To thank Lin Fan and celebrate the Yun Clan’s survival of their calamity, Yun Zhongzheng announced a grand feast. The Yun Clan was filled with a festive atmosphere, slaying pigs and sheep in preparation for a sumptuous banquet, just like celebrating the New Year.

On the other hand, many Yun Clan disciples were injured in the battle, some of whom were severely wounded and needed treatment.

The matriarch sought out Lin Fan.

At that time, Lin Fan was invited by Yun Zhongzheng to return to the main hall. However, this time, Lin Fan was treated as an honored guest, seated at the foremost seat on the left, above several highly respected elders, a gesture of great respect.

Yun Zhongzheng engaged Lin Fan in conversation, subtly probing into Lin Fan’s background, still unwilling to let go of the idea that Lin Fan must originate from a Super Hidden Sect. He was very curious about Lin Fan’s origins, fearing that if Lin Fan indeed hailed from such a sect, even the Yun Sect might not be able to reach that high.

The matriarch entered and said to Lin Fan, "Mr. Lin, we have quite a few injured in our clan this time, and I’m having trouble managing them all by myself. Could you assist me in treating our injured clan members?"

The matriarch personally invited him, and Lin Fan readily agreed.

The matriarch then said to Yun Zhongzheng, "Sect Leader, you and several elders are injured as well, why not come along too?"

Thus, everyone followed the matriarch to a large house where the injured Yun Clan disciples were temporarily gathered. Some were crying out in pain, while others lay unconscious—it was a grim sight indeed.

The matriarch walked over to a stretcher and said, "Mr. Lin, this is Yun Zhan, and he is the most seriously injured here."

The matriarch sighed, appearing somewhat troubled.

Lin Fan saw the young man lying on the stretcher, barely clinging to life, even in his unconscious state, frowning deeply and in apparent agony.

Lin Fan recognized him. When he first saw the square-faced man, he was carrying someone in his hand—this very Yun Zhan. Yun Zhongzheng had previously dispatched Yun Zhan to Kun City to investigate the massacre of Li Xiangshui’s forces last night.

Yun Zhan encountered the square-faced man on the way and was brutally treated by him.

Lin Fan nodded and moved forward, squatting beside Yun Zhan, reaching out to check Yun Zhan’s forehead. He then took out the Silver Needle and began deploying top-tier medical skills to treat Yun Zhan.

For a while, people gathered around to watch Lin Fan’s method of treatment. Most didn’t understand, but the matriarch was utterly stunned. Lin Fan’s techniques were truly sophisticated.

"Oh my, could this be the legendary Xuanmen Acupuncture Technique? Good heavens, isn’t this miraculous acupuncture skill supposed to be long lost? How could he know and use it with such proficiency..." The matriarch was too shocked to speak, her inner turmoil vast.

After a moment, Lin Fan stopped and put away the Silver Needle, looking up to say, "His life is saved."

Everyone saw that Yun Zhan, who had been at death’s door, was now breathing steadily and with a rosy complexion. His previously furrowed brow had relaxed, and he appeared as tranquil as if he were simply asleep.

This was truly miraculous.

Even those with no medical knowledge could tell that Lin Fan was truly formidable.

"Thank you, Mr. Lin." The matriarch said excitedly, "I’ve studied medicine all my life and thought myself quite skilled. Seeing Mr. Lin’s work today, I realize how shallow I am. In front of Mr. Lin, my medical skills are child’s play!"

Everyone was astonished. Such high praise from the matriarch, herself a legendary healer, yet she displayed such humility before Lin Fan!

Lin Fan wasn’t modest about it; he knew that the top-tier medical skill granted by the system indeed surpassed existing medical levels, making the matriarch resemble a child learning to walk in his presence.

With Lin Fan’s help, the Yun Clan’s injured were properly treated. Lin Fan’s displayed medical skills left the matriarch, a highly esteemed healer, in awe.

In fact, the matriarch had already been shaken by Lin Fan’s medical skills when she saw the sealed Dantian of Yun Qingyao earlier, as sealing a Dantian was no simple matter of high cultivation; it involved medical skill as well.

Regarding Lin Fan, only one phrase came to the matriarch’s mind: "Mastery in both Medicine and Martial Arts."

In the ancient Jianghu, individuals with mastery in both medicine and martial arts were rare, as fewer medical skills were passed down, making such individuals increasingly scarce.

The matriarch found it hard to believe that there was still someone like Lin Fan in today’s world, and he was only in his early twenties—truly the pride of the heavens.

The matriarch once more tentatively asked where Lin Fan had learned his medical skills. She speculated that Lin Fan’s master must be a reclusive old monster to have taught such an exceptional disciple.

But Lin Fan maintained his previous assertion that he simply stumbled upon a medical book and taught himself by following it.

Seeing Lin Fan unwilling to say more, the matriarch let it go, instead consulting Lin Fan on medical matters. Lin Fan patiently explained each point, and the matriarch listened like a schoolgirl, nodding frequently, inwardly excited.

Just with casual remarks, Lin Fan helped the matriarch resolve some longstanding medical dilemmas, leading her to hold Lin Fan in even greater reverence.

With the wounded treated, the banquet was ready, and Yun Zhongzheng invited Lin Fan to take his seat.

Soon, everyone was drinking and feasting, toasting one another, and the atmosphere was festive and lively.

In the Southern Yunnan land, which has many ethnic minorities, the Yun Clan, though originally Central Plains people, had been influenced by years of residing in the Ten Thousand Mountains. The young ladies of the clan danced around a bonfire in a performance dedicated to Lin Fan, their hero, as an expression of gratitude to him.

And the young men of the Yun Clan greatly admired Lin Fan, eagerly making his acquaintance. Influenced by the local minority customs, these youths had good alcoholic capacity and toasted Lin Fan one after another.

As the CEO of a billion-dollar conglomerate, Lin Fan excelled at socializing and quickly bonded with the Yun Clan members, getting acquainted with many in just half a day. 𝑓𝓇𝘦ℯ𝘸𝘦𝑏𝓃𝑜𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓂

The Yun Clan members, especially the younger generation, idolized Lin Fan, wishing he were one of them.

While mingling with the warm hosts of the Yun Sect, Lin Fan suddenly realized—where was Yun Qingyao?

Indeed, since the crisis had been resolved and Lin Fan was invited by Yun Zhongzheng to chat in the main hall, subsequently invited by the matriarch to treat the injured, and now surrounded by enthusiastic Yun Sect disciples at the banquet... Yun Qingyao seemed absent from all these scenes.

Where had Yun Qingyao gone?

Just as Lin Fan wondered, a commotion arose among the crowd, and everyone turned to look in one direction.

Someone exclaimed, "Senior Sister Qingyao has arrived!"

Yun Qingyao arrived?

Holding his wine glass, Lin Fan followed everyone’s gaze and saw the people parting to reveal a young lady in Huaxia ancient styled attire, with an exquisite figure and an unparalleled face unveiled, standing before him.

Lin Fan was stunned—who was she?