『Status: Updated to Chapter 1106: Adopted Son』
『Content Summary:
Eight years ago, Li Daofeng donated his bone marrow to save Jiang Xueyao and became a live-in son-in-law for the Jiang family. In return for his kindness, they repaid him with cruelty, digging out his spine and abandoning his corpse in the wilderness. Eight years later, at the wedding ceremony where Jiang Xueyao remarries, Li Daofeng makes a powerful return. The path to dominance begins.』
Chapter 1: A Master Descends the Mountain
Taixu Mountain!
In a cave dwelling nestled on a cliff that pierced the clouds resided a human with terrifying strength! He wandered the world beyond, carefree and untethered!
Yet, such a god-like figure was currently being driven to the brink of losing his Daoist composure by a young man.
"You little bastard, get out! I never want to see you again!"
"Eight years! Eight years! Do you have any idea how I’ve survived these eight years?"
"I’m begging you as your master—you’re already incredibly powerful, just go down the mountain! I want to live a few more years!"
The old man looked at the young man before him with a woebegone face, bowing and pleading.
"Master, I’m scared. I don’t dare go down. The world below is too dangerous! They harvest kidneys without anesthesia! I’m terrified!"
"What the hell are you afraid of? Others should be afraid of you!"
"And stop mentioning kidney harvesting! I’m scared of that, too!" The old man looked genuinely traumatized.
"Master..."
"Get out!"
"Are you leaving or not? If you don't, I’ll drop dead right here for you to see!"
The old man grabbed the stone stool at his feet and slammed it against his own forehead with a series of dull thuds. Immediately, his head split open and blood began to spray.
"Don't! Master! Okay, I’ll go!" Li Daofeng was frightened by the old man’s frantic behavior.
"Get out! Get lost now!"
The old man waved his hand, forcing Li Daofeng out, tossed a parcel at him, and slammed the cave door shut.
Finally, peace at last!
Eight years! The old man had been driven mad by Li Daofeng. The thing he regretted most was bringing this monster back from the north.
The monster's talent for cultivation was simply demoralizing. Everything the old man had spent his life mastering—martial Dao, medical Dao, astrology, and divination—this bastard Li Daofeng had mastered in a mere eight years.
In some areas, he had even surpassed his master!
It made the old man feel like he had nowhere to hide his face. If he didn't chase Li Daofeng away, he felt he would be driven to his death by this wretch sooner or later.
"Phew! That little brat is finally gone! Heaven have mercy..."
...
Outside the cave, Li Daofeng looked at the tightly shut door with deep reluctance. Finally, he knelt, kowtowed three times, and leaped off the towering cliff.
He closed his eyes and let the wind carry him. He relaxed his body, allowing himself to freefall down the ten-thousand-foot precipice.
The wind cut at his handsome face like knives, and scenes from the past flooded his mind.
Eight years ago, he was just an eighteen-year-old boy, a young man fresh out of college, full of longing and hope for a beautiful life. Back then, he was as innocent as a blank sheet of paper, believing that people were always sincere and that society was full of harmony.
Back then, he only knew that cucumbers were for eating and wood ear mushrooms were just a dish. On Christmas Eve, he only knew to eat apples, not bananas.
But soon, he was given a harsh lesson by reality.
While out observing the world, he saw a blood donation bus and, without a second thought, got on and donated 400cc. While pressing a cotton swab, ready to leave, he saw Jiang Xueyao, the granddaughter of the Jiang Group chairman. She had congenital leukemia, and since no family members were a match, they were recruiting donors to save her life.
The chairman of the Jiang Group offered a tempting condition: whoever matched and saved his granddaughter’s life would marry her as a reward.
Li Daofeng, in a fit of impulsive idealism, agreed to donate his bone marrow. It didn't matter if he married a beauty or not; he just had a good heart. He couldn't just watch such a cute, pretty girl perish.
He was lucky enough to be the only one among many to be a perfect match. The surgery was a success, and Jiang Xueyao was saved.
To repay the debt of life, Jiang Xueyao married Li Daofeng, and he became a live-in son-in-law for the Jiang family. He thought his life was destined for greatness, that he would become a man who could thrive on his own terms. But reality told him that for as full as his dreams were, the reality was just as skeletal.
After they married, the Jiang family claimed Jiang Xueyao’s health was still fragile, so they never shared a bed. In that wealthy household, his status was even lower than the dog the old master kept—at least the dog was fed by servants and allowed to be at the table. He didn't even have that privilege.
What he never expected was that in their quest to speed up Jiang Xueyao’s recovery, the Jiang family set their sights on the rest of his bone marrow.
Using "training" as an excuse, they had Jiang Xueyao take him to the north for a business trip. One night, while they were alone, she prepared a candlelit dinner, and he was drugged. He thought that night would finally be his chance to be with her. But after drinking a glass of wine, he drifted into a daze. When he woke up, he was lying in a cold valley.
His bone marrow had been drained, his spine had been half-excavated, and he had been left for dead in the wilderness.
As Li Daofeng lay on the brink of death, an old man with the air of an immortal saved him. The old man replaced his spine with that of a python, allowing him to survive.
He then took the old man as his master, and thus, the Li Daofeng of eight years later was born.
In these eight years, he had been reborn. He had mastered peerless martial arts, and his medical skills were nothing short of miraculous. Through eight years of grueling training, he had not forgotten the Jiang family’s ungrateful, treacherous actions, nor had he forgotten that snake-hearted woman.
Eight years! Every moment, he had thought only of revenge.
...
His feet touched the ground lightly. He reached out and caught the parcel.
He opened it, and inside was a letter left by his master.
"Little brat, I’ve given you all my assets. This Dragon Token is the supreme authority of the Yan Country’s Empress! It can mobilize the five thousand Divine Maidens; every one of them is a formidable warrior!"
"This purple card has no limits—swipe it anywhere! It can be used anywhere in the world!"
"This is the Crane Divine Needle. Eighteen needles in total—one needle creates a hell, capable of killing invisibly or bringing the dead back to life!"
"I’ve included the recipes for the Youth-Preserving Pill and Beauty Pill, which will keep women forever young. It’ll make you a favorite among them; you’ll find it useful!"
"Oh, right! About that spine—don't really think it’s just a python’s. It’s the spine of a Flood Dragon from the bottom of the East Sea! It’s a Dragon Vein! The Flood Dragon was fierce; now that you have its spine, you’d better be careful. If you really can’t hold back, find your senior sisters, otherwise you won't be able to handle it!"
"Read the rest yourself!"
"As for your revenge, I have only one thing to say: if they deserve to die, kill them. There’s nothing more to discuss! Such ungrateful people deserve their end!"
"Remember! You are the successor of Daoist Taixu! After you descend, don’t tarnish my reputation! If you don't like someone, crush them. As long as I am alive, the sky will not fall!"
Looking at the letter and the items in the parcel, Li Daofeng knelt and kowtowed several more times.
"Master! I will never forget your kindness. Once I have taken my revenge, I will return to serve you!"
Chapter 2: Sir, I Want...
After descending the mountain, Li Daofeng didn’t rush to seek his revenge. Instead, he boarded a flight to Wancheng.
Wancheng, Yan Country, was where his home had been.
Three months after he was victimized, his master had told him that his parents and sister had died in a car accident that was beyond saving...
Thinking of this, two strands of killing intent shot from Li Daofeng’s eyes. It was as if he wanted to pierce the heavens and demand an answer for why this had happened.
"None of you will live! I will make you feel what true despair is!"
Li Daofeng clenched his fists. A terrifying power radiated from within him, making his clothes flutter without a wind.
Just then, a faint voice reached his ears.
Li Daofeng withdrew his aura and looked to the side. He noticed the person sitting next to him was a mature woman dressed in very light, revealing clothes. She had a long ponytail, skin as white as snow on her neck, and wore a professional uniform that hugged her full figure—she looked exactly like a powerful, career-driven woman.
Currently, the woman’s face was pale. She held her chest with one hand, her expression pained. The buttons on her shirt were undone, revealing a deep cleavage.
Seeing Li Daofeng, the woman said with a face full of agony, "Sir... help me..."
"What kind of request is that? Right here?" Li Daofeng said, stunned.
He’d only been in the mountains for eight years; had society become this open? Could people do that kind of thing in full view of everyone?
In Li Daofeng’s surprised gaze, the woman nodded.
"Right now? Right here? Are you sure?" Li Daofeng asked, dumbfounded, three times in a row. He had to be clear about this; after all, he was a decent man.
"Quickly..."
"I... well... beautiful lady! Isn't this a bit inappropriate? I’m a decent person! How about we go to the restroom? It would be more convenient there."
As Li Daofeng stood there in a daze, the woman pointed at the small bag at her feet!
While he was still confused, a woman dressed like a secretary walked in from behind the business class curtain and shouted angrily:
"You filthy pervert! What kind of nonsense are you spouting! Our CEO Huang wants you to pass her the medicine in the bag! You disgusting creep, what are you thinking? Why don't you just die?"
"What?"
Li Daofeng’s face turned crimson instantly! Damn it, he had completely misunderstood.
The secretary, Li Xuemei, glared fiercely at Li Daofeng. "Filthy pervert, why haven't you passed the bag yet? Our CEO Huang has heart disease! Can you afford the consequences of wasting time? Give it here!"
Li Daofeng finally reacted and quickly handed over the bag from beside his feet.
Li Xuemei immediately dug out a small pill bottle, poured out two pills, and fed them to the gasping woman. After taking the medicine, the woman’s complexion improved significantly.
"Phew!"
The woman lay back in her seat and let out a long breath. After a while, she opened her eyes and said, "Thank you, sir! My name is Huang Wenyin. May I ask your name?"
"Li Daofeng!"
"CEO Huang! Why are you thanking this disgusting pervert? Do you know what he just said?"
Li Daofeng wasn't happy when he heard that.
"Miss! If you’re going to call me a pervert, could you please drop the 'disgusting' part?"
"Hmph! You’re still arguing? You are a disgusting pervert! If we weren't on a plane, I would’ve torn that filthy mouth of yours apart for the things you just said!" Li Xuemei said indignantly.
She then complained to the CEO: "CEO Huang, how many times have I told you to keep your life-saving medication on you? You just never listen. What would have happened if there had been an emergency?"
"It’s fine! It’s an old ailment from when I was young! It won't kill me."
As Huang Wenyin spoke, she recalled the conversation she’d just had with Li Daofeng, and her pretty face flushed red.
"Won't kill you?"
Li Daofeng sat down and said coldly, "Miss, you probably don't know what kind of illness you actually have. If you did, you wouldn't say that."
"Hey! You disgusting pervert, what are you saying? What do you mean?" Li Xuemei demanded angrily.
"Sir! What did you mean by your remark just now?" Huang Wenyin’s expression also darkened.
"It means nothing more than what I said. Your illness isn't congenital heart disease at all. It’s necrotic heart meridians! It is a fatal condition. If you don't find a way to treat it, I’m afraid you won't live for another three months!" Li Daofeng said.
"You disgusting pervert, how dare you curse our CEO! Do you want to die? Do you know who our CEO is, talking such nonsense!"
"With our CEO's status, she’s been examined by countless famous doctors in hospitals around the world! A disgusting pervert like you, what do you know? Necrotic heart meridians—does such a disease even exist in this world? I think your brain is the one that’s necrotic!"
"Are you trying to use this to get attention because you think our CEO is beautiful? Let me tell you, pervert, your tactics are outdated!" Li Xuemei insulted him directly.
Li Daofeng couldn't be bothered to deal with her. He turned to Huang Wenyin and said, "If I’m not mistaken, when your illness flares up, your chest hurts severely, accompanied by difficulty breathing, coughing, and other heart failure symptoms. In severe cases, you have clouded consciousness, pale skin, cold limbs, excessive sweating, and even symptoms of shock!"
"And these symptoms have been worsening over the past few years. The frequency of the attacks has no pattern; sometimes a tiny trigger is enough to set it off! The dosage of your medicine is constantly increasing, but it’s not as effective as it used to be, right?"
Upon hearing this, Huang Wenyin’s expression shifted from displeasure to astonishment. "You... how do you know that?"
"Don't worry about how I know! Everything is because you’ve been treating necrotic heart meridians as heart disease! While the medication controls the symptoms, it actually accelerates the necrosis of your heart meridians! You could have lived to thirty, but now you’ll only make it to twenty-six!"
"Judging by your breath and facial features, you must be nearly twenty-six this year, right? So I conclude that if you don't find a cure, there will be no salvation for you!"
Before he could finish, Huang Wenyin’s face turned even paler, and her body began to tremble slightly.
"CEO Huang! Don't listen to this disgusting pervert! This guy is obviously a con artist. Claiming he can tell your age from your face! Who does he think he is, a fortune-telling master? He’s probably just a paparazzi! CEO, you must not believe him!"
Li Xuemei saw Huang Wenyin’s condition changing and rushed to comfort her.
However, before she could finish her sentence, Huang Wenyin began to convulse violently. Her breathing became rapid, her eyes rolled back, and she finally lost consciousness.
"CEO! What’s wrong? Please don't scare me... CEO! Wake up..." Li Xuemei panicked, frantically shaking Huang Wenyin’s body.
"Stop shaking her! That will only make her die faster! Her heart meridians are necrotic, and her vital energy is blocked. The life force in her body cannot circulate and is leaking away rapidly! In less than ten minutes, she will surely die!" Li Daofeng said, frowning.
"What did you say?"
Chapter 3: The Old Li Family Residence
"Someone! Is there a doctor here? Help!" Li Xuemei screamed.
The flight attendants soon arrived. After asking about the situation, they made an announcement on the PA system to see if there were any doctors on board, but to no avail.
The closest airport for an emergency landing was still thirty minutes away!
For a moment, Li Xuemei was so terrified she started crying.
Seeing Li Daofeng, she looked at him as if he were a straw to clutch in a drowning sea. Sobbing, she said, "Mr. Li, please, save our CEO! You could see the illness, you must be able to save her! I beg you!"
"Didn't you just say I was a con artist and a paparazzi?" Li Daofeng said unhurriedly.
"Mr. Li! I was wrong. I was blind. Please, show mercy to someone as small-minded as me. Please save our CEO! As long as you can save her, you can punish me in any way you like!"
Looking at Huang Wenyin, whose breathing was becoming increasingly difficult, Li Xuemei couldn't stop the tears streaming down her face.
Li Daofeng’s kindness was innate. Even after having his spine broken, he hadn't really learned his lesson. Whenever he saw a woman crying, his compassion would overflow.
Added to that was the core principle of the medical Dao he had studied. Faced with a life-or-death situation, he couldn't just stand by.
Without another word, he reached out toward Huang Wenyin.
"Stop! You... what are you doing!" Seeing Li Daofeng’s actions, Li Xuemei quickly intervened.
"You asked me to save her! How can I do that if I don't touch her? Your CEO has necrotic heart meridians; of course, I have to treat her from the chest!" Li Daofeng said helplessly.
"But... you can't..." Li Xuemei hesitated.
She wanted to tell Li Daofeng not to take advantage of Huang Wenyin, but she was afraid of offending him.
"Hmph! Put away your filthy thoughts! And please respect my profession. I am a physician! In the eyes of a doctor, there are only patients, not men and women!"
Li Daofeng spoke righteously. However, when his hand touched Huang Wenyin, he admitted to himself that he was being a beast—he almost made a decision that would have betrayed his ancestors.
Secretly biting the tip of his tongue, he managed to clear his mind.
He then channeled the medical Qi he had cultivated into Huang Wenyin’s heart meridians.
But to completely awaken her necrotic heart meridians, Qi alone wouldn't be enough; he would need to use his Crane Divine Needle and supplement it with medicinal decoctions.
Still, the Qi he had channeled was enough to temporarily suppress her condition and prevent another flare-up for a short time.
As Li Daofeng’s Qi entered her body, the life force leaking from Huang Wenyin’s heart ceased. Huang Wenyin felt a warm, flowing heat moving inside her; it felt numbing and incredibly comfortable, and she subconsciously let out a soft moan.
"Damn! Is this a test of my willpower?" Li Daofeng muttered to himself.
That seductive sound nearly made him, a man who hadn't seen a woman in eight years, lose his composure. He recited a mantra of clarity to stabilize his mind.
He continued to channel Qi, suppressing her condition. As the Qi entered, Huang Wenyin’s breathing stabilized, and her face regained its rosy hue, though she remained unconscious.
"Alright! Your CEO is fine for now! But if you want to cure her completely, it will take more effort. I have things to attend to. If you are willing, come find me at the old Li family residence in Wancheng!"
The flight announcement had already begun to broadcast that the plane was landing.
When the plane landed and the cabin door opened, Li Daofeng stepped out.
Not long after he left, Huang Wenyin regained consciousness.
"CEO! You’re finally awake, you scared me to death! How are you feeling now?" Li Xuemei asked, overjoyed.
"Hmm?"
Huang Wenyin took a deep breath and moved her body, her eyes widening in surprise.
"Why do I feel so much lighter? My breathing is clear, and the heavy feeling in my chest is gone! I feel like I have energy again!"
Li Xuemei was delighted, and in her excitement, she recounted how Li Daofeng had saved her.