Yun Yang slept in a daze and woke up to find that it was already bright outside.

Next to the bed, there is a middle-aged man with a slight mustache. He has one hand resting on his wrist, examining his pulse.

The senior martial brother has also returned from morning classes and is standing by the bed, watching.

"Yun Lin, I have been a disciple of the Xuan Yin Sect for thirty years. Over the years, the sect has had many disciples come and go. The disciples chosen by the sect may not all be exceptionally talented, but they are at least very gifted. Otherwise, they wouldn't have been selected at the Immortal Spirit Assembly. But this time, has your master made a mistake? This child doesn't seem to have much talent. Even his constitution is worse than previous disciples who joined the sect. In my thirty years at the Xuan Yin Sect, this is the first time I've seen someone from our sect fall ill due to a simple common cold."

Hui An had heard earlier that the Sect Master had taken on a new disciple, but he was always busy gathering herbs or refining medicines in the medicine pavilion, so he never had a chance to come out and take a look. Before they even reached the Immortal Spirit Assembly, the Sect Master made an exception and accepted a disciple. Hui An thought that this little disciple must have great potential, but it turned out that he fell ill from a minor cold.

As soon as Yunyang woke up, he heard this middle-aged man he had never even met before, looking at him with disdain and making derogatory remarks. Naturally, he felt unhappy in his heart. The senior brother had already said that it is normal to fall ill, so why does this old guy have the right to say something like "isn't falling ill a common thing for humans? I..."

He was about to get up, but was held down on the shoulder by Senior Brother, "Master Hui'an is currently examining your pulse, don't move around."

Looking at his angry disciple, Huian removed her hand from his wrist, stroked her own beard, and smiled, "It's normal for ordinary people to fall ill, but can someone who has entered the Xuanyin Sect be considered ordinary?"

Yun Yang finally understood. This old man simply did not value him because he was taken as a disciple due to personal connections with Wu Chen.

He really thought he could become a disciple of the Profound Sound Sect.

However, as he thought about it, his gaze fell back on his senior martial brother. In fact, being a disciple of the Xuan Yin Sect wasn't too bad.

"Senior Martial Uncle, please stop teasing him for now. How is his illness after all?" Yun Lin has joined the sect for these past years and has suffered various injuries from sect missions. Basically, it was Senior Martial Uncle Hui An who cured him. He also understands Senior Martial Uncle; although he tends to be harsh with his words, he doesn't have any malicious intent. Compared to his master and other senior martial uncles, he doesn't seem as serious."

Hui'an glanced at the child on the bed and then looked at Yun Lin. "The sun rose from the west side of Qixia Mountain this morning. It's surprising that my grandnephew actually cares about people."

Speaking of jokes, since I had the chance to tease Yunlin, I should also mention Yunyang's illness. "Actually, it's just a slight cold caused by the wind, but it's been a long time since I treated such a minor illness. I've almost forgotten the appropriate prescription. Once I prepare the medicine and finish simmering it at noon, you can come to the pharmacy to pick it up."

After speaking, Huian stood up and walked towards the door.

Yun Lin saw him off.

When they reached the doorway, Hui'an glanced once again at the child lying on the bed. "Actually, this child does have some talent. When I just diagnosed him, I observed his pulse and it seems that his spiritual roots have been artificially sealed. It will probably be quite difficult for him to cultivate in the future."

Yun Lin frowned, unexpectedly finding that his senior martial brother had also noticed this point. "Master mentioned this before, but we haven't found a solution yet."

Hui'an suddenly laughed and said, "Why didn't your master come to me when he couldn't find a solution? Seems like he has forgotten about his junior disciple. Go and tell your master to assign me a disciple after the Immortal Spirit Gathering this year. I will be the one to lift the seal on his junior disciple."