Chapter 60

In just seven days, which for most college students is but a blink of an eye, especially outside of exam season, Qi Feng felt this week had dragged on excruciatingly slow. Fortunately, under his meticulous (and somewhat torturous) treatment, Yan Xiaoge’s injured knee had finally fully recovered.

To achieve the therapeutic effect, Qi Feng almost tried all the mid-to-high-level medicines from the Immortal Sword realm, even once, in a moment of (sudden) (heart) (disease) (madness), he made Yan Yufeng, a living person, drink a bottle of Heavenly Fragrance Life-Continuing Dew. What? Was he using Yan Xiaoge as a guinea pig to test the medicine? Hmm, Qi Feng absolutely denied that! He could have tried giving him the Mengpo Soup, but he was wary of the name, fearing that one bowl might make Yan Xiaoge lose his memory. Not only would Su Mei come after him, but the plot would be too melodramatic. In the end, Qi Feng used the much more expensive Heavenly Fragrance Life-Continuing Dew.

Drinking the Life-Continuing Dew, inhaling the Soul-Reviving Fragrance, and stuffing himself with Immortal Mountain Lingzhi and Snow Lotus seeds as if he had a cold, Yan Xiaoge used up two boxes of the 40,000 RMB per box Black Jade Continuity Ointment. His resistance gradually improved, at least to the point where he could hold his own. Qi Feng felt that even with a torn meniscus and a ruptured cruciate ligament, let alone an amputation, such treatment would surely have him recover.

Speaking of Su Mei, Qi Feng’s grand plan to sell the Purple Jade Rose Cream in bulk had hit a snag, for two reasons. First, there was the vexing production issue. He had scoured the Immortal Sword realm and managed to gather only about fifty bottles, of which he had to keep some for himself, leaving only forty for Su Mei. The bosses also indicated that more would not be available for a while.

Additionally, Su Mei had not really intended to sell them.

"Just kidding, such a good thing, of course, I’ll keep it for myself. I might save a few to give as gifts. With this, I’ll never have to worry about what to give my friends for their birthdays. They’ve seen everything, but using this as a gift, no one can beat me."

She was right; could a second generation who had to earn their own pocket money to buy cosmetics still be considered a second generation? Qi Feng sighed deeply, the awareness gap caused by class differences was indeed hard to bridge. This business was nothing more than a mirage.

Forty bottles, 2,000 RMB each, totaling 80,000 RMB, and Su Mei didn’t even have to pay. Yan Xiaoge waved his hand and charged it to his account. Speaking of which, did Yan Xiaoge even know how much he had spent? Qi Feng was skeptical. With the various recovery medicines used, even Qi Feng himself couldn’t remember the exact amount.

How much was the total treatment cost? Qi Feng was considering whether to list all the items from memory and calculate it carefully with Yan Xiaoge, but Yan Xiaoge, in a cool gesture, waved his hand again, paid all the money from his card to Qi Feng, and told him to keep the change. Then, he left with a smug back view, heading to the basketball team training, leaving Qi Feng stunned.

It was Su Mei who came over to explain and express her gratitude. Yan Yufeng and Su Mei estimated that the cost of all the medicinal materials Qi Feng had used was substantial, and with the addition of Su Mei’s batch of "cosmetics," the remaining money in the card wasn’t much. They decided not to calculate it and simply gave it all to Qi Feng as a token of appreciation. After all, even though it seemed like hundreds of thousands, treating such a sports injury would cost much more, and whether recovery was possible was uncertain. They could only say that the money was a token of their gratitude.

"Gratitude from a friend..." Qi Feng rubbed his chin, nodded, and accepted it. There was no need to be polite with a second generation like Yan Xiaoge. However, if Yan Yufeng ever mentioned compensation, Qi Feng would have to settle accounts with him. The mess in the Immortal Sword realm, if calculated, would not be enough to cover the costs, no matter how big a second generation he was. It involved the princess, the king, the grand master, and the half-immortal of Mount Shu, as well as the leader of the Southern Martial Arts Alliance. Qi Feng was still dealing with the headache. Maybe he should go back and check sometime?

Seeing Qi Feng put away the card, Su Mei squinted and smiled, "Alright, mission accomplished! Remember the basketball game this afternoon, come to 211b to find me, and go with me!"

Qi Feng was taken aback, "Uh? Go with you? I already made plans with my dorm mates to watch it together." Qi Feng and his dorm mates were all basketball fans and wouldn’t miss a home game, especially a crucial one. "Besides, you’re like a player’s family, what would I be?"

Su Mei then told the truth, "Coach Li asked me to bring you. He’s afraid the other team might cheat, and he’s also worried about Yan Yufeng’s physical condition after resting for so many days, especially since his leg is still recovering from a major injury..."

Hearing this, Qi Feng shook his head at the unscrupulous Coach Li, "Coach Li still hasn’t let me off? Fine, I have something to discuss with Yan Yufeng anyway. I’ll go with you to the VIP section for a front-row experience."

"Great! I’ve delivered the message, see you this afternoon!" Su Mei waved and left, adding, "Don’t forget to wear your jersey."

"Sure, sure, I won’t forget." Qi Feng responded casually and went to class with his books.

The CUBA regional final was quite a spectacle. Qi Feng’s school had never broken out of the regional stage to participate in the national tournament, and this time, with the advantage of winning both home and away games, it was the most promising year ever.

Moreover, in the previous game, the school’s ace player was injured by a dirty play but fought back with a heroic effort, which drew a lot of attention. This time, even girls who usually didn’t watch basketball came out to support their school.

Following Su Mei to the official game venue, Qi Feng was shocked by the crowd. It seemed like the entire university had turned out. The dense crowd made Qi Feng understand the phrase "a sea of people" vividly. He couldn’t help but feel a bit sorry for his dorm mates who would have to fight their way in.

With Su Mei’s team credentials, Qi Feng entered the court through a small side door near the players’ dressing room. The opening ceremony and national anthem were over, and the game was about to start. It was the first time Qi Feng saw the packed stadium from this angle. The flashing lights and cheers mixed together, creating a boiling atmosphere that made even his solid qi and blood from the third level of the Dragon Elephant Skill slightly waver.

Coach Li had already noticed Qi Feng’s arrival. Seeing him in casual clothes, he felt a bit frustrated and was about to scold him, but then he saw Qi Feng curiously examining the court, and his anger dissipated. He patted Qi Feng’s shoulder, "I’ve never seen a player who can remain so calm at this scene. You have a bright future, young man..."

"Hello, Coach Li." Qi Feng quickly stepped back, bowed slightly, and said, "Since I’m not playing, why should I be nervous? Look at the celebrities on the sidelines at NBA games; none of them are nervous. I’m just here to experience the VIP seats."

Coach Li was speechless, his breath caught in his throat. Before he could say anything, Qi Feng leaned in and whispered, "Coach, where are the pretty cheerleaders you mentioned last time?"

Don’t even mention it, Coach Li wanted to spit blood. He had blackened his own reputation to recruit you, and you can’t understand my efforts?

Yan Yufeng came over to save Coach Li, "Coach, it’s time to give the instructions."

Coach Li snapped out of it, glared at Qi Feng, and said, "Sit on the bench and behave!" He then went to the court to give the starting players their tactics. In reality, the tactics had already been discussed in the preparation meeting, but it was more about stabilizing everyone’s nerves.

Yan Yufeng didn’t follow, pointing to his knee, "It all depends on your medical skills. If your medical skills fail, you’ll have to make up for it with your basketball skills."

Qi Feng chuckled, "It depends on your basketball skills. If you lose, even the leader of the Moon Cult won’t let you off."

Yan Yufeng didn’t understand, gave him the middle finger, and walked away.

Qi Feng suddenly remembered something, took out a Vajra Talisman from his inventory, and quickly caught up. He pressed the talisman onto Yan Yufeng’s shoulder, and it turned into a faint golden light. The action was so quick that even if someone was watching closely, they might not have noticed anything unusual.

Yan Yufeng felt a subtle, strange, and indescribable sensation pass through him. He turned around and saw Qi Feng, "What are you up to now?"

Qi Feng had seen enough of his tricks over the past few days.

Qi Feng laughed, pointing to the opposing players on the court, "Who injured you last time? Go get your revenge, I believe in you."

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