3977 She did this for my own good.



"Sister Yiyuan is fine. It's just a minor injury. It doesn't hurt her tendons or bones. It's not a big deal." Ling Zhongxiao said with a smile. What he said was the truth. The person who had sparred with him most of the time today was LAN Xinyu, and her injuries were actually much lighter than usual.

"You call this fine?" Ling Yitong glared at Ling Zhongxiao in exasperation. She then turned to look at Ling Chuxi and angrily rebuked,"Ling Chuxi, you're so cruel. How could you do such a thing to your own brother?"

"Usually, when sparring, you're afraid of your hands and feet, afraid of getting injured. Don't tell me that you're going to wait until a life and death battle to throw away your life?" Ling Chuxi said indifferently.

"Sister Yiyuan, don't be angry with sister Chuxi. She did this for my own good." Ling Zhongxiao had seen the life and death battle between Ling Chuxi and uncle Liang. He was very clear about Ling Chuxi's good intentions and defended her.

"Shut up!" Ling Yixuan saw that Ling Zhongxiao was talking back to her again and was so angry that she shouted. She almost wanted to brush her hand and leave, too lazy to pay him any more attention. However, when she saw his injuries, she couldn't bear it.

"Come, take this spirit pill and heal your injuries first." Ling Yitong took out a spiritual pill and stuffed it into Ling Zhongxiao's hand.

"High grade spirit pills!" The descendants of the Ling clan, who were watching the show, all gasped.

Although they usually didn't have the chance to consume such high-grade spirit pills, their family background was clear for all to see. They could still recognize the top grade spirit pills.

"Sister Yiyuan, you're so biased. I was worried that you gave all the panaceas to us and didn't leave any for big brother Zhongxiao. It turns out that you left the best for him." Ling Yixin said sourly.

"Cut the crap. Can't you see that your big brother Zhongxiao is injured?" Ling Yitong did not feel embarrassed at all. Since she was young, she had always treated Ling Zhongxiao as her own younger brother. This was something that everyone in the Ling family knew.

If it wasn't for the fact that she had left home too early and couldn't take good care of Ling Zhongxiao, Ling Zhongxiao's position in the Ling family wouldn't have been so awkward. So, no matter how well she treated Ling Zhongxiao, no one could say anything. Therefore, Ling Yixin did not have any objections to Ling Yitong's words.

"Sister Yiyuan, it's just a minor injury. I don't need to take such a good spirit pill." Ling Zhongxiao tactfully refused.

Ling Chuxi had once reminded her that the body was the foundation of cultivation. Cultivators from other realms, once they came to the Qing-Yun realm, their cultivation speed would be much faster than the other cultivators in the Qing-Yun realm. In the end, they would probably be more powerful than the cultivators who were born and raised in the Qing-Yun realm. The other realms didn't have much natural Qi, and they didn't have high-grade spirit herbs or dan beads. Therefore, they could only rely on hard work and training to improve themselves. In this process, no matter if it was their mind, will, or physical strength, they were all much stronger than the cultivators who were born and raised in Qing-Yun realm.

This was also the main reason why many Royal clans sent their descendants to other planes for training.

Therefore, if it was not necessary, one should not take spirit pills easily, especially for such small injuries. If they were healed naturally, it would increase the body's potential, which was beneficial to future cultivation.

In order to help Ling Zhongxiao increase his potential, Ling Chuxi had even asked Meng Zheng for a physical cultivation technique to give to him. Physical cultivation was naturally more difficult than the average Yuan Qi cultivation. Other than injuries to the tendons and bones, or damage to the meridians and Qi sea, spiritual pills could not be easily taken.