Ginsengfruit quickly grasped the key points from this information.
"The Mountain God Temple outside the city? It seems this place might have so issues!"
Without much thought, after asking for the exact location of the Mountain God Temple, Ginsengfruit left a ssage for Yun Ran and headed directly to the temple.
Avoiding the people on the road, Ginsengfruit soon reached the Mountain God Temple, perhaps because it was still early, there were quite a few people here.
After carefully observing, Ginsengfruit found the people here, anyone who passed by him, appeared normal, without any Death Energy.
However, Ginsengfruit did not feel this was all there was to see.
He imdiately mimicked others who ca to worship the mountain god, going through all the steps one by one.
After completing a round, Ginsengfruit still didn’t find anything amiss, just when he started to doubt whether he had guessed wrongly.
Suddenly, soone ahead shouted that soone had fainted.
Ginsengfruit’s reaction was faster than his thoughts, quickly stepping past the crowd to squeeze towards the fainted person.
A middle-aged man, with an ashen face, was lying on the ground.
The people beside him hurriedly shouted for those around to give him so space, ensuring he had enough air, advising them not to crowd too close.
In others’ eyes, it was simply a case of this middle-aged man fainting from illness.
But, this scene in Ginsengfruit’s eyes revealed that the man was entangled by Death Energy.
Fortunately, it had only just enveloped him, so the man rely fainted.
His bodily functions hadn’t been damaged yet; clearing away the Death Energy would restore his health.
Ginsengfruit’s eyes flickered, his earlier suspicion seed correct, there was indeed a problem near the Mountain God Temple.
Beside him, people were talking bidirectionally.
"What happened, wasn’t he fine earlier, nowadays people’s health really isn’t great!"
"His face is so pale, it looks as if he has a serious illness."
"Probably not, soone with a serious illness wouldn’t be this robust, maybe he’s just exhausted."
...
Onlookers speculated about what was going on with this person.
Soon, soone fetched a doctor from nearby to examine him.
"Make way, everyone make way, the doctor’s here!!!"
Upon hearing this, those gathered around moved aside with understanding.
Even the previous discussions quieted down, everyone fixated on the unfolding scene.
As the doctor moved his hand away after taking the pulse, the once quiet crowd suddenly started asking questions.
"Doctor, what’s wrong with him?"
"Nothing serious, just over-exhaustion; his blood circulation’s a bit sluggish, rest properly at ho and it will be fine."
Saying this, the doctor fetched silver needles from his dical box, and after a few needle applications, the man woke up.
Ginsengfruit’s gaze remained on the middle-aged man.
When the man opened his eyes, the dazed expression he showed was naturally observed by Ginsengfruit.
Hearing people around him say he fainted from exhaustion, the middle-aged man displayed a sowhat skeptical expression.
Evidently, he found the reason for fainting sowhat ridiculous.
But soon, he couldn’t smile anymore.
Because he clearly felt his body, at that mont, was extrely weary.
As if he had been working continuously for days, his whole body felt drained.
"I..."
Realizing even speaking was laborious, the middle-aged man’s eyes instantly revealed a hint of panic.
The unknown is the most terrifying.
Once the middle-aged man was helped to sit on nearby steps, the surrounding spectators finally dispersed.
Ginsengfruit then approached, curiously observing the middle-aged man and his companions.
"Young friend, what are you looking at?"
"Uncle, I’m an apprentice at the dical clinic; when I saw you faint earlier, I wanted to check on you..."
At this mont, Ginsengfruit appeared as a young man; compared to his earlier childhood appearance, he was more trustworthy.
Then, Ginsengfruit awkwardly scratched his head, appearing enthusiastic yet modest.
Sure enough, the middle-aged man and his companions’ impression of Ginsengfruit improved significantly.
No one dislikes a person who’s kind towards them.
"Thank you, young friend; my friend’s fine now, we’ll rest here for a while and then head down the mountain."
This Mountain God Temple was located atop a moderately-sized mountain, and they were at the midsection now.
Having received thanks, Ginsengfruit held his breath, soon his face flushed red.
His expression mirrored a typical youth embarrassed by praise.
Suddenly, Ginsengfruit seed to recall sothing and quickly rummaged in his pocket.
Soon he retrieved a bottle, saying with delight: "I almost forgot, I have these pills with ; it’s my master’s secret recipe, good for strengthening and replenishing Primordial Energy."
He then poured out a milk-white pill.
And eagerly offered it to the middle-aged man’s mouth: "Overexertion, taking this pill is beneficial."
The middle-aged man’s friend hesitated; one should be cautious with dicine.
But then he saw Ginsengfruit swallow a pill himself.
"Even healthy people benefit from these; it’s all made from tonic herbs."
Now, neither the middle-aged man nor his companions had doubts.
The middle-aged man opened his mouth and swallowed the pill Ginsengfruit offered.
The pill had a strong dicinal aroma, but wasn’t unpleasant, even leaving a mysterious fragrance.
Furthermore, it dissolved easily, and the previously exhausted middle-aged man.
Instantly felt a warmth spread throughout his body, alleviating much of the fatigue and occasional coldness.
Watching the middle-aged man’s complexion visibly beco more ruddy.
His companion’s face also showed astonishnt.
Perhaps not expecting that such a tiny pill could have such an effect; it was too incredible.
Then.
Ginsengfruit received two round, glistening, slightly admiring gazes in thanks.
Yet Ginsengfruit accepted them calmly.
What he gave the middle-aged man wasn’t rely a pill.
He had, with a hand movent earlier, extracted the Death Energy eroding the man’s body.
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