The first ray of morning sun pierced through the thin mist, casting shimmering light upon the stream.
The stream was crystal clear, with a few small fish swimming about, occasionally leaping out of the water, splashing tiny droplets.
The reeds by the stream swayed gently in the wind, and dewdrops slid down the leaves, falling into the stream with a soft “ding-dong” sound.
By the stream, a pile of charcoal was crackling, the firewood almost completely burned, leaving only glowing red embers emitting a warm light.
Above the charcoal, a wooden skewer was suspended between two simple wooden supports made of branches, holding a plump fish.
The fish skin was roasted golden and crispy, and oil slowly dripped from the fish onto the charcoal, making a “sizzle” sound.
The aroma of the fish, mixed with the smoky scent of the charcoal, drifted on the wind, making one’s mouth water.
On the open ground beside the fire, Chu Yi, Chu An, and Chu Yue lay lazily, patting their full bellies, their faces filled with satisfaction.
Chu Yi lay on his back, hands clasped behind his head, a blade of grass still dangling from his mouth, his eyes lazily gazing at the brightening sky.
Chu An lay on his side, one hand propping up his head, the other still lingering on his stomach, savoring the delicious taste he had just enjoyed.
His legs were amputated from the thigh down, his pant legs hanging empty on the ground, but he seemed not to care, a satisfied smile on his face.
Chu Yue was curled up between her brothers, like a sated kitten, a little oil stain from the roasted fish still on the corner of her mouth, a sweet smile on her face.
Her right hand was just a bare wrist, but she gently stroked her stomach with her left hand, appearing extremely content.
“Brother, this fish is absolutely amazing!”
Chu An let out a satisfied burp and smacked his lips, “It’s even more delicious than what I used to eat at Drunken Immortal Tavern!”
Chu Yue rolled over and scooted closer to Chu Yi, saying with a giggle, “Brother, your fish-roasting skills are getting better and better! Next time, let’s catch a few more, okay?”
Chu Yi spat out the blade of grass, reached out, and ruffled Chu Yue’s hair, laughing, “Alright, but next time you have to catch the fish. I don’t want to shiver from the cold stream water again.”
Chu Yue stuck out her tongue, pretending not to hear, and turned back to lie down.
Chu An burst into laughter, pointing at Chu Yue and saying, “Yue’er, don’t be lazy. Brother is right, it’s your turn to do the work next time!”
As the three joked and laughed, the breeze by the stream gently swept past, carrying a hint of coolness, but it couldn't dispel the smiles on their faces.
The embers of the bonfire gradually dimmed, leaving only scattered sparks twinkling in the morning light.
In the distance, occasional bird calls added a touch of vitality to the tranquil morning.
Chu Yi gazed at the rising sun, his heart filled with peace.
Chu Yi knew that such times might not last, but the present satisfaction and warmth were enough for him to cherish.
He sighed softly and whispered, “After this meal, let’s start treating your injuries.”
Chu An and Chu Yue both froze, a flicker of surprise and doubt in their eyes, quickly replaced by a hint of anticipation.
Chu Yue spoke timidly, her voice tinged with apprehension and unease: “Brother… can our injuries really be healed?”
She unconsciously rubbed her bare wrist.
Chu Yi didn't answer directly. He smiled, reached out, took Chu Yue’s wrist, and gently said, “Don’t worry, with Brother here, I will definitely make you two recover completely.”
Chu An looked up, his eyes exceptionally bright in the morning light: "Brother, we believe you."
Their experience in the dilapidated temple was still vivid in their minds.
Chu An and Chu Yue had witnessed their brother Chu Yi's body recover at an incredible speed; it was the regrowth of severed fingers!
Later, when they faced danger, confronting the deadly threat of the Old Beggar, a Martial Artist of the ranked Realm, they saw Chu Yi display miraculous abilities, even able to fix the Old Beggar in place, unable to move.
Since then, Chu Yi’s changes had been too astonishing. Although the two siblings were full of questions, they tacitly chose to remain silent.
They hadn't seen much of the world, but they knew in their hearts that their brother would never harm them.
Now that their brother was so powerful, their future lives would surely get better and better, so why bother digging for answers?
Sure enough, upon hearing Chu Yi's promise, although they were still full of curiosity, they didn't ask another question.
As such, Chu Yi was naturally happy not to have to bother explaining.
After all, his innate ability was too special; it was neither easy to explain nor suitable for publicizing.
Once word got out, who could guarantee that it wouldn't attract malicious individuals who might target his loved ones?
If that happened, this secret would not only fail to help the two siblings but would very likely become their death warrant.
Although the probability of such a thing happening was minuscule, it was always better to be safe than sorry, so caution was advisable.
In fact, Chu Yi's confident promise to heal his younger siblings' bodies was not without basis.
Ever since he eliminated the Old Beggar, he had been pleasantly surprised to find a large wave of yi points continuously flowing into his account, which was the source of his confidence.
【Lord of Yi Dao: Chu Yi】 (Occupies this position since the Awakening of this talent)
【Realm: None】
【yi points: 1010】
【Talent: Yi · Limitless, Karma as fuel, Transmigration through space and time, reversing Yin and Yang, all laws of the heavens can be easily changed】
As soon as Chu Yi thought of it, his talent 【Yi】 appeared before his eyes in a way he could understand.
“Just killing an Old Beggar earned me 1010 yi points?”
Chu Yi pondered inwardly, “It’s impossible to get so many yi points for every person killed. It might be due to the Old Beggar’s identity. The Old Beggar was not only a five-bag Disciple of the Beggar Clan but also the Stationed person in charge of the Beggar Clan here in Ping An County, controlling the Beggar Clan’s influence and Gang power in Ping An County. Killing him would definitely change the fate trajectories of many people.”
Chu Yi silently analyzed in his mind, trying to find the patterns and mysteries within.
Coming back to his senses, Chu Yi gently held Chu Yue's wrist, his movements soft and careful, afraid of hurting her.
As his fingertips lightly brushed the severed area, Chu Yue felt a warm current instantly surge through her body, an incredibly warm power flowing within her.
She subconsciously looked down and gasped in astonishment; her formerly bare wrist was growing bones at a visible speed, those bones growing rapidly and robustly like newly sprouted saplings.
Pale pink tendons intertwined like vines, and translucent skin, like thin snow melting in early spring, delicate and soft, covered the new hand inch by inch, as if clothing this new limb in the gentlest outer garment.
“Come, move your fingers.”
Chu Yi guided Chu Yue with a gentle expression, his voice soft and full of encouragement, as if accompanying her on the most important step of her life.
Chu Yue tentatively curled her fingertips; her newly formed knuckles were still a bit stiff, and her movements seemed a little clumsy, but they indeed obeyed her command.
Her eyes reddened, excitement and surprise intertwined within them—it was the joy of Rebirth.
She trembled as she used her right hand to catch the dewdrops sliding off a reed leaf; the water droplets shattered into sparkling points of light in her palm, those specks of light reflecting her current mood, radiant and beautiful.
At the same time, an astonishing change occurred in Chu An on the other side.
His empty pant legs suddenly swelled without warning, as if filled by an invisible force.
He first froze, then hurriedly lifted the fabric, only to see his left leg slowly extending and growing from the severed section. His new toes, adorned with morning dew, gleamed with a pearl-like luster in the sunlight—a pure and dazzling luster, like the light of life's hope.
He subconsciously wiggled his ankle, and the sensation he hadn't felt in seven years instantly surged through him. That familiar yet strange feeling tightened his throat, and his eyes became slightly moist.
The pain and despair of once losing his legs now transformed into the joy and excitement of regaining new life.
"Try walking a few steps."
Chu Yi’s voice remained steady, yet carried a reassuring power. Chu An pushed himself up from the ground, at first a little unsteady, his steps hesitant, like an infant just learning to walk.
But soon, he regained his former sense of balance, that familiar feeling gradually surging into his heart.
His eyes sparkled with excitement, and he suddenly rushed towards the stream, each step splashing water. The cautious gait he had developed due to his physical disability was rapidly fading, replaced by the joy and freedom of newfound life.
He ran by the stream, cheering, as if to reclaim all the freedom he had lost over the years.
Chu Yue was using her new right hand to comb her hair, which had been disheveled by the morning breeze, her movements gradually becoming smooth and natural from their initial awkwardness.
Her face was radiant with the happiness and contentment of surviving a great ordeal. The inferiority and pain she had once felt due to losing her right hand had now vanished like smoke, leaving only anticipation and longing for the future.
【yi points - 6 (Limb Regeneration)】
【Remaining yi points: 1004】