Chapter 115
Chapter 115
Chen Daji’s curiosity got the better of him. He couldn’t even be bothered to spit the dirt out of his mouth before he leaned in shamelessly and asked Hu Fei’er, “Hey, little sister, what’s an Incense-Fire Body?”
Hu Fei’er quietly glanced at Hua Jiunan before answering.
“It’s a body condensed from incense-fire offerings, faith power, and merit.”
“But to form a body like that, one must hold an official post recognized by heaven and earth.”
“For example, a City God.”
“But Senior Hui, he…”
Hu Qingshan added, “An Incense-Fire Body is also called a Perfect Yin Spirit Body.”
“The faith power and merit required to form such a body is no small amount!”
“Even an ordinary City God would need hundreds, even thousands of years of accumulation to fully condense one and reach the point of manifesting before mortals.”
Chen Daji scratched his head and circled Old Sixth Hui’s half-transparent arm, examining it closely.
“Holy crap! This thing is that badass?”
“Sixth Brother Hui, how’d you make it happen?”
“Can you make me one to play with too?”
As he spoke, Old Sixth Hui’s arm had already finished condensing. It was no longer half-transparent.
From the outside, it looked exactly the same as his original arm!
Old Sixth Hui was so excited he had no attention to spare for that idiot Chen Daji. Instead, he moved to kneel before Hua Jiunan.
Fortunately, Hua Jiunan reacted quickly and grabbed him in time.
“Sixth Brother, what are you doing?”
Old Sixth Hui could hardly suppress the emotion in his heart. His voice trembled as he said, “Young master physician, you may not know this, but it was precisely because you said, ‘My arm is your arm,’ that I was able to regain my limb.”
“But… but…”
Chen Daji grew impatient. “But what? Sixth Brother Hui, hurry up and say it!”
Old Sixth Hui’s expression was complicated.
“But this Incense Arm was formed by drawing merit from the young master physician…”
“I have implicated you, young master physician. Please punish me!”
Hua Jiunan only half understood, but he did not care in the slightest. Instead, he was overjoyed.
“Sixth Brother, what are you talking about?”
“As long as you’re all right, never mind drawing some merit from me-even if I had to chop off my own arm and give it to you, I wouldn’t hesitate for a second!”
After hearing that, Chen Daji was even more confused.
“What does that mean? Sixth Brother, how did you growing an arm implicate my Big Brother?”
In fact, after Old Sixth Hui finished speaking, Hu Qingshan had already understood the cause and effect behind it.
While sighing inwardly, he explained to everyone.
“The young master physician is compassionate. Just now, from the bottom of his heart, he truly shared hardship and fortune with Brother Hui.”
“In the unseen workings of heaven and earth, that sincerity was sensed, and it helped the young master physician fulfill his wish!”
At this point, Hu Qingshan looked at Hua Jiunan with even greater respect.
“Only the young master physician’s lineage, with its boundless merit, could accomplish such an incredible thing.”
“If it were anyone else, even if they staked all their remaining lifespan, they still couldn’t gather that much merit!”
“Let alone the incense-fire power and faith power needed on top of that!”
Hua Jiunan’s curiosity was stirred as well.
“Brother Hu, what does an Incense-Fire Body do?”
“Does this count as making Sixth Brother Hui’s body whole again?”
A note on the direction of the story:
First: This book is only supernatural, suspenseful, and comedic. It will absolutely not turn into immortal cultivation.
Second: This book is definitely not a harem novel. If you insist on counting a female lead, there is only one. She also won’t be a saintly pushover, and she will grow together with the protagonist.
Third: The female lead is not Xu Fangcao.
In fact, her name already makes that clear.
“Butterflies Love Flowers: Spring Scene”
The blossoms shed their fading red; green apricots grow small. When swallows fly, clear waters circle homes and halls. Willow down upon the branches dwindles, wind-blown and light. Where under heaven is there no fragrant grass in sight?
Inside the wall, a swing; outside, a road. Outside the wall, a traveler; inside, a fair maiden laughed. The laughter faded, the voice grew still. The one with feeling was vexed by the one without.