The Journey of Immortal Cultivation
Chapter 82 - 70: Spiritual Medicine_2

Chapter 82: Chapter 70: Spiritual Medicine_2

Deng Hao gave a grunt and was about to open his purse again when Ning Xiaoxian heard the words "stiff" and a light flashed through her mind!

Indeed, that must be the reason!

"Hold on," she spoke up, "It’s not that my medicine pills are ineffective, Brother Deng, could you check his tongue root for me?"

Someone next to her said, "Miss Ning, you have already administered the medicine, and Xiao Jiu hasn’t improved. Please let Brother Deng continue to extend his life." The implication was for her to back off and not hinder the rescue, albeit it was put quite tactfully.

She was unwilling to accept this loss. At this moment, feeling fully confident, she suddenly turned to the person and said with a smile, "Changling, if I can revive him within ninety breaths, what would you do?" Three minutes was indeed enough for the medication to take effect.

Throughout her journey, she had been keeping a low profile just to cover up the secrets of the God Demon Prison, but it was not in her nature to be so passive. Now that her elixirs and Changtian’s judgment were being doubted, she could not tolerate it.

She was just an alchemist, and she begged pardon for not having the compassionate heart of a healer, nor could she be blamed for liking to argue over every detail!

Changling’s face stiffened, and ignoring someone tugging at his sleeve, he bluntly declared: "If you can save him, I will give you my entire salary for next year!" Why not last year or this year’s salary? He worked in a high-risk profession; although a year’s salary was not insignificant, someone who often licked blood off the knife edge would likely have spent it all immediately today.

He had been mixing in the merchant team for many years; last year during a trade, He Xiaojiu saved his life once. There are four types of relationships that are most solid: studying together, carrying guns together, visiting brothels together, and sharing spoils together. The two had done everything except studying together, and it was not known whether they had visited brothels together, naturally, their relationship was good. Seeing He Xiaojiu close to death made him extremely anxious.

In fact, there was another person in the crowd observing the situation, and that person was Old Zheng who had lost ten taels of silver before. Seeing Changling betting with Ning Xiaoxian, he felt a jolt. He knew this girl rarely did anything uncertain, and since she took the bet, she likely had a way to awaken He Xiaojiu. However, he had no intention of reminding Changling—the searing feeling of losing everything, why should he be the only one to experience it?

"Alright, it’s a deal." In the urgency of saving lives, she did not delay further:

"Brother Deng, Xiao Jiu’s throat muscles have stiffened, and he lacks the strength to swallow. The medicine pill is probably stuck behind his tongue root, could you help me by getting him to swallow it down?"

The logic she figured out was simple. Either pill or powder, it was solid medicine, and after struggling for so long, He Xiaojiu had been poisoned for a long while, and the muscles in his throat gradually stiffened, no longer able to swallow the medicine. At this moment, without external help, the medicine would only be stuck in his throat, how could it have any effect?

Deng Hao raised an eyebrow, having probably figured out this rationale as well. He stretched out his hand and patted, stroked, and aligned around He Xiaojiu’s throat, and the boy, with a gulp, indeed made a swallowing movement.

This should finally be effective, right? Ning Xiaoxian exhaled a breath and quietly waited. She finally understood the feelings of family members waiting outside an operation room, as every minute and every second was unbearably hard.

Sure enough, sixty breaths later, the purple tint on He Xiaojiu’s face started to fade, and the swelling on his face was also very slowly subsiding. The medication had finally taken effect!

Fifteen minutes later, although he had not opened his eyes yet, he was already able to emit faint moaning sounds. As soon as these mosquito-like hums emerged, the onlookers all cheered.

Subsequently, some people carried him into a wagon for care. Although Ning Xiaoxian’s medicine was effective, it was by no means an Immortal Elixir or Spirit Pill; He Xiaojiu might still experience splitting headaches, continuous high fevers, delirious talking, and occasionally incoherent... but at least the toxicity in his body was slowly being neutralized, and recovery was foreseeable. He had disobeyed orders and secretly eaten bear meat and liver, this punishment was indeed unavoidable.

Ning Xiaoxian quietly walked to the outskirts of the crowd, and only then did she sigh softly, feeling a relief all over her body. The feeling of saving a life was indeed very good.

Only then did she remember: "Changtian, why did you want me to save him?" The Grand Steward of the God Demon Prison was used to disregarding human lives, why would he care about the life of a mere merchant team clerk?

"Aren’t you trying to test the effectiveness of your own elixirs?" he responded leisurely, "Besides, today you saved his life, and everyone here witnessed it, would your medicine still worry about selling?" He had seen through her attraction to silver, just as honey is to a fly, and a candle flame is to a moth, an irresistible attraction from her Divine Soul.

The real reason, however, was that he hoped Ning Xiaoxian would gain some confidence in her own medicine through this incident. Alchemy becomes increasingly difficult and failure is common as one progresses; he certainly did not want this girl to become disheartened after a minor setback.

She knew his true intention was not just to save a person! However, the more thoroughly Changtian grasped human sentiments, the more it demonstrated his astute intelligence. Initially, she had thought this guy was just a handsome brute who handled things with brute force and liked to act cool. After all, his True Body was so powerful that during Ancient Times, wasn’t he the type to rush into fights directly?

Just as she was about to speak, Deng, the team leader, came over, apparently having settled everything regarding He Xiaojiu.

"Miss Ning, thank you!" Deng Hao sincerely thanked her. Today he had already lost a brother, and if he lost another without cause, how could he bear it?

"You’re welcome! Actually, I wasn’t sure either, but saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda, I had to try." She was best at speaking politely, "Brother Deng has taken good care of me along the way, it was only right for me to exert some effort."

What is a pagoda? Deng Hao was puzzled, but without dwelling on it, he was concerned about another matter: "May I have a word with you?"

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