ment this old man saw his talisman block Xiao Yu’s fist, he suddenly retreated. As he was retreating, he unexpectedly heard Xiao Yu shout out loud, causing him to freeze mid-retreat, turning around wi...Chapter 222: Invitation

Xiao Yu didn't say much about these devices. Western medicine had its unique methods of emergency rescue, and especially the auxiliary equipment could better help him recover.

Xiao Yu walked to the bedside and took his wrist to feel his pulse. After a while, Xiao Yu let go of his wrist; after a night’s recovery, Wang Kai's internal injuries were gradually healing. If there were no further complications, it was just a matter of time before he recovered.

Rescuing this injured soldier showcased the emergency techniques Xiao Yu learned from his grandfather to their fullest extent. Combined with the soldier's physical constitution and his own luck, he had been successfully rescued.

Luck is something elusive yet real; before the great calamity of heaven and earth, it was also known as 'qi運' (fortune) among cultivators.

In modern society, people tend to view luck as an intangible thing. Little did they know that before the great calamity, some high-level practitioners in extraordinary arts could already quantify and materialize fortune.

Back then, Zhong Kui could also suppress and gather his own fortune, but during the time of the great calamity, even heaven and earth would suffer; let alone a mere cultivator. At that time, no matter how much fortune one had, it was useless.

And soldier Wang Kai clearly belonged to someone with good luck; with a 50% chance, he made it through the ordeal unscathed, easily resolving a deathly fate.

Xiao Yu glanced at the golden needles on his chest and reached out to remove each one of them from him. Now that he had weathered the most dangerous period, these needles could be removed.

"Brother, he's fine now. Keep taking medicine and rest well; in a few months, he'll recover completely without any lingering effects!"

While Xiao Yu was tidying up the golden needles, he said to Zhang Dahuai.

When Xiao Yu had finished with the needles, Wang Kai was still asleep and hadn't woken yet. But there was no problem; he was now in a dormant protective state and would wake up after two days.

Zhang Dahuai nodded and said to those doctors from the Armed Police Hospital: "Director Jiang, we'll leave Wang Kai here for proper recuperation. The medicine Take it according to the prescription on schedule; don't take any other medicines for now. Little Wang and Little Zhang will stay here to look after him!"

"Yes, Captain! We guarantee to complete the task!

The director of the Armed Police Hospital is a man in his fifties, and he is also an armed police officer, so his mannerisms still have a military style.

Zhang Dahai nodded and left the hospital with Xiao Yu.

"Old Third, come with me to the unit; I need to discuss something with you!"

At the hospital parking lot, Zhang Dahai said this to Xiao Yu.

"Oh, Big Brother, is there something" Upon hearing that Zhang Dahai wanted to talk about something important, Xiao Yu's expression turned puzzled and he asked.

"Yes, I have a matter that needs your opinion. This isn't the place for it; let’s go to my place!" Zhang Dahai said seriously.

"Alright then, let's go!" Seeing the serious look on Zhang Dahai's face, Xiao Yu knew this was something important.

Although Xiao Yu felt a bit puzzled, he knew that Zhang Dahai wouldn't harm him. If it were anything unfavorable to him, Zhang Dahai would have told him already.

The two drove to the Armed Police Battalion; at the entrance, Zhang Dahai rolled down his window and waved at the guards who quickly opened the gate for them to enter.

Xiao Yu and Zhang Dahai parked their cars in the parking lot and went into Zhang Dahai's office.

Zhang Dahai’s office had a simple, rugged style; Xiao Yu sat on Zhang Dahai’s wooden sofa while he prepared a cup of tea which he placed on the coffee table beside him.

"Big Brother, what is it Just say it! If you don’t say anything, I’ll keep worrying!" After pouring the tea and sitting down on the sofa, Xiao Yu said with a smile.

"Third brother, now I’m not representing myself but speaking as the Chief of Unit Thirteen’s Deep Sea Branch. I formally invite you to join Unit Thirteen!"

After hearing what Xiao Yu had said, Zhang Dahai stood up and looked at Xiao Yu seriously.

Hearing Zhang Dahai's words, Xiao Yu was startled and thought to himself, "Could it be that the country has found out about my identity as a Taoist priest

"Third Brother, let me finish!" Just as Xiao Yu was about to speak, he was interrupted by Zhang Dahai.

Zhang Dahai continued addressing Xiao Yu: "Third Brother, to be honest, I really hope you join the Thirteenth Bureau because your medical skills could save many comrades' lives. Please consider it seriously!"

The Thirteenth Bureau isn't made up of people like Taoist Priest Zhang or Master Tianyuan who are experts in Qimen divination and martial arts; there are only a few such masters. There is also a small portion of high-level internal strength practitioners, but the majority are ordinary special forces soldiers.

Xiao Yu’s medical skills are indeed unparalleled, and although Zhang Dahai has been with the Thirteenth Bureau for a short time, from the records over the years, it's evident that many ordinary soldiers suffer casualties at an extremely high rate. If Xiao Yu were to accompany them on missions, it would significantly reduce these losses.

"Third Brother, you must seriously consider this because there is also very great danger involved!" Zhang Dahai thought for a moment and added something else; when he mentioned the danger, he emphasized his words.

Each mission carried with it an element of danger. He was an orphan himself and didn't have anyone to worry about, but Xiao Yu had a family. Now Zhang Dahai regretted inviting Xiao Yu because although he initially thought only of how much he could save the lives of fellow soldiers with his medical skills, he had forgotten about the dangers.

Zhang Dahai's heart was conflicted at this point: on one hand, Xiao Yu's presence could indeed save many comrades’ lives; on the other hand, having just thought about the danger involved made him feel guilty towards Xiao Yu.

This isn't to say Zhang Dahai had any ulterior motives in using Xiao Yu. If anything happened to Xiao Yu, he would risk his own life without hesitation, as seen when he didn’t care for himself or his comrades’ safety at the police station and just wanted to save Xiao Yu.

But now he was only thinking about saving fellow soldiers' lives while disregarding the dangers Xiao Yu faced. Their missions were extremely dangerous, with unknown and mysterious hazards involved. However, these matters couldn't be disclosed before Xiao Yu joined the Thirteenth Bureau.

This was just for domestic tasks; overseas assignments were even more perilous. Even if they died abroad, the country wouldn’t acknowledge their existence.

Still, Zhang Dahai felt that since he had started talking about this, it might be better to tell Xiao Yu everything and let him decide on his own!

Xiao Yu took a deep breath at this moment; as long as the country hadn't discovered his identity as a Taoist priest, then it was fine. Although he didn’t know much about the Thirteenth Bureau, through brief conversations with Li Shiqing and Taoist Priest Zhang, he understood that most Qimen practitioners didn’t like to join.

Zhang Dahan saw that Xiao Yu did not speak and was deep in thought, so he continued, "Joining the Thirteenth Division has two ways. The first way is to formally join the Thirteenth Division, enjoying great rights granted by the state while also being under its control. Of course, it won't overly restrict you, but if you don’t participate in any arranged tasks, you must get approval."

The second way is to join as an external member of the Thirteenth Division, a concept that has never existed before and is akin to ancient guest officials who enjoy rights without bearing obligations. They can choose whether or not to participate in missions based on their mood; as long as they don’t harm the state, no one will constrain them.

Zhang Dahan explained this to Xiao Yu in detail because of the autonomy of external members, since the establishment of the Thirteenth Division, the country had never recruited any external members.

Due to the limitations on formal members, it has been difficult for the state to recruit some formidable practitioners from the mysterious arts. Practitioners from the mysterious arts act as they please and are unrestrained; although the state now provides them with considerable rights, they also impose restrictions that make it hard for these loose individuals to accept.

If not for his large family, Zhang Daoshi wouldn’t have joined the Thirteenth Division. Even joining had conditions: unless necessary, he could refuse any task and Dragon Tiger Mountain would always belong to the Zhang family.

The practitioners from the mysterious arts that the country has recruited are mostly young disciples from various schools who are often products of agreements between their schools and the state.

Then there are also some young disciples from small households who yearn for a life of privilege; even with restrictions, they see no issue.

Hearing Zhang Dahan’s explanation, Xiao Yu understood why practitioners from the mysterious arts were unwilling to join the Thirteenth Division. For them, joining would only bring restrictions without any benefits, and it was unlikely that they would willingly do so.

For ordinary people, rights are a very desirable thing, even intoxicating. But for these individuals, such rights are like chicken ribs—no matter how grand the rights, their ability to kill silently surpasses them.

Wealth is also not difficult for them to obtain if they wish; in short periods of time, they can amass impressive wealth.

Therefore, compared to the restrictions imposed by joining the Thirteenth Division, it’s natural that they would choose to forego such a thing as chicken ribs.

Many internal energy experts are trained within the military, but there are also some disciples from various martial arts families.

A moment later, Xiao Yu raised his head and said, "Big Brother, I need to discuss this matter with my mother. Sorry, I can’t give you an answer right now!"

Upon hearing Xiao Yu’s words, Zhang Dahan nodded in understanding. He understood Xiao Yu's decision since Xiao Yu had family ties; if something happened to Xiao Yu during a mission, he wouldn't know how to explain it to his relatives.n more.The hatred that the Wang family had towards Xiao Yu grew greater as such; however, they had nothing they could do against him. Although Zhao Lingyun was adopted by them in the past, his power w...