Chapter 2248: Chapter 2248: Medicine Shocks the World (33)

Chuzheng cremated the original owner’s body, gathered the ashes, and felt a bit troubled.

Burying it felt unreliable.

What if Meng Weihan went insane?

So, Chuzheng decided to keep it, not leaving even the ashes for that dog!

[...] Who’s really the insane one here!

After solving the original owner’s body, next, Chuzheng decided to make more poisons with the Good Person Card.

"...Why...why?" Jing Po expressed confusion.

In Jueyi Tower, he wasn’t allowed to make such poisons.

Previously, he made them secretly.

After leaving Jueyi Tower, no one controlled him, but Jing Po only ensured enough for himself, never making too much.

"It’s useful." Chuzheng reached out to touch his nose tip: "Help me with this."

Make the Good Person Card feel useful!

Hmm!

Jing Po leaned his head back slightly, touched his nose, and responded softly: "Hmm..."

Turns out he was helpful to her.

Jing Po used to make few poisons, influenced by Jueyi Tower and hard-to-find ingredients.

Especially materials from Demonic Beasts.

He wasn’t as skilled as Chuzheng, who could directly poison Demonic Beasts.

With limited raw materials, naturally, the poisons made were few.

Now with Chuzheng, whatever he needed, she could easily obtain, and things he wanted to make before could now be realized.

Jing Po was visibly happy.

He enjoyed experimenting with these things.

Chuzheng and Jing Po encountered Demonic Beasts twice more, and relying on beasts being unable to speak, she’d flee with Jing Po upon sight.

Only a fool would confront them head-on!

Chuzheng heard people discussing Wuyin Town matters, thinking those who survived and left had spread the story.

Besides this, there were incidents of Demonic Beasts rampaging across the continent, injuring people.

The beasts suddenly seemed crazed.

Rumors claimed several cities had fallen.

Demonic Beasts hadn’t been quiet before, but never appeared this frequently and in such large numbers.

Adding the current situation in Wuyin Town, the people of Jiuzhou Continent felt weighed down, like a stone on their hearts.

Chuzheng suspected the Wuyin Town affair was related to these beasts.

When she left Wuyin Town, those beasts seemed to be waiting for her.

Later, both encounters were ambushes.

But for now, Chuzheng was too occupied to deal with them; the Good Person Card was more important!

-

One night, Jing Po’s hair turned back to black.

Though black looked good, Chuzheng still felt the boy suited silver, like an elf.

Chuzheng sat beside a box, fiddling with bottles and jars, but couldn’t find the golden bottle.

Where did he put it?

"What are you looking for?"

"Nothing." Chuzheng retracted her hand in disappointment: "The Forgetfulness Tree Flower and Zhixi Blood, how do you plan to use them?"

"Um...I’m working on it, but it’ll take a long time..."

Plus, he’s unsure if he’ll succeed.

"Why is your body like this?"

Jing Po’s hand paused, his lashes drooped, looking at the stones on the ground.

"If you don’t want to say, it’s alright." Chuzheng didn’t insist, fearing she might upset the Good Person Card, leading to comforting him, which was unacceptable.

"I...It was after I was expelled from Jueyi Tower."

In Jueyi Tower, Jing Po insisted he wasn’t wrong when he created medicine for those infected by Demonic Qi.

But they still thought he was wrong.

So...

After refusing to admit wrongdoing, he was expelled from Jueyi Tower.

The tower was on a mountain, and when he descended, a senior brother from Jueyi Tower stopped him with others.

The senior brother entered Jueyi Tower before Jing Po and was expected to be the last disciple taken by the Tower Master.

But when Jing Po came, the Tower Master took him as the last disciple directly.

Since then, whether in status or medicine skills, Jing Po overshadowed the senior brother.

So, in his misfortune, the senior brother harbored resentment, adding insult to injury.

Jueyi Tower had a forbidden area no one was allowed in; Jing Po was forced into it.

The memory was foggy, and when he fully recovered, he was already in this state.

His body now contained mysterious Demonic Qi, triggering unexpectedly.

Intervals ran from a year to a few days, each episode feeling like being on the verge of Ghost Gate.

Later, he found a medication to suppress it.

Though it didn’t cure, it reduced his suffering.

But it wasn’t a complete solution.

Jing Po recalled Jueyi Tower’s Book Pavilion with various ancient texts documenting peculiar ailments.

So he secretly returned to the Book Pavilion.

Initially taking a chance, he unexpectedly found it.

It detailed symptoms similar to his and how to resolve them.

So...

He began collecting the needed items.

The Forgetfulness Tree Flower and Zhixi were the last necessities.

"Does each episode occur unpredictably?"

Jing Po shook his head: "...No, they’re all sudden. Every time it happens, I feel I might never wake again..."

Towards the end, Jing Po’s voice dwindled.

At that time, he was alone during episodes. He might have time to medicate but couldn’t guarantee he’d be fine upon waking.

"Come here."

Jing Po hesitated, then approached Chuzheng.

Chuzheng hooked his wrist, causing Jing Po to sway slightly, falling into her embrace, steadied by her grasp.

Jing Po was startled, his heartbeat quickening slightly.

"You’ll have me in the future."

The girl’s voice echoed in Jing Po’s ear, cool and steady, yet it stirred waves in his heart.

"No matter when, I’ll be by your side."

The wind rustled through the forest, leaves whispering, with a light, sand-like sound.

Jing Po vaguely heard his heartbeat, rising and falling unpredictably with the wind.

"...Do you want to practice?"

"Hmm?"

Jing Po leaned into Chuzheng, their breaths mingling, indistinguishable.

Sha sha sha—

Chuzheng’s fingers ran through Jing Po’s smooth hair, supporting his head, tilting slightly to the left, leading the boy to follow her motion.

Chuzheng lifted her hand, palm facing the brush behind them, the wind passing through her fingers, stirring coolness.

Silver light flashed, swept by the wind towards the brush.

Sha sha—

The brush shook fiercely.

Jing Po’s lashes trembled, slightly pulling away wanting to glance back: "What’s that sound?"

"The wind."

Chuzheng pressed his head back, again taking the boy’s breath away.

Behind the boy, countless silver lines fractured, accompanied by the ’sha sha’ sound, silver light converged like meteors coming together around them and disappeared.

-

The boy hugged Chuzheng, gazing at the stars overhead: "Where are we going?"

"Find a place to stay first, then you make the cure."

"...Me??" The boy was slightly surprised.

"Hmm." Chuzheng adjusted the boy’s light blanket.

"Don’t you have anything to do?" He could work while journeying, it wasn’t urgent.

Chuzheng patted his head: "You’re more important."

I need to suppress the Demonic Beasts; if you’re not well, how can you make the poison for me?

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