Chapter 33: Jade Crown in Trouble.
It was just another ordinary day.
In the dimly lit archives room.
Yu Xiaolie sat at a table piled high with ancient books, his brows furrowed, intently flipping through "The Records of Ancient Plants and Trees".
The yellowed pages turned gently between his fingertips, making a soft rustling sound.
His eyes were fixed on the book's description of herbs, which he studied intently.
"Nine-grade purple Ganoderma: Nourishes the body's foundation and strengthens its vital energy, boosting its efficacy and stimulating the body's last vital energy."
"Qingling Leaf: Purifies impurities in soul power, making it purer and increasing its circulation speed, thereby enhancing the overall quality of soul power."
"Soul Condensation Fruit: Condenses soul power, condenses and compresses scattered soul power within the body, promotes the refinement of soul power, and enhances the power of soul skills..."
Yu Xiaolie's gaze paused slightly, then he picked up the brush on the table and quickly made notes on the paper next to him.
His wrist moved nimbly, and his handwriting was strong and powerful.
But after writing only a few words, he stopped writing, shook his head slightly, frowned even more deeply, and crossed out what he had just written.
He muttered to himself.
"This needs to be paired with this..."
"This martial soul cannot be eaten before it evolves..."
As he delved deeper into the study, Yu Xiaolie's expression grew increasingly solemn.
He would sometimes purse his lips tightly, and sometimes tap the table lightly.
Finding the right common herbs for one's own martial soul evolution amidst this dense collection of herbal knowledge is like searching for a needle in a haystack.
If he cannot find a top-grade immortal herb, he can only cultivate step by step, and it is unknown how long it will take for his martial spirit's potential to be gradually unleashed.
After a long while, Yu Xiaolie sighed heavily, leaned back in his chair, and rubbed his sore eyes.
The image of the Yin-Yang Well of Ice and Fire appeared in his mind.
He pondered to himself.
We need to find a way to get to the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well.
That place gathers the essence of heaven and earth, where one can find the medicinal herbs one needs.
Yu Xiaolie walked to the window, his brows furrowed, and gazed into the distance through the window, his eyes filled with contemplation.
Even if he could use his knowledge of herbs and detoxification to help Dugu Bo detoxify, so what?
Rushing to the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well would likely anger the eccentric Dugu Bo. Why would he trust you?
If things go wrong, I might not come back.
Thinking of this, he gritted his teeth slightly, his cheeks tensing.
Suddenly, a series of hurried and flustered footsteps broke the silence, and Luo Ying rushed over with a panicked expression.
"Xiao Lie, something's happened to your second uncle!"
Luo Ying was panting heavily, her words filled with anxiety.
Upon hearing this, Yu Xiaolie's body stiffened abruptly, his face filled with astonishment.
"ah?"
He let out a soft gasp instinctively.
Yu Xiaolie's mind flashed quickly through Yu Luomian's image. In the past two years, because they were both busy with cultivation and missions, he and Yu Luomian had only met a handful of times.
Yu Xiaolie knew his second uncle Yu Luomian's strength well; if his second uncle was in trouble, then he must have encountered a great deal of trouble.
"What happened?"
Yu Xiaolie quickly stood up, his voice low and his eyes full of worry.
At this moment, he no longer cared about the information in his hand; he only wanted to find out immediately what had happened to Yu Luomian.
He caught up with Luo Ying in one stride.
Luo Ying, panting as she jogged, explained Yu Luomian's ordeal to Yu Xiaolie.
"Lord Yu was on a mission deep into the forest when he was surrounded by soul beasts. He was eventually injured by a poisonous snake soul beast and poisoned."
"The people were only delivered to the camp today!"
Upon hearing this, Yu Xiaolie's brows furrowed even deeper, and a flash of anger crossed his face.
Although he hadn't met Yu Luomian many times, he was still grateful to him, since letting him stay was already the greatest help Yu Xiaolie could receive.
When they reached the door, they happened to run into the snake king who was coming out.
The snake king's face was extremely indifferent. After glancing at him, he left coldly.
Yu Xiaolie was taken aback, staring at the snake king's back, his brows furrowed into a deep frown.
He thought to himself.
This person's attitude is so cold! It's a pity that Yu Luomian is his brother who has been through thick and thin with him.
Luo Ying sighed softly upon seeing this.
"Don't blame Lord Snake King."
"Death is common when carrying out missions on the border; most people have become numb to it."
"Let's go in."
Upon hearing this, Yu Xiaolie paused slightly, then slowly turned around, nodded, and pushed open the door to enter the room.
After the two entered the room, they felt a sense of oppression permeating the space.
Lin Fan, a healing-type Soul Master in the military, is treating Yu Luomian at her bedside.
Sweat rolled down his forehead and dripped onto his white shirt.
His hands, radiating a gentle healing power, moved back and forth over the wound on Yu Luomian's shoulder, his brows furrowed.
His eyes were fixed on the spot where the venomous snake had bitten him, and he dared not relax for a moment.
Each output of soul power is like a life-or-death struggle against that domineering poison.
Lin Fan's lips trembled slightly as he murmured softly.
"Hold on a little longer, you must hold on."
He knew in his heart that the poison was too potent, and his soul power was being consumed every second. If he was not careful, all his previous efforts would be in vain.
Yu Luomian's face was ashen, her lips were slightly parted and bloodless, and her body remained motionless.
After a long while, Lin Fan, as if he had just survived a great battle, got off the bed, exhausted.
Luo Ying hurried forward and asked anxiously.
"Lin Fan, how is Lord Yu?"
Lin Fan looked exhausted and shook his head helplessly.
"The toxicity is too strong, and the evacuation from the center of the forest took too long. We can only stall for now. I really don't know how long he can hold on."
Upon hearing this, Luo Ying's face drained of color instantly, and her hands clenched into fists instinctively.
He suppressed his inner turmoil, his voice low but trembling uncontrollably.
"Isn't there any other way?"
Lin Fan sighed and spread his hands.
"We've tried everything we could, but this poison is too unique; the medicines we have simply can't suppress it."
Upon hearing this, Yu Xiaolie's brows furrowed into a deep knot.
Without saying a word, he quickly walked to the bedside and bent down to examine the poison wound on Yu Luomian's shoulder.
His gaze was solemn, his eyes revealing a composure beyond his years. The wound was a bluish-purple color, with eerie black edges, radiating a chilling aura, as if telling the story of the poison's domineering power.
Looking at the shocking injuries, Yu Xiaolie's mind quickly flashed back to the records in "The Records of Ancient Herbs and Trees," which suggested that taking Lobelia chinensis and Viola yedoensis together might enhance his second uncle's resistance to poison.
But the toxin has already seeped into the bone marrow, and it is no easy task to completely remove it with herbs alone.
He sighed inwardly.
After a moment's thought, Yu Xiaolie no longer hesitated and immediately sat cross-legged on the edge of the bed, circulating his soul power.
In an instant, pure and supremely bright spiritual power surged forth from his dantian, like a golden stream carrying a hint of warmth, slowly flowing into the Jade Crown.
Bathed in the light, Yu Xiaolie's face appeared even more resolute. Large beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, but he was completely unaware of it, focusing intently on controlling his soul power, trying to dispel the poison that had seeped into his bones.
As soul power was continuously injected, the originally pitch-black wound gradually regained a trace of color.
This incredibly potent toxin seems to be inherently afraid of pure energy with a light attribute, and the speed at which the toxin spreads has been effectively curbed.
Yu Xiaolie secretly rejoiced, his judgment was correct; the soul power of the light attribute could indeed purify the toxins in his second uncle's body.
But this is only temporary. To completely remove the toxins, you need the herbs recorded in the "Records of Ancient Herbs".
Luo Ying and Lin Fan stood aside, already dumbfounded.
Lin Fan opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but was too shocked by the scene before him to speak.
Yu Xiaolie let out a long sigh, slowly withdrew his soul power, turned to look at Lin Fan, and spoke in a hurried but concise and powerful tone.
"Brother Lin, could you please help me collect two medicinal herbs: Lobelia chinensis and Viola yedoensis?"
Lin Fan was stunned for a moment, then quickly came to his senses, nodded in agreement, and rushed out the door.
Inside the room, only Yu Xiaolie and Luo Ying remained, guarding Yu Luomian's side.
Luo Ying looked at Yu Luomian with concern, then at the exhausted Yu Xiaolie, and hesitated to speak.
"Don't worry, my second uncle will be fine."
...
Three days later.
Inside a simply furnished room.
Yu Luomian lay quietly on the bed, her face no longer as pale as before, and gradually regained some color.
Beside the bed, Yu Xiaolie was carefully tidying up the medicine bowl. The fatigue of the past few days had left his face looking tired, but his eyes were full of relief.
For several days in a row, Yu Xiaolie came here every day without fail, regularly circulating his light-attribute soul power to cleanse Yu Luomian of toxins.
Not only that, but they also carefully prepared herbal medicine for him every day to accelerate the recovery of his physical functions.
Now that Yu Luomian is finally out of danger, Yu Xiaolie can finally relax.
at the same time.
The Snake King in the army stared at Luo Ying in shock, seemingly trying to process this astonishing news.
Is this true?
In his understanding, the poison that Yu Luomian was afflicted with was extremely difficult to cure. He had personally examined her that day and confirmed that there was no hope of saving Yu Luomian.
They thought they were about to send another comrade away from the camp, but unexpectedly, Yu Xiaolie rescued him.
Luo Ying nodded solemnly.
"I saw it with my own eyes, it's absolutely true."
A complex emotion flashed in the Snake King's eyes, but more than that, it was urgency.
"Take me to see him."
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