blueteamnovel Chapter 63, it absolutely has to be effective!
Chapter 63, it absolutely has to be effective!
"Just one more day, just one more day!" Hua Xufang, who hadn't had a proper rest for five days, secretly cheered himself up, forcing himself to endure wave after wave of fatigue, and carefully checked all the disciples with his divine sense.
Once he was certain that no one was in immediate danger, he withdrew his divine sense and began to worry about Elder Shen, the Guyuan Realm cultivator he had been responsible for taking care of.
Because he had not obtained the appropriate antidote for a long time, the elder of the combat lineage was losing his ability to suppress the poison, and his aura was becoming weaker and weaker. At this moment, his face was ashen, his heartbeat was slowing down, and he remained unconscious.
Elder Shen was the one with the highest cultivation level among this group, but he was also the most seriously injured and the only one whose life was in danger.
Hua Xufang felt heavy-hearted, with a hint of helplessness.
"Hopefully, reinforcements will arrive by tomorrow morning, bringing the necessary antidote; otherwise, Master Shen will truly be in danger!"
At this moment, Hua Xufang saw that Shen Conghui, whose face was covered in black mist, had his eyes closed, but his mouth was slightly open, calling to him in a low voice.
Hua Xufang hurriedly struggled to get closer and asked with concern, "Uncle-Master, are you feeling unwell anywhere?"
Elder Shen Conghui, barely breathing, his face ashen, managed to open his swollen old eyes after a few breaths, revealing crescent-shaped slits, and weakly asked Hua Xufang, "Nephew Hua, have the sect's reinforcements not arrived yet?"
Hua Xufang guiltily avoided his expectant gaze and smiled wryly: "Uncle Deng, who specializes in combat at Shenwen Peak, and Uncle Chen, who specializes in defense, are on their way, but we are too far from the sect. I'm afraid they won't arrive until tomorrow morning."
"However, the sect has already passed on a new combination of hidden divine characters to help us conceal our tracks, and so far, it's working very well. Please hold on a little longer."
Beneath Shen Conghui's swollen eyes, his eyeballs moved slowly under his heavy eyelids before he asked in a trembling voice, "Only the hidden divine combination was passed on, not the medicine-related one?"
Hua Xufang's heart clenched. After a moment's hesitation, he replied tactfully, "Of the disciples in the medicine department, a small number have already recovered their strength."
However, Shen Conghui's injuries were too severe, and he had been poisoned by a rare toxin; there was no medicine that could cure him at the moment.
As a doctor, seeing that Shen Conghui might really be at the end of his life, Hua Xufang really couldn't bear to explain his injuries.
This grandmaster has already sacrificed far too much to protect the descendants of Flying Eagle Mountain.
But Shen Conghui understood from his stammering that complex emotions were revealed in his barely open eyes, a mixture of reluctance and resolute determination.
After a few breaths, Shen Conghui sighed softly, his tone filled with the melancholy, regret, and reluctance of a hero at the end of his road: "Xiao Hua, thank you for taking care of me along the way. I'm afraid my injury won't last until tomorrow."
At this point, Shen Conghui laboriously extended the finger adorned with the spatial ring, shook it slightly, and poured several jade bottles containing pills onto the ground: "These were originally intended for my descendants, but they haven't yet opened their sea of consciousness... You can take them and give them to your disciples; every little bit helps."
At this point, Shen Conghui's voice lowered, revealing endless desolation: "I... I've been poisoned by that old scoundrel Du. You don't have the right antidote, so you can't cure me."
The words, tinged with a death wish, yet also with a touch of attachment to life and helplessness, left Hua Xufang stunned. Looking at the several bottles of pills before him, his heart sank into a deep heaviness.
This ancestor of the Solidifying Origin Realm, in the prime of his life, was about to die because there was no cure for the poison he had been afflicted with.
Should we really go pick them up?
At this moment, Hua Xufang's identity badge on his waist suddenly beeped softly and emitted a green light.
It's safe green, not alarm red!
Hua Xufang felt relieved and quickly looked down to check the screen.
A moment later, his tired eyes suddenly flashed with a strange light, his fingers clenched tightly, and he completely forgot his entanglement and sadness.
"Cleansing away poison and expelling evil...life can be saved..."
"How can the character 'clean' be put together with the character 'poisonous god'? One means 'clean,' and the other means filthy to the point of being disgusting and frightening. How can they be combined?"
The ancestors of Renyi Peak have never used this word to detoxify!
However, if it cannot be accepted by the God of Literature, then the sect will not pass it on.
Hua Xufang hesitated for a moment before looking at the message, then glanced at Shen Conghui beside him, whose face was dark with anger, and his heart sank again.
In that short time, Master Shen's aura weakened even further.
Just then, he heard Jiang Linyue's exceptionally cheerful and excited voice from dozens of steps away: "Senior Brother Hua, was I right? Wang Yan has come up with a new medical combination that doesn't require medicine!"
Without any elixirs or medicines, it is purely through the power of the word "divine" itself that this character, which can cure all diseases, was created!
Although it's only that all illnesses can be treated, not cured, the text suggests that it has bought everyone some more time.
The sect should be able to send over the medicinal herbs they need by tomorrow!
At this moment, Jiang Linyue felt exceptionally proud.
Sure enough, Wang Yan not only considered the combinations of divine characters when there was a sufficient supply of medicine, but also tried to create divine characters without medicine. His mind was as meticulous as ever!
Great!
Under the sunlight, her beautiful face still showed traces of fatigue, but even more so, it radiated boundless anticipation and joy for the future, and a vibrant and abundant life force!
Hua Xufang looked at her strangely: "Junior Sister, are you sure this divine script is effective against Master Shen's poison?"
Jiang Linyue was taken aback at first, but quickly said solemnly, "Let's try! This is our last resort! I believe in him!"
After all, Wang Yan's every move had never disappointed her!
Hua Xufang was immediately infected by her confidence and no longer hesitated. He turned to Shen Conghui, whose face was ashen, and said apologetically, "Grandmaster, let's give it a try!"
Shen Conghui, having seemingly understood his meaning, suddenly regained a glimmer of hope on his previously despairing face, and weakly opened his mouth: "Let's try!"
If my injuries can heal and the poison can be neutralized without medicine, then of course I don't want to die!
A tiny divine script quickly emerged from between Hua Xufang's eyebrows, instantly unleashing a gentle, clean, pure white power that swiftly enveloped the already dying Shen Conghui.
The other three medical cultivators from Renyi Peak all simultaneously extended their divine senses, staring intently at Shen Conghui's face, silently praying in their hearts.
"It has to be effective!"
You should know that on their escape route, they had tried every possible method, using every divine word they could think of, to detoxify Shen Conghui, but to no avail.
Deep down, they were almost ready to give up hope.
It can be said that Wang Yan, this young disciple with the white six-petaled flower of literary talent, is their last hope.