After bathing, Xia Zhi returned to his upstairs room, completed his daily tasks, and quietly went to bed with the sound of rain.
Before him were countless dream bubbles of various colors.
Xia Zhi moved through this beautiful scenery, randomly chose a dream bubble, and reached out to touch it.
A strange attractive force ca over him.
The scene before Xia Zhi's eyes blurred, and he appeared in a stranger's dream.
This seed to be a small valley.
Green trees, birdsong, a wooden house.
Xia Zhi looked around, suddenly hearing violent coughing from inside the house, breaking the quiet.
"Master..."
"Baizhu."
Baizhu?
Xia Zhi was startled hearing this na, looking toward the wooden house.
Had he "coincidentally" entered Baizhu's dream?
Xia Zhi thought for a mont, activated [Hat of Secrecy]'s stealth state, and walked toward the wooden house.
The door was ajar.
Xia Zhi pushed open the door, walked inside, and found people in a room filled with dicinal slls.
A withered middle-aged man with white hair leaned against the headboard, a white snake coiled around his arm.
A green-haired young man with a worried expression stood by the bed, holding a bowl of warm dicine.
Xia Zhi recognized this young man as Baizhu in his youth.
He wasn't wearing glasses yet, and his deanor wasn't as gentle and mature as now, but he still had the sa silver progress bar as in reality, also at [9%].
Clearly, Baizhu was this dream's owner.
Xia Zhi looked again at Baizhu's master lying in bed.
Plagued by countless illnesses and poisons, his vitality long exhausted, he was now only forcefully hanging onto life, but couldn't last much longer.
He was about to die.
Yet his expression was very peaceful, without any fear of death, only so regret and confusion in his eyes.
"Baizhu, cough cough, let tell you a story. This story was told to by my master before his death, cough cough, and now, it's my turn to tell it to you."
"Master..."
The white snake coiled on his arm, seeing his unending coughs, hesitated before its round pupils suddenly brightened.
Then his vertical pupils also brightened, and his coughing ceased.
Xia Zhi knew he had used up his last breath of life. Though his condition seed to improve, it was only a temporary final radiance.
He was about to die.
"Once there was a plague tornting all living things. A healer made a great vow to eliminate all suffering in the world."
"But even with a kind heart and wonderful skills, mortals could not resist natural disasters."
"After years of practicing dicine, even those closest to him fell ill, about to bid farewell to the healer."
"Legend said that in the deep mountains of Chenyu Valley lived a dicine Lord who could cure all diseases."
"The healer went to the mountain alone but only found a white snake, exhausted and weak."
"The white snake said to the healer."
"[Sign a contract, share life with .]"
"[I will teach you the secret thod of saving people.]"
"[But never forget, this thod will eventually harm oneself.]"
"From then on, the healer used supernatural ans to reverse life and death, bringing miracles."
"But farewells still ca unexpectedly, only now it was the healer, drained of vitality, who bid the world goodbye."
"Finally, the healer passed the contract to his last patient, his most favored disciple. That disciple decided to use this life to save more lives."
"One generation thus, generation after generation the sa."
He looked at Baizhu and sighed lightly.
"Since inheriting the contract, I've never doubted the path chosen by our ancestral masters, nor the path I'm about to take."
"Until I tried to use this thod to save a junior's loved one, and she begged not to harm my vitality further, saying this was a evil thod like drinking poison to quench thirst, saying it was a poisonous art against heaven's principles."
"Saying she wouldn't trade one loved one's sacrifice for another loved one's life."
"Only then did I realize, how was the pain in my heart when my master passed any different from the family by the sickbed?"
"Weren't all these lives dying early because of this contract also worth saving?"
"Is this contract dicine or poison to us?"
"I no longer have ti to find the answer."
He reached out and firmly grasped Baizhu's hand.
"Baizhu, I entrust this question, along with Changsheng, to you."
"I only hope you can find the prescription to solve this dilemma..."
Baizhu's expression was grieved as he nodded seriously.
"I understand, Master."
A smile appeared on his face.
Then his hand grasping Baizhu fell limply.
"Mas...ter...!"
The scene before him began to distort.
This ant the dream's owner was about to wake up.
This dream would dissipate with it.
Xia Zhi quietly watched Baizhu, suddenly raising his hand to cast a light spell.
[Detect Evil].
This was the spell he had once used on Cloud Retainer. More accurately, it should be called [Detect Good and Evil], but its original purpose was to detect whether soone was evil.
This spell had no destructive power but would show different colored auras based on the target's sins or rits.
Sins showed blood-red light, rits showed golden light. The brighter the light, the deeper the sin or greater the rit.
Xia Zhi cast [Detect Evil] on Baizhu.
In the last mont before the dream dissipated, he saw a dazzling golden light shine from Baizhu.
This level of brightness seed not far from Cloud Retainer's.
The scene before him blurred again, and Xia Zhi returned to the ocean of dream bubbles.
He recalled the golden light that had shone from Baizhu, his expression sowhat strange.
The young Baizhu in the dream looked quite healthy, yet now he was in almost the sa terrible condition as his master, plagued by countless illnesses and poisons. Who knows how many lives he had saved using [Secret Life Exchange thod] over these years to accumulate such deep rit.
The physicians of their lineage were all good people who helped the world.
Xia Zhi couldn't help but sigh.
Good people should be rewarded.
Don't worry, you won't die.
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Bubu Pharmacy.
Baizhu suddenly awoke from his dream.
Changsheng coiled by his pillow, asking: "What's wrong?"
Baizhu rubbed his forehead, saying softly: "Nothing, I just had a dream."
He looked at the incense burner on the table. The incense had burned out, though so fragrance still lingered in the air.
Changsheng asked: "What did you dream about?"
Baizhu was silent for a mont, then said: "I dread of Master, dread of him entrusting you to ..."
Hearing this, Changsheng also fell silent.
This dream was heavy, because Baizhu's current physical condition was very close to his master's condition then. The dream seed to foretell he would follow his master's path.
"Baizhu..."
"It's alright, Changsheng, I've made the immortality dicine."
"That's not true immortality dicine... it will only maintain your body in the crevice between life and death, extending your life a little longer."
"At least there's hope... The night is long, let's sleep..."
Baizhu lay back down and closed his eyes.
He suddenly rembered that at the mont of waking, there seed to be a bright golden light shining from him.
Things that happen in dreams are indeed strange.
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