To an ordinary person, this would naturally seem puzzling.
Of the few people present, Xie Mulang and Qin Lushu were already distracted and didn't listen at all; Nangong Ning was still lamenting in her heart that she would have to find another place to buy wine in the future.
As for Yunwei and Isaac...
If they had known from the beginning that this was the work of the Abyss, then no matter how bizarre and absurd the events were, they could have remained calm.
However, Yun Wei knew in his heart that now was not a good time to tell the other party about the Abyss.
Moreover, he didn't think Huo Mingchan was trustworthy enough.
Apart from Xie Mulang, before the war agreement was finalized, everyone in the city was highly suspicious and not someone he could easily trust.
Just then, two short figures appeared together at the temple gate.
One was an old man with white hair and a youthful face, his beard as white as snow, leaning on a bamboo cane with a purple gourd hanging from it, exuding an air of otherworldly grace.
The woman beside him was dressed as a young girl, in black and white, with a graceful figure, but her eyes were covered with a layer of vermilion veil, which added to her mystery.
"Ah, it's the herbalist! Thank goodness, they can finally be saved!"
"You mean that old herbalist who used to run 'Hundred Herbs'? Hmm, I vaguely remember him... Didn't he close his doors to customers for years?"
"It seems like it's been twenty... no, it should be thirty years. By the way, who's that person next to him?"
"I don't know. Maybe it's her granddaughter..."
Some old servants were whispering among themselves. They had been huddled in the corridor in a panic, and Yun Wei could hear them clearly as they were not far from the group.
But he knew that the two people who suddenly appeared were actually led by the blindfolded woman.
Just as Richard could once see the master-servant contract between him and Isaac at a glance, he can now perceive the invisible power of the contract between the two in front of him at a glance.
The old man grabbed the wrist of a young man who was slumped over the table, vomiting uncontrollably, and began to feel his pulse.
Yun Wei noticed that the woman frowned, sniffed the air for a moment, and then silently opened her mouth.
The old man immediately listened and shouted to the crowd, "Don't recklessly disturb your qi and blood!"
Xie Mulang and Huo Mingchan immediately stepped forward.
Xie Mulang bowed deeply and then asked, "Master Medicine Master, do you know what kind of poison they have been poisoned by?"
“It’s not poisoning,” the old herbalist immediately denied, but his next words surprised everyone. “This is a rare flower from Dragon Island called Silver Dragon Dew. It is very beneficial to the body, but it can stimulate the seven emotions and six desires.”
The name "Silver Dragon" is merely a homophonic and elegant term.
Upon hearing the words "Dragon Island," Xie Mulang was stunned for a moment.
Huo Mingchan hurriedly asked, "Is there a solution? To be honest, we have important matters to attend to this afternoon and need to circulate our energy."
The old herbalist hesitated for a long time, but answered truthfully: "Absolutely not. The more you recklessly move your qi and blood, the faster the medicine will circulate throughout your body. After all, this Silver Dragon Dew is extremely rare in the world, and its effects are exceptionally potent. Only sexual intercourse can counteract its effects."
"This—" Huo Mingchan was immediately stunned. This was the first time he had ever encountered such an absurd thing.
Countless people in the courtyard were infected, but those who were already married were relatively unaffected.
But there are still so many who haven't gotten married yet...
Bili City places the utmost importance on ethics and moral principles; the current calamity is comparable to the end of the world.
He gritted his teeth and asked, "Do you have any other ideas? As long as you can help the four great families get through this calamity, you will naturally receive plenty of benefits."
As he spoke, Huo Mingchan firmly gripped the old man's sleeve.
Compared to promises of wealth and glory, the threat in their words was far more pronounced.
“Uh…” The old herbalist looked troubled, but while hesitating, he glanced at the expressionless woman without making a sound.
After a while, his expression finally softened, and he stroked his beard and said, "I will write out a prescription now, but there are three things that you must keep in mind, young master."
Upon hearing that there was another way, Huo Mingchan was overjoyed and said repeatedly, "Of course, of course, please feel free to speak. As long as it is within our capabilities, we will follow your advice."
The old herbalist lowered his eyes, and after a long while, he said, "Firstly, for half a month after taking the medicine, you cannot practice martial arts, drink alcohol, or have sex. If you recklessly move your qi and blood, all your previous efforts will be wasted, and you will only explode and die."
Huo Mingchan nodded and immediately ordered his men to bring out pen and ink, and to write down every word the old medicine man said.
Seeing that he had already memorized it, the old man continued, "Secondly, if you use my medicine prescription, although you will be spared the torment of being consumed by the seven emotions and six desires, you will not be able to obtain the benefits brought by the Silver Dragon Dew, and it will also cause your cultivation level to drop. You must think carefully about how to choose between them."
Upon hearing this, Huo Mingchan's face no longer showed the joy he had shown before.
Human nature is not concerned with scarcity but with inequality, especially when it directly relates to the vital interests of everyone.
After this ordeal, even if the medicinal properties are removed, the Nine Heavens of Bili City will likely never find peace again.
He silently noted down what the old man said, but continued, "I've noted it down. There's a third point; please feel free to give your instructions."
But the old man said slowly and deliberately, "If everything calms down, we still need you to build a temple by the sea. We can discuss the specifics after it's all done."
Compared to the disaster currently plaguing the city of Bili, building a temple is utterly insignificant.
Let alone one, even ten or a hundred, the scions of prominent families present could easily afford to contribute.
Huo Mingchan immediately waved his hand and readily agreed, "No problem, even though I am of low rank and have little influence, I can still undertake this third matter."
The old herbalist immediately cupped his hands in greeting, saying, "With your words, young master, I am at ease."
He picked up the brush dipped in ink and quickly wrote a prescription on a piece of paper.
In no time at all, the prescription was written out.
Huo Mingchan took the medicine and quickly scanned it, his expression somewhat complicated: "These medicinal herbs are common, but... never mind, I don't know anything about medicine, I'll just follow your instructions."
He immediately sent people to collect the medicine according to the prescription.
Yun Wei was tired of standing, so he pulled Isaac to sit down on the stone bench under the eaves.
The smell in the courtyard was too pungent, and the presence of unfamiliar faces like him and Isaac only made people more uneasy, so he decided to find some peace and quiet.
Moreover, a fierce battle that cannot be avoided is likely to follow.
Even with his abundant magic, he still felt at a disadvantage, constrained, and extremely frustrated.
He was pondering various solutions when Isaac suddenly asked, "Who do you think that blindfolded girl is?"
Clearly, his followers also noticed something amiss from the two extraordinary individuals.
Yun Wei was lost in thought when he casually replied, "I don't know. Perhaps it's an immortal."
All he knew was that the other person was different from the man in black robes and did not exude any malice with negative emotions.
He showed little interest in anyone who wasn't from the abyss or related to it.
With things so urgent right now, he doesn't have the energy to investigate everything thoroughly, just like he wouldn't investigate Old Man Mo, who mysteriously came back from the dead to sell wine.
"An immortal?" Isaac asked in confusion.
Yun Wei absentmindedly made up a story: "Some people, after gaining wisdom and becoming weary of the world, go to the mountains and forests, and become immortals. So you see, this character means 'people go to the mountains.'"
Isaac, of course, couldn't understand.
He could tell that his master was restless. After thinking for a long time, he finally said in a low voice, "We... can actually communicate directly in our hearts through the power of the contract."
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