"It is because of Xiaomo, right?" Ling Chuxi asked. Last time, she had used her divine consciousness to check Duan Xiaomo, and his meridians had been so smooth that he could even be hailed as a martial path cultivation genius. However, his mind ocean had been cut into numerous pieces by the grids, and even she was stunned. It could be reckoned that after returning, Duan Qingchen could not do anything to help his grandson, so he had rushed over to ask for her help.
"That's right. The Golden Pill Sect's medical skills are known worldwide. This time, since you are rebuilding the sect, presumably the medical skills of the Su and Gao streams have been combined into one. This is why I wanted to ask for your help. Furthermore, Xiaomo's attitude toward you is very different. Last time he met you, he even regained his sanity." Duan Qingchen's face was somber as he nodded.