Lingxu, Sword Coffin, Blind Swordsman

A dark-skinned man wearing a sleeveless, black, long shirt was rapidly approaching, using his hands to propel himself forward.

The man had a resolute face, etched with wrinkles and lines, and no legs below his waist!!

Using his hands for support, the man's height barely reached the waist of others.

Yet, he desperately sprinted with his hands, even lifting his body off the ground, his gaze fixed on the young boy visible through the gaps between people's legs.

Finally, the man arrived before Li Guanqi and Zhou Zijun.

Seeing Zhou Zijun covered in blood, the man immediately checked his injuries, surprisingly not flying into a rage!

Before Zhou Zijun could speak, the man 'sat' on the ground, looking up at Li Guanqi, his dark skin coated with a layer of grayish-white powder.

However, the man's eyes were distinctly black and white, as pure as those of a newborn infant.

The man, supporting himself with his hands, slowly bowed to Li Guanqi.

"Zhou Chuan, thank you, senior, for saving my son."

Li Guanqi became even more curious about the two.

Because the Zhou Chuan before him… was a genuine True Immortal Realm cultivator!!

Yet, the man's aura was completely absent, his dantian shattered with several cracks, his immortal essence leaking, and his meridians broken.

That he wasn't dead… was already a miracle!!

Although Zhou Zijun's injuries were no longer visible, the bloodstains on his forehead and body were still flowing.

The man's first reaction wasn't to harbor malicious speculation or suspicion towards Li Guanqi; he quickly realized that Li Guanqi was the one who had helped Zhou Zijun.

Li Guanqi stood up straight and slightly cupped his fist towards Zhou Chuan.

"Li Congxin."

Meng Wanshu walked to Li Guanqi's side from the crowd, her beautiful eyes also filled with doubt.

"This is my wife, her surname is Meng."

Zhou Chuan nodded slightly and said softly.

"Thank you, Young Master Li, Miss Meng."

The man, with a solemn expression, pursed his lips and said in a deep voice.

"If you two don't have anything important to do, I advise you to leave Jianshui Ancient City as soon as possible."

"The Luo family is powerful; it's not worth it for you to get involved for the sake of us insignificant people…"

At this time, Li Guanqi also noticed the slave mark behind Zhou Chuan's neck!

The light purple mark was very similar in style to the patterns on Luo Ming's purple robe.

Li Guanqi smiled.

"If Brother Zhou is worried about this, there's no need…"

"My wife and I are aware of the situation."

Zhou Chuan didn't try to persuade him further upon hearing this; he could sense that Li Guanqi and his wife had an extraordinary bearing.

"If you two don't mind, please come to my home and rest for a moment before leaving."

Meng Wanshu was a little surprised that the man would say this.

Li Guanqi thought for a moment and didn't refuse.

Zhou Chuan smiled, and he quickly used his hands to propel himself, leading the two through the winding alleys.

The dark and damp alleys were filled with puddles, and the air was extremely humid.

Soon, the group arrived at a small courtyard deep in the alley; the courtyard wasn't large, only about two zhang in length and width.

The cramped environment was somewhat disheartening, but even in such a small courtyard, books and bamboo scrolls were piled up everywhere.

Zhou Chuan pointed somewhat embarrassedly at the two wooden stools next to the stone table.

"Please rest for a moment, I'll go get you some water."

After speaking, the man stepped over the threshold and entered the room.

Zhou Zijun, with his inconvenient legs, looked at the two with a bright smile and said.

"Please… please sit."

Meng Wanshu had obviously realized what the man was going to do and didn't say anything.

Li Guanqi was touched by the surrounding environment.

Zhou Zijun, mired in the mud and with a crippled body, could still say to a dignified young master of the Luo family, 'My heart is higher than your three mountains!'

Li Guanqi looked at Zhou Zijun with a gentle gaze and sincerely asked.

"Why… why would you say that to a young master of the Luo family who holds such a high position?"

Zhou Zijun was standing opposite Li Guanqi at this time, frowning very seriously and whispering.

"Isn't it right to say that?"

"Should I be obsequious and let him humiliate me just because he's a young master of the Luo family?"

Li Guanqi frowned slightly, momentarily at a loss for words.

In his understanding, a 'normal person' would fear authority and strength.

Especially since they were in the Immortal Realm, an Immortal Realm where… people eat people, an Immortal Realm where strength is paramount!!

Although Zhou Zijun couldn't control his body, his mind was clearer than anyone else's.

Despite being only six or seven years old, he had independent thoughts far beyond those of his peers.

Zhou Zijun turned around with a trembling body and looked at the short figure busying about in the room.

His eyes were more determined than ever before.

His voice was even more forceful as he softly spoke.

"My father once said something to me."

"When he used all his strength to lift me above his head, I would never be inferior to anyone in this life."

"And all I can see are the stars in the night sky, not the mud under other people's shoes."

These few short sentences shook Li Guanqi's heart and stirred up a storm in his mind.

He saw a young boy with bright eyes, who didn't feel inferior because of his family background, his body, or his father's disability.

Instead, he was like a seed rooted in the mud, striving to grow upwards.

When he turned around and saw Zhou Chuan's shoulders shaking in the room, secretly wiping away tears.

At this moment, the term 'fatherly love' became concrete.

Li Guanqi suddenly felt a slight soreness in his nose and his eyes were a little red.

It seemed… he seemed to have never possessed fatherly love.

Not to mention such deep love.

At this moment, Li Guanqi suddenly felt that the young boy in front of him seemed to be richer than himself.

And inside the room, Zhou Chuan, who was originally preparing to pour water for the two, suddenly slammed his head against the ground with a thud!!

The man buried his head very low, tears wetting his face, and his voice trembled with sincerity.

"I beg the immortal to lead my son… onto the path of immortality, to attain eternal life!!"

Zhou Zijun saw Zhou Chuan kneeling on the ground and shouted loudly.

"Dad!! Dad, what are you doing!!"

Zhou Zijun walked towards the room in a panic, staggering and falling to the ground.

He didn't understand what the path of immortality or eternal life meant.

He just didn't want his father to kneel on the ground so humbly, begging others.

Perhaps worried that Li Guanqi would look down on Zhou Zijun's current foolish appearance.

Zhou Chuan choked with sobs and trembled as he said with his head bowed.

"My son has excellent talent, but because the Luo family launched a murderous attack on my Zhou family back then."

"When Jun'er was still in his mother's womb, the other party used vicious methods to cut off my son's path to longevity!!"

"If the immortal has a way to open up my son's blocked meridians, my son's talent will definitely not be inferior to those geniuses from the Ten Lands!!"

Li Guanqi stood in front of the courtyard door, taking several deep breaths in a row to suppress the emotions in his heart.

Meng Wanshu came to his side gently, patting his back lightly, her palm tightly holding his hand.

Meng Wanshu said softly.

"Zhou Zijun is a good seed, but we… can't take him away yet."

Li Guanqi sighed softly, naturally aware.

Zhou Chuan was previously a True Immortal cultivator with a respectable status.

Now, in order to find a way out for his son, he addressed him as immortal, his posture extremely low.

From the performance of those vendors before, Li Guanqi also guessed some things.

The Zhou family… must have had quite a bit of influence in this Jianshui Ancient City before.

But he didn't know what exactly happened here.