí zhòu de kāi kǒu le 。
“行了，你也说过，相逢即是有缘，哪来那么多虚礼，叫你坐就坐！”林轩眉头一皱的开口了。
Seeing this, Lin Xuan sighed: "Your body still seems unwell."
“ shì ！” jiàn lín xuān miàn yǒu bù yù ， zhāng cháng shēng bù gǎn zài tuī cí ， yóu sūn nǚ fú zhe ， chàn wēi wēi de zuò le xià qù 。
“是！”见林轩面有不豫，张长生不敢再推辞，由孙女扶着，颤巍巍的坐了下去。
"Ahem, ahem. I must admit, Master, you know as well that my sister and I were born weak and sickly, suffering from the Nine Yin Absolute Pulse syndrome. Although your benevolence saved us from an early death, we’ve relied on medicine all these years," said the old man with a hint of resignation, lifting his head to gaze hopefully at Lin Xuan.
lín xuān jiàn le ， tàn le kǒu qì ：“ kàn nǐ de shēn tǐ ， sì hū hái shì yǒu xiē bù shì 。
林轩见了，叹了口气：“看你的身体，似乎还是有些不适。
Father had told him that this Master was a great cultivator, far beyond any lowly cultivators like Shadow. If he could grant some spiritual medicines...
“ ké ， ké ， bù mán xiān shī ， nín yě zhī dào ， wǒ hé jiě jiě yī shēng xià lái jiù tǐ ruò duō bìng ， dé le jiǔ yīn jué mài de qí zhèng ， suī rán xiān shī cí bēi ， miào shǒu huí chūn ， ràng wǒ men jiě dì miǎn yú yāo zhé ， dàn zhè xiē nián lái ， yě yì zhí shì yòng yào guàn chēng zhe 。” lǎo zhě lüè yǒu wú nài de kāi kǒu ， tóng shí tái qǐ tóu ， yǎn zhōng yǐn yǐn shǎn guò yī sī qǐ pàn zhī sè 。
“咳，咳，不瞒仙师，您也知道，我和姐姐一生下来就体弱多病，得了九阴绝脉的奇症，虽然仙师慈悲，妙手回春，让我们姐弟免于夭折，但这些年来，也一直是用药罐撑着。”老者略有无奈的开口，同时抬起头，眼中隐隐闪过一丝企盼之色。
Lin Xuan understood what he wanted and smiled: "To heal your body, it’s just a matter of effort. I can even ensure you live to be over a hundred without illness."
tīng fù qīn shuō ， zhè wèi xiān shī shén tōng jí dà ， yuǎn fēi yǐng ér zhè yàng de dī jiē xiū shì kě bǐ ， ruò shì tā kěn cì yǔ yī xiē líng yào ……
听父亲说，这位仙师神通极大，远非影儿这样的低阶修士可比，若是他肯赐予一些灵药……
"Master with such great abilities—could you be from the Spirit Medicine Palace?"
lín xuān nǎ néng bù míng bái tā xīn zhōng suǒ xiǎng ， xiào le yī xiào ：“ bāng nǐ tiáo yǎng hǎo shēn tǐ ， bù guò jǔ shǒu zhī láo ， shèn zhì ràng nǐ bǎi bìng bù shēng ， huó dào bǎi suì zuǒ yòu ， duì wǒ lái shuō ， yě qīng ér yì jǔ bù guò ……”
林轩哪能不明白他心中所想，笑了一笑：“帮你调养好身体，不过举手之劳，甚至让你百病不生，活到百岁左右，对我来说，也轻而易举不过……”
Before Lin Xuan finished speaking, the old man couldn't help but show excitement. However, before he could speak, the beautiful young woman's surprised voice interrupted.
“ qián bèi yǒu cǐ dà shén tōng ， mò fēi nǐ shì lí yào gōng de xiū shì ？”
“前辈有此大神通，莫非你是离药宫的修士？”
Lin Xuan frowned: "Spirit Medicine Palace? I’ve never heard of it; when did Youzhou get such a cultivation sect?"
lín xuān huà wèi shuō wán ， nà lǎo zhě yǐ bù yóu de lù chū le xīng fèn zhī sè ， bù guò tā shàng wèi kāi kǒu ， què shì nà měi mào shào nǚ chà yì de shēng yīn chuán rù ěr duǒ 。
林轩话未说完，那老者已不由得露出了兴奋之色，不过他尚未开口，却是那美貌少女诧异的声音传入耳朵。
From its name, it seemed to specialize in alchemy, yet only one place in Youzhou was known for this—Spirit Medicine Mountain. Since the Zhang family lived here, they must be from Youzhou. But with over sixty years having passed, there shouldn’t have been such a significant change in the cultivation world. Moreover, these mortals' attire differed greatly from what he remembered. Lin Xuan's doubts grew as he pondered these inconsistencies.
"Is it Master Lin? Could you be?"
The elderly man's face flushed, clearly in a state of excitement. Lin Xuan felt somewhat puzzled. As an Inner Alchemy Stage cultivator, he had the ability to remember things vividly, but this old man seemed to have no trace of such memories...
Of course, as just a mere mortal, Lin Xuan didn't need to be overly cautious:
"I indeed bear the surname Lin. May I ask who you are?"
"Indeed, Master Lin! How wonderful, after all these years, I've been wanting to thank you for saving my life," said the old man, pushing away his granddaughter and bowing down before Lin Xuan.
"Master."
"Patron."
The others were dumbfounded, their eyes wide with shock. Even the other customers in the tea shop turned their attention towards this scene—after all, an elderly gentleman dressed in fine attire kneeling to a young man of around twenty was indeed rather strange.
Instantly, murmurs filled the air. The old man frowned and waved his hand behind him.
The steward, though surprised, reacted swiftly, immediately taking out silver coins to drive away the other customers and secure this small tea shop for themselves.
"Please rise, Master Lin! I have no kinship with you; such a grand gesture is too much," said Lin Xuan, raising an eyebrow. He had searched his mind thoroughly but found no trace of this person. This was indeed rather strange—perhaps the old man had mistaken him?
"No, no, of course! Of course, Master! I must kneel before you. Do you remember Zhang Youfu from the Silver Coin Village?" said the old man with utmost respect.
"Poor Zhang Youfu?"
The name brought to mind a memory for Lin Xuan. How could he forget? If it weren't for that ordinary merchant patron, he wouldn’t have received the ancient jade cylinder and been transported to Seven Stars Isle.
But over sixty years had passed, and at more than one hundred and fifty years old, Zhang Youfu was no longer a cultivator; he must be long gone. Could this person...
Seeing Lin Xuan's thoughtful expression, Zhang Changsheng couldn't help but feel elated as he knelt again respectfully: "I am the male twin from that miraculous recovery back then. My family has been worshipping your immortal longevity tablet for these years, and I never thought to see my savior in this lifetime. This is heaven's favor; please visit our humble abode."
"Grandpa, what are you saying? This man saved both of us!" the beautiful young woman approached with a doubtful look on her face. Unlike the others in the caravan, she was indeed a cultivator, though only at the Flexible Spirit Stage. She had already released her spirit sense and secretly scanned Lin Xuan, finding no signs of any spiritual energy whatsoever—she didn't seem like an ally.
"Shadow, don’t be impolite; quickly bow to Master Lin," scolded the old man, afraid his granddaughter might offend this savior and senior cultivator out of youthful ignorance.
"Yes!"
Zhang Xiaoying was a filial granddaughter. Seeing her grandfather's displeased expression, she didn't dare say anything more as she stepped forward, respectfully bowing before Lin Xuan.
"You needn’t be so formal," said Lin Xuan, lifting his hand in a gesture of dismissal. His face remained calm and composed, but he was genuinely surprised.
Could this be such good luck? Had he broken through the Void and returned to Youzhou?
After all, back then, he had left due to the overwhelming presence of evil spirits; he didn’t want to get dragged into chaos. But times had changed, and his current cultivation level made him invincible in Youzhou.
The Ghost Emperor was no longer a concern—returning here would be fine.
Lin Xuan's mind raced with these thoughts. Yet seeing the prosperity around him, it seemed the threat of evil spirits had been lifted. This was unexpected—he remembered that before he teleported away, the combined forces of Good and Evil were evenly matched against the evil spirits. He had thought at least another two or three hundred years would pass in chaos.
Of course, these thoughts could wait. Lin Xuan had already gathered enough information from their brief conversation to be pleased. He could take his time to learn more.
With a smile on his face, he looked at the old man respectfully standing beside him: "No need for such formality—sit down!"
"No, no, I dare not sit with Master," said Zhang Changsheng, waving his hands repeatedly while secretly envying Lin Xuan. As an ignorant child, this Lin cultivator had already been a formidable figure; after so many years, he still seemed like a young man of twenty or so—how old was he really?
"Enough! You’ve already said we are fated to meet. No need for such formalities—sit!" said Lin Xuan, frowning.
"Yes," seeing Lin Xuan's displeased expression, Zhang Changsheng didn't dare refuse any longer and sat down with his granddaughter's help.
Seeing this, Lin Xuan sighed: "Your body still seems unwell."
"Ahem, ahem. I must admit, Master, you know as well that my sister and I were born weak and sickly, suffering from the Nine Yin Absolute Pulse syndrome. Although your benevolence saved us from an early death, we’ve relied on medicine all these years," said the old man with a hint of resignation, lifting his head to gaze hopefully at Lin Xuan.
Father had told him that this Master was a great cultivator, far beyond any lowly cultivators like Shadow. If he could grant some spiritual medicines...
Lin Xuan understood what he wanted and smiled: "To heal your body, it’s just a matter of effort. I can even ensure you live to be over a hundred without illness."
"Master with such great abilities—could you be from the Spirit Medicine Palace?"
Before Lin Xuan finished speaking, the old man couldn't help but show excitement. However, before he could speak, the beautiful young woman's surprised voice interrupted.
Lin Xuan frowned: "Spirit Medicine Palace? I’ve never heard of it; when did Youzhou get such a cultivation sect?"
From its name, it seemed to specialize in alchemy, yet only one place in Youzhou was known for this—Spirit Medicine Mountain. Since the Zhang family lived here, they must be from Youzhou. But with over sixty years having passed, there shouldn’t have been such a significant change in the cultivation world. Moreover, these mortals' attire differed greatly from what he remembered. Lin Xuan's doubts grew as he pondered these inconsistencies.