Bao Xiruo naturally knew about the Quanzhen Sect. Qiu Chuji, one of the seven disciples of Quanzhen, was her son’s master. So she approached Wang Zhenren with slow steps, bowing respectfully, and said:

　　“I’ve met the Sage!”

　　Wang Chuyi lay on the couch, speaking with a weak voice:

　　“Madam Yang, no need for so much courtesy. The fact that you two can reunite after eighteen years is truly a profound blessing. I also wish you both a lifetime of happiness together! Ahem! ahem!”

　　“Sage! you should rest well. I’ll go check on how the medicine for Nian Ci is coming along!” With that, Yang Tiexin and Bao Xiruo left the room together.

　　At that moment, Fang Yichen brought in a large wooden tub filled with steaming medicinal water, the external detoxification bath prescribed by Wang Chuyi.

　　After Fang Yichen left, he gave Huang Rong a gold ingot to arrange for three more horses and some provisions from the shop. He himself went to boil water to prepare the bath.

　　Because he knew deep down that if Wanyan Honglie found out the princess consort was missing, he’d definitely send people to search for her. So, it’s best to detoxify Wang Chuyi quickly and restore his strength as soon as possible.

　　Wang Chuyi slowly removed his clothes and sat down in the large wooden tub under Fang Yichen’s care. With his eyes closed tightly, he began to meditate, inhaling and exhaling deeply, circulating his Inner energy to expel the poisonous palm poison from his body.

　　In about the time it took to eat a meal, the clear water in the tub gradually turned black, and the dark shade on his face faded a lot. He looked much better

　　At this moment, Mu Nianci had already brought the brewed medicinal soup to the door, which Fang Yichen took and placed in front of Wang Chuyi.

　　The temperature of the medicine was just right, and Wang Chu Yi took it in one gulp. Mu Nianci took the empty bowl and left to prepare another batch of medicinal soup.

　　After finishing the medicinal soup, Wang Chu Yi continued to meditate to force out the poison. After a while, he said to Fang Yichen:

　　“Fang, help me out and bring another tub of water.”

　　Fang Yichen had already prepared another tub of herbal bath. Following Wang Chuyi’s instructions, he helped him out and into the new tub.

　　Wang Chu Yi exerted all his internal energy, continuously expelling the poison from his body into the water. This process repeated for seven tubs of herbal bath until the water was clear.

　　Feeling somewhat weakened, Wang Chuyi smiled faintly and said: “It’s done! There should be no major issues now.”

　　With that said, he leaned against the tub’s edge, stepped out, and went behind the screen to change into dry clothes. Turning back, he sighed and said to Fang Yichen:

　　“The palm technique of that the Tibetan monk Spiritual Master is extremely poisonous!”

　　Seeing that Wang Zhenren was indeed unharmed now, Fang Yichen felt relieved and asked: “What kind of poisonous technique does the Tibetan monk Spiritual Master practice?”

　　Wang Chuyi gently stroked his beard and said:

　　“The Poison Sand Palm! This Poison Sand Palm technique is the most formidable I’ve ever encountered. Today I was almost at death’s door. Fortunately, I had your medicine saved my life!”

　　Fang Yichen smiled modestly and said: “you’re too kind. I just happened to be there and lent a helping hand. It was nothing worthy of your thanks.”

　　Wang Chuyi nodded in agreement and sighed:

　　“Although my life is no longer in danger at the moment, the poison in my organs hasn’t been completely cleared. I must refrain from using force against anyone for the next twelve hours. Otherwise, my strength will greatly diminish, and I might end up permanently disabled.”

　　Fang Yichen was taken aback by this revelation, furrowing his brows involuntarily.

　　He knew the Wang mansion wouldn’t let this matter rest and would likely come knocking again. If Wang Chuyi’s body couldn’t fully recover, they would have no chance of escaping pursuit.

　　However, after a moment’s thought, he came up with a plan. He pretended to take out a bright orange fruit from his personal space and handed it to Wang Chuyi.

　　This action puzzled Wang Chuyi, but before he could speak, Fang Yichen said:

　　“Sage, this is a fruit I happened to come across. It’s delicious. Please have one to quench your thirst!”

　　Upon hearing this, Wang Chuyi couldn’t help but chuckle. However, seeing it as a gesture of goodwill and recalling how the person had previously helped neutralize the poison, he accepted the fruit without suspicion and took a bite.

　　As he took a bite, he felt a warm current flowing through his abdomen, spreading to his organs, limbs, and bones.

　　In a sudden turn of events, Wang Chuyi couldn’t help but feel a bit startled. He quickly finished eating the fruits, then sat down cross-legged, fully engaging in the Quanzhen Sect arts cultivation.

　　Seeing SageWang meditating, Fang Yichen quietly left the room and closed the door, standing guard outside for him.

　　An hour later, Wang Chuyi felt the remaining toxins in his organs dissipate, and every part of his body was unobstructed. His long-stagnant skills had also improved slightly.

　　Such a strange occurrence had never happened to Wang Chuyi before. He suspected the origin of the fruit and was even more curious about Fang Yichen’s background.

　　However, having experienced many ups and downs, he knew better than to dig too deeply into such matters.

　　Observing that Fang Yichen had not cultivated internal energy, although unsure of his background, sensed his righteousness and deemed him unlike those of evil sects.

　　Since he owed Fang Yichen a great favor and had also received the gift of medicine earlier, the debt of gratitude was substantial!

　　After pondering for a moment,Wang Chuyi made a decision:

　　“This young man’s background is quite mysterious. It might be beneficial to impart the inner skills of our Quanzhen Sect to him, which could be considered as forming a good bond!”

　　With that in mind, Wang Chuyi opened the door to seek him out, only to find Fang Yichen waiting outside.

　　Touched by this, Wang Chuyi invited him in, closed the door, and took out a small booklet from his pocket, handing it to Fang Yichen with a smile:

　　“Fang, I am indebted to you for saving my life, and I can never repay such kindness!”

　　“I observe that you haven’t practiced inner strength. This manual is the Internal Skills Technique’of the Quanzhen Sect.

　　“Aside from the detailed explanation of the internal power technique, there are also some insights from my daily practice. Feel free to take them for your own practice. If you have any questions, don’t hesitate to ask me.”

　　Hearing Wang Chuyi’s words, Fang Yichen saw no reason to refuse. Without hesitation, he graciously accepted the booklet with both hands, bowing respectfully, and said with delight:

　　“Thank you so much, Sage!”

　　With that, he pulled out six of the same fruits he had given earlier from his pocket and handed them to Wang Chuyi with a playful grin:

　　“I’ve heard that the Quanzhen Sect has seven esteemed masters, but alas, I’ve only had the privilege of meeting you today. Please pass these fruits on to the other senior masters as a token of my respect! It’s just a small gesture from a junior.”

　　“Hahahaha!”

　　Seeing Fang Yichen’s thoughtful gesture, Master Wang couldn’t help but feel deeply pleased, growing even fonder of him. With a smile, he said:

　　“You little rascal, alright then! I’ll accept them on their behalf.”

　　After Fang Yichen left, Wang Chuyi grinned triumphantly, thinking to himself:

　　“Giving away a copy of the Quanzhen Sect’s Internal Skill Technique and receiving six miraculous fruits to enhance our skills. I believe my fellow brothers won’t have any objections, right?”