The Concern from the Youngest Disciple, Huang Chaoyu

Huang Chaoyu was one of the three remaining disciples of the Lingyun Sect.

Jiang Yiming had taken her in as a disciple on a trip down the mountain.

At that time, the Lingyun Sect had already started to falter, and Jiang Yiming had just become the Sect Leader.

Huang Chaoyu's background seemed to be quite mysterious, and even Jiang Yiming didn't know much about her.

However, after spending so much time together, Jiang Yiming could feel that this stubborn and determined girl truly treated the Lingyun Sect as her home.

That was enough.

"Master, are you awake?" Huang Chaoyu called out softly from outside the door.

Jiang Yiming said loudly, "I'm awake. Come in."

"Creak!" The door opened.

A graceful and delicate-looking woman slowly walked in. She was wearing a light red dress and had a medicine pot in her hand.

"Master, why are you sitting up?" As soon as Huang Zhaoyu entered the room and saw Jiang Yiming sitting cross-legged, she hurriedly called out.

She put the medicine pot on the table and quickly walked to Jiang Yiming.

With an anxious expression, she said, "Master, quickly lie down. Don't tear your wound!"

As she spoke, she placed her hand on Jiang Yiming's shoulder, wanting to help him slowly lie down.

Jiang Yiming smiled softly.

He could feel his disciple's heartfelt concern for him.

"Alright, don't worry. I'm already is much better."

"Master, please don't lie to me. You've received such a serious injury, how can you say that you're fine?" Huang Chaoyu pouted and said with puffy cheeks.

"Master, quickly lie down, please."

"Xiaoyu, I'm not lying to you."

Neither of them backed down as they did this for a while, and Jiang Yiming still refused to lie down.

Although Huang Chaoyu was still worried, she also felt that her Master's condition seemed to be much better, so she didn't continue forcing him to lie down.

"Master, it's alright if you don't want to lie down, but you must drink the medicine," As Huang Zhaoyu spoke, she picked up a bowl of black liquid that was the medicine.

"Master, let me feed you the medicine," As she said this, Huang Zhaoyu scooped up a spoonful of medicine and placed it near Jiang Yiming's mouth.

Smelling the strong medicinal flavor, Jiang Yiming did not know whether to laugh or cry.

An extremely bitter memory suddenly appeared in his mind.

"Xiaoyu, I have recovered. There's no need for me to drink the medicine."

"Master, if you really want to recover as soon as possible, you should quickly drink this medicine!" Huang Chaoyu said earnestly.

Jiang Yiming looked at her and knew that it would be useless no matter what he said.

With a light sigh, a powerful burst of spiritual energy suddenly exploded from his body.

All the bandages on him scattered in an instant.

Huang Chaoyu, who was about to feed the medicine to her Master, was caught off guard and was directly pushed back a few steps by the powerful aura.

"Master, you, are you truly recovered?!" Huang Chaoyu took a few minutes to look at Jiang Yiming's body, which was as good as new, and finally muttered.

Jiang Yiming nodded calmly.

Huang Chaoyu still didn't dare to believe it, so she hurriedly exclaimed, "Master, you're really recovered!"

"That's right, aren't you seeing it?" Jiang Yiming lightly nodded and added, "Not only have I recovered, but I've also broken through to the late-stage of the Foundation Establishment Realm."

"For real?!" Hearing this, Huang Chaoyu's face was full of surprise and joy.

Then, she recalled the imposing aura of her Master just now, and all her doubts were dispelled.

"Congratulations, Master. Not only have you recovered so quickly, but your cultivation has also advanced by another step! Now that Master's cultivation is at the late-stage of the Foundation Establishment Realm, those fifth rank forces won't dare to have any ideas towards the Lingyun Sect anymore."

"Yes," Jiang Yiming nodded lightly.

The strongest person in a fifth rank force was only at the Foundation Establishment Realm, but his current strength was comparable to those in the Core Formation Realm.

If any ignorant fifth rank forces dared to provoke him, he didn't mind killing them off!

"Sigh!" Huang Chaoyu's expression suddenly became gloomy again.

They could be unafraid of the fifth rank forces, but the Huoyun Sect was a third rank force.

There were quite a few Nascent Soul Realm cultivators in the Huoyun Sect, and there were even more in the Core Formation Realm.

If they were unable to gather the spirit stones that they had to offer to the Huoyun Sect within the month, the Lingyun Sect would inevitably be disbanded.

When Jiang Yiming saw Huang Zhaoyu's sudden change in expression, he couldn't help but be momentarily stunned, but he immediately understood.

"Xiaoyu, are you worried about the Huoyun Sect?"

"Yes, Master. Although you are already in the late-stage of the Foundation Establishment Realm, still..."

Huang Zhaoyu didn't finish her sentence because she felt if she was too frank she might hurt her Master's pride.

Jiang Yiming knew what she meant.

"It's alright. I've found a way to get enough spirit stones. Don't worry, Xiaoyu."

Seeing her Master's indifferent smile, Huang Chaoyu still couldn't relax. She only thought that her Master was trying to comfort her.

After all, the current Lingyun Sect didn't even have a hundred low-grade spirit stones. How could they suddenly gather a thousand?

Jiang Yiming was quite aware that the current Huang Zhaoyu would never believe him, but what could he do? It wasn't like he could tell her about the system, right?

He decided to leave it. She would naturally believe him when the time came.

Jiang Yiming shook his head helplessly and didn't want to dwell on this question anymore.

"Oh right, where are your two senior brothers?"

Hearing her master's question, Huang Zhaoyu hurriedly answered, "Eldest senior brother is still out training and hasn't returned. Second senior brother left the mountains to help get some medicine for Master."

Jiang Yiming nodded.

Through his memories, he knew that his eldest disciple, Gu Lingfei, was forthright and generous.

He would often go out to travel and make friends.

On the other hand, his second disciple, Ye Yunfan, was cold on the outside but warm on the inside. Although he wasn't good with words, he had a sincere heart.

He preferred to use actions to prove himself, an example of him having such a personality was his actions now of leaving the mountain to search for medicine for him.

"It's been hard on Yunfan," Jiang Yiming said with a bitter smile.

Huang Zhaoyu quickly responded, "Yes, if second senior brother knew that Master has already recovered..."

Before she could finish, her expression suddenly became extremely ugly.

Bean-sized sweat trickled down from her forehead.

Huang Zhaoyu gritted her teeth as her entire body trembled, and she kept shivering.

The sudden change caught Jiang Yiming off guard.

He took a big step forward and quickly helped Huang Chaoyu up as he asked nervously, "Xiaoyu, what's wrong?"

Huang Chaoyu didn't answer.

Her eyes were tightly closed, her whole body was trembling, and she bit her red lips with her white teeth.

She looked to be in extreme pain and was feeling very uncomfortable.