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The Sun Jinfang, who was known in Xiling’s public opinion as a benevolent teacher, showed such arrogance, which surprised Tang Luo, so he could only give a wry smile to Mi Bai who was thanking him, “Don’t thank me Brother Mi. If only I had come earlier, you wouldn’t be suffering this arm loss.”

However, thinking about the 99 million millennium grade magical herbs in his Void Stomach, Tang Luo said to Mi Bai again, “Please rest assured, Brother Mi, I have a lot of magical herbs that can bring the dead back to life and restore flesh to bone. They will certainly allow your severed arm to regenerate, and you can once again handle brush and ink.”

But Mi Bai listened to Tang Luo’s words and smiled gently, “Thank you for your kindness, Brother Tang, but I really can’t bring myself to burden you with this cost, so let’s leave it be.”

“This is not negotiable!” Tang Luo raised his eyebrows and objected forcefully. “This has nothing to do with cost, and you shouldn’t feel indebted. Before his departure, Elder Xu entrusted me to take care of you. If he returned to find you missing an arm, blaming the Tang Clan, we can’t weather that storm.”

By attributing everything to Elder Xu, Tang Luo, who used sophistry, made it seem, not a matter of cost but made Mi Bai, who otherwise wouldn’t accept treatment for fear of incurring debt, consider the treatment as a favor to him and Tang family.

For him now, the cost-effectiveness of stacking the Undying Battle Body with spirit medicine was already very low. With the addition of the Five Elements Spiritual Pattern, Innate Qi started to regenerate endlessly and continually strengthening his body. But to push the Undying Battle Body to third grade, nearly nine million magical herbs were needed.

Therefore, Tang Luo did not intend to create a third-grade Undying Body, but gradually refine it with Innate Qi, so that he could gradually adapt to the control of the Undying Battle Body’s immense power, making his flesh and spiritual power equally important.

Even if 99 million magical herbs did not regenerate, it could create no less than a thousand fourth-grade Undying Battle Body owners for the Tang Clan. Therefore, to take out one of the mass of magical herbs to save his friend, to Tang Luo, was a mere effort.

Tang Luo originally thought that bringing up Elder Xu could shake off Mi Bai’s excuses, but he didn’t expect this usually gentle scholar to suddenly become obstinate, putting on his shirt with one hand and gently smiling, “This has nothing to do with Brother Xu, maybe it’s retribution. In attempting to forge a Divine Sword, Ouye met his death; in hoping to reproduce the magnificent mountain scene, I lost an arm.”

“I am fortunate to have drawn the ‘magnificent mountain’ and given it to my two good friends, yet I was greedy to draw another one for myself. My father used to say, ‘Do not exhaust yourself in your endeavors, for once you’ve exhausted your good fortune, it will soon be spent.\'”

Looking fondly at his empty sleeve, Mi Bai gave a bitter smile, “How could I, a mere being, have the audacity to collect such a wonderful view? What happened today is not the fault of others, I was just being greedy, and so I deserve this retribution.”

Sun Jinfang had already packed his medicine box. On hearing this, he shook his head and sighed. Sitting on the sidelines, Xiao Zheng had a complex look on his face. He wanted to say something, but he only sighed.

Hearing Mi Bai blaming what others have done wrong on himself, Tang Luo could feel a surge of anger roiling in his chest. But he knew he couldn’t blame Mi Bai because, for many ordinary people, they accept disaster and condition themselves to believe it is fate, their only way to fight against the world’s injustice.

Swallowing his vitriolic words, all Tang Luo could do was say, “Even if you don’t consider yourself, think about those children. Isn’t your dream to provide for all the orphans in Xiling? If you lose your right arm and can’t write or draw, how can you fulfill your dream? Even for them, you can’t give up on yourself!”

“No, I won’t.” Mi Bai raised his left hand and said, “Actually I have some savings, even if I lose my right arm and cannot paint, I can still find other livelihoods. Apart from calligraphy and painting, I have some knowledge of cooking. I can make food to sell and that would be enough to support the children.”

Tang Luo, was filled with anger by this, scholars could be stubborn like a mule. He teleported to Mi Bai, and his hand formed a blade, aimed at his neck.

Rendering him unconscious and taking him away for direct treatment was Tang Luo’s method of dealing with Mi Bai.

In persuading the wise, depend on extensive knowledge, depend on their narrative in persuading the dull, depend on their priorities in persuading the disputatious and this is their art! To deal with a stubborn gentleman, a simple and abrupt approach is often the only recourse. Tang Luo was afraid that if he continued to talk with Mi Bai, he might even be convinced that losing his right arm was a good thing.

With Mi Bai’s cultivation, he could only see the afterimage of Tang Luo left in the original spot. His hand was like a wind, the knife headed towards his neck with the most appropriate force. But this would-be knockout blow was blocked by a thin, frail hand.

It was Sun Jinfang who stopped Tang Luo’s hand blade intended to knock Mi Bai unconscious.

The palms of the two men intersected behind Mi Bai’s neck and produced a loud bang.

“Master Sun, I respect you because you treat the people of Xiling, and are benevolent to the public, but the act you just committed, I’m afraid you do not deserve to be known as ‘benevolent’!” Tang Luo’s eyes shimmered with cold light, and he was not afraid of the spiritual power value of more than 40,000 points above Sun Jinfang’s head.

Gently pushing away Tang Luo’s hand, the elderly Sun placed a well-arranged medicine box on his shoulder and said lightly, “Young prodigy, why must you coerce? Know that forcing others is not the act of noble gentlemen.”

It was only then that Mi Bai turned his head and looked at Tang Luo, with a full-face bitter smile, and bowed deeply, “Brother Tang, my heart is set, please don’t try to convince me any longer.”

Each of them seemed to have contemplated deeply, does helping a friend to regenerate a severed arm shift the blame onto me?

“I just don’t understand why you are not willing to accept treatment. Is it because the Tang Clan is your sworn enemy who razed your village? Even so, I can send a letter to Elder Xu, ask him to bring a Spiritual Herb, and then it should be acceptable.” Tang Luo looked at Mi Bai, somewhat agitated, “Your life’s pursuit is centered on calligraphy and painting. Just because of a few mad words from a lunatic, you gave up on yourself?”

“I have already killed that bastard and turned his body to ashes. He won’t disturb you any more. From now on, anyone in Xiling who dares to forcibly buy your paintings, I will stand up for you. For the sake of helping out, can you accept the treatment?”

On hearing that Mi Chu was annihilated, Xiao Zheng shuddered. He had fled on a chariot with Mi Bai when the Yan Ling grade attack was initiated. He originally thought that Tang Qian protected Tang Luo and fled back to the city, but never imagined that they had actually slain Mi Chu on the spot.