Chapter 917: Chapter 917

"That's right. Our Tianshan Sect isn't particularly strong in martial arts. Although we have the Mountain Protection Array, it's still just a low-tier formation. However, the Four Corners Ice Formation is a top-tier formation. With it, our sect can enjoy a century of peace and stability," Bai Xue said earnestly.

Lin Chen's lips curled into a devilish grin. "Want the Four Corners Ice Formation? Well, you'll have to show me some sincerity."

"What do you want?" Bai Xue asked, staring at Lin Chen.

Lin Chen's gaze swept over Bai Xue's figure—the S-shaped curves, skin as white as jade, and a face that looked as if crafted by the heavens.

But alas, the woman before him was already a century-old granny.

The thought of her age made it difficult for Lin Chen to maintain any interest.

He couldn't help but worry that, at the height of his enjoyment, she might suddenly revert to looking like a skeletal old lady.

"What can you offer me?" Lin Chen asked with a smile.

Bai Xue bit her lip and suddenly knelt down. "If you're willing to teach me the Four Corners Ice Formation, I am willing to become your disciple. From now on, the Tianshan Sect will follow your orders."

Seeing Bai Xue kneeling on the ground, Lin Chen was stunned. He quickly helped her up.

"You're being too abrupt. Such a grand gesture—I'm not worthy," Lin Chen said, speechless.

"If you don't accept me as your disciple, I won't get up," Bai Xue said stubbornly.

Lin Chen was at a loss. After all, she was a hundred-year-old elder. Letting her kneel wasn't appropriate.

"Fine, fine, I agree," Lin Chen said with exasperation.

With that, Lin Chen grabbed pen and paper and wrote down the chant for the Four Corners Ice Formation.

Holding the chant in her hands, Bai Xue's face filled with ecstatic joy.

"Thank you, Master," Bai Xue said with a smile.

Lin Chen looked helpless. "Senior Bai Xue, with your advanced age, isn't it a bit inappropriate to take someone as young as me as your master?"

Bai Xue gave a faint smile. "What's inappropriate about it? Even Senior Zhao Xiaohua treats you with such respect. I'm sure becoming your disciple will be worth it."

As she spoke, a trace of smug satisfaction appeared on Bai Xue's face.

Lin Chen was speechless, suddenly feeling like he'd been duped.

Now that he was Bai Xue's master, he'd naturally be duty-bound to help the Tianshan Sect should trouble arise.

"Lin Chen, I just got a call from home. My sister's condition isn't looking good," Wang Yushan's anxious voice called from the doorway.

Bai Xue cupped her hands toward Lin Chen, smiling. "Master, I'll take my leave."

As her words fell, Bai Xue vanished from sight in the blink of an eye.

Lin Chen was left speechless. If only Bai Xue had been a young woman in her twenties, he might have taken her as his own instead of accepting her as his disciple.

At this moment, Wang Yushan stumbled into the room.

"How could this be? Did your sister take some kind of medicine? Without external interference, that poison shouldn't activate," Lin Chen said, puzzled.

"I don't know. Lin Chen, please, I beg you—save my sister!" Wang Yushan sobbed as she clung to Lin Chen's arm, her tears streaming uncontrollably.

"Don't worry. Let's go now," Lin Chen said.

Lin Chen got into Wang Yushan's sports car. Along the way, she drove like a madwoman, running multiple red lights.

"Yushan, slow down. Calm down," Lin Chen said, his heart nearly leaping out of his chest. If they got into a crash, he'd die unjustly.

After a wild sprint, what should have been a one-hour drive only took Wang Yushan thirty minutes.

When Lin Chen saw the lavish mansion before him, he couldn't help but exclaim internally.

"Wow, looks like your cousin's family is loaded."

"Of course. The Tian family is one of the top three conglomerates in Zhonghai," Wang Yushan retorted with a glance at Lin Chen.

The Tian family mansion was practically an estate, shaded by lush trees and adorned with vibrant flowers. The décor was upscale, luxurious, and opulent.

There were even several uniformed security guards at the gate, giving the place the aura of a palace.

As the two got out of the car, a middle-aged man who looked like a butler walked over. "Miss Yushan, you've arrived."

"Yes! Uncle Tian, how's my sister?" Wang Yushan asked urgently.

"Your sister should be fine now. Young Master Tian Ci brought Master Tianlun here. Thankfully, he stepped in and saved Miss Tian Li's life. Right now, the master is in the guestroom discussing her condition with Master Tianlun and some invited medical experts."

"Master Tianlun?" Wang Yushan frowned slightly.

"Miss, the master instructed that, once you arrive, you should head to the study to keep the young lady company. If she wakes up, it'll be good for the two of you to talk," said Uncle Tian.

"Alright then," Wang Yushan replied. She knew her uncle had spent a fortune this time, hiring famous Chinese and Western medical experts from across Zhonghai to treat Tian Li.

Just as Wang Yushan was stepping forward, the butler stopped and asked, "And this gentleman is?"

Wang Yushan smiled. "This is the Divine Doctor I brought to help my sister. With him, my sister's poisoning will surely be cured."

The butler looked at Lin Chen and froze.

He had assumed Lin Chen was some kind of bodyguard but was surprised to hear he was brought to treat the young lady's illness.

Lin Chen extended his hand. "Hello, Uncle Tian. My name is Lin Chen, Yushan's friend."

The butler reluctantly shook Lin Chen's hand, an awkward smile on his face. "Hello, Divine Doctor Lin. I've heard of your reputation, but I didn't expect you to be so young."

A trace of disdain flickered across Uncle Tian's face. After all, in his worldview—particularly in traditional Chinese medicine—age correlated with skill. Lin Chen, barely in his twenties, couldn't possibly be that competent. How good could his medical skills be?

Uncle Tian silently felt relieved. Thank goodness Young Master Tian Ci had invited Master Tianlun. Otherwise, relying on this unreliable young Divine Doctor, the young lady's fate would truly be precarious.

Lin Chen had long noticed Uncle Tian's disdain but didn't care. After all, his youthful appearance often invited skepticism. He was confident that once he took action, Uncle Tian would be left utterly speechless.

"Didn't you say Tian Li's condition was critical earlier? How did she suddenly get better?" Lin Chen asked curiously.

Uncle Tian chuckled. "We must thank Master Tianlun for that. Initially, he administered a medicinal concoction to her, but it caused her to vomit blood. Luckily, the master's acupuncture skills were unparalleled. Just a few needles, and her condition stabilized."

Lin Chen's brow furrowed. "He performed acupuncture on Tian Li?"

"Of course. Master Tianlun is a renowned figure in traditional Chinese medicine. After just a few needles, the young lady isn't bleeding anymore and is recovering quite well."

A deep worry emerged in Lin Chen's eyes. He had a sinking feeling that the Tian family might have encountered a swindling charlatan. Tian Li's originally stable condition was likely exacerbated under this so-called "master's" treatment.

As they spoke, they arrived at Tian Li's bedroom. Seeing her lying in bed, her body covered in silver acupuncture needles, Lin Chen's face darkened ominously.