The elderly Ji matriarch rushed out of the house, brimming with excitent, followed closely by an equally thrilled Wang Dongxue.
"Second Son, tell , is what you just said true? Can your elder brother’s leg truly be healed?"
When Ji Youran didn’t answer after a good while, the elderly Ji matriarch couldn’t help but ask again.
Ji Youran gently nodded. His heart was pounding with anxiety. He’d actually had the idea for this dicinal formula ever since he acquired that carrot-sized ginseng root. He had only figured out the specific usage and dosage during his recent days in confinent. Strangely enough, just as he’d worked out the feasibility of the formula, his mother had graciously released him.
"Second Uncle, can your Big Brother’s leg truly be saved?" Wang Dongxue’s voice trembled.
Ji Youran looked at Wang Dongxue and all his relatives staring at him expectantly, and the panic in his heart grew even more.
"Say sothing, Second Brother! You aren’t just bluffing, are you? You haven’t actually figured out any dicinal formula, have you?"
Ji Youran, who was very concerned about his reputation, was quite displeased by this.
"Who says I couldn’t figure out a dicinal formula? I already have!" Ji Youran retorted, craning his neck at Zhu Xiuxiu.
Zhu Xiuxiu’s lips twitched. "If you figured it out, why didn’t you say so earlier? I don’t believe you! Who in our family doesn’t hope Big Brother can stand up again? If you really managed to figure out a dicinal formula, with your reputation-conscious personality, wouldn’t you have shouted it from the rooftops long ago?"
Provoked by Zhu Xiuxiu, Ji Youran raised his voice and roared, "I just figured out the dicinal formula, and I don’t even know if it’ll work yet! What the hell is there to shout about?! Besides, don’t you all know what kind of fate I have? Deficient Nine! A Deficient Nine Fate! That ginseng is thousands of years old, nearly ten thousand years, and I only got one stalk! And Xiaosuisui took such a big bite out of it! I can’t guarantee it’ll be foolproof, so how could I just run my mouth off?"
After Ji Youran’s outburst, everyone was stunned speechless.
The Ji Family’s courtyard fell into an eerie silence.
A ginseng root thousands of years old, a newly discovered dicinal formula, and Second Brother’s Deficient Nine Fate... They sohow felt... this news was even more agonizing than no news at all.
「Nanyang Town, at the residence of Benefactor Xu.」
A Nanjiang man, dressed in flamboyant, multicolored clothes and a white hat, sat in the host’s seat. Below him sat a subservient middle-aged man from the Central Plains.
"Is everything arranged?" the man in the hat asked indifferently, his eyes closed.
"Yes! It’s all taken care of. I just need to know when the Great Wizard will arrive, so I can go out to welco him!" The middle-aged man spoke cautiously, stealing a glance at the man in the host’s seat.
"There’s no hurry. The auspicious day hasn’t arrived yet. When the auspicious day cos, the Great Wizard will naturally arrive."
"Yes! This lowly one understands."
"Have people watch the altar closely. Make sure no one discovers it. And that little girl with significant Qi—she’s the main offering for the ritual. There must be no mistakes with her."
"Yes, rest assured. I’ve locked them in the cellar, and it’s heavily guarded everywhere. They won’t be discovered. The altar has also been set up in a very hidden location; people don’t normally go there. Please don’t worry."
The two continued speaking, completely unaware that a figure dressed in black was lying on the roof tiles directly above them, holding his breath and listening intently to their conversation.
When they finished speaking, the person quickly departed, their black attire lting into the night.
Returning to the inn where he was temporarily lodging, he hurriedly knocked on the door of Second Madam’s room.
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