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How could he not want to stand up again? How could he not want to become a powerful expert? How could he not want to take revenge with his own hands?
However, after three years, he could only accept the reality of the situation.
"If all of this requires my father to spend the rest of his life in a wheelchair, I don't want it."
Yun Qianhao forcefully held back the light in his eyes and shook his head.
Putting aside the fact that he couldn't accept it at the cost of his father, he only had a thirty percent chance.
Even if he succeeded, in the future, he would not even be able to step into the Martial Marquis Stage.
With his understanding of that person, he would never be able to seek justice with his own hands in this lifetime. He would never have the chance to seek revenge with his own hands.
"If you want to stand up, there is actually a way you can do it, and you don't need your father to pay any price. But the process is very painful, and even people who are beaten down by iron will have a hard time surviving, or even have a slim chance of surviving." Du Shaomu looked at Yun Qianhao and said, "If you can withstand it, then you can stand up again, and you can also surpass your father and rise again!"
At this moment, Yun Zhenhai's body could not help but tremble.
For three years, he had never given up.
He was his son's hope. He looked for his son's last hope.
No matter what others said, there was no hope, and he had never given up.
Now, this hope had finally appeared.
In the past three days, Yun Zhenhai had personally witnessed how incredible Mr Mo's medical skills were.
Now that Mr Mo said there was a chance, there must be a chance.
He firmly believed in this!
"Qianhao, did you hear that? You still have hope. You can rise from the ashes and rise again. Did you hear that!"
Yun Zhenhai cried tears of joy as he held Yun Qianhao's shoulder.
"Mr Mo, is what you said true?"
Yun Qianhao could no longer remain calm. He looked at Wu Tie, who was standing in front of him. A ray of light that he forcefully suppressed emerged from his eyes, causing his body to tremble in excitement.
"Of course, it's real. But the process is too painful, and I'm almost dead. Do you dare to try it?" Du Shaomu nodded at Yun Qianhao.
Yun Qianhao's body was trembling. He clenched his fists tightly as veins started popping out on the back of his hands.
After three years, all he had heard were helpless replies. He had also accepted this result, hoping that his father wouldn't have to worry about him again in the future.
However, this did not mean that Yun Qianhao was willing to resign to his fate!
He truly wished to be able to stand up, cultivate, and become an expert again. This had been his dream since he was young.
"There's nothing that I don't dare to do. No matter how difficult it is to endure, no matter how great the pain is, I'm willing to die for it!"
Without any hesitation, Yun Qianhao looked determined.
Yun Qianhao would be willing to accept any great pain, even if it meant a 90% chance of survival, without his father having to pay a price, being able to stand up and cultivate again.
Wu Tie nodded his head and then said to Yun Zhenhai, "This method really has a slim chance of survival. Other than that, are you willing to let your son try?"
"Mr Mo, I'll stay with him!"
Yun Zhenhai's gaze was as determined as his son's. He knew his son, so he pulled his son's shoulders and pinched them emotionally, looking at his son with four eyes, a tacit understanding between father and son, and said to Wu Tie: "People of my Yun Family can die, but no matter what happens, I have never been afraid of them."
"Alright." Du Shaomu nodded.
"Mr Mo, when are we going to start? Also, whatever medical fees Mr Mo needs, even if my Yun Family is to go bankrupt, even if you sell me, this old life of yours, you will still gather all of it." Yun Zhenhai asked.
Looking at the Yun Family father and son duo, this father-son relationship caused some distant memories to surface in Du Shaomu's mind.
In his previous life, when he was on Earth, he remembered that when he was sick, doctors had sent him a notice of critical illness. However, his father did not give up and brought him around to seek medical treatment.
"If I really take the medical fee, do you think you and your father can afford it?"
If Yun Qianhao wants to recover, it will be quite complicated, and I need to travel around, so I don't have much time to personally take action. If you guys are not in a hurry, you can go home and clean up, and then go to North Cloud City to find my junior brother, Du Shaomu. If I can do it, my junior brother can do it.
With that, Du Shaomu did not linger and directly walked out.
The remaining father and son pair in the small hall looked at each other with moist eyes as they stared at the back figure.
"The great kindness of Mr Mo, Yun Zhenhai will never be able to repay it in this life!"
Yun Zhenhai gave a deep bow to the figure that walked out of the door. He would never be able to repay such a huge kindness in his life.
Yun Qianhao couldn't calm down for a long time.
"… …"
It was likely that no one in the entire martial cultivator s of the Earth Pavilion didn't know of this place.
The underground pavilion was grand and was situated in a bustling area. martial cultivator flowed in and out continuously, bustling with noise and excitement.
When Nangoong Xuewei accompanied Du Shaomu to the basement, looking at Nangoong Xuewei's moving body, it also attracted quite a few people's attention.
"Protector."
When some of the Earth Pavilion disciples saw Nangoong Xuewei, they immediately stepped forward to welcome her.
At the front was an old man about Steward Chu's age. He was tall and thin and his eyes were brimming with energy. With a smile on his face, he was secretly sizing up Du Shaomu.
"Steward Jian, let me introduce you. This is Mr Mo."
Nangoong Xuewei nodded and introduced him to the old man. She then said to Du Shaomu: "Mr Mo, this is the Dreamy Cloud City Earth Pavilion's Steward Jian. He is in charge of everything in the Earth Pavilion."
"Mr Mo, it must be Godly Doctor Mr Mo!"
Steward Jian was shocked. He naturally knew that the Heavenly Pavilion came and thought that there was a genius doctor in charge.
It was rumored that the godly doctor had amazing medical skills and could even help people to open their acupoints and break through. Steward Jian did not expect Mr Mo to be so young.
"Greetings, Mr Mo!"
Steward Jian immediately saluted. Just now, he was surprised that Nangoong Xuewei was so courteous, standing behind him, thinking that this was the VIP, so it turns out that other than Dugu Qiubai, the Godly Doctor Liu Tie who was talked about the most in Dreamy Cloud City these few days.
Du Shaomu nodded and walked into the underground pavilion.
This time, other than wanting to buy some medicinal ingredients, Du Shaomu also heard that this Earth Pavilion was the largest trading company in the entire Dreamy Cloud Ninth City, and also wanted to take a look around.
The Earth Pavilion was very big and was divided into several levels. The first level was a normal area and it had the largest area. There were all sorts of cultivation resources available.
There were weapons, armors, smithing materials, pill, medicine, and even martial skills and cultivation techniques.
Of course, the ones on the first floor were all quite ordinary.
Whether it was cultivation techniques, martial skills, or even weapons, the ranks of the second floor were all much higher than the first floor. Of course, ordinary people did not have the qualifications to enter the second floor.
The third floor had higher level items and their prices were even more expensive. It was said that there were not many in the entire Dreamy Cloud Ninth City that had the qualifications to enter the third floor.
Nangoong Xuewei and Wu Tie had originally arranged for Du Shaomu to wait in the VIP private room on the fourth floor.
However, one of the reasons Du Shaomu came to the Earth Pavilion was to understand more about the herbs in this world. He wanted to see if there was any difference between the herbs in this world and those in his previous life.
With Nangoong Xuewei and Steward Jian personally accompanying him, Du Shaomu received the best reception in the underground pavilion.
The things on the first floor were all very ordinary. Du Shaomu took a turn and went to the second floor.
Although the second floor's grade was slightly higher, in Du Shaomu's eyes, it was only average and nothing caught his eye.
However, this made Du Shaomu somewhat excited. He had been reborn for more than ten days, and he realized that nothing in this world was different from his previous life.
Even the cultivation techniques and martial skills of the martial cultivator would never leave his sect.
"Mr Mo, why don't we go to the third floor to take a look? The level up there is higher and there are quite a few rare items."
Nangoong Xuewei looked at Du Shaomu's expression and knew that this Mr Mo probably didn't care about the things on the first and second floor.
"Let's go take a look."
Du Shaomu nodded. Since he had come, it wasn't as though he was here just to take a look around.