Asura Emperor Venerable
Chapter 311 Dual Spirit Root

Chapter 311: Chapter 311 Dual Spirit Root

As he walked, Han Dong pondered in his mind.

Who exactly is Shi Hao?

Even Han Feihuo, the grandson whom the elder most doted on, did not receive such treatment.

A thought struck him, as his grandfather valued Shi Hao so highly, wouldn’t his own status in Han Liren’s heart soar if he established a good relationship with Shi Hao?

Indeed.

With that thought, all of his grievances disappeared.

His martial arts talent was lacking, and thus, within the third generation of the Han Family, he was not Heaven’s Proud Son, nor favored by Han Liren. However, a turnaround could occur through his indirect approach to Shi Hao.

Han Dong had never heard his grandfather speak like this before; to see Shi Hao and treat him the same way he did, what great trust and importance was this?

No matter what, he had made up his mind to stick to Shi Hao.

It took him some effort to find Shi Hao, and he hurried up to him, his face blooming with a smile, "Young Master Shi!"

Seeing his flattering manner, Shi Hao knew that this little fatty must have been lectured by Han Liren.

He nodded slightly, saying nothing.

"Young Master Shi, from today on, you are my brother! My leader, I will follow you from now on!" The little fatty immediately expressed his loyalty.

Shi Hao’s face showed a weird expression, "Are you sure you want me as your brother?"

"Of course, in this Jiuwu City, only you are worthy to be my big brother!" the little fatty said without hesitation.

Heh, hopefully Han Liren won’t break your legs when he finds out, isn’t this messing up the family hierarchy?

Shi Hao was indifferent, "Suit yourself."

"Boss, it’s your first time in Jiuwu City, right? How about I show you around? I guarantee you’ll have fun!" The little fatty threw him a knowing look.

Shi Hao truly did not understand, "You have a cousin who’s contracted a strange illness, right?"

"That’s Han Feihuo. Grandfather is almost driven mad by his illness." Han Dong nodded.

"Let’s go, take me to see him." Shi Hao said. Since he had promised Han Liren, he naturally would not go back on his word.

"Eh? Alright!" The little fatty was taken aback for a moment before hurriedly agreeing.

The two of them headed for Han Feihuo.

Han Feihuo was also part of the third generation of the Han Family, and the most outstanding at that, greatly beloved by Han Liren, who believed Han Feihuo to be the person most likely to succeed him in the future.

However, some days ago Han Feihuo suddenly fell victim to a strange illness, his body alternating between burning hot and icy cold, sinking into unconsciousness, growing thinner by the day. This alarmed Han Liren so much he left Jiuwu City to personally seek Spiritual Medicine.

As Shi Hao and Han Dong made their way, because Han Liren had already given the heads up, no servant dared to stop Shi Hao, even without Han Dong’s accompaniment.

Soon, they arrived at Han Feihuo’s room.

"Brother Feihuo, I’ve come to see you," Han Dong said softly.

Han Feihuo lay on the bed. Though he wasn’t completely unconscious at the moment, maintaining a sliver of clarity, he looked extremely frail, his complexion deathly pale. But in an instant, his skin turned a humid red, his entire face appearing as if it would ignite.

"Are you here to laugh at me?" Han Feihuo gritted his teeth as he spoke, a hateful gleam in his eyes.

How did this relate?

Han Dong quickly responded, "Brother Feihuo, how could I possibly laugh at you!"

"Hmph, only if I die or become crippled do you other good-for-nothings have a chance to stand out! So, you must be eager to see me like this!" Han Feihuo said bitterly, his gaze toward Han Dong utterly lacking familial warmth.

This guy must have a persecution complex, right?

"You think you’re the first in talent, and that everyone under the heavens is jealous of you, wanting to harm you?"

Shi Hao shook his head. If it weren’t for Han Liren’s sake, he really couldn’t be bothered to save the day.

"You have a Fire Spirit Root?" he asked directly.

Han Feihuo looked at him and said, "And who are you supposed to be? Han Dong, you really are ruthless. Not only do you come to enjoy my misery, but you also bring a stranger!"

Goddamn, that mouth really deserved a slap.

"Feihuo, this is the physician Grandfather specifically requested," Han Dong told a white lie. If he mentioned now how much Grandfather valued Shi Hao, Han Feihuo would definitely scoff.

How could such a young lad be valued by Han Liren?

"Ha ha!" Han Feihuo laughed coldly, "Just by him?"

So young, at most an apprentice!

You really are cruel, inviting an apprentice to treat me, utterly despicable.

"Get lost!" he said coldly, but in his agitation, he fainted straight away, his body convulsing.

"He has a Fire Spirit Root?" Shi Hao looked at Han Dong and didn’t walk away.

This was out of respect for Han Liren.

Han Dong shook his head: "Brother Feihuo has a Water Spirit Root."

Shi Hao nodded: "This guy is rather lucky."

Lucky?

Han Dong was puzzled. With Han Feihuo in his current state, barely alive yet not dead, how could that be considered lucky?

It was a good thing that Shi Hao said this, otherwise, if it reached Han Liren’s ears, he would probably explode in rage and kill someone.

This was his most beloved grandson.

"He has a Dual Spirit Root, but the Fire Spirit Root awakened much later and is now being suppressed by the Water Spirit Root. The clash between the two Spirit Roots is what’s causing his body to be in such a condition," Shi Hao explained. "I’ll prescribe some medicine to temporarily suppress the Water Spirit Root, allowing the Fire Spirit Root to be released and stabilized. The chronic illness will naturally heal."

Han Dong immediately showed a look of joy: "Then we’ll be troubling you, Chief! Chief, you are awesome!"

Shi Hao smirked playfully: "You heard what he said just now. If he’s finished, perhaps you’ll take his place as the representative of the Han family’s third generation. Don’t you find that tempting?"

Han Dong hesitated for a moment, but then shook his head: "I’m not cut out for cultivation. Only Brother Feihuo can inherit Grandfather’s mantle. Please, Chief, save Brother Feihuo."

Shi Hao couldn’t help but give the plump boy another look, seeing him in a new light.

Human nature is greedy; many don’t have self-awareness, only striving to climb higher without realizing if the position obtained through unscrupulous means is suitable for them. Those who truly ascend to high positions in that way only bring about disaster.

But Han Dong seemed to see himself very clearly. Given a chance to rise to the heavens, he almost declined without hesitation.

Interesting.

Suddenly, Shi Hao felt that while Han Feihuo might have superior martial arts talent, already outstanding, and would have an even more phenomenal change in cultivation speed and combat power with the Dual Spirit Root in the future.

However, Shi Hao was more optimistic about the plump boy.

Being able to see oneself clearly and not be tempted by benefits was truly no simple feat.

Shi Hao prescribed the medicine and handed the prescription to a servant to gather and prepare the medicine, freeing himself from the task.

"Chunky boy, come with me," Shi Hao beckoned to Han Dong.

"Yes, Chief," Han Dong promptly responded, scurrying over and followed behind Shi Hao, "Chief, are you going to take me to the city to have some fun?"

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