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"The damage to my meridians was quite severe, and I was constantly taking drugs and running around. It was really hard for my body to bear it."

"Clan leader, take Tian'er to his room first to stabilize his aura. I will go and refine a third-grade, mid-grade soul-restoring pill for him. If not, he will easily suffer injuries, which will have a great impact on his future cultivation."

After Zhang Zongyan stepped forward to investigate, he said with a serious expression, and then hurried to the alchemy room to refine the Rejuvenating Pill.

"Tian'er, let's go and heal your wounds first. We can talk about other things after you recover." Zhang Zongyu brought the bruised Zhang Chentian to the door of the training room.

"Grandpa, please don't tell my mother about this. I don't want her to worry." Zhang Chentian said weakly.

Then, he took out the bodies of the five men in black and said, "These are the people who attacked me. See if you can find out anything."

After saying that, Zhang Chentian entered the training room and went into seclusion to heal his injuries.

One month later.

As winter approaches, heavy snow has begun to fall in the north of Central China.

In the wind and snow, the world seemed to be frozen. The cold wind was like a wolf, howling in the mountains and fields. The snowflakes fluttered like elves, dancing in the air, and fell to the ground, covering the earth with a layer of white gauze.

"I've finally finished refining the Dragon Blood Pill. Combined with the second-level body-building elixirs I've refined over the years, I now feel like I can kill a Qi Condensation Middle Stage Black Water Demon Bull with just my physical body."

During the nearly ten months that Zhang Chentian stayed in the tower, he not only recovered from his injuries completely, but also refined the third-grade low-grade dragon blood pill he obtained from the Luo family's treasury, and practiced the Piaoxue sword technique and Xiaoyao step to perfection.

"Haha, now my strength has skyrocketed. If I meet those four again, I won't be so embarrassed. Now that I'm out of seclusion, I can find a reason to hand over the martial arts techniques in the Nine Profound Star Tower to the family."

Zhang Chentian said secretly.

When Zhang Chentian walked out of the training room, he saw his father Zhang Yihao standing at the door with a sword in his arms.

"Have you recovered from your injuries? Don't be surprised why I'm here. Your second uncle told me that after taking the Rejuvenating Pill, you'll be fully recovered in about a month."

"Let's go home first. Your mother is very worried about you. Go back first." Zhang Yihao said and walked outside.

Zhang Chentian looked at the resolute back in front of him and was deeply moved. His father never expressed his concern for him, but only hid it in his actions.

Thinking about it, he quickly chased after him and jokingly said, "Tell me, Dad, did you tell Mother? I know Grandpa would definitely not hide it from you."

"How could it be me? It was you, the brat, who flew back from outside covered in blood and was seen by several clan members. Now about one-third of the clan knows that you were seriously injured."

Zhang Yihao retorted.

"Hey, Dad, it's a misunderstanding. You have to help me later."

"Don't even think about it. How can I help you? I can't help you at all. You'll have to take care of yourself."

As he was talking, he arrived home. When he walked into the yard, he saw a beautiful woman who looked a little haggard teaching a boy about 12 years old how to shoot.

After seeing Zhang Chentian, he instantly came to his side.

"Tian'er, how are you? Have you recovered from your injuries? Are there any hidden injuries left?" Luo Qinghan took Zhang Chentian's hand and looked left and right.

"Mom, I'm fine now. I don't have any hidden injuries," Zhang Chentian replied with a smile.

"You can still laugh. What would I do if something happened to you this time?"

"I don't care. From now on, you must stay in the family and practice diligently. Don't go far away anymore..."

Zhang Chentian looked at Luo Qinghan, who was talking non-stop with red eyes, and secretly vowed in his heart that he must protect his family and clan.

"How can I do that, mother? I still want to lead my family to become the best in the world, and then take you to see all the beautiful scenery in the world and live a carefree life."

Zhang Chentian said with great ambition.

"Well said. You are worthy of being my son, Zhang Yihao. You have some of the style I had back then." Zhang Yihao said loudly.

"Hmph, I don't ask you to reach a high level in your cultivation. I just want you to be safe and sound, marry a wife, give me a big fat grandson, and then..." Luo Qinghan said to Zhang Chentian again.

"Okay, Han'er, Tian'er has just come out of confinement. You should say less and go cook." Zhang Yihao came to the rescue.

"Hmph, then I'll go cook first," Luo Qinghan was obviously unhappy that Zhang Yihao interrupted her.

"I'll go help, I'll go help," younger brother Zhang Chenlong happily followed Luo Qinghan to the kitchen.

Zhang Chentian and his son sat at the table.

"Tian'er, we haven't found out which force the people who attacked you belong to. These people are all Deadpools. It seems that the talent you exposed has aroused the suspicions of some forces." Zhang Yihao said with narrowed eyes.

"Fortunately, the others don't know your true talent, otherwise they would have sent more than just some people in the Qi Condensation Realm."

"This is similar to what I thought. But since there was a first time, there must be a second time. I don't believe they won't leave any traces." Zhang Chentian said with murderous eyes.

"Let's not worry about this for now, father. I was chased by a level three golden tiger to the bottom of a cliff in the Sunset Forest. I found some martial arts recipes in a cave there. Take a look," said Zhang Chentian as he took out several martial arts books from his storage bag and placed them on the table.

At first, Zhang Yihao didn't care, but when he saw the middle-grade Xuan-level Thousand Swords Technique, his eyes narrowed.

"Put it away, and come with me to see your grandfather after dinner."

After a while, the two of them finished their meal and headed to the family hall.

At this time, the family leaders gathered in the family hall. Zhang Zongyu, who was sitting at the first seat, was listening to the elders report on the family's situation this year.

"The family's net income this year is 32 low-grade spirit stones," reported Zhang Zongfeng, the fifth elder.

"Well, our family's income has increased year by year over the years. This is inseparable from the efforts of everyone here," Zhang Zongyu laughed with satisfaction after listening to the reports from his clansmen.

"Hahaha, Yihao and Tianer are here," Zhang Zongyu said to everyone when he sensed the two people standing at the door of the hall.

Then he waved his hand and opened the door of the hall.

"Greetings to the clan leader and elders," Zhang Chentian and his son saluted to everyone in the hall.

Zhang Yihao's cultivation and contributions are enough to make him an elder, but he doesn't want to deal with the huge amount of family affairs, so he just accepts the family's high-level tasks and kills monsters to practice.

However, Zhang Chentian needs to hide his cultivation level and not expose it.

"Chentian has come out of confinement. Is his recovery going smoothly?" Zhang Zongyu asked with concern.

"Thank you for your concern, Chief. Chentian's injuries have fully recovered," Zhang Chentian replied.

"Damn it, it must be the Wei family. They are really courting death by daring to assassinate the genius of my Zhang family," Zhang Zongxuan said angrily.

"The matter has not been confirmed yet, so we cannot make any rash definitions. Besides, the assassin has not revealed any evidence," said Zhang Zongyu.

"Hmph, if it's not the Wei family, who else could it be? Only the Wei family has a mortal feud with us. The Wei family must feel threatened and want to kill Chen Tian," Zhang Zongfeng snorted coldly.