Leaning at an angle against the patrol car, Lin Wan felt a bit of a headache.
At that moment, the immense difference between his physical and spiritual states was causing him to experience a dual tug-of-war between his body and spirit.
His weak body felt like a candle on the verge of burning out—exhausted, powerless, and devoid of vitality.
Waves of weakness continuously transmitted from his body to his spirit, sending constant warnings that screamed, “I can’t hold on much longer.”
In stark contrast, his spirit was filled with a sense of fulfillment and strength.
His powerful spirit kept Lin Wan’s mind clear and his energy abundant, completely unaffected by his physical state.
Despite his body constantly sending signals of weakness, Lin Wan felt no fatigue in his spirit; instead, he felt light and invigorated.
His body and spirit seemed to have split into two distinct entities—one floated high above, yearning to carry Lin Wan into the blue sky; the other weighed heavily below, trying to drag him into the dark depths for an eternal slumber.
Stuck between these two sensations, Lin Wan felt increasingly distressed.
This couldn’t go on; his frail body was severely impacting his strength.
He vaguely remembered that there were a few Foundation Establishment Pills stashed away in a corner of his space, left over from when Lin Wan was a novice alchemist.
He would eat one after returning. He was a top-tier alchemist, and there was no reason for him to suffer like this.
As Lin Wan was lost in thought, the security guard had already brought him to the infirmary.
The enthusiastic security guard helped him inside, where a teacher was sitting at a computer, watching a movie. Glancing at Lin Wan, the teacher turned back to the screen and said nonchalantly, “It’s nothing serious; just some heat stroke. Plus, you’ve been under a lot of study pressure, which caused you to faint. It’s not a serious issue. Just pay attention to your diet over the next few days. Avoid cold fruits and eat something light and easy to digest.”
“Alright, as long as it’s nothing serious. You can rest here for a bit; I’ll get back to it.”
Hearing this, the security guard smiled warmly at Lin Wan and picked up his baton, ready to leave.
“Thank you for your help earlier.”
Watching the security guard prepare to leave, Lin Wan said softly.
“Ah, it’s nothing, just a small matter. You need to pay attention to your health while studying. If you ruin your health, your family will worry.”
Family? Ha, they wouldn’t care.
At this, Lin Wan couldn’t help but smile coldly to himself.
Throughout his life, all the kindness he encountered came from strangers he didn’t know.
From the aunt at the cafeteria who always gave him extra meat, to the grandmother who would toss him an extra fried bun, and now the security guard who brought him to the infirmary...
It was these people who gave the previous Lin Wan a little bit of courage to keep going while he was trapped in a deep abyss, tasting endless despair.
Although the current Lin Wan thought that his troubled family was not worth the effort for the previous Lin Wan to endure, life was beautiful. Without those small acts of kindness coming together like a trickle, the previous Lin Wan might not have lived to see the turning point of his fate and would have left this world full of suffering early.
As he watched the security guard leave, the doctor beside Lin Wan continued to focus intently on the movie, not looking up as they said, “If you don’t want to go back to class, you can lie down on that bed for a while. Just come find me for an excuse note before you leave. It’s senior year, and while studying is important, health is the foundation of everything. You should take care of yourselves while pushing yourselves to study.”
"I understand, thank you."
Feeling the kindness in the doctor's words, Lin Wan smiled brightly in response.
The boy's smile was bright and warm, his clear eyes like a spring that held a magical power capable of soothing the heart.
Lying on that small bed with his clothes on, Lin Wan closed his eyes and sent a wisp of his consciousness into the space.
The situation had developed suddenly; Lin Wan had only managed to briefly instruct Luo Zixuan to stay put and not act recklessly before hurriedly leaving the space. He didn’t know if anything would go wrong...
As expected, Lin Wan's worries came true.
To avoid placing more burdens on the already crumbling □□, Lin Wan only sent out a small wisp of his spirit this time. Although it was still quite powerful, it was nothing compared to his true self.
Thus, as soon as he entered the space, that "weak" wisp of his spirit was almost dispersed by the overwhelming sword energy within.
After some effort to stabilize his nearly dissipated consciousness, Lin Wan looked at the chaotic state of the space, and his anger boiled over completely.
Before he even started working, the place was already being destroyed. What was Luo Zixuan planning, a rebellion?!
And he was even trying to harm him! This was his space—was Luo Zixuan trying to kick him out?!!
Even though the surging sword energy automatically dissipated the moment it touched Lin Wan, it couldn't quell the rage he felt at being "attacked" in his own little home.
Furiously, he approached Luo Zixuan, who brightened up the moment he saw Lin Wan, his previously dim eyes sparkling. Lin Wan coldly smiled, and a sharp tone escaped his lips uncontrollably.
"Oh, what’s this? Not planning to make a move anymore? Look at that overwhelming sword energy just now. Were you planning to kill me and seize the space for yourself?"
Before he finished speaking, Lin Wan froze.
How could he say such harsh words?
Clearly, that was not what he meant. Although he was very angry, he had never truly thought that...
Seeing Luo Zixuan, who seemed momentarily taken aback by his words, Lin Wan pursed his lips, resigning himself to the situation.
Oh well, what did it matter what he really thought or what he meant?
After all, the outcome was still the same; the words were already spoken, and the result had long been determined.
He had always been an unlikable child.
On the other side, Luo Zixuan looked at Lin Wan’s expression with great heartache.
Luo Zixuan opened his mouth, ready to comfort Lin Wan. However, he sat there for a long time without being able to utter a single comforting word.
He was tongue-tied and truly didn’t know what to say. His partner was already unhappy; what if he said the wrong thing and made things worse?
Though he couldn’t remember the previous events, Luo Zixuan had a strong feeling that he must have messed up something important before due to his inability to speak.
Because of this, even without memories, his subconscious was desperately reminding him: don’t say anything carelessly; it could ruin everything.
But looking at the sad Lin Wan, Luo Zixuan felt an overwhelming urge to comfort him. Thus, he struggled in silence, nearly choking on his own emotions.
As he continued to hold back, Luo Zixuan’s gaze inadvertently caught a glimpse of a beautiful branch that had been swept down by the sword energy he had unleashed. His eyes lit up, and a brilliant idea sprouted in his mind.
Reaching out, he pulled the small branch over, using the sword energy as a carving knife. He quickly sculpted the beautiful branch into a three-dimensional flower.
Offering the lovely little flower to Lin Wan, Luo Zixuan finally couldn’t hold back and softly said, "Don’t be sad; here’s a flower for you."
Looking at the beautiful flower presented to him, Lin Wan sniffled, his eyes slightly warm.
In his life, this was the first time someone had comforted him after he was upset…
But before Lin Wan could bask in the moment of gratitude for too long, he keenly sensed something was amiss.
...Wait, something’s not right. Why did this flower look so familiar?!
After taking a closer look and confirming what Luo Zixuan had used to carve the flower, Lin Wan felt like his lungs were about to explode from rage.
"Luo Zixuan! Do you know how precious an ancient spirit branch is?!! Get a grip on your current status! If I catch you wasting like this again, I’ll break your legs!!!!"
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