Chapter 112 The drug-using man ran away! : Time to take your medicine.
"The medicine is ready, who will deliver it to the young master?"
A female cultivator in a pink dress emerged carrying a zither, glancing up at the young female cultivators playing and frolicking in the square.
"Senior Sister is here!"
Upon hearing this, everyone ran away, leaving only the youngest female cultivator in the pink and blue dress behind.
"Why did everyone leave? Wait for me—" She turned around and saw her senior sister's expressionless face, and her heart skipped a beat.
The female cultivator trembled as she summoned her natal spiritual weapon, a zither that grew from small to large. She jumped onto the zither's strings, hurriedly using her spiritual power to protect her feet from being cut by the strings and hurting her shoes. She then wobbled as she tried to fly away.
The female cultivator who was left behind had only recently obtained her natal magical artifact and had not yet learned the method of precisely controlling and maneuvering it. The distance she could fly was less than the distance a crane next door could casually extend with one wing, and she moved at the speed of a snail carrying food.
"..."
Lan Hui, the eldest disciple of Feixian Palace, remained motionless, calmly watching the clumsy bird fly swiftly.
Seeing that the person was really about to fly away like a clumsy bird, Lan Hui produced a white silk ribbon from her sleeve, wrapped it around her waist, and pulled her back to the ground.
Lan Hui asked, "Why are you running? Isn't it your turn to deliver medicine to the young master today?"
Yu Se, pulled back to the ground, was stunned: "Really?"
Lan Hui: "Three days ago, you came to me and said you wanted to switch dates with Junior Sister Qingdi. Today is your turn."
Yu Se: "..."
Lan Hui: "What's meant to come will come. Go."
A moment later, with a mournful face, Yu Se, carrying the medicine, sat on the medicine-delivering crane and flew towards the palace within the palace.
Unlike the elders or disciples of other sects, the young palace master does not live on the various peaks of the Flying Immortal Palace, but instead resides in an immortal pavilion supported by tens of thousands of spirit cranes.
That celestial pavilion was as large as a mountain, and it was protected by a barrier built with several celestial-grade magical treasures.
In the cultivation world, spiritual artifacts are generally divided into four categories: Heaven, Earth, Black, and Yellow. They are ranked from high to low and further subdivided into nine grades, with the smaller the number, the higher the grade.
Above the first-grade Heavenly Rank, there are three other grades: Immortal, Divine, and Sacred. Most of these have become legendary spiritual artifacts. The Flying Immortal Palace has a rare, unseen divine-grade spiritual artifact, but no one has ever seen its appearance or knows what kind of spiritual artifact it is.
Each of these Heavenly Rank spiritual artifacts is extremely rare in the world. The young palace master has used several of them just for her residence, which shows that the Flying Immortal Palace Master has a beloved daughter.
The closer Yu Se got to the Immortal Pavilion, the more uneasy she became, as this was her first time delivering medicine.
According to my senior sisters, there was a reason why the young palace master was allowed to live alone in the Immortal Pavilion.
Firstly, to prevent anyone from harming the young master, and secondly, to prevent the young master from harming anyone.
The seemingly contradictory rule does indeed exist.
The Xuankun Continent has six sects, four schools, three factions, and the Flying Immortal Palace.
Among them, the Flying Immortal Palace, which had made great contributions in exorcising the Demon Clan, was the most powerful.
In earlier years, the Flying Immortal Palace was the number one place in the cultivation world, but it only accepted female cultivators as its disciples. The disciples were divided into two major factions: one specializing in music and the other specializing in formations.
The Palace Master of Feixian Palace, Xi Yin, is skilled in both music and array formations. Under her guidance, every blade of grass and every tree can be used to form an array, and she can shake the heavens with her own body.
Yu Se was a Foundation Establishment stage disciple who entered the sect five years ago. Last year, due to her outstanding talent, she was able to enter the inner sect and become a disciple of the Palace Master.
Most of the time, he was taught by his senior sister Lan Hui, and he rarely had the opportunity to meet the palace master.
Yu Se could only hope that the young palace master was in seclusion as he was yesterday, so that no one could blame her for not delivering the medicine on time.
Because all the senior students went through this process.
Sending them off is their duty, but the young master's reluctance to seek medical treatment is beyond their control.
Yu Se, carrying the medicine, dismounted from the crane and walked through the celestial pavilion in the sky. She used her spiritual power to disturb the barrier and slipped a crooked paper crane through the gap.
She relayed the message: "Disciple Yu Se has come to deliver medicine to the young palace master."
Meanwhile, the anxious Yu Se was unaware that the person who was in seclusion had already awakened.
"Where is this?" Xi Congshuang asked.
Red Apple used its wings to brush aside the white silk hanging from Xi Congshuang's shoulders and replied, "Xuankun Continent, your home in the Flying Immortal Palace... Please wait for the relevant information, I am currently organizing it."
Xi Congshuang: "..."
It took Xi Congshuang quite some time to accept the fact that she hadn't gone to the wrong place.
Because all she could see were faded images, large swaths of blurry paper, she almost thought she had wandered into someone's unfinished drawing.
It's so inconvenient that you can't see anything clearly.
Xi Congshuang closed her eyes, her body's memory activated on its own, and a cool sensation seemed to flash across her eyes, connecting with her earlobes. When she opened her eyes again, she was greeted by a scene of light pollution.
"...!"
Bright, very bright.
Various colored dots of light appeared on the gray and faded picture. The shapes that were originally vaguely visible were obscured by the various colored lights, making them not only difficult to see, but also very noisy to the eyes.
Looking down, she saw that the ground where she was sitting cross-legged was a huge source of light pollution, like sitting on a giant ice-blue light bulb, which almost blinded her.
Xi Congshuang subconsciously thought that it would be better if she couldn't see anything at all, like before.
With a blink of an eye, her long eyelashes brushed against the white silk covering her eyes, and when she opened them again, all she saw was the gray-black sketch that she hadn't seen before.
"..." Xi Congshuang hadn't figured out the reason for everything in front of her, but she understood the general logic: her eyes were in a state of visual impairment, and she couldn't see things that the naked eye could see clearly.
I looked up and touched my eyes, feeling the soft, cool silk fabric. Then I touched my earlobe and felt something cool as well.
It is a teardrop-shaped earring, and it is only worn on one ear.
It's highly likely that these two items are how she saw the draft diagram of the energy world and the light pollution; they're somewhat like the data cable connecting to a monitor.
Xi Congshuang touched her eyes; after her legs and ears, it was finally her eyes' turn.
From the vast expanse of gray-black shadow, a shadowy figure slipped in, fanning itself with two thick triangular lines, and flew shakily toward her.
Xi Congshuang cautiously refrained from taking it. Just as she was about to step back, she saw the shadowy creature, resembling a bird, crash into the "light bulb" beneath her and land beside it.
Then he began to speak human language.
"Disciple Yu Se is delivering medicine to the young palace master." The girl's clear voice came from the paper crane's beak.
"Disciple? Young Palace Master?" Based on these two keywords, Xi Congshuang realized that she had transmigrated into a fantasy world similar to a high-level martial arts world.
This kind of world setting is mostly a survival-of-the-fittest world, and the level of danger is much higher compared to the ancient setting of rule by man.
Because powerful individuals with earth-shattering abilities may not necessarily abide by discipline and laws, while princes and nobles who rely on imperial power will, at least dare not openly rebel.
She touched it and confirmed that it was a paper crane, a talking paper crane.
Peeking out and looking down, the scattered, blurry shadows on the ground looked exactly like the paper crane in her hand. In that instant, Xi Congshuang realized that this wasn't the first time someone had used this method to deliver medicine.
Judging from the number of paper cranes on the ground, there were at least dozens of them. Further away, there were also round little shadows rolling down. In the eyes of outsiders, she should be a recluse, perhaps even a bit eccentric, the kind of eccentric that is unapproachable.
Outside the barrier, Yu Se waited anxiously, silently counting down the time in her mind.
The senior sisters said that if they didn't receive a reply from the young palace master within a quarter of an hour, they could put down the prepared medicine and leave directly.
With the countdown in her heart about to reach zero, Yu Se's eyes shone with hope.
"Bang!"
The gate suddenly burst open before her, and a burst of spiritual energy created a gust of wind. She quickly tucked herself under the crane's wings to avoid being blown away by the icy wind.
As the gale subsided, Yu Se trembled under the crane's wings, thinking that her senior sisters were right after all; this barrier was indeed to prevent the young palace master from harming people.
Fortunately, the crane that brought her up was at the late Golden Core stage, and it was able to keep her from being blown away.
After a while, the fierce wind subsided, and a faint voice entered my ears: "Go in."
"Are you really going to let me in?" Why is my experience different from that of the other senior students?
Yu Se felt a chill run down her spine and trembled as she stepped through the wide-open door.
From the moment she stepped inside, the mermaid candles on both sides of the hall lit up without any wind, startling Yu Se.
This was her first time entering the Immortal Pavilion, and she didn't know what the young palace master, whom her senior sisters kept so secret, looked like.
As she walked in, she was startled by the paper cranes scattered all over the ground. There were so many paper cranes on the ground.
Just as she was thinking this, Yu Se stepped on something round and plump. She looked down and saw that it looked very familiar, just like the bottle she had in her hand.
Were these all left behind by the senior female students?
I knew the young master was reluctant to seek medical help and had unpredictable moods, but I didn't realize it was this serious.
Xi Congshuang was looking at her hands, her slender fingers clenched into fists, but to her they were just a blurry shadow that kept moving, and she couldn't see them clearly.
Just now, she tried to control the restless, turbulent energy that was coursing through her body to open the door.
Unexpectedly, she was actually able to mobilize it. Before she could even marvel at her own cultivation prodigy, a bone-chilling pain swept through her meridians. A sweet taste in her throat made her lose control, and she used even greater energy to force open the gate.
The door was already open. Xi Congshuang quickly composed herself and saw a blurry figure approaching her, stopping at a distance.
The other party said, "Young Palace Master, your disciple Yu Se is bringing you medicine."
Forcibly suppressing the excruciating pain that felt like her meridians were about to break, Xi Congshuang subconsciously tried to use her spiritual power to remove the blurry shadow held by the other party. As soon as she had this thought, the excruciating pain that had just subsided swept back in.
The strange pain made Xi Congshuang realize something was wrong, so she gave up using her spiritual power and opened her fair palm.
Xi Congshuang: "Yes, give it to me."
Yu Se didn't dare to look up the whole time, keeping her head down and placing the medicine bottle in Xi Congshuang's palm.
Out of the corner of his eye, he could see long, slender, fair fingers fumbling to open the bottle and pour out a pill, the faint scent of medicine spreading throughout the room.
Just then, Red Apple said, "Data reading complete. Shall I send it to you?"
One pain is pain, two pains are also pain. Xi Congshuang silently signaled to her that she agreed to let the system transmit the data.
The female cultivator she let in sounded young and would deliver medicine to her door, so she shouldn't pose any threat to her.
But in Yu Se's eyes, the young palace master calmly swallowed the pill and sat cross-legged on the jade bed. Before she could even catch her breath, the mountain-like man suddenly collapsed onto the jade bed, closed his eyes, and lost consciousness.
"..."
Yu Se cried out in horror: "!!! Young Palace Master?!"
That's not right. The young palace master's eyes are covered with a white silk cloth, so she can't tell whether the other person's eyes are open or closed.
Rather than wondering whether the young master was awake, she was more concerned about whether he was still alive.
Would a living person have such a pale face?
Will the young master be punished if something happens to her while she's delivering medicine?
Yu Se wanted to step forward and transfer spiritual energy to the young palace master, but she was only at the Foundation Establishment stage, and there was a greater chance that she would be blasted away if she rashly approached the young palace master.
"I...I...I...Senior sister, any senior sister is fine, the young palace master..." Yu Se hurriedly ran out.
"stop."
As if frozen in place, Yu Se stopped instantly, turning around haltingly, and sure enough, saw the white figure lying on the jade bed slowly sitting up.
The other party said coldly, "What's the commotion outside?"
Yu Se asked curiously, "Outside? There's nothing outside..."
Following the young palace master's instructions, she listened carefully and indeed heard a slight noise. However, given that they were not far from the martial arts arena, some noise was to be expected...
"Young Palace Master?"
The white-clad figure sitting upright on the jade bed got up and got out of bed. The person who had just gotten out of bed was not quite used to it and walked unsteadily. After standing still for a while to regain his senses, he slowly began to move.
As she passed the dazed Yu Se, she glanced at the tall and wide crystal mirror, a faint red mark flashing between her brows before quickly disappearing.
Surprisingly, she didn't change at all.
As expected, after taking the medicine, the turbulent spiritual energy was well regulated, and her eyes could see a world that was not a draft, but rather a coloring and perfected draft. The event that everything in this world gradually became vivid and colorful before her eyes did not happen.
She couldn't see herself clearly in the mirror; all she could see was a blurry figure.
Xi Congshuang couldn't see herself clearly, but Yu Se could see the person in the mirror in perfect detail.
A woman dressed in white passed by the mirror. Her long, snow-white hair reached her waist, and she had a beautiful face. Her eyes were covered with a thin white veil, and a teardrop-shaped red earring adorned her left ear.
The red earrings were the only bright spot on her entire outfit.
Looking further up, one could vaguely make out the shape of her eyes through the white silk. The silk covered her eyes and part of her high nose bridge. Such a beautiful face, yet unable to conceal her eyes, only revealed the lower half of her face, which made one feel sorry for her.
Yu Se quietly looked away, not daring to look anymore.
Even though her eyes were tightly closed, she felt as if she were making eye contact with the person in the mirror.
Actually, no, Xi Congshuang could only see a blurry shadow and couldn't make eye contact.
"..."
The person who had been looking in the direction of the crystal mirror turned their gaze away and continued walking forward, quickly organizing information about themselves in their mind.
The original owner was also named Xi Congshuang, and was the daughter of the master of the Flying Immortal Palace, the number one palace in the world on the Xuankun Continent.
Born blind, yet able to use a celestial-grade spiritual treasure to aid his vision.
My mother was the most powerful cultivator in the world. She made great contributions in the war against demons three hundred years ago. After the war, she was left with serious injuries that were difficult to heal, and she was no longer the most powerful cultivator in the world.
With her mother's brilliance preceding her, the young palace master, already the most admired woman in the world, cannot afford to fall behind.
In fact, the young palace master is indeed a prodigy.
She possesses both Heavenly Spiritual Root and Ice Spiritual Root. She began Qi Refining at five, Foundation Establishment at seven, and was already in the late Nascent Soul stage at eighteen, about to break through to the Divine Transformation stage.
However, due to her impatience and impetuosity, the original owner almost suffered a qi deviation when she was trying to break through to the Nascent Soul stage. Fortunately, the palace master discovered her in time and saved her life, but the damaged meridians could not be repaired, and she became a cripple who could not use spiritual power.
For three hundred years, his cultivation has made no progress, and the name of the young palace master has been forgotten in the world.
As a result, the original owner also secluded himself in the immortal pavilion, where his temperament was unpredictable, and he frequently injured the disciples who delivered medicine.
Even the palace disciples were afraid of the young palace master, and their faces turned pale at the mention of medicine being delivered.
In order to cure the original owner, the Palace Master of Feixian Palace tried every possible method.
It is said that the Palace Master of Feixian Palace was wise and brilliant, but he stumbled because of his good-for-nothing daughter. He spent years searching the world for elixirs to cure her illness, often ending up with injuries.
The original owner believed that her mother had been possessed by demonic energy while pregnant on the battlefield, which implicated her and caused her to almost suffer a qi deviation at the age of eighteen.
How can such words not be disheartening?
But the Palace Master of Feixian Palace still had a motherly heart and tried every possible way to cure her illness.
She even found a drug user to test the drug on her, and planned to gouge out the drug user's eyes in the future to replace the original owner's eyes, as there were other ways to deal with the damage to her meridians.
However, in Xi Congshuang's view, doing things this way is like trying to put out a fire with a pot of boiling water.
The original owner survived a near-demonic qi deviation, but ended up with damaged meridians and blindness.
However, this blindness was congenital. In the past, she could see the spiritual energy that enabled her meridians to function normally. Now that her meridians are damaged, she can no longer use too much spiritual energy to continue seeing with the help of spiritual treasures. She can only see various rough lines that resemble a draft of the world.
Of course, there's also a light pollution mode that can be switched.
Therefore, the original owner's problem was that his meridians were damaged and broken, which caused him to lose his sight. To restore his vision, he needed to restore his meridians and allow the violent spiritual energy in his body to circulate slowly.
The idea of gouging out someone's eyes and putting them into her eye sockets is just a futile and roundabout way of doing things. She can only see now, but she still can't do anything about it.
The original owner's ending was similar to what Xi Congshuang had predicted. After obtaining the eyes of the medicine man, she gained a few short years of life.
Years later, she went blind again, this time more severely than before. She could no longer see blurry shadows or lines, only emptiness.
Ultimately, she also lost her life because of those eyes; she was forcibly infused with magic and died from her body exploding.
Within a few short breaths, countless thoughts flashed through Xi Congshuang's mind. She took a step towards the open door and was about to step across the threshold under Yu Se's shocked gaze.
In her view, the young palace master had not stepped out of the Immortal Pavilion for more than two hundred years, so how could she not be shocked that he was going out today?
Yu Se couldn't help but call out, "Young Palace Master."
Xi Congshuang stopped as expected, her shoes hitting the high threshold. She turned around and said, "Bring me my Ink Dragon Staff, I want to go out."
Yu Se found the guiding artifact, the Ink Dragon Staff, which had been thrown into a corner, and handed it to Xi Congshuang with both hands.
A slender, beautiful hand rose and took the heavy ink dragon staff from its grasp. The staff tip touched the ground as the hand groped its way across the threshold.
Xi Congshuang said, "Lead the way, I want to get out."
Yu Se, young and fearless, didn't find the snow-white, ethereal young palace master frightening at all, and dared to ask, "Where are you going?"
Xi Congshuang: "Find someone, find the person who will help me test the drug."
Not only did she need to find people, but there was also something she wanted to experiment with.
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The Immortal Pavilion is located above the Flying Immortal Palace and is carried by tens of thousands of cranes, making it a spectacular sight within the Flying Immortal Palace.
As Xi Congshuang stepped outside, the first thing she felt wasn't the wind, but rather a surge of spiritual energy rushing into her body. It was all pure, icy spiritual energy. Unable to use the incoming spiritual energy for her training, she felt as if she were frozen, and a layer of frost appeared on her eyebrows.
No wonder the young master of the Flying Immortal Palace was able to reach the Nascent Soul stage at the age of eighteen; it turns out that even her breathing was a form of cultivation.
As soon as she appears outside the barrier, the icy spiritual energy of heaven and earth spontaneously approaches her, drilling into her riddled meridians and expanding the riotous army.
“…Young Palace Master?” Yu Se sensed something was wrong and couldn’t help but speak, trying to persuade the person to go back.
Xi Congshuang seemed to know what she wanted to say, and without turning her head, said, "Silence."
"..." Yu Se covered her mouth with both hands. Not to mention the frost on the young palace master's eyebrows, her tone was also very cold.
There was something she wanted to try.
Xi Congshuang endured the excruciating pain, mobilized her overflowing spiritual power, and released her divine sense to take in the movements within a hundred miles.
But she didn't stop there. She forcibly endured the excruciating pain that threatened to destroy her reason, and attached her spiritual power to the white silk covering her eyes. The shadows and messy drafts became clearer, and now it felt like the outlines had been drawn.
Surprisingly, it actually worked. She wasn't wrong; she could still use spiritual power in her damaged meridians and spiritual palace, provided she could endure the pain that felt like her meridians were about to burst.
Just as she was thinking this, Xi Congshuang sensed the commotion approaching from afar beneath the Immortal Pavilion.
A shout pierced the sky:
"The drugged person has escaped! Quick, catch her!"
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