Chapter 25 A Medical Cultivator in Shengjing, A Cold and Aloof Beauty

She wore a light-colored dress and had a cool, aloof beauty.

On the horse, a cool and aloof young woman carried the scent of medicine. Her gentle and distant demeanor was tinged with pride. Her skirt was dusty and her hair was slightly disheveled. She did not possess the ethereal beauty of a fairy under the moon, but rather the radiant compassion of a goddess who had come to the world to help others.

Admiring a beautiful woman under the moon.

She was also a beautiful woman with a close relationship with Zhang Xuan.

Qingyu couldn't help herself; she smiled deeply, then turned her head back, her eyes still fixed on Lin Fanxiang, and called out...

"Zhang Xuan, someone is looking for you."

Zhang Xuan froze the moment Lin Fanxiang's voice entered the carriage, while Qin Tianshu withdrew his wary gaze, turned a page of his book with a smile, and then teased loudly.

"Xuan, someone is looking for you."

Zhang Xuan took a few deep breaths, then suddenly realized that he was too weak at the moment, his complexion was not good, and it was also very strange, just as Qing Yu said, he looked like a dead ghost.

He hesitated, and even Wen Chuan couldn't help but turn around. The young man raised an eyebrow and chuckled, his usually gentle face now showing a hint of anticipation. He looked at the flustered Zhang Xuan and softly said four words to him.

Someone is looking for you.

"……I see!"

Honestly, when did you start making fun of him?!

Zhang Xuan replied in a low but harsh voice. The boy lowered his head, feeling inexplicably embarrassed and annoyed by their barrage of words. However, the interruption from the three of them helped him suppress his flustered emotions.

The boy stood up and walked quickly to the carriage door. Qingyu was about to give up her seat when she saw this, but the girl tilted her head and thought about it again and again. She then simply stepped out of the carriage and jumped off.

Zhang Xuan: "..."

—What are you trying to do? Have you forgotten that I can't leave the carriage?

Wen Chuan smiled at Qing Yu's actions, and seeing this, he also got off the carriage and neatly made way for Zhang Xuan.

Zhang Xuan: "..."

—What are you trying to do? I really can't get out of the carriage.

They thought the girl on horseback would get impatient with their series of actions, but she just looked at Zhang Xuan and tightened her grip on the reins.

Under the sparse moonlight, Lin Fanxiang, dressed in a light white dress, looked as if bathed in moonlight, exuding a cool and exquisite beauty.

She chuckled as she looked at Zhang Xuan, whose face was ashen. The young woman raised her eyebrows slightly, her eyes filled with autumn water. "Long time no see. It seems you've been doing quite well."

Zhang Xuan's lips moved slightly; perhaps because he felt his body growing cold and aching while seated in the driver's seat, he spoke softly.

"Fanxiang... Sister."

The atmosphere became slightly awkward for a moment. Qingyu lowered her head, suppressing a laugh, and then backed away from the car step by step, heading towards the left-side window.

She knocked on the car window. Qin Tianshu, who was reading a book by the window, kept his eyes on the book, but his arm deftly and quickly opened the window.

Their eyes never met, but their gossipy hearts burned brightly.

Qingyu: "Get out of the carriage with a tinderbox. We're in for a tough night."

Qin Tianshu: "I understand."

...

It's strange, but the area forty li outside Danzhou City is actually quite close to Danzhou City.

The group of people stood facing each other around a campfire in the suburbs, looking at each other in bewilderment.

Lin Fanxiang tied up the horse and walked forward slowly.

Qingyu, Wenchuan, and Qin Tianshu all looked at her.

Lin Fanxiang: "..." It's actually quite scary late at night.

She smiled and briefly introduced herself, "Lin Fanxiang, a medical practitioner from Shengjing."

Qingyu nodded; she understood. Lin Fanxiang was a stunningly beautiful woman from Shengjing, known for her aloof and elegant demeanor.

Wen Chuan didn't speak, but simply nodded gently. Qin Tianshu, who was next to him, kept smiling. He looked incredibly handsome and approachable. "The surname Lin is good. Lin is a good surname."

The scholar smiled and said, "Greetings, Miss Lin. I am Qin Tianshu, an unknown rogue cultivator, and a scholar."

Wen Chuan looked at Lin Fanxiang and said gently, following Qin Tianshu's words, "My name is Wen Chuan, and I am friends with Zhang Xuan."

Lin Fanxiang nodded slightly, and thus they became acquainted.

Just as Qingyu was about to speak, Zhang Xuan from the vehicle control department suddenly coughed, which was particularly noticeable in the quiet night.

Qin Tianshu smiled and said, "Miss Lin rushed to Danzhou late at night, presumably for Zhang Xuan?"

Lin Fanxiang gently curved her lips into a smile and nodded, "That's true."

Qin Tianshu coughed and turned to look at Zhang Xuan, who was sitting in the driver's seat with his head down. "Zhang Xuan, say something."

Zhang Xuan kept his head down, and the boy's muffled voice came from behind him, "There's nothing to say. I'm just not strong enough, and I've been poisoned."

Qingyu: "..." She looked at Lin Fanxiang and smiled politely.

"It seems Zhang Xuan has been ill for a long time and has forgotten how to speak."

Lin Fanxiang looked at Qingyu. Although the girl was dressed in a plain gray dress and without any elaborate hairpins, the moonlight could not obscure her bright features and the glimmer in her eyes. Her beauty was pure and radiant, and her demeanor was natural; she was truly a beauty.

In the flickering firelight, Lin Fanxiang thought the girl looking up at her was really beautiful, so beautiful that she liked her at first sight.

Lin Fanxiang chuckled, "I think so too."

She paused, then looked at the pitiful-looking Zhang Xuan in the carriage, and asked with a puzzled yet gentle tone, "Can't you get off the carriage?"

Upon hearing this, Wen Chuan said, "We drew a talisman on the car, so Zhang Xuan won't be poisoned while he's inside."

Lin Fanxiang nodded, her eyes smiling as she looked at Zhang Xuan. The girl had a strong medicinal scent, which carried a reassuring aura.

"Ah Xuan, come down."

"I'm here, you'll be fine."

...

Half an hour later.

Zhang Xuan was surrounded by a faint white spiritual aura, and from a distance, he appeared as a young man in red robes, bathed in moonlight.

He sat quietly in meditation, and the paleness on his face that had been there for days gradually faded. His lips were still a little pale, but thankfully the purple color had disappeared.

Across the campfire, Qingyu and his two companions sat opposite each other.

Qingyu whispered, "Are medical cultivators really that powerful?"

In less than half a quarter of an hour, Zhang Xuan regained his rosy complexion and looked radiant.

Qin Tianshu whispered, "Perhaps it's Miss Lin who's more capable."

Qingyu: "I think so too."

Wen Chuan: "..."

Even if you're speaking very softly late at night, we can still hear you, okay?

Lin Fanxiang had been watching Zhang Xuan's condition closely, and only when she saw that he had finally regained his color did she gently stop.

The young girl sat down gently, her expression calm, and looked back at them upon hearing their words.

Lin Fanxiang: "Zhang Xuan and I are friends."

She paused, then smiled faintly, "Zhang Xuan has been poisoned for too long, and the toxins are intertwined with the spiritual energy in his body. I'm afraid I'll need some time to slowly clear them away."

Qingyu tilted her head, her eyes clear, "It's alright, anyway, from Danzhou to Shengjing, Miss Lin can take her time to get better."

After saying that, she smiled again, her voice unusually soft.

"My name is Qingyu, Qingyu from the Qingshui fishermen's family. Miss Lin, you can just call me by my name."

Lin Fanxiang nodded slightly. She was not a talkative person, but she was kind and polite. She smiled at Qingyu and said, "In that case, you can just call me Fanxiang."

“Okay,” Qingyu smiled brightly. She stood up gently, then walked around the fire and sat down next to Lin Fanxiang with enthusiasm but also with propriety, speaking to her with a soft laugh.

Qin Tianshu and Wen Chuan on the opposite side: "..."

Qin Tianshu turned his head back, gently opened his fan, and used the fan to cover the lower half of his face. Behind the fan, he leaned slightly close to Wen Chuan's ear, his eyes still fixed on Qing Yu and Lin Fanxiang, who were talking opposite him.

"What do we do now? Should we get Doctor Lin into the carriage?"

It's not that the carriage is particularly valuable, but it was made by their own hands and has rare spatial runes. To get inside, one must be someone they trust.

Wen Chuan lowered his eyes and said calmly, "The autumn night is chilly, keep your fan away from me."

The implication is that you're fanning yourself late at night, aren't you afraid of getting cold?

Qin Tianshu hissed softly. He frowned as he looked at the boy's expressionless profile. What was wrong with Wen Chuan? He was usually indifferent, but now he was acting cold.

What do you mean? Do you think you're so warm?

Qin Tianshu remained silent, only glaring at Wen Chuan. He then fanned himself fiercely a few times, sending a gust of cold wind blowing towards the two of them. Even the fire was affected, its flames flickering slightly.

Qingyu and Lin Fanxiang looked at Qin Tianshu, who was fanning himself, with a strange expression from across the way.

Qingyu: "You don't need to worry about him. Reading too many books will make him stupid."

Lin Fanxiang: "..."

On a desolate autumn night, Wen Chuan, who was sharing the cool breeze with the handsome scholar, glanced helplessly at Qin Tianshu.

Before the scholar could speak again, Wen Chuan turned his gaze back to the two girls opposite him who seemed to have met too late in life. They were praising each other's appearances and talking about the whole story of Zhang Xuan's poisoning.

Although Qingyu is always smiling and cheerful, she rarely approaches others with such enthusiasm and initiative. At this moment, she blinks and talks earnestly with Lin Fanxiang, looking from a distance like a close friend who has not seen each other for a long time.

The boy watched this scene and gave a gentle, very faint smile.

“Miss Lin is acquainted with Zhang Xuan, so she is naturally worthy of our trust.”

...

In the stillness of the night, the fire crackled occasionally, moonlight spilled across the ground, and the girl chuckled softly.

They had already decided on their route to Shengjing. Meeting each other was fate. They were all cultivators and of similar age, so they naturally felt closer to each other. Coincidentally, Zhang Xuan and Lin Fanxiang were from Shengjing, and Qingyu's destination also passed through Shengjing. Wen Chuan was traveling with Qingyu and even made the carriage. It wouldn't be bad for them to travel to Shengjing together.

As for Qin Tianshu, he simply thought the carriage was quite nice. Having traveled alone across the Nine Provinces for so many years, he had never enjoyed such a pleasant journey. Besides, Shengjing, the capital of Yan Zhou, was the most prosperous place in the Nine Provinces, and he hadn't been there in a long time. After thinking it over, the scholar decisively decided to travel with everyone.

At this moment, Zhang Xuan was still adjusting his breathing. He couldn't move lightly at this time. The white spiritual energy was like a gentle and warm breeze, which was familiar with his own spiritual energy meridians.

Wen Chuan boarded the carriage and hastily sketched runes to add a room at the deepest part of the carriage.

Qin Tianshu sat quietly, the faint flickering of flames and the gentle whisper of the evening breeze in his ears.

The scholar's eyes were slightly vacant, but his gaze was almost imperceptibly fixed on the medicine box beside the girl in white.

They didn't ask Lin Fanxiang how she knew Zhang Xuan was poisoned, nor did they gossip about their relationship, or even reveal each other's identities. They simply exchanged names and talked about details of Zhang Xuan's poisoning and trivial matters from their trip to Danzhou.

People's initial trust often stems from value.

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Author's note: Ding ding ding, we have arrived at Danzhou City. Passengers who need to get off or transfer, please take note. Thank you for your support and cooperation. We wish you a safe journey.

Day and night are reversed, and children are crying.

New passengers and passengers who have not yet reached their destination, please do not fall asleep.

Next stop, Jinlian Town.