Xiang Jian Jiang Nan

I come from the human world;
Here I seek for eternal youth;
Cultivating in the way of immortality;
Shedding blood with martial arts;
I use my sword to slay all my enemies;
Riding on the wind to cast my saint soul.

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The Dangerous Cultivator

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Yuan Qinghua almost spilled the bowl of medicine onto the ground when he saw Xu Yi sitting coldy by the bedside. He quickened his pace and stepped towards the bed, anxiously saying, "Lie down, lie down. The doctor said that the damage to your internal organs was not light. You have to rest."

He barely finished his sentence before Xu Yi grabbed the bowl of medicine and threw it out the window. "Rest my foot. How could I not know how badly hurt I am from an injury I inflicted on my own? On the other hand, you rascal, to think you would just leave me at the doctor's and then run off on your own!?"

"What? Self-inflicted injury? What do you mean? Ah, I understand!"

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