Chapter 22 Chapter 22

Back to reality, Xuanyin took off her helmet and sat up from the hospital bed. She looked around and used her mental power to sense: "Has the monitor been removed?"

The system flew around and checked: "Yeah, everything has been dismantled, including the psychometer."

The speed was fast, but when I thought about myself lying in bed, with no perception of the outside world, someone quietly came to the ward to dismantle the equipment.

This feeling is really fucked up.

Xuanyin got out of bed, stretched out a bit, and poured herself a glass of water.

The system came over and said, "Are you angry? Just ignore those people."

Xuanyin said calmly, "How could I be angry? I've always been very stable, so why would I get angry over such trivial matters?"

The system looked at her suspiciously. Really?

"Then let me tell you about what's going on online. Regarding He Xiangu, after she announced how to use the elixir, the comments went viral."

Xuanyin didn't say yes or no, locked the door, and started practicing her body refining technique again.

The system coughed lightly, projected a light brain image, and began reading netizens' comments.

"Fasting and bathing for seven consecutive days, and praying devoutly to the sacred pagoda? What kind of bizarre way of taking it is this? Who could do it?"

"It's called seven days, but it's actually just seven nights, three hours each night. Compared to the efficacy of a magic pill, this is nothing, right?"

"If my mind wanders a little while I'm praying, does that mean I'm not being devout enough? That's too harsh."

"I think this elixir is just a gimmick, a joke. The Wood Spirit Divine Tree is more powerful. I heard it's already open for licensing. There are only ten spots in total, and they've already been reserved."

"I heard the military directly took five spots. From now on, the Wood Spirit Sacred Tree will be standard equipment for military doctors!"

"I still believe in the Wood Spirit Sacred Tree more. After all, it was designed by the genius girl Cheng Zixin."

After reading this, the system carefully looked at Xuanyin's expression.

Xuanyin stood on one leg, stretched out her right arm, with her thumb, index finger and middle finger straight, and the other two fingers bent. She stared at her fingertips, neither sad nor happy, as if she had turned into a statue.

The air at her fingertips seemed to be burned and gradually twisted bit by bit. This was her releasing her mental power at an extremely subtle level.

Her body-building technique is designed to be more effective when combined with her mental energy.

This wasn't the first time the system had seen this, but it still felt incredible. It circled Xuanyin twice and asked, "How did you manage to stand so steadily without shaking at all?"

Thinking of the important matter, he said, "I suspect that Cheng Zixin has gone to your comment section to send water army. More and more people in the comment section are mentioning the Wood Spirit Sacred Tree.

"As for the authorization, anyone who obtains it can purchase the sacred clothing of the Wood Spirit Tree for their own use. Aside from the five authorized by the military, the other five authorizations are said to have been obtained by very famous divine doctors.

"Oh, and Cheng Zixin will be a special judge for this designer competition, representing the Federation's outstanding young designers. I guess that's why the Security Agency is so eager to find you to reconcile. After all, Cheng Zixin can still be used to support the event, and the Federation doesn't want such a person to be tainted."

The system talked for a long time, but Xuanyin's eyes did not move at all, as if she had not heard it at all.

The system had no choice but to shut up. Alas, this host was so focused that her concentration was too strong and nothing could disturb her.

At this moment, several people from the Federal Spiritual Attachment Association hurried into a secret research room and said, "We got it!"

The others immediately gathered around, their eyes fixed on a seemingly ordinary courier box placed on the table.

Carefully opening it, I found an ordinary transparent box inside, and inside the box was a green lotus seed.

"Is this the elixir?" It doesn't look like it.

"The instructions say that the elixir initially takes the form of a lotus seed. After seven full nights of prayer, it transforms into a dark brown elixir, emitting a subtle medicinal fragrance and a halo. The process must be performed with piety, and the elixir must not be damaged in any way, otherwise it will be scrapped."

The bosses were in trouble.

They originally wanted to get the elixir and study it, but now they are told that they cannot damage it, so they can't even grind off a tiny bit of powder to analyze its ingredients.

Moreover, if one wants to verify the effectiveness of this elixir, one must first find someone who is devout enough to pray for seven nights. And this requires first determining the person who will try the medicine. After all, the person who prays must be the person taking the medicine or his relative.

Who are you looking for?

Suddenly, the door was pushed open: "Let me try the medicine."

A person was pushed in.

Everyone stood up and looked at the gray-haired old man sitting in the wheelchair in shock: "Marshal!"

Everyone stepped forward quickly, quickly formed a team, and saluted the old man: "Hello, Marshal!" Then they said to a tall old man next to them: "Hello, Teacher Ming!"

The man in the wheelchair waved his hand: "I've already retired, so don't call me Marshal."

He looked at the green lotus seed-like elixir, and someone immediately offered it to him with both hands. He took it and looked at it carefully, then looked at Elder Ming: "Uncle Ming, what do you think of this?"

Elder Ming also took it and looked carefully through the transparent box: "I'm not sure. There is no fluctuation of divine power on it, but... the Divine Tower will not make fun of us for no reason."

Since the divine tower has passed He Xiangu's certification and is positioned as a top-grade divine garment, and directly surpasses the Wood Spirit Divine Tree, it means that He Xiangu is really powerful and her "immortal pill" really has no side effects.

"The only question is whether these lotus seeds are truly elixirs," he said. "Xiao Qiao, let professionals do the drug testing."

Marshal Qiao was unconcerned. "Who could be more professional than me, or have more typical symptoms? I'm in such a weak state, I won't live much longer. What if this elixir can really cure me?"

Everyone present lowered their heads.

Marshal Qiao was once an eight-star spirit possessor. However, due to too many battles and heavy workload, he was left with sequelae and retired from the front line early.

Even though he is now gray-haired and can't even walk, he is actually only in his early fifties this year. He looks to be the same age as Mr. Ming next to him, but there is actually a generation difference between them.

Moreover, the doctor had already issued an ultimatum: Marshal Qiao did not have much time left to live, and he was unwilling to accept the treatment of the psychic doctor anymore.

Elder Ming sighed, and looked at the lotus seed with a hint of anticipation. He handed it to a young man behind Marshal Qiao and said, "Then pray well. Don't let anything go wrong."

The young man had a gentle appearance and temperament. He took it solemnly with both hands and said, "Yes, I will pray for my father. I will live in the association for the next seven days. You can observe me and this medicine in all aspects."

Elder Ming nodded: "I am very confident in you."

Leaving the prayers to others can lead to problems for even the most determined, loyal, and outstanding soldier.

After all, when it comes to praying for the first time, you have no experience, and if you have any distracting thoughts in your mind, you may fail miserably.

But this young man was different. He was someone who could improve his spiritual power step by step through years of meditation, and he was praying for his father, so there would definitely be no problem.

Elder Ming said, "We'll have to wait seven days to see how effective the medicine is. During this time, we can't give up on searching for He Xiangu. Also, the designer competition is about to begin. The Imperials are probably participating in the competition specifically for that Lady Shiji, so we can't fail to send our own people to the competition."

We can't really have all the contestants come from the public. After all, it's easy to tell that the imperial contestants, even if they are not official spirit possessors, must have been specially arranged by them.

Boss Ming waved his hand and said, "Bring me the list of all the reserve and one-star spirit masters."

Everyone took action immediately, which shows how high Master Ming's status is in the Spirit Attachment Association, which is enough for him to have the final say.

On another planet in the Federation, a girl screamed and hurried home: "I got it! I got it!"

"What did you win?" In the yard, a woman was washing clothes. There was a pile of messy sundries in the yard. The only two rooms looked a bit shabby. Obviously, the family's financial conditions were quite poor.

The girl squatted beside her mother and danced excitedly: "Good stuff, it's the magic pill I told you about last time!"

The mother exclaimed, quickly covering her daughter's mouth, and stood up to look around. After confirming that no one was outside, she lowered her voice and said, "Really? Didn't they say that tens of millions of people were participating in the lottery?"

"Yeah, my luck is amazing! Mom, this magic pill might be able to cure my brother's illness!"

"Really? But the hospital said..."

"Just because the hospital can't help doesn't mean the Divine Pagoda can't help. If you want this elixir to work, you have to pray to the Divine Pagoda for seven consecutive days. I think that's true."

The mother thought for a while and said, "Okay, I'll come and pray when the time comes. Don't tell anyone about this, or the elixir will be taken away."

"Yes, I won't tell anyone."

…

Xuanyin stayed in the hospital for a few more days.

During this period, I took Cheng's mother to the hospital for a set of examinations. Cheng's mother's illness was a comprehensive physical decline, which was difficult to treat with natural medicine. She could only do some basic recuperation and rely on drugs to stay alive.

Otherwise, you can seek treatment from a psychic doctor.

Xuanyin made an appointment with a sanatorium with a good reputation for regular physical therapy, and then she was discharged from the hospital.

Cheng Shuhui has already rented a house. At Xuanyin's suggestion, the house is near the Rongming Pagoda. It is a two-story building with a separate courtyard and is exquisitely decorated. Xuanyin lives on the second floor, while Cheng's mother and Cheng Shuhui live on the first floor, which is just a little distance away from each other.

She found a more famous physical training gym and signed up for courses. After all, improving physical fitness requires a reason.

Seeing that he was spending money like water and was about to run out of money, Cheng Shuhui could no longer sit still and started running circles in the yard for training.

In the evening, Xuanyin came back from outside and saw him training there, so she stood and watched for a while.

"Your movements are wrong." Xuanyin walked over and pointed him out. "Here, your knees can't bend inward, and you can't squat too much, or you'll hurt your knees. And in that move just now, when you punch, you need to use your waist to generate power, and create a gust of wind. The gust of wind should be strong enough to shake leaves two meters away."

Cheng Shuhui adjusted his movements and actually delivered a powerful punch. He looked at his fist in surprise and asked Xuanyin, panting, "How do you know the key points of these movements? Do you know which set of boxing I'm doing?"

Xuanyin said, "The third set of fighting techniques that military physical education students must master in the advanced stage is called... Crazy Dragon Fist, which focuses on boxing."

Cheng Shuhui was shocked: "You only watched for a short while, and you figured it out? Do they even teach this at the training center?"

Xuanyin didn't answer. The training hall did teach boxing and kicking skills, but they were not so in-depth. She had looked up the mainstream fighting techniques here on the Internet. After all, only by knowing yourself and your enemy can you have a clear idea.

However, these fighting techniques were too simple for her, and she could understand them all after just one look.

As she walked into the house, she said, "You seem to be practicing very anxiously these days. Where's mom?"

"Mom is making you something in the kitchen. Oh, and I have something to do tomorrow, so I'd like to ask you to take care of me."

Xuanyin stopped on the steps: "What's wrong? What's wrong?"

"It's just participating in a competition. I don't know how long it will take, maybe half a day, maybe a whole day."

Xuanyin looked puzzled for a moment: "Could it be that designer competition?"

"You know?"

"It's all over the internet, how could you not know? You're a competitor too? Have you been training these days to get into top form?"

Cheng Shuhui nodded: "We can't just sit back and enjoy our savings. The rent is 100,000 a month. Mom's treatment and your courses are also the most expensive ones. We can't sustain this for long.

"This time, anyone who finishes in the top 1,000 of the competition will receive a prize. The higher your ranking, the higher the prize. I'll try my best to see if I can earn more."

Xuanyin hugged her arms. She didn't expect it to be such a coincidence that Cheng Shuhui would also participate in the competition. She was thinking of asking Cheng Shuhui to take care of Cheng's mother while she was participating in the competition.

She said, "I understand."

After entering the house, he went to the kitchen to greet Cheng's mother first: "Mom, don't work too hard, it's the same if you order takeout."

Cheng's mother had her hair tied up and was wearing an apron. She looked much better than before. She picked up a shrimp and offered it to her, smiling, "How does it taste? Mom is not tired. She has nothing to do all day long. If I don't study cooking, I don't know what to do."

"It's delicious." Xuanyin gave a thumbs up. "I'll take a shower first, then come down to eat."

After going upstairs, she called the hospital and made an appointment to give Cheng's mother physical therapy tomorrow.

"Can I be hospitalized? Yes, right? I need a single room. Okay, we'll go there tomorrow morning. We need a nurse."

After hanging up the phone, Xuanyin spread out her hands, and four lotus seeds were spinning in her palms. One of them had turned medium brown and was about to become a pill, while the other three were still green.

These three fresh ones were obtained by her after she went to the Divine Tower to possess the God today.

Going to the God Tower to possess a god will not cause any commotion, although it will be a bit troublesome.

She took off the medium brown one and showed an expression of toothache. She had to continue praying today. Fortunately, it was the last day. It was really troublesome to pray every day. She seriously suspected that this divine tower was a narcissist who liked to listen to people praying to it and praising it.

Looking at the other three, I have to find a way to give the elixir to Cheng's mother as soon as possible. The longer I delay, the worse it will be for her health.

At dinner that night, she said, "The hospital called and said Mom will start physical therapy tomorrow for three days. I thought it would be better to stay in the hospital so she wouldn't have to travel back and forth, so I chose to stay in the hospital."

Mother Cheng was stunned: "So fast?"

Cheng Shu replied: "What should I do? Tomorrow..."

"Just take Mom to the hospital early tomorrow. I'll take care of it. You can go about your own business."

Cheng Shuhui nodded: "Then I'll pack up the things later."

The next day, the two of them took Cheng's mother to the hospital. Cheng Shuhui left quickly, but Xuanyin waited until Cheng's mother entered the physical therapy room. She checked the time and told the nurse, "The physical therapy will take three hours. I'll come back at the appointed time. Please stay here for the time being."

The nurse nodded quickly.

Xuanyin found a place by herself, took out her helmet, and logged into the dream world.

In the dream world, the competition hall was already packed with people, and the atmosphere was extremely lively.

Xuanyin was almost squeezed out as soon as she came online.

The system's little yellow cat clung firmly to her shoulder: "Go over there, Gate 1. Federation contestants enter from that side."

Xuanyin could only squeeze in with difficulty.

"Hey? It's you!"

Xuanyin was patted on the shoulder. She turned around and saw that it was the fan girl she met last time.

This time she dressed much more exaggeratedly than last time, wearing a makeup imitating that of Niangniang Shiji, as if she was playing cosplay, and she was handing out a bunch of cheering items.

She was very happy to see Xuanyin: "Last time you helped us out, I wanted to thank you, but who knew you were gone when I turned around. Did you come here today to support Lady Shiji?"

Xuanyin hesitated for a moment and nodded: "Yes."

The girl smiled and held out her hand: "My name is Yu Xiaoqin, and I'm the vice president of the Shiji Niangniang Fan Club. Would you like to join our fan club?"

Xuanyin thought the name sounded familiar: "Yu Xiaoqin? Is she the cross-dressing short video streamer?"

Yu Xiaoqin nodded. "Yes, that's me. Thanks to Lady Shiji, I became famous," and even made a fortune. She said sheepishly, "She is the benefactor of my life. I'm her die-hard fan. I even got a ticket to the show."

"Tickets?"

"Yes, it's given by the organizers. They will be given to supporters of the more famous divine clothes. They encourage fans to go to the backstage to show their support."

Yu Xiaoqin was very enthusiastic, mainly because Xuanyin had performed very well that day and she had a good impression of her. "You helped us last time, so I'll give you two tickets. Isn't your brother a fan of Shiji Niangniang? Is he here today?"

Xuanyin said, "He had something to do and didn't come, so he asked me to come in his place."

"Then it's the same if you come." Yu Xiaoqin stuffed a banner into Xuanyin's hand, "Let's go into the inner court together."