Chapter 1761 - Chapter 1761: Side Story 3: Sheng Shi ‘an, Help Me (2)
Chapter 1761: Side Story 3: Sheng Shi ‘an, Help Me (2)
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
The young master’s short black hair had grown much longer and was wrapped in a silver-white headband. His fringe was tied up into a ponytail.
After the young master took off his glasses and placed them on the table, he said to Sheng Shi’an, “Bring me to my room.”
“Okay.”
Sheng Shi’an pushed Young Master’s wheelchair to his room.
The Young Master’s room was very spacious. The bedroom was divided into the master bedroom and the outer bedroom. There was also a European-style double bed in the master bedroom. The bed was covered in smooth black bedding. There was also a European-style bed in the outer bedroom. The bed was slightly narrower, but the bed was also made of silk.
It wasn’t black, but dark blue. It was a bed prepared for Sheng Shi’an.
Sheng Shi’an pushed the young master back to the master bedroom. As he did every night, he bent down and reached out to hug the young master’s thin body before placing him on the bed gently.
The young master propped his hands on the bed as he slowly laid down.
Sheng Shi’an pulled the blanket over the young master. Seeing that the young master had no other instructions, he prepared to go to the outer room to lie down. Just as he turned around, he heard the young master say, “Sheng Shi’an, when you cultivators swear, do you swear on your souls as leverage?”
Sheng Shi’an nodded. “Yes.”
“Sheng Shi’an, can you swear on your soul that from today onwards, no matter what you see, you will keep it a secret?”
As a bodyguard, it was his duty to keep it a secret for his employer.
Sheng Shi’an nodded without hesitation and said, “I swear on my soul that I won’t reveal a single word of your secret to anyone.” Nodding, Young Master said, “Go to sleep now.”
“Young Master, rest well.”
Sheng Shi’an went to the outer bedroom and stared at the relief flowers on the ceiling for more than ten minutes before falling asleep.
For the first few nights, he and Young Master got along very harmoniously.
However, on the fifth night they slept in the same room, Sheng Shi’an heard a commotion. Wary, he immediately got off the bed, put on his slippers, and ran into the master bedroom. However, under the black silk blanket, the young master was curled up and holding his stomach while moaning in pain.
“Young Master!” Sheng Shi’an thought that the Young Master had been poisoned.
He immediately lifted the blanket to carry the young master to the hospital.
The young master reached out and grabbed the clothes on Sheng Shi’an’s chest. Then, he raised his pale face and said in a panicked tone, “You can’t go to the hospital.”
Sheng Shi’an frowned.
He placed Young Master on the bed and reached out to him, but he realized that there was an extremely overbearing ice-element poisonous gas rampaging in his body. Sheng Shi’an frowned and said, “This ice and fire dual-element poison flares up every ten days. You just ended the torture of the ice-element poisonous gas the day before yesterday, so it shouldn’t have flared up again tonight.”
Logically speaking, his fire-type poison should have acted up tonight instead.
The young master was already in so much pain that he couldn’t speak.
“Sheng Shi’an.” There was suppressed pain in the young master’s voice. He reached out his left hand shakily, like a drowning child trying to grab a weed, as he said, “Help me… help me.”
Sheng Shi’an held the other party’s hand and used his spiritual energy to help the young master deal with the surging ice-type poison in his body.
After a long time, so long that even Sheng Shi’an felt that he could barely stand steadily, the young master moved his fingers and said weakly, “Thank you.”
Sheng Shi’an wanted to say that he was welcome.
But before he could say anything, he fell onto Young Master’s bed.
His head hit Young Master’s thigh.
The young master snorted and reached out to push Sheng Shi’an away. Then, he saw that Sheng Shi’an’s forehead was covered in sweat. When he thought of how he had helped him suppress the pain brought by the poison without reservation just now, his gaze softened slightly.
“Sheng Shi’an.” The young master tapped Sheng Shi’an’s nose and said thoughtfully, “Your name is very scary and exactly the same as that of the Sheng clan’s young master. Aren’t you afraid of meeting that young master in the future and being despised by him?”
A young man’s face appeared in Young Master’s mind.
That face was Sheng Shi’an’s real face.
Seeing that Sheng Shi’an had fallen asleep because his spiritual energy was insufficient, the young master could only call the butler in to drag Sheng Shi’an to the outer bedroom.
When Sheng Shi’an woke up the next morning, he saw six to seven plates by the bed. There were many Spirit Grasses with abundant spiritual energy on them. Sheng Shi’an hadn’t seen such good things ever since he was kicked out of the Eight Towers Mountain by Sheng Xiao.
The sound of wheels were approaching.
After Sheng Shi’an looked up, he saw the young master coming out of the master bedroom. The young master’s gaze landed on Sheng Shi’an’s face for a moment before he said, “It’s been hard on you last night. You can use these Spirit Grass.” With that, the young master rolled the wheelchair out. As the wheelchair got further and further away, he said, “I don’t have anything else but money.
Sheng Shi’an was very short of money.
Sheng Shi’an accepted the Spirit Grass with mixed feelings and gave Sheng Shining three.
At noon, Sheng Shining came to the small courtyard of the Young Master’s villa. Then, he refined and consumed those Spirit Grass with Sheng Shi’an. Young Master was sunbathing on the balcony outside the dining room while reading an ancient book. Sheng Shining said to Sheng Shi’an, “Grandma Wang told me something. I think it might be useful to tell you.”
Sheng Shi’an was focused on refining the Spirit Grass. Upon hearing this, he nodded nonchalantly and said, “Speak.”
Sheng Shining moved closer to Sheng Shi’an and said in a low voice, “Grandma
Wang said that Young Master actually has a twin sister called Wang Yuran. She’s also a Beast Tamer.” “Oh really?”
Sheng Shi’an finally stopped.
He turned around and looked at the young master, who was on the small balcony. The young master looked like he was asleep and had a thin blanket between his legs.
Sheng Shi’an turned around and asked Sheng Shining, “What happened after that?”
“The Wang family is a business family that has many enemies. The Wang family produced a Beast Tamer, Wang Yuran, who became a thorn in the side of their enemies. Last year, Wang Yuran wanted to participate in the Sheng family’s disciple selection event, so Young Master personally drove her there. However, they had a car accident. The car exploded and fell into the Divine
Sea.”
Thinking of the young master’s sister, who he had never seen before, Sheng
Shi’an said, “Could it be that Young Master’s sister has already…”
“Yes.” Sheng Shining nodded and told Sheng Shi’an, “Grandma Wang said that when the car exploded, Wang Yuran who self-destructed her Beast Heart and pushed Young Master out of the sea of fire and into the Divine Sea, while she died in that explosion.”
Sheng Shi’an stared at Young Master’s legs and said, “Then Young Master’s legs were injured at that time?”
“Yes, I heard that he was seriously injured and his legs were broken. If we find a high-level pharmacist to treat him, he might be able to stand up again.” Sheng Shining nudged Sheng Shi’an and said, “Brother, although Young Master looks taciturn and difficult to get along with, he gave us a job and has never mistreated us. When we get a million-year salary and save money to enter the Divine Realm Academy, after our cultivation levels increase, we should hire a high-level pharmacist to treat Young Master to repay his kindness. What do you think?”
Even for aristocratic families, it was very difficult to come into contact with high-level pharmacists in the cultivation world. Furthermore, powerful pharmacists lived in the Cang Lang Continent and the Hundred Herbs
Continent. It was only these years that cultivators in the Holy Spirit Continent began to learn about pharmacy.
If he wanted to treat Young Master’s leg, he could only hire a high-level pharmacist from the Great World.
Sheng Shi’an nodded and said, “We’ll do as you say..”