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Inside the room, Shen Zhao was taking Du Wushuang's pulse.
Seeing Shen Zhao's solemn expression, Shi Hongyi, who was standing to the side, couldn't help but feel nervous.
After a long while, when Shen Zhao withdrew his hand, he sighed softly.
"How is she? My mother's illness..."
"Hongyi, don't speak, listen to what Young Master Shen has to say."
Du Wushuang interrupted Shi Hongyi and then looked at Shen Zhao, saying, "Young Master Shen, tell me, what's wrong with me?"
Shen Zhao asked, "Madam Shi, do you know who plotted against you?"
Du Wushuang shook her head: "I don't know either. At the time, I was exploring the Qingqiu Secret Realm with my husband when we got separated by a fog. Then I was ambushed from behind and struck by a palm."
All I know is that the man was dressed entirely in black robes and exuded an eerie aura. However, after striking me with his palm, he didn't take the opportunity to kill me.
And so, this hidden ailment remained.
Shen Zhao nodded: "If I am not mistaken, the one who was struck by the Blood Puppet Hand of the Nine Netherworld is the Madam. It is fortunate that the Madam has sealed most of her cultivation for the past fifteen years, otherwise she would not have been able to hold on until now."
"The Nine Netherworld?"
Upon hearing this, Du Wushuang's eyes showed surprise.
"That's right. Anyone struck by the Blood Puppet Hand will have a wisp of death energy left in their body, slowly tormenting them. If a cultivator doesn't seal their cultivation in time after being hit..."
It will gradually grow stronger as the cultivator's cultivation level increases, and finally, when the death energy grows to a certain point, the cultivator's life will come to an end.
However, the truly terrifying aspect of the Blood Puppet Master lies in the fact that after death, the puppeteers become emotionless puppets, completely controlled by their caster.
Du Wushuang was shocked: "I have always heard that the methods of the Nine Netherworld are ruthless and cruel, but I never thought that I would actually experience it in my lifetime."
Shi Hongyi asked anxiously, "Brother Shen, is there any cure?"
"Of course there are."
Shen Zhaodao.
"As the saying goes, one thing can subdue another. Since it is death energy, we can use vitality to transform it. However, this death energy has been rampant in the body for a long time. After I treat it, it will still need to be regulated with medicine. It can be completely eliminated in a month at the latest."
Du Wu's eyes lit up. He hadn't expected that this young man, who had only known his son for a day, would have the ability to dispel death energy. He couldn't help but be curious about his identity.
Shi Hongyi hurriedly knelt on the ground: "Brother Shen, please save my mother. I, Shi Hongyi, will never forget your great kindness."
Shen Zhao helped him up and said, "I won't mention your great kindness. After I cure your mother, there is something else I need your Shi family's help with. Saving lives is the priority. Madam's hidden illness can't be delayed any longer."
After speaking, Shen Zhao spread his palm, and the Southern Bright Fire suddenly appeared.
"This is?"
Du Wushuang was somewhat surprised when she saw the crystal-clear, color-changing flame.
"Please lie down, madam."
With a wave of his hand, Shen Zhao sent a wisp of smoke from the Southern Bright Fire into Du Wushuang's body.
Du Wushuang frowned, feeling a surge of intense heat coursing through his meridians. The moment it came into contact with the death energy, it produced a violent reaction.
But soon, the uncomfortable feeling of suffocation gradually dissipated, replaced by an unprecedented sense of ease and comfort.
After Du Wushuang exhaled a breath of turbid air, Shen Zhao took the opportunity to put away the Nanming Li Fire.
"The death energy in Madam's body has been removed, and she is now perfectly fine. I will write a prescription, and you can go and get some medicine so that Madam can recover as soon as possible."
As he spoke, Shen Zhao wrote down the recipe for the Nourishing Spirit Pill on the paper.
Shi Hongyi took the prescription and immediately thanked him, saying, "Thank you so much, Brother Shen. I am deeply grateful. Please do not hesitate to ask if you need my help."
Shen Zhao nodded. In fact, if Shi Hongyi hadn't been a filial son, and if the Shi family hadn't always considered the overall situation in the cultivation world, they wouldn't have decided to lend a hand.
Of course, his ultimate goal was the network of connections behind the historians, as well as the vast amount of land.
"Hongyi, you go out first. I want to talk to Young Master Shen alone."
"Yes, Mother."
After Shi Hongyi left, Du Wushuang stood up and thanked Shen Zhao, then asked, "Young Master Shen, I can see that your strength is unfathomable, yet you are willing to associate with my good-for-nothing son. You must have ulterior motives, right?"
Shen Zhao: "Madam is indeed insightful. There is indeed something I would like to ask you to convey to Lord Shi. As a prominent family in Yunzhou, shouldn't the Shi family fulfill its obligations to the many disaster victims?"
"Is this all you're here for?"
Du Wushuang thought Shen Zhao would make some unreasonable demands, but it turned out that he wanted the Shi family to provide relief to the disaster victims in the city.
"If we delay for even one more day, countless people will starve to death. I urge you, Madam, to act quickly and stabilize the disaster situation in Yunzhou."
"Even without Young Master Shen saying so, we also planned to open the granaries to provide relief to the disaster victims, but my husband has gone to Liyang Mountain and has not returned, so we can only release a small amount of grain."
"Then please use your position to mobilize the family to provide some relief supplies first. Once we get through this period, we can deal with the rest later."
"Okay, I'll arrange it right away."
"Then I'll accompany Young Master Shi to get the medicine. Farewell."
After Shen Zhao left, Du Wushuang felt her light body, took a deep breath, and called out, "Someone, prepare Jiao!"
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Inside the Lingyao Pavilion, Shen Zhao accompanied Shi Hongyi to get medicine.
The prescription given by Shen Zhao contained most of the ingredients, but it was missing one ingredient: "Qilin Grass".
For three days in a row, the two searched every street and alley in the inner city, but still could not find the medicine.
"Shopkeeper, do you have any Qilin Grass? I'll pay ten times the price!"
"I'm sorry, Young Master Shi, there are disaster victims everywhere outside the city, and evil cultivators are causing trouble. We don't have this spiritual herb at the moment. Please come back in a while."
After failing to find another place to work, Shi Hongyi was very discouraged.
Although Shen Zhao said that the Nourishing Spirit Pill was optional, Shi Hongyi was only thinking about getting his mother better as soon as possible.
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