Chapter 89 A Pill

The old ancestor was determined to die.

"Poisoning?" Duan Jiuyou's eyes darkened, and he immediately thought of something. "It's the poison of the Rejuvenating Grass. I was poisoned by this before in the Flame Mountain Imperial Territory, but I recovered without treatment. Even Yan Kuo found it strange. He never had another attack of the poison, so we all thought that the remaining poison in his body had dissipated."

"The poison of the Grief Grass cannot be cured without treatment. The remaining poison has not dissipated and the magic array has been activated. It seems that this poison was caused by Your Excellency activating the Resurrection Array."

"How can it be treated?" Duan Jiuyou pressed the doctor in the wilderness.

The physician's expression was grave: "The Venerable One is deeply poisoned; the poison has already mingled with his blood. If we want to remove the poison without harming him, I'm afraid only the carefree young master Feng Nanyu of Wanshan Ridge has the ability. However, he has an eccentric personality. If we want him to save the person, we must exchange it for something he values. Perhaps it's a pair of eyes, perhaps it's... the Ancestor!"

Before the doctor could finish speaking, Duan Jiuyou had already hoisted the Emperor's Territory onto his shoulder and led six disciples of the Ao Sect out of the Tenth Realm.

...

Wanshan Ridge is located in the far north of the Heavenly Realm, and is even colder than the Ten Realms. Duan Jiuyou had traveled around before and passed through this place, but he did not take a close look at it at that time. Now, standing in the ridge, he only felt a vast expanse of white.

There are no birds or beasts here, nor any houses; the entire mountain range is covered in ice and snow.

She gazed intently, temporarily entrusting the Imperial Territory to her disciples for protection. Then, she removed the red vine staff that held her hair, which transformed back into a magical artifact in her palm. She then rose from the ground and, using the staff as a blade, cleaved open the barrier set up on the Wanshan Ridge!

The snow and ice within the ridge have melted, revealing a heavenly ladder. At its top, shrouded in clouds and mist, a medical clinic is faintly visible. Someone emerges from the clinic upon hearing a sound, their face obscured, only a voice proclaiming—

"This Ice Soul Barrier is incredibly powerful, having stumped countless Immortal Lords and Gods, yet it was broken by your brute force!"

The owner of the voice looked young, like a young man in his early twenties. Duan Jiuyou put away his staff and bowed first.

"It was my fault for offending you. I was just anxious to save people and afraid of delaying the time. I hope you will forgive me for my offense."

Old Master Duan rarely treated anyone with such courtesy. This time, with a heart full of gratitude, he was extremely respectful in both his expression and actions.

The carefree young master didn't seem to care: "I don't talk about 'extreme urgency' here. You broke my barrier, which is against my rules. I won't treat this person. Go back!"

Duan Jiuyou knew this man was difficult to deal with when he arrived. He bowed again and pleaded in a gentle voice, "Human life is at stake. I hope you will not treat this lightly. As long as you are willing to treat him, I will definitely repair the barrier for you and make sure it is exactly the same as before."

Qingxian Gong said in a low voice, "He is no ordinary person. Saving him will mean the deaths of countless others. Ancestor Aozong, you are a Celestial Realm official, yet you brought the Lord of the Desolate Clan here seeking medical help. What exactly are you trying to do?"

Duan Jiuyou did not want to get entangled with him.

“I know your rules, young master. As long as you are willing to save me, you can take whatever it takes from me, no matter the cost.”

"Who exactly is he to you?" the leisurely young master asked with a smile. "Well, it all boils down to love. Since you say you want to follow my rules, then kneel down on the ladder first and let me see your sincerity."

"Insolence!" the disciple of the Ao Sect roared angrily, having endured for a long time. "Our ancestor is the chief god of the Heavenly Realm. How old are you to dare to kneel before our ancestor?!"

"Whether she can stand up to me or kneel before your ancestors, I've always been bold. If she dares to kneel before me, I dare to accept it."

The leisurely young master Feng Nanyu is not actually knowledgeable in traditional Chinese medicine. The reason he dares to open a clinic to save people is because his true form is a pill that can cure all poisons.

This pill has a connection to Duan Jiuyou.

It was originally a spiritual pill refined by Duan Jiuyou's uncle, the Venerable Emperor, in his spare time. When the Emperor returned to the Thirty-Third Heaven, he left behind a wisp of divine light, which was absorbed into the body by this pill, thus giving it human form.

Afterwards, he used himself as medicine and set up a clinic in Wanshanling. Because the method of treatment was to cut flesh and bleed, there were many rules. There had to be suitable conditions for exchange, and the other party had to act according to his mood.

Now he just wanted to see this noble, nine-dynasty high-ranking official kneel up the cloud ladder, so he could have some fun.

Duan Jiuyou looked at the leisurely young master, but there was no annoyance on his face.

"If I kneel on the ladder to heaven, will you save him?"

“I will consider it. If you really don’t want to, you can leave now. There’s no need to repair the barrier; it will heal itself every three months anyway.”

"Alright." Duan Jiuyou smiled faintly and actually moved to the cloud ladder. "But he can't kneel. After I kneel up Wanshan Ridge, you must promise to let my disciples take him directly into your clinic and not make things difficult for him again."

Although the cloud ladder is high, it is only a matter of a moment for an immortal to ride the clouds. She can bend her knees, but the Emperor cannot.

"good!"

Duan Jiuyou was delighted, and so was the carefree young master; he hadn't seen such a straightforward person in a long time.

Those who are immortals or gods all possess a proud spirit. Some of them may come seeking medical help, appearing extremely humble, but in reality, they look down on this sentient pill. Duan Jiuyou's willingness to kneel before him was indeed somewhat unexpected for the carefree young master.

"Ancestor!" the disciples exclaimed in surprise.

Yun Qing and Rong Xu, both with fiery tempers, even directly cursed Feng Nanyu in the face.

"You dare to kneel before our ancestor for a mere pill? You're asking for trouble! Ao Zong always acts directly and decisively. Even if I tear you to pieces, I can still save lives!"

Allowing for impulsiveness, Duan Jiuyou drew his sword from his waist as he spoke, and then calmly raised his eyes.

"Stand still."

"Ancestor!!"

"I said, stand still."

Of those who come to Wanshan Ridge seeking medical help, how many wouldn't want to tear Feng Nanyu to shreds? But although his true form is a pill, it only works if he is willing to treat it; otherwise, even if he is chopped up and thrown into the furnace to be refined again, it will still be a useless pile of dregs.

...

The cloud ladder had a total of 199 floors. Duan Jiuyou felt no pain, nor did she feel particularly humiliated. She only wanted to save Dijiang, and there was nothing else on her mind.

However, her actions were like a knife to the eyes of the disciples of the Ao Sect. She was a high-ranking official of nine dynasties and the first god of the Heavenly Realm. Apart from her own mentor, the emperors of all dynasties had never knelt before her!

If Di Jiang were conscious at this moment, he would never allow his ancestor to suffer such humiliation. If he knew that this medicine was obtained for him by his ancestor in this way, according to his personality, the "pill" would definitely be "crushed" on the spot, and the entire Wanshan Ridge, including the cloud ladder in front of him, would be turned into ruins!

Unfortunately, he was "asleep" at the moment, completely unaware of what was happening.

The disciples were both angry and heartbroken for their ancestor. After they finished climbing the cloud ladder, they saw her stand up, beckon with her finger behind her back, and the disciples immediately understood. They took the Emperor's army and soared into the clouds, flying to the top of the mountains.

The rooftop was bare except for a lone jade clinic. Feng Nanyu stood with his hands behind his back, his face a reasonably presentable scholarly one, but his words were enough to ignite fury!

He presented Duan Jiuyou with a second condition for saving Dijiang.

"I want the painless bones in your body."

"I think you're insane!"

This time, even Zhe Xin, who is usually the most composed, has developed murderous intent towards Feng Nanyu!

The Bone of Painlessness is a celestial bone that grows on the Ancestor's true body; possessing this bone grants the ability to feel no pain. The Ao Clan excels in martial arts, and battlefield combat always involves close-quarters melee. For Feng Nanyu to demand the Ancestor's Bone of Painlessness is tantamount to taking away her armor!

Even more fatally, after removing this immortal bone, Ao Zong's pain perception was extremely high, ten or even a hundred times that of an ordinary person. How could the disciples allow their ancestor to endure such pain?!

"This is quite novel. I've lived for so long, and I've never tasted pain before."

Duan Jiuyou smiled calmly as usual, but she did not readily agree to Qingxian Gongzi's request as before. She put her hands in her sleeves, glanced at Feng Nanyu, and said in a gradually cold tone: "However, not many people know that my Ao Sect has painless bones. Whose idea was this?"

"I give away medicine with my own body, and each time I suffer unbearable pain. Is it not normal for me to want painless bones to avoid my own suffering?"

Duan Jiuyou knew he couldn't get the truth out of Feng Nanyu, so he looked around.

I had just noticed something strange. Feng Nanyu is a celestial being, so it's not surprising that his dwelling place is filled with celestial energy. But this mountaintop is shrouded in clouds, which not only has celestial energy but also divine traces!

"The Emperor has been here."

Duan Jiuyou's gaze was piercing as he approached the leisurely young master step by step.

"Where is he? Did he ask you to take away my painless bone? Has he gone mad? Last time he fabricated a story about the Ten Emperors' Opportunity and tricked me into serving ten emperors. Now he's making things difficult for me again."

Duan Jiuyou became increasingly suspicious: "Could the poison of the Grief Grass also be related to him?"