Heaven-Collapsing Start [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 11

Chapter 11

The bird hopping on the windowsill looked as common as any other, but what no one knew was that it was a tool specially bred by the Hidden Pavilion to communicate with the original host.

On the surface, it was the Hidden Pavilion; in the shadows, it was the Shadow Pavilion. The former was an intelligence organization, while the latter was responsible for assassinations and handling “dirty work.” Both were created by the original host and had gradually permeated the martial arts world.

It could be said that the misdeeds committed by the original host integrating intelligence and assassination owed a great deal of credit to these two entities.

Ji Liang sat in the chair by the window. He casually took a piece of pastry and crushed it; the bird poked its small head forward, spread its wings, and flew onto the tabletop to peck at the food.

Ji Liang withdrew his gaze, and his eyes moved to the bamboo tube in his hand. A slip of paper, twisted very thin, poured out from the tube.

His fingers rubbed it slightly as the paper unfurled. He lowered his eyes to look.

…

A few more days passed, and the matter of Ji Liang eventually leaked out. Regarding this, Ji Liang himself had no particular feelings; rather, it would be more accurate to say he had long since expected it.

The fact that Ji Liang was still alive returning from the dead was a major event that shocked the martial arts world.

“So, you knew about this long ago, didn’t you? This is simply preposterous!”

In the Martial Arts Alliance, Elder Wang whose status was second only to the Alliance Leader slapped the table in rage. Fortunately, he remembered not to use his internal energy, allowing the poor table to escape the fate of being shattered into pieces.

“The Alliance Leader is young and headstrong, but must you all follow him in being headstrong as well?”

The people Elder Wang was pointing at and scolding were the six individuals who had followed Gu Yun to rescue the Li siblings. However, they were later ordered by Alliance Leader Gu not to reveal the matter of Ji Liang to anyone.

Thus, facing Elder Wang’s rebuke at this moment, the group could only endure it with bitter faces; they couldn’t exactly push the responsibility onto the Alliance Leader.

The sight of them hanging their heads in silence once again infuriated Elder Wang. He simply whipped his head around to look at Li Xing, whose injuries had mostly recovered, and his expression softened slightly.

“You were the first to discover that rebel. You speak.”

Li Xing remained silent for a while before slowly speaking: “To tell the truth, I was also very surprised at the time. I didn’t expect that Young Master Ji… that Ji Liang, who was killed by the Alliance Leader’s sword, would still be alive.”

Li Xing continued: “However, I was critically ill and on the verge of death then. I only had time to tell the Alliance Leader that I saw Ji Liang; as for the subsequent situation, I am not very clear.”

Li Xing spoke the truth, and Elder Wang could hear it. After a long time, he let out a sigh.

“That rebel has now returned to the Ji Family Manor, has he not?”

Someone immediately answered: “Yes, likely for some days now. And seeing Ji Yan, the Master of the Ji Family Manor, he clearly intends to offer protection.”

The meaning within those words was more than obvious.

Yet, after a moment of silence, Elder Wang waved his hand and said: “Brother Ji’s character is something I still trust.”

“But” That person wanted to say more, but seeing Elder Wang frown in displeasure, he could only shut his mouth indignantly, grinding his teeth in secret.

Elder Wang scanned the room. The entire hall was filled with high-level brothers of the Martial Arts Alliance all people worthy of entrusting one’s back to. At this moment, regarding the matter of Ji Liang’s return from the dead, their expressions varied, but they uniformly refrained from offering an opinion.

Elder Wang finally spoke slowly, saying: “We shall wait for the Alliance Leader to return before making a decision on this matter.”

As for why Gu Yun took Dr. Dong to the Ji Family Manor, there was no need to state it plainly; everyone had already guessed.

With the previous Alliance Leader deceased and the new one succeeding him, setting aside whether Gu Yun was too young to shoulder such a heavy responsibility, there were those in the Martial Arts Alliance who believed in him, but naturally, there were also those who felt dissatisfied.

The person who had just spoken out was one such individual. He had followed the previous Alliance Leader for decades, exhausting himself for the Martial Arts Alliance, only to find a green boy sitting in the position of Alliance Leader. How could he be expected to accept this?

In his heart, even if it weren’t himself, it should have been Elder Wang who became the Alliance Leader of the Martial Arts Alliance.

That man thought resentfully, teeth clenched. When he thought of Gu Yun’s current location and his actions, he could no longer help but tighten his fists.

“Hmph!”

With a cold snort, he strode out of the hall.

Behind him, Elder Wang watched his departing back and shook his head, sighing: “Old Five’s temperament is still so impetuous.”

…

At this time, inside the Ji Family Manor, two days had passed since Dr. Dong diagnosed Ji Liang.

Under Gu Yun’s instructions and Mother Ji’s entreaties, Dr. Dong had temporarily stayed at the Ji Family Manor. To be honest, he was very interested in Ji Liang’s symptoms; therefore, after stroking his beard and pondering for a while, he nodded and agreed.

On that day, once Dr. Dong had laid out the reality, he stopped meddling in the affair. After all, what the final result would be was not something a doctor could decide.

However, through these two days of contact with Ji Liang, and recalling the polite and gentle Young Master Ji he had seen before, there seemed to be no difference between the two. If one were to say where the difference lay, it was that compared to his former spirited and high-flying youthful self, Ji Liang’s gaze now should be described as calm, rippleless, and indifferent to the world.

No matter which version it was, Dr. Dong found it hard to imagine that he would commit such… rebellious acts.

Although Dr. Dong had not seen it with his own eyes, the matter of Ji Liang had spread like wildfire through the martial arts world. Even after two months, the topic had not diminished, and the discussions were filled with nothing but vitriol.

Dr. Dong shook his head, and carrying several medical books in his hands, he walked into Ji Liang’s courtyard.

…

Ji Liang sat in the chair by the window frame. To his left was a small table, upon which several ancient books were stacked.

At this moment, Ji Liang held one in his hand, the pages turned open. The edges showed slight traces of wear, indicating that someone had frequently leafed through it.

Dr. Dong sat opposite him, stroking his medium-length white beard time and again. His half-squinted eyes revealed obvious pride.

“How is it?”

When Ji Liang turned to the last page and gently set the book down, Dr. Dong seemed unable to suppress his restless thoughts any longer and spoke impatiently.

Ji Liang gave him a flat look.

“Not bad.”

Dr. Dong immediately became smug, then coughed twice, feigning composure: “These are the three medical volumes I spent more than half my life writing. If others wanted even a glimpse, I wouldn’t be willing to let them.”

Although Dr. Dong spoke lightly, it was easy to imagine how precious medical books personally written by the Divine Doctor Dong would be in the eyes of the world.

Yet at this moment, he had brought them out so easily and handed them to Ji Liang to read, appearing as though he weren’t the least bit reluctant.

All of this was because Dr. Dong had inadvertently learned the origin of Ji Liang’s prescription.

Who would have thought that Young Master Ji, who was seen by his predecessors as a heaven-sent genius and exceptionally outstanding in martial arts, would also have such remarkable medical skill? Dr. Dong’s mood could only be described as complex, especially when thinking of the things that happened later.

A favored son of heaven falling from the clouds, or rather, stepping onto a crooked path by his own hand and creating his own sins what a pity!

Aside from his regret, Dr. Dong set everything else aside and instead developed a sense of mutual professional respect for Ji Liang because of his medical skill.

Ji Liang saw the change in him but didn’t pay it much mind. Since Dr. Dong brought his medical books for him to read, then he would read them. During his grounding, although the courtyard was peaceful and comfortable, it was still a bit boring with nothing to do.

Furthermore, even though he had experienced many worlds, seen many things, and accumulated much knowledge, every single thing regardless of its status had its own spark. Take medicine, for example; when comparing two systems regardless of quality, there are both deficiencies and places that make one’s eyes light up and are worth deep thought. It is not all the same.

Dr. Dong truly deserved to be called a Divine Doctor; his medical skill was indeed remarkable. Ji Liang could see it from the books; he was worthy of the title.

“Sigh”

However, at this moment, the Divine Doctor Dong, with his exquisite and high-level medical skill, sighed more than once.

To be honest, aside from the dead, there were few illnesses he could not treat. Even if someone were critically ill or poisoned by a rare toxin, Dr. Dong could pull them back from the gates of hell.

Yet at this moment, Ji Liang’s symptoms made him feel helpless for the first time.

“Life and death are determined by fate; Dr. Dong need not take it to heart.”

Ji Liang only spoke calmly, his expression serene and boundless from beginning to end, as if the person who was about to die were not himself.

However, Ji Liang knew in his heart that regarding fate he was more persistent than anyone, more than anyone else.