C17 A Cautious Immortal Cultivator

At the restaurant adjacent to the Han Residence, Lo Yingying was seated by the window.

She had witnessed Jee Faang's recent act of rescue, her eyes now brimming with respect and admiration for him.

As an immortal cultivator, she could acutely sense the woman's body gradually healing.

It was astonishing how a simple needle and thread could conceal such an abundance of the Spirit of the Tao and Qi!

Observing Jee Faang employ the methods of mortals to heal the woman and child, it was perplexing. He possessed the capabilities of an immortal, which could have easily resolved the issue, yet he chose to rely on the techniques of a common physician, expending his spiritual energy.

Indeed, the Great Dao is found in simplicity, and one can understand the Tao through personal experience.

Who else could match such skill and understanding?

Many immortal cultivators strive to attain the pinnacle of cultivation, yet the truly enlightened return to the mundane, immersing themselves in the ordinary world.

Such enlightened beings are beyond the comprehension of ordinary cultivators.

Lo Yingying gazed out the window at Jee Faang, who had finished his rescue and departed.

"Today has been enlightening!" she murmured, standing slowly and bowing in respect.

The rest of the day passed without incident.

The following morning, as dawn broke, Bai Ningjun finished her ablutions and set out in the direction Jee Faang had taken when he left the Han Residence.

Despite Jee Faang's ordinary appearance, Bai Ningjun was curious, especially after witnessing the respect shown by Duan Rou.

Could someone capable of saving a life with surgical precision and earning the respect of the proud Lo Yingying truly be just an ordinary person?

Bai Ningjun had a premonition that this journey would be fruitful, perhaps the most significant of her life.

She traced the path Jee Faang had taken from the Han Residence the day before. Given Jee Faang's reputation, it didn't take long to locate his shop, The Literati Herb Hall.

As Bai Ningjun was about to knock, a voice caught her off guard.

"Senior Sister Bai? What brings you here?" Duan Rou asked, surprised.

"Junior Sister Rou?" Bai Ningjun turned to face her.

Bai Ningjun, taken aback, replied, "I've come to visit a friend of our Master. Are you here for the same reason?"

"Yes, my parents and I have come to pay our respects to the esteemed master," Duan Rou replied.

"Your parents accompanied you?"

Bai Ningjun glanced at the two middle-aged individuals standing next to Duan Rou and greeted, "I am Bai Ningjun, a junior. It is an honor to meet Patriarch Duan and Senior Zhou."

Her heart raced with anxiety. Patriarch Duan, a Nascent Soul Stage expert, was visiting this young master. This suggested that the young master was someone of extraordinary significance.

What treasures could this unassuming shop possibly hold?

She was baffled by the recent events. The Duan family had been challenged by the Sword Demon, and neither her master nor Duan Tongxuan should have been a match for him. Yet, here he was, seemingly unscathed. How could that be?

With so many questions swirling in her mind, she was at a loss for how to begin asking them.

Duan Tongxuan smiled and said, "You must be Old Granny Bai's daughter, right? To have reached the Foundation Establishment Stage at such a young age, you are indeed a prodigy."

"Patriarch Duan, you..." Bai Ningjun's expression soured as she stared at Duan Tongxuan in disbelief.

Previously, Duan Tongxuan had referred to her mother as Senior Bai. Now, calling her Old Granny Bai implied that Duan Tongxuan had ascended to the Out-of-Body Stage!

"Indeed, I have ascended to the Out-of-Body Stage," Duan Tongxuan confirmed with a smile.

This revelation left Bai Ningjun even more astonished.

The Nascent Soul Stage and the Out-of-Body Stage were leagues apart. With Duan Tongxuan's advancement, the Duan family's power had significantly increased, elevating them beyond the status of a minor clan.

What was the nature of this sudden breakthrough? Could it have been the assistance of a high-level expert?

"There's no need to overthink it. I was fortunate to receive a treasure from a venerable figure, which aided my cultivation," Duan Tongxuan explained.

Regrettably, the painting gifted by the expert had been damaged during his duel with the Sword Demon. The thought of the damaged painting filled Duan Tongxuan with sorrow.

Encountering him at the doorstep only reinforced Bai Ningjun's belief that the residence housed a person of great expertise.

"In truth, this isn't the home of my master's friend. I came to visit after witnessing this young master revive someone on the brink of death using a mortal technique."

"Senior Bai, Young Master Jee's real name is Jee Faang. He's all about living a simple life. Please, try not to overreact when you meet him," Duan Rou gently advised.

She then approached the door and knocked with deference, "Young Master Jee, are you there?"

Knock! Knock! Knock!

Jee Faang was in the backyard, enjoying a simple breakfast he'd prepared himself. As he was about to bite into a strip of radish, he paused, his attention drawn to the door by a familiar sound.

It struck a chord with him.

Considering his scant circle of friends, it didn't take long for him to pinpoint the source.

An eyebrow quirked in recognition. "Ah, the lavish female cultivator from the Immortal Sect."

Setting his chopsticks aside, he rose and made his way to the door.

Meanwhile, Duan Rou and her companions stood properly at the entrance, waiting in silence.

Duan Tongxuan, a formidable presence in the Transcendence Realm, now seemed more like a reserved student eager to learn, showing none of the airs one would expect from a cultivator of his stature.