Out of fear of death, Invest Everything into Health-Chapter 155 - 106: Hidden Depths, Entwined Life and Death

Fan Qi immediately became restless, wanting to dodge away.

Fan Wubing pressed him down, "Just leave it to me."

Fan Qi was shocked. No matter how he exerted his strength, he couldn't break free. He felt like two mountains were pressing down on him, making it impossible to move. He thought to himself, I'm a Martial Arts Ninth-Grade Grandmaster, not much weaker than a Golden Core Cultivator, so how come I can't even resist?

Soon after, he felt a warm sensation enveloping his waist, as if a hand made of water was gently yet penetratingly massaging back and forth between his muscles, fascia, bones, and meridians.

He suddenly relaxed completely, never feeling so comfortable before. All of his fatigue seemed to dissipate.

Unbeknownst to him, an entire hour passed by.

Fan Qi woke up with a jolt and saw Fan Wubing smiling at him from the side, "What was that just now?"

Fan Wubing said, "I helped you smooth out your qi and filled in some gaps, just take care for a few days and you'll fully recover."

"Fully?" Fan Qi's eyes widened, "I've seen many doctors, and none could fix this problem. Can it really be resolved completely?"

Fan Wubing chuckled, "What do you think your son learned at the Eternal Immortal Sect?"

"But I've met my share of cultivators. I even invited a Late Stage Golden Core physician before for treatment, but it didn't help."

"Oh, Dad, don't overthink it. I have my own methods."

"Yes, that makes sense, hahaha—" Fan Qi felt physically and mentally relaxed, more joyful than ever in years, "This time, let's see what your uncles and aunts have to say. They've been complaining all these years about you not writing home."

Fan Wubing admitted with embarrassment, "That's indeed my fault, I should have written regardless."

"In my view, only those without skills would constantly worry about home. And only those without skills would expect their son to worry about them. Haven't all the exceptional children flown to the skies?"

Seeing that his son was doing well in every way, Fan Qi couldn't be happier.

Fan Wubing inquired, "By the way, Dad, what were those people here to discuss this afternoon?"

Fan Qi replied, "You don't need to concern yourself with that, I'll handle it. There's no need for you to step in. Just the fact that the Prime Minister of Canglang Country visited our Fan Family today will keep me busy for quite a while."

"Really? I do have some skills now; I'm still good at fighting."

Fan Qi shook his head, "I may not be as good as you in cultivation, but when it comes to managing the family, I have confidence. Using force to suppress is the simplest and most effective method but often not the best one. There's no need for you to confront them; the rivalry between the Fan Family and other families is far from reaching the point of physical confrontation."

He smiled and continued, "You came back this time with a Little Princess. Those people must be anxious and will soon start investigating your situation at the Eternal Immortal Sect. Once they figure out your achievements, they'll quickly start making friendly overtures to the Fan Family."

"I see."

"Those folks have never been a cohesive group. Whoever gains the advantage, they'll rally behind."

Fan Wubing nodded, thinking over this carefully and feeling there's no issue, realizing that his father's position as the Patriarch was genuinely earned through skill.

Compared to these matters, Dad clearly cared more about his son's relationship issues, "Speaking of which, what's really going on between you and Manman? She likes you, right?"

"Yes, she does. Anyone can see that."

"And you? I can't quite figure you out. The Prime Minister also brought this up today, hinting at trying to match you two. What do you think? Your old man has already given away the bracelet meant for your future wife, don't tell me it's all a misunderstanding."

Fan Wubing froze... so you said everything, leaving me nothing to say. His face turned a little red, "Dad, you don't need to worry about this. Manman's path as a cultivator is broad, and I'm not bad myself; we won't get entangled in romantic affairs."

"Then what's your attitude?"

"She's young, not even fifteen yet! What attitude do you expect me to have? In other places, this would be frowned upon."

"Well, it's precisely the age for young love."

Fan Wubing said, "In any case, don't worry, I'll handle it properly."

"Handle it?" Fan Qi squinted and pondered for a moment, "Oh, I understand. Kid, you're not just dealing with Manman, are you?"

Fan Wubing was shocked, how did he figure that out so quickly, "This… you're truly my father, huh."

"As if there'd be any doubt!" Fan Qi laughed in exasperation, "Such stinginess. Over these years, I've been worrying about whether you're eating well, if your health is alright, never knowing you've been doing so well at the Eternal Immortal Sect. With more than one girl around, you didn't even write a letter to update me, so I, your father, only get to hear about my son's news through rumors."

Fan Wubing shrank back a little, "Didn't you say not to worry about the letter writing?"

Fan Qi waved his hand, "Forget it, forget it, my son is outstanding, it's normal for him to be admired. But I have to tell you, kid, if the girls are all good girls, once you truly like someone and exchange affections, don't let them down. Understand?"

Even though Fan Wubing was already at the Nascent Soul stage, he was still somewhat subdued by his father's authority, so he replied solemnly, "I understand!"

"I'm waiting to have grandchildren."

"Dad, you're still so young, don't think about old man matters just yet. Also, Dad, have you considered remarrying?"