Chapter 132: Pointing Fingers and Giving Orders

"Hm?" Hearing Zhang Ning shout, Chu Hanyu turned around, looking puzzled. "What is it?" Zhang Ning was nearly driven to madness by his nonchalance; he grabbed Chu Hanyu’s hand, intent on dragging him to the hospital.

Chu Hanyu stood firmly in place, unmoving. He blinked and asked, "What's the sudden rush? Didn't we say earlier that the nature of this minor world is quite strange, and it would be best to rest for a while before taking any action?"

"It’s not about that, Master..." Zhang Ning struggled to tear his gaze away from the oozing, blood-stained wounds. Frustrated and anxious, he began to scratch his head while frantically explaining the dangers of infection and fever to his master.

Chu Hanyu remained calm. "It is not so serious. Besides, the power of my primordial spirit has begun to recover, so there is no need for such panic."

Zhang Ning found it impossible to reason with someone who didn't understand the terror of an infection. He couldn't exactly scold his master or bluntly tell him, "You aren't as powerful as you used to be; you’re just a mortal who can get sick now." If he said that, his master would surely give him a beating.

Desperate, a flash of inspiration suddenly struck Zhang Ning. He puffed out his chest, trying to look proud, and said, "Master, don't you want to see what an intensive care unit in a modern world is like? The one Senior Brother built in the sect was modeled after those on Water-Blue Star, and this world is quite similar. Don't you want to take a look? Also, hospitals are truly remarkable—many illnesses that would be fatal in the Azure Realm can be treated here!"

Chu Hanyu was taken aback by this, then couldn't help but chuckle softly. He looked at Zhang Ning, silent for a moment.

Zhang Ning felt bewildered by his laughter, and a nameless fire ignited within him. "Master, stop laughing! This is a serious matter! And don't try to use your charms on me—it won't work! No matter what, you are coming to the hospital with me today!"

As soon as the words left his mouth, Zhang Ning regretted them; it was a bit impulsive and flippant.

Sure enough, Chu Hanyu’s expression chilled. "So, a smile from me is 'using my charms'? Xiao Ning, your resolve is still lacking; you need more training."

Zhang Ning was momentarily stunned, actually thinking his master was discussing his mental fortitude. But when he met Chu Hanyu’s smiling eyes, he understood everything: his master was simply teasing him!

Before Zhang Ning could react, Chu Hanyu added, "Do I look like such a stubborn person to you? We are starting our cultivation from scratch, so of course, we must be cautious and mindful of our bodies. Since you feel it is necessary, we shall go to the hospital tomorrow. It is too late now; any commotion at night will only attract unnecessary attention."

Zhang Ning's anger vanished instantly. He subconsciously looked out the window; the sun had completely set. This farmhouse was in a remote area, and trekking to a hospital now was clearly impractical. Was he supposed to have his master fly there? Zhang Ning felt a wave of shame. He was worrying needlessly—what kind of person was his master? Of course he understood these things.

Seeing Zhang Ning lower his head, Chu Hanyu looked at the crown of his head and said, "Using your Senior Brother to pique my curiosity... Xiao Ning, next time you have a suggestion, just say it directly. I will respect your wishes."

A warmth spread through Zhang Ning’s chest. He felt his master was being... impossibly sweet today! Almost unlike his usual self. He stammered, "Master, I... I’ll go prepare some things!" and dashed out of the room.

Watching his fleeing back, Chu Hanyu thought that Zhang Ning was truly the most adorable of his disciples—perhaps because he was the youngest? His other senior disciples would never dare to dictate his actions, but this only highlighted Zhang Ning's sincerity and spontaneity.

Chu Hanyu shook his head, lay down on the soft bed, and began to silently consolidate his primordial spirit. It was clear that he remained the same cultivation-obsessed fanatic he had always been.

In truth, what Zhang Ning saw was the result of years of Chu Hanyu tempering his temper. He appeared stern, imposing, and untouchable like a high-mountain flower, but in reality, he loved to play and stir up trouble. He loathed any form of restraint and was born with the heart of a mischievous demon. The few words he used to tease Zhang Ning were a true glimpse into his nature.

Chu Hanyu was not nearly as cautious or worried about this minor world as he had claimed to Zhang Ning. Deep down, he was composed, even eager for what was to come. The experience in the forest had caused ripples in his long-tranquil heart, as if someone had tossed stones into a still pond.

Even the years of sparring only with those of his own level and rarely stepping into the mortal realm seemed boring to him now.

Chu Hanyu raised a hand to block the light from the incandescent bulb, then slowly splayed his fingers. The light fell upon his peerless, handsome face, and he whispered to himself, "A brand new world..."

Although Chu Hanyu had visited minor worlds attached to the Azure Realm—sometimes refining them, sometimes conquering them—those worlds were never far from the Azure Realm’s celestial orbit (a lesson learned from the Immortal Venerable Zhao Nan, who had gotten lost for hundreds of years, making all other Venerables fearful of straying too far). While their customs differed slightly, they still shared much with the Azure Realm. A world like this was a first for him.

"So, what is it that you truly want? Or rather, what do you want me to see?" The image of that mysterious, powerful figure seemed to flicker before his eyes.

The strange, effortless method that had forced both him and Zhang Ning to transmigrate without any resistance had to be the work of that mysterious powerhouse.

And now, after gifting him the Source Crystal, this happens... Was there a connection? Chu Hanyu began to ponder: could traveling to different minor worlds be the method for acquiring Source Crystals?

Just then, Zhang Ning finally pushed the door open. His claim of preparing things had been no excuse. Even though the area was desolate, the more remote the place, the better stocked the farmhouse was. After explaining to the elderly owner, Mr. Li, that they had been scratched in the woods, Zhang Ning successfully secured all the alcohol from the Li family's inventory. He then boiled water and brought in a clean basin and towels.

There was no helping it. Even though his master seemed obedient and had agreed to go to the hospital tomorrow, who knew if he would actually follow through? Adults could be even more difficult than children when they were being stubborn. Besides, even if they went tomorrow, they couldn't leave the wounds untreated today. If his master developed a fever in the middle of the night, what would he do?

Returning to find his master lying on the bed with no intention of speaking, Zhang Ning assumed he was too weak to move. Anxiously, he reached out to touch Chu Hanyu’s forehead. Finding the temperature normal, he let out a sigh of relief and said solemnly, "Master, I am going to clean your wounds now. Tell me if it hurts." Seeing Chu Hanyu nod, he began his work.

Chu Hanyu watched Zhang Ning’s small, expressionless face, observing how intently he cleaned the wounds, as if he were the older of the two.