# Chapter 91: Good Grandson, Truly My Good Grandson
After lunch, Yun Che slept soundly in the guest room arranged for him by the Xiao Sect. He hadn't rested much last night due to all the commotion, so this sleep was naturally especially deep, lasting until the sun was nearly setting. Since he had specifically instructed beforehand, no one disturbed him during this time.
"Where did you learn your medical arts and disguise art?" Just as Yun Che got out of bed, Mo Li's voice came from within his sea of consciousness.
"Of course from my master... my previous master." Thinking of his departed teacher, though many years had passed, Yun Che still hadn't fully let go. The child wishes to be filial but the parents are no longer there—he had been bearing this feeling all along. It had become his lifelong regret and unresolved sorrow.
"Disguise arts usually use qi to transform appearance, which can fool those with lower profound force than oneself. But if you encounter someone with higher profound force, you'll be seen through immediately. Yet you managed to fool this entire sect?" Mo Li's voice was filled with bewilderment and surprise.
"Hehe, my disguise art has nothing to do with profound force. Even if Xiao Tiannan is at the Earth Xuan Realm, or even Heavenly Xuan King Xuan, there's absolutely no way he could see through it. But if I run into a true expert, that's another story."
Yun Che got off the bed, walked to the window, and stretched. A faint, sinister smile gradually formed at the corner of his mouth... Let them laugh for a few days first. Then comes the time when they'll cry till the sky goes dark, hehehehe...
Even if you beat Xiao Tiannan to death, he would never imagine that Yun Che, whom he had sworn to torture and kill, was now right inside his own sect, being addressed as "Senior" and waited on like an ancestor.
As soon as Yun Che stepped out the door, he saw Xiao Tiannan pacing back and forth not far away. The moment he spotted Yun Che, his face lit up with joy, and he quickly strode over, saying with extreme respect, "Senior, have you rested well? If you need anything, please don't hesitate to ask."
Yun Che knew that after seeing Xiao Luocheng's condition, Xiao Tiannan would be even more deferential than before. He nodded with a smile, "Slept pretty well. It's been a long time since I've been up in the mountains—the air here is truly comfortable. Come, let's go see that little fellow."
Xiao Tiannan felt as if he had heard celestial music. He hastily acknowledged, then led the way straight to the Medicine Hall. Along the way, any Xiao Sect disciples they encountered would bow respectfully to Yun Che. Obviously, Xiao Tiannan had spread the word that this was an extremely honored guest who must be treated with utmost courtesy. Of course, he would never let the disciples know about the "Divine Doctor" identity... The fewer who knew, the better.
When they reached the Medicine Hall, Xiao Luocheng was awake. Seeing Yun Che, his face showed gratitude as he laboriously tried to sit up, as if wanting to bow, his weak but sincere voice saying, "Junior Xiao Luocheng... thanks the Divine Doctor Senior for the life-saving and life-renewing grace..."
"Heh, the sentiment is enough. With your condition, don't move recklessly." Yun Che gave a very "benevolent" smile and stood by the bed. "Come, let me take your pulse."
With that, he extended his fingers and pressed on Xiao Luocheng's right wrist. Immediately, the smile on his face vanished, replaced by a deepening gloom... growing darker and darker...
This change in expression made Xiao Tiannan and Xiao Baicao's hearts pound with anxiety. Just as Xiao Tiannan was about to ask, the Divine Doctor withdrew his hand from Xiao Luocheng's wrist and burst into a furious tirade: "Didn't I specifically tell you not to give him anything to eat without my instructions! Are you treating my words like a passing wind?!"
Xiao Tiannan and Xiao Baicao both stared wide-eyed. Xiao Tiannan took a small step forward and said nervously, "Senior, this... this... It was my wife, moved by maternal love, who thought that with such severe injuries, he was too weak and needed a little nourishment. Plus Luocheng said he was hungry, so my wife made him a bowl of chicken soup..."
"Ridiculous!" Yun Che waved his hand violently, enraged. "What 'moved by maternal love'? You were trying to kill your son! I spent the whole morning brewing the medicine, and all its medicinal power was completely drained away by that damned bowl of chicken soup! What's more, it caused his already damaged meridians to swell and sustain secondary injury! Now repairing them will be ten times more troublesome! This is utterly outrageous! Fine, I'm done treating him. Find whoever you want to treat him."
With every word Yun Che spoke, Xiao Tiannan's face paled another shade. When the last sentence left Yun Che's mouth, Xiao Tiannan's whole body trembled, and he nearly fell to his knees on the spot. He quickly grabbed Yun Che and begged frantically, "Senior... Senior, please calm your anger. It was this junior's ignorance and failure to persuade my wife. A thousand wrongs, ten thousand wrongs—all are this junior's fault. As long as Senior can calm down, this junior is willing to accept any punishment. I guarantee nothing like this will ever happen again... Senior, it was all my ignorance! But my son is innocent! He is so grievously wounded now—if Senior doesn't save him, his whole life will be ruined. Please, Senior, be magnanimous and save my son."
"Hmph! Ignorant? You call this ignorance? This is utter stupidity! And you say your son is innocent? I'm trying to save him; you are the one harming him... Luckily I discovered it in time. If I had slept a few more hours carelessly, your son would be completely finished here... If that boy dies, you'd be worse than a beast... Since you don't want to listen to me, why did you ask me to treat him? Why don't you save him yourselves..."
Yun Che's face was red, spittle flying everywhere, cursing this dignified branch sect master of the Xiao Sect up and down, each word more scathing than the last, almost to the point of insulting his eighteen generations of ancestors. As the supreme power in New Moon City, Xiao Tiannan had never been cursed at like this before, but now he hung his head like a grandson, not daring to utter a single word of rebuttal... He had heard Xiao Baicao mention that this Evil Heart Saintly Hand had a capricious temper, and now he fully believed it. Earlier, he had been as refined as a scholar; now he was like a fishwife cursing in the streets, with not a trace of a divine doctor's grace.
Yun Che's tirade lasted a full meal's time, and the sheer satisfaction coursed through his entire body. A first-level Initial Xuan Realm nobody pointing at the nose of a great sect master and cursing him out, with the other party not daring to talk back—only those who've experienced it know how good it feels.
Finally, the "Divine Doctor" seemed to have tired himself out from cursing. He paused to catch his breath, looked at Xiao Luocheng for a while, then suddenly sighed and said, "Ah well, this boy and I seem to have a connection. Even though you idiots left me a mess to clean up—under normal circumstances, I'd just dust off my hands and leave—but... sigh..."
Yun Che silently gazed at Xiao Luocheng, his expression somewhat dazed, a hint of melancholy and even tenderness in his eyes. "This boy looks too much like my little grandson when he was young... Sigh, truly too much alike. Boy, your name is... Xiao Luocheng?"
Xiao Luocheng nodded and replied respectfully, "Yes, this junior's name is Xiao Luocheng."
"Back then, my little grandson was also named Huangfu Cheng. Both have a 'Cheng' character—what a coincidence, what a coincidence. What a pity that even with my heaven-reaching medical skills, I had no chance to save my little grandson. Seeing you now reminds me of him, and of the events back then..."
As Yun Che spoke, his voice grew softer, as if sinking into distant memories. His expression became increasingly melancholic, and a thin film of moisture actually began to form in his eyes.
Hearing that Yun Che had agreed to continue treating Xiao Luocheng, Xiao Tiannan was overjoyed, feeling that the torrent of abuse had been worth it. Upon hearing the latter part, his heart stirred sharply, and he said with a sigh, "Senior's little grandson... he must have been an extraordinary talent, yes?"
"Heh, yes indeed." The Divine Doctor seemed still lost in recollection, his gaze misty and his voice sad. "But what a pity that Heaven is jealous of geniuses. My little grandson passed away at sixteen years old... exactly the same age as this boy. It was because of my little grandson's death that I painstakingly studied medicine. But unfortunately, time cannot flow backward. No matter how great my medical skills are now, I can never save him."
Xiao Tiannan's heart pounded. He swallowed hard, then cautiously tested the waters, "My son Luocheng shares a similar appearance with your grandson, a similar name, and even the same age... This is truly a fate ordained by Heaven! Since Senior misses his grandson so much and cannot let go of the past, why not... why not let Luocheng acknowledge you as his honorary grandfather? First, it can ease Senior's longing for his grandson. Second, Senior is now healing Luocheng—does this not perfectly fulfill the regret of being unable to save your grandson back then? Third... Senior has given Luocheng the grace of saving his life. Luocheng has a pure heart and will surely honor you as if you were his own grandfather. What does Senior think...?"
Oh wow! This Xiao Tiannan, he really gets it! Totally sharp as a tack... Yun Che praised him greatly in his heart.
Upon hearing this, the Divine Doctor's entire body trembled, and he began to shake with excitement. "You... you say? You mean... truly?"
Seeing the Divine Doctor's reaction, how could Xiao Tiannan not understand? Overjoyed, he quickly said, "Luocheng! Call him Grandfather!"
Xiao Luocheng certainly knew what he needed to do now. He struggled to prop himself up, looked at Yun Che, and called out with deep emotion, "Grandfather."
"You... you called me what?" The Divine Doctor's body trembled again, his lips quivering.
"Grandfather! As long as Grandfather doesn't mind, from now on, I am your grandson." Xiao Luocheng called out with utter sincerity.
"Good! Good!" The Divine Doctor's whole body shook violently, and two old tears involuntarily fell from his eyes. He reached out a trembling hand and placed it on Xiao Luocheng's shoulder, saying with great emotion, "Good grandson! Good grandson! Rest assured, Grandfather will definitely cure your illness. I will never let it be like back then! Good grandson... my good grandson..."
The Divine Doctor grew more and more emotional, a clear line of tears streaking down his face... If this world had an Oscar statuette, even Heaven wouldn't agree if it wasn't awarded to Yun Che.
Shouting at his enemy's son as "grandson," while the other party respectfully calls you "Grandfather"—what does that feel like? Once again, only those who've experienced it truly know.
At the same time, Xiao Tiannan and Xiao Baicao were both delighted and gratified. Who would have thought that Xiao Luocheng actually looked so much like the Evil Heart Saintly Hand's grandson, and had even successfully become his honorary grandson? This was an incredible stroke of fortune. With this grandfather-grandson bond, the injuries were absolutely no longer a problem. After recovery, unblocking Xiao Luocheng's profound veins would be a natural next step. Moreover, with a divine doctor of this caliber, his alchemy skills must be unmatched in the world. Any pill from him would undoubtedly be worth a fortune and possess heaven-defying effects. With Xiao Luocheng as his "grandson," how could he not be generous?
Xiao Tiannan's heart blossomed with joy. He could almost see Xiao Luocheng, after recovering, dominating the main sect, while he himself rose to glory, and even this tiny branch sect would be fully merged into the main sect... On the other side, Xiao Baicao was also trembling with excitement, muttering repeatedly, "Congratulations, Sect Master! Congratulations, Young Sect Master! Congratulations, Senior Huangfu, on gaining such a fine grandson! This is truly a great joy. Sect Master, with such a happy event, when the Young Sect Master recovers, we must surely celebrate for a day."
"Hahaha! One day is not enough. At least the entire sect must celebrate for three days, hahaha!" Xiao Tiannan laughed loudly.
"Grandfather, your grandson... kowtows to you." Xiao Luocheng, being sensible, struggled to get up. Though the movement caused him unbearable pain, he still forced himself into a kneeling position.
"No, no, no!" Yun Che quickly supported his shoulders, his face full of concern. "My good grandson, your injuries are not light. Don't move recklessly. The thought is enough. Once your injuries heal, you can bow then."
"It's... it's fine. Grandfather, rest assured, your grandson may be severely injured, but kowtowing to Grandfather is still possible." Xiao Luocheng gritted his teeth, his face stubborn.
"Hehe, Senior Huangfu, Luocheng is filled with filial devotion and gratitude—let him kowtow. And since he has acknowledged you as his grandfather, this kowtow is the most fitting thing."
No sooner had Xiao Tiannan finished speaking than Xiao Luocheng lowered his head and gave a forceful kowtow on the bed to Yun Che. When he raised his head, his face was pale from the pain.
"Oh my, oh my... Good grandson, truly my good grandson." Yun Che quickly helped Xiao Luocheng up, his face full of "heartache."