Chapter 102: Linglong Arrives at the Door

  Qin Lang saw the situation and knew that if he continued to be humble, he would end up in a disadvantageous position. So he changed the subject and said: "Master Hua, although I helped you unblock your meridians, considering your current physical condition, it's best for you to go back and rest immediately. Or go to the hospital for a thorough examination, which would be even better."

  Old man Hua waved his hand and said, "No rush, no rush. This old bone of mine has been resting every day, and I'm already fed up with it. It's rare that today I met you, Xiao Qin, not only did you broaden my horizons, but also pulled this old bone of mine back from the gates of hell. Whatever you say, I must thank you properly. How about this? You probably haven't had breakfast yet, right? Let me invite you to have breakfast with me?"

  Qin Lang immediately felt a rumble in his stomach. His original plan was to finish boxing and then go home to replenish his nutrition and sleep, but because of Master Hua's appearance, he had delayed until now, and his stomach was growling with hunger. So he didn't stand on ceremony and nodded in agreement.

  The two had just left the park when, coincidentally, Little Wang also rushed over here in a hurry. When he saw Old Man Hua with a spring breeze on his face and no signs of illness, Little Wang's eyes almost popped out, and he almost subconsciously wanted to run towards Old Man Hua. Fortunately, the older man appeared in time and stopped him, pulling him quietly aside.

  "Kun Ge, what about Lao Shou Zhang?" Little Wang looked puzzled.

  The older man known as Kun Ge shrugged and smiled wryly, "Lao Shou Zhang is fine now, we can both breathe a sigh of relief."

  "But...” Little Wang raised the medicine bottle in his hand and said, “Every time the old captain gets sick, he needs this medicine to suppress it. How did he get better on his own this time? And what were you just pulling me for? We should be sticking close to the old captain now, preventing any more accidents from happening.”

  Kun Ge helplessly said: "It's not that I want to drag you along, these are all the old captain's instructions. Didn't you see the old captain chatting with that little kid?"

  "That little guy lives near Old Chief, I know. Didn't seem like there was anything special about him before, but that set of punches he threw today was pretty good, majestic and extraordinary." Little Wang said with a smack of his lips.

  "Haha, it seems we both underestimated him. That kid is not only good at fighting, but also knows how to heal. The old chief's sudden heart attack was cured by him. It's unbelievable, in just a few seconds, the kid completely restored the old chief back to normal." said Kun Ge.

  Xiao Wang's eyes widened in surprise, "So formidable? What's the origin of this kid? Kun Ge, do you want me to investigate his identity and prevent any harm to our old leader?"

  "Uh, although we've already investigated the neighbors around Lao Shou's place many times, we still can't be too careful. This kid is not simple, let's go back and thoroughly investigate his background again. You take care of this matter." Kun Ge nodded thoughtfully.

  Breakfast shop.

  Qin Lang didn't show any courtesy to Old Man Hua, and ordered a full table of breakfast dishes, the quantity was enough for ten adults to eat their fill.

  But the way he wolfed down his food, which fell into Old Man Hua's eyes, didn't make this old man feel surprised at all, and even made him quite pleased with Qin Lang's eating habits.

  "Tsk, tsk, tsk, indeed a young person, look at your appetite, it's even stimulating mine. Come on, eat more, if it's not enough, order some more. For someone like you who practices martial arts, the physical consumption is enormous, so it's essential to replenish sufficient nutrients in time." The old man said with a smile.

  Qin Lang didn't say much either, nodded and started eating voraciously.

  A gust of wind rolled up the remaining clouds, Qin Lang patted his belly and let out a satisfied belch. He smiled at Old Man Hua and said, "Thanks for breakfast, Grandpa Hua. I'm full."

  Old Master Hua waved his hand and smiled, "A simple breakfast is nothing compared to the great kindness you've shown me. I'll invite you to a proper dinner at my home another day."

  Saying that, the old man looked at his watch and said: "Oh dear, it's getting late, Xiao Qin you have to hurry up and get ready for school, or else you'll be late."

  Qin Lang shook his head and said: "I'm taking a leave of absence, I don't need to go to school, but I have to go back to sleep. If I don't get some rest, my energy won't be able to keep up."

  Grandpa Hua didn't know that Qin Lang was taking a medicinal bath, and thought he was practicing martial arts, which led to excessive physical exhaustion, requiring timely sleep compensation. So, while nodding his head, he said: "That's indeed necessary to rest as soon as possible, but Little Qin, at your age, practicing martial arts is important, but the body is even more important. I've seen many martial artists overexert themselves, resulting in their martial skills improving, but their bodies prematurely deteriorating. You must take this as a warning."

  Qin Lang knew that Old Master had misunderstood, but he didn't intentionally go to explain either.

  After returning home, Qin Lang immediately entered deep sleep to replenish his depleted energy. When he woke up at noon, he began repeating the life of soaking in medicinal baths again.

  Time just passed day by day.

  Every day, Qin Lang's body was undergoing obvious changes.

  Every little change indicates that Qin Lang's body is developing in a good direction, from a young man with not much vitality to a strong and robust young man.

  In the blink of an eye, the whole process of soaking in the medicinal bath has come to an end.

  The last piece of medicinal herb was thrown into the wooden barrel by Qin Lang, and it was already the 28th day, which meant that this bath was over, and Qin Lang's comprehensive physical conditioning in this stage would come to an end.

  It's half past two in the afternoon.

  The weather is fine and sunny.

  In the courtyard, Qin Lang was soaking in a wooden barrel, as usual. His entire head was shrouded in medicinal mist, making his face somewhat blurry and unclear.

  The body hidden in the barrel, stark naked, whether it's the twisted posture of the body or the overlapping handprints, is another brand new action.

  Completely different from the previous movements, Qin Lang's Baptism by Fire technique was constantly changing and improving. The improvement of his skills also meant progress in his cultivation.

  After his skin and flesh had fully developed and he had cultivated his bright jin, Qin Lang continued to work hard, allowing his bones and tendons to also reach a high level, thereby cultivating his dark jin.

  But today is a crucial moment, Qin Lang's tempering of his muscles and bones has reached the most critical moment.

  Once his muscles and bones are fully formed, Qin Lang's body will be completely restored. The purpose of soaking in the Fourteen Sons' Muscle Nourishing Broth for these days has also been fully achieved.

  Compared with the last time, Qin Lang's breakthrough this time was different. He didn't make any special movements or sounds, and instead looked calmer than ever before.

  Neither the medicinal mist nor the medicine broth in the bucket has anything special about it.

  But in fact, the real change is hidden where the naked eye can't see. If someone were to measure the water temperature in the bucket with a thermometer at this time, they would be surprised to find that the medicinal broth in the bucket not only hasn't lost any heat, but is actually slowly increasing, as if there was a heating element in the water that is constantly warming up the medicinal broth in the bucket.

  The only foreign object in the barrel was Qin Lang, and it was clear that this heating body belonged to no one else but Qin Lang.

  At this time, Qin Lang's body, every muscle and bone, was vibrating violently with a mysterious rhythm, bringing out a large amount of heat from his pores into the surrounding medicinal broth, which is why the temperature of the medicinal broth showed an unusual phenomenon of increasing instead of decreasing.

  "Knock knock knock..."

  Just as Qin Lang was focusing on his final sprint, the gate of the courtyard suddenly rang out.

  Qin Lang in the barrel furrowed his brow, at this moment, he couldn't care about anything else, so he didn't plan to pay attention to the person knocking on the door outside.

  But Qin Lang didn't open his mouth, and the person knocking on the door outside didn't seem to want to give up either. At first, the knock was relatively gentle, "thud thud thud", but later, when the door couldn't be opened, it became clear that he was getting anxious, and changed to slapping the door with his palm, making a series of "slap slap slap" noises.

  "Strange, isn't Qin Lang supposed to be at home?"

  Outside the door, Qi Lingrong muttered in confusion.

  Just as she was about to give up knocking, a voice sounded beside her ear, "Hey, it's you, miss. You're here to see Xiao Qin, right?"

  Qī Línglóng turned her head and smiled, "Hello, Auntie."

  She recognized this was the auntie who gave her directions last time.

  "Ah, okay, okay." The aunt smiled and walked over, saying: "Xiao Qin is a pretty good young man, girl, you'd better hurry up, such a good young man can't be missed."

  It seems that Qin Lang's casual favor has come in handy after all. As soon as this aunt appeared, she began to speak well of Qin Lang.

  Qī Línglóng's face suddenly turned red, and she wanted to explain that her relationship with Qín Lǎng wasn't what the other woman thought it was. However, thinking of the previous lesson, she knew that explaining herself to this woman wouldn't have much effect, so she simply didn't bother to explain.

  "Auntie, isn't Qin Lang at home? I've been knocking on the door for half a day and no one has opened it," asked Qi Linglong.

  "No way." The aunt shook her head, recalling what she had seen and heard when she ran into Qin Lang half a month ago. She said with great certainty: "He must be at home. I walk around this neighborhood every day and haven't seen Little Qin leave the house. However, you should keep an eye on him, miss. Last time I saw him bring back a whole car of groceries from the supermarket, and he hasn't left the house since. Could it be that he's addicted to gaming and doesn't want to go out? My old colleague's grandson is like that too. Games can be really harmful, we can't let them ruin such a good young man."

  Play games?

  Qī Línglóng found it somewhat unbelievable. Her younger brother was actually fond of this sort of thing, but as far as she knew, Qín Lǎng had never touched such things before.

  So she subconsciously denied the aunt's guess.

  But thinking of what his mother had said, Qin Lang bought a truckload of food and returned home, then closed the door and didn't come out. She couldn't help but feel suspicious.

  After some deliberation, a thought suddenly occurred to him: "This guy must be trying to win the high school entrance exam bet against me, so he's been studying hard in secret!"