These past few days, Xiaoyao not only forged a sword for Lingling but also reforged his own swords. The previously damaged ones were also repaired, making these swords even sharper and more resilient.

This was where Xiaoyao's combat advantage lay. He possessed sharp, good swords, and if one broke, he could immediately pull out another to compensate for his lack of offensive power. At the same time, he had added special elements to several swords for emergency use.

"Lingling, this sword is for you, and take this sword to Yinping." Xiaoyao handed two swords to Lingling, one of which was relatively short, meant for Yinping.

"Hmph, you only give me one sword for taking care of her. Aren't you being too biased?" Lingling said unhappily while drawing the sword in her hand to examine it. She found the blade was as crystalline as azure water, with a sharp edge that seemed to emit cold air. This sword was far superior to her previous one.

"Ah, this sword is really too good. Where did you get it?" Lingling threw aside her unhappiness. At the same time, she didn't believe this sword was forged by Xiaoyao—this level was completely beyond master grade.

"I told you I forged it. If you don't believe it, forget it." Xiaoyao said irritably.

"I believe you... not! If this sword were a bit inferior, I'd think it might be possible. By the way, what's this sword called?" Lingling directly denied the fact, feeling Xiaoyao couldn't possibly have forged it.

"Whatever you like—it doesn't have a name yet." Xiaoyao replied casually. His swords were only responsible for being forged; he never gave them names. His own he simply called spare swords.

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"Oh, then I'll call it Azure Water Sword." Lingling said with a smile, then drew Yinping's sword and found the craftsmanship was equally good, except this sword didn't feel as sharp—it was more restrained.

"This one for that little girl Yinping is quite good too. Does this sword also have no name?"

"Mm, let her call it whatever she likes." Xiaoyao nodded in reply.

"That's fine. That girl seems to be in intensive cultivation lately and has made some progress. She's about to reach General Level." Lingling said casually, updating him on Yinping's recent situation.

Xiaoyao naturally knew this. He knew Yinping would definitely wait until after breaking through to General Level before coming to find him. Before that, she would wholeheartedly focus on cultivation.

Since his sister was working so hard, how could a big brother not work hard too? These few days he'd work hard to reach late King Level—he was just a little bit away.

The pill refining matter could be delayed a few days. The materials weren't fully collected anyway, so he could refine everything at once later, which would be more time and energy efficient.

Two days later at night, Xiaoyao smoothly entered late King Level. This went so smoothly that Lingling beside him didn't even sense Xiaoyao's breakthrough—after all, she wasn't staring at Xiaoyao; she was also working hard at cultivation.

"Big brother, I don't feel well!"

The day after Xiaoyao's breakthrough, he was approached by his sister. However, this sister wasn't Yinping but Zhen'er, whose cheeks were red as if she had a cold.

Why did Zhen'er come to Xiaoyao about this? It wasn't because she had good feelings toward Xiaoyao, but simply because she felt Xiaoyao had a way to cure her. Xiaoyao cultivated the Divine Farmer's Art, which had the fastest recovery ability.

"Let me take a look..." Xiaoyao habitually took Zhen'er's pulse.

"Big brother, I'm not asking you to examine my illness. I know how to examine illnesses myself. I want you to give me some Divine Farmer True Qi to help me recover quickly." Zhen'er rolled her eyes at Xiaoyao. I'm a sitting physician!

"Oh, I almost forgot. Zhen'er is a little divine doctor." Xiaoyao smiled. Just now when he took her pulse, he already knew Zhen'er just had an ordinary cold that would be fine with some rest. She had probably already taken medicine and was looking for him to input Divine Farmer True Qi just to recover faster.

"Exactly!" Zhen'er smiled, happily accepting Xiaoyao's praise.

Xiaoyao smiled and helped Zhen'er by inputting a stream of Divine Farmer True Qi to assist her recovery. However, even so, he felt Zhen'er should still rest a bit.

"Thank you, big brother. I'm going to work now." After feeling the Divine Farmer True Qi enter her body, Zhen'er immediately felt much better. Going to work now shouldn't be a problem.

"What work? You're not planning to continue sitting in the clinic, are you? Rest for today and go tomorrow." Xiaoyao immediately stopped Zhen'er. He understood—Zhen'er was looking for him just to get her body into a workable state.

"I can't rest. There are many patients waiting for me." Zhen'er shook her head.

"Without you, they'll find other doctors. You can't treat everyone." Xiaoyao said irritably.

Zhen'er still shook her head: "No, they all come specifically for me. I can't disappoint them. Besides, if I rest, some people will have opinions."

Xiaoyao understood what Zhen'er meant. Competition existed everywhere, especially in great families where every position might have many people eyeing it, even Zhen'er's clinic position.

"Who dares have opinions? Big brother will go help you teach them a lesson." Xiaoyao immediately said. Since you call me big brother, I'll help you.

"...Don't cause trouble. I don't want to lose this job." Zhen'er immediately stopped Xiaoyao and rolled her eyes at him irritably.

"It doesn't matter if you lose it. Big brother has plenty of money—I'll support you. If that doesn't work, I'll open a medicine hall." Xiaoyao said nonchalantly. This feeling was really strange—when did he become like a nouveau riche?

"No, I worked so hard to get where I am now. I don't want people saying I'm useless." Zhen'er shook her head. If it were just about livelihood, which of them wasn't a favored daughter of heaven who needed to work? They just wanted to prove their usefulness within the Luo family.

Even if Xiaoyao opened a medicine hall, Zhen'er would want to stay at the current one because the current one belonged to the Luo family and was contributing to the Luo family.

They only wanted the family's recognition—this was also their sense of belonging to the family!

"Then how about this—I'll substitute for you for a day while you rest properly." Xiaoyao said. Wasn't taking care of sisters what big brothers should do? Besides, he had nothing to do, so sitting in a clinic for a day wasn't much.

He believed that if he didn't go, Zhen'er would definitely persist. But he seemed to have forgotten one thing—no one here knew he had medical skills...

Zhen'er looked at Xiaoyao and asked with great doubt: "Big brother, can you do it?"

"Of course I can. It would be no problem to call my medical skills divine." Xiaoyao puffed out his chest and flicked his hair. In front of his sister, he naturally had to maintain a high profile.

"Really?" Zhen'er was very doubtful.

"Alright, even if my medical skills aren't good, I still have Divine Farmer True Qi. You should feel reassured about that." Xiaoyao said helplessly. Proving medical skills was a headache, and he had no intention of proving anything.

"That's true. Then I'll go sleep for a while." Zhen'er said.

"Take this medicine!" Xiaoyao took out a pill. He was still a bit worried—if Zhen'er came over again in a while, that would be bad. Better to give her medicine to sleep.

"This is..." Zhen'er was about to ask when Xiaoyao stuffed the pill into her mouth.

"Alright, I'm leaving..." Xiaoyao had only taken a few steps when he suddenly stopped, then turned around with a strange expression to look at Zhen'er.

"What is it?" Zhen'er asked with some confusion.

"I don't seem to know where you sit in the clinic?" Xiaoyao said.

"..." Zhen'er was somewhat speechless. You say I'm your sister, but you don't even know where I work. But you probably don't know where Big Sister and Third Sister work either. Considering you're helping me now, I'll forgive you this time.

"I'm at Rejuvenation Hall on the east side of Luo family city..." Zhen'er replied.

"Rejuvenation Hall—that's a very common name, very memorable. I'll go right away." Xiaoyao replied casually, then left. Rejuvenation Hall—at least eight out of ten medicine halls would have this name.

"Young master, are you going out? Do you need a horse prepared?"

As soon as Xiaoyao left the gate, a nearby guard immediately asked. This wasn't special treatment for Xiaoyao but basic service available to everyone, as long as the Luo family had enough horses.

Generally, not many people chose to ride horses themselves—most called for carriages.

"Then give me a horse!" Xiaoyao nodded. The east side was still far from here. This time he was going to substitute for Zhen'er at the clinic and couldn't be late, so he couldn't walk slowly.

"Yes!" The guard notified the stable people to bring a horse. This stable was a horse preparation area near the main gate, not the actual horse-raising place.

Soon, a servant led over a jujube-red horse. Although not a top-grade horse, it could still be called a good horse that ordinary people would find hard to own. Truly worthy of being a Luo family horse.

"Young master, this is your horse!"

"Thank you!"

After thanking him, Xiaoyao mounted the horse and slowly rode away.

"This young master is very polite—he says thank you and knows to leave slowly. Unlike some young masters who don't say thanks and immediately gallop away in a cloud of dust, leaving us to eat dirt behind them." The servant said with some feeling. He rarely encountered young masters as courteous as Xiaoyao.

"Yes!" The guard also nodded.

"Which master's young master is he?"

"He should be an external surname young master. The jade token shows his name as Le Xiaoyao, but his status seems quite high—the token has some privileges." the guard replied.

The jade tokens contained not only identity information but also authority levels or special privilege information. These could be added through special means and would display at various guarded passages—the main gate naturally being one of them.

(End of Chapter)