Liu Qingyan helped Bi Xinyu and Mo Lan dispel the poison, then brought them back. By this ti, everyone else had also changed clothes and tidied up.
"I originally just wanted to find a comfortable place for Sister Mo Lan to heal, but unexpectedly ran into you all, and you saved our lives in the process."
Bi Xinyu laughed, "No need for thanks. If you ever need anything, just say the word. Besides, I often gather herbs in the deep forest, so I’ll bring more to the Renxin Hall."
Mo Lan, who wasn’t much of a talker, simply said, "I’ll keep an eye on her, make sure she only goes to Renxin Hall and not Tongyi Lane."
Bi Xinyu rolled her eyes, "And after I risked my life to bring you out, this is how you repay ?"
Mo Lan shot her a sideways glance but didn’t say anything.
Bi Xinyu pursed her lips, then cupped her hands to bid farewell to everyone and left with Mo Lan.
...
"That centipede spirit said he had a master?"
"Yes."
"Could there be..."
"Not all demons have Soul Tokens. He’s dead, and who knows who killed him? Where would his master seek revenge?"
"That’s true."
"That’s why he first pleaded and then threatened."
"I see."
"Let’s not talk about him. Look at White Cloud Temple, nearly every few years a direct disciple vanishes or dies, and no one knows who their enemies are."
"Yes, for example, that Leng Jian, whose lair is in Wanfu County. Even investigating that was incredibly difficult, and two old demons were trapped inside. It was miserable."
"The Anomaly Suppression Bureau also said they want to take action against Du Yu Mountain, but who knows if they have."
"I don’t know. That’s an issue in the Northern regions, too far away from here."
...
The day after returning to Tonglin County, Bi Xinyu and Mo Lan went into town.
Although the two won often operated in the deep forests, they didn’t completely avoid human society. Besides, Bi Xinyu particularly loved watching performances!
Otherwise, her acting skills wouldn’t be this good.
Wearing a flowy erald and floral dewdrop silk pleated skirt that accentuated her graceful curves, her waist slender and swaying like a willow tree, she turned heads wherever she walked.
Mo Lan, petite in stature with an aloof expression, looked at people as if from above. With her chilly gaze, most wouldn’t dare to approach.
They arrived at Renxin Hall, just in ti to see Liu Qingyan prescribe dicine for a patient, completing the consultation.
"Miss Bi, Miss Mo."
"Sister Liu."
Though Bi Xinyu and Mo Lan were probably older than Liu Qingyan, without any familial ties, Liu Qingyan’s cultivation was higher, naturally making her the ’sister.’
The two acknowledged Elder Liu, then followed Liu Qingyan into the inner room.
Once inside, Bi Xinyu’s eyes glead as she pulled Liu Qingyan aside, secretly bringing out sothing from her bosom, "I’ve kept this treasure for a long ti. Now, taking it out, sister, you’re in for a treat."
"What?" Liu Qingyan blinked and saw Bi Xinyu taking out a...
Immortal Spirit Spleen!
"Hiss—"
Liu Qingyan gasped sharply, seeing this Immortal Spirit Spleen, potent for over eight hundred years and considered a spirit dicine?
Seeing Liu Qingyan’s shock, Bi Xinyu just laughed, "Dear sister, I originally kept this for myself, but for such a life-saving favor, I have nothing else to offer, so it’s yours. Have Young Master Lu consu it, and you’ll enjoy earthly pleasures from now on."
Liu Qingyan felt parched, wanting to refuse, yet unable to say no.
"Take it."
Mo Lan said indifferently from the side, "Now that we know where you are, if you don’t take it, who knows if one day she’ll drug your husband."
"Co now, am I that sort of person?"
Bi Xinyu raised her graceful neck, "Do I even need the Immortal Spirit Spleen? Just my snake venom alone, and no man in this world can resist!"
Liu Qingyan swiftly took the Immortal Spirit Spleen, thinking with this dicine and that great centipede soaked in wine, and so century-old herbs, one might gain more resistance to Bi Xinyu’s snake venom after consuming it.
What? The effects of snake venom?
Don’t joke. Drinking this dicinal wine would double ordinary combat strength!
With that thought, Liu Qingyan felt her knees slightly weak, almost revealing her true form.
Taking in the Immortal Spirit Spleen, Liu Qingyan composed herself and chatted with the two won, as they casually talked, she learned of Bi Xinyu’s passion for performances, and that her lair was closer to Yuhe County, so she often went there.
"That’s a coincidence, Yixing and Cai Niang sotis co to chat and watch shows too. If Miss Bi is interested, you can join us," Liu Qingyan invited.
"Sure!"
Bi Xinyu licked her lips, "Are there any handso young n in Tonglin County?"
Liu Qingyan’s smile froze, not expecting Bi Xinyu to be the sa type as Hu Cai Niang.
...
Seeing Bi Xinyu and Mo Lan off, Liu Qingyan couldn’t wait until evening, taking the Immortal Spirit Spleen and other ingredient packages, she hurried back to Tongyi Lane.
"Qingyan?"
Seeing Liu Qingyan appear, Lu Zheng was quite surprised, knowing she was normally dedicated and rarely left on regular days.
"Lu Lang."
Liu Qingyan approached Lu Zheng, "That centipede of yours, did you soak it in alcohol yet?"
"Not yet," Lu Zheng replied, "I was planning to get so ingredients from Renxin Hall to soak it."
Liu Qingyan nodded, "Miss Bi ca earlier today, brought a package of ingredients, and I got so auxiliaries, so we can use them to make the wine."
"Oh? She ca again this morning?" Lu Zheng asked curiously, "Didn’t she say she had no spirit dicine now?"
"These are from her lair’s collection."
"Oh, okay then."
Lu Zheng nodded, feeling that Liu Qingyan was acting a bit odd.
The two of them went to the cellar and brought out a twenty-jin jug of high-proof Wuliangye.
Liu Qingyan shook her head, "The dicinal strength is too high, too little wine, you have to change it every three days."
Lu Zheng nodded, recalling that’s how it was with the Scorpion Wine, exchanging the jug every three days, using up ten jugs in total to deplete the dicinal power.
This ti, the red-striped centipede was even more formidable, with three to four hundred years of Dao practice, its dicinal strength was much greater than that of the female scorpion, surely it could soak thirty jugs or so?
Lu Zheng patted the gourd and took out the large centipede.
It asured six inches, with hundreds of legs, a black body marked by three fiery red stripes along its length.
"What ingredients are we using?" Lu Zheng asked.
Liu Qingyan blushed, placing her bundle down and opening it, the fragrance of the spirit dicine instantly dispersed.
"Hiss—"
Lu Zheng, who had added a decent amount of the Light of Fortune in dical skills, couldn’t fail to recognize this eight-hundred-year-old Immortal Spirit Spleen?
Along with other auxiliary ingredients, they were for fusing the centipede’s dicinal strength with that of the Immortal Spirit Spleen, combining them to yield a power greater than the sum of its parts.
Lu Zheng finally understood why Liu Qingyan had been acting strangely earlier, "Do you think the nights have been too relaxed lately?"
"No... no..." Liu Qingyan stamred, finding an excuse, "But this dicinal wine is also beneficial for your cultivation."
One’s a hundred-year-old demon, the other a thousand-year spirit dicine, of course, it’s beneficial for cultivation. But if he dared bring this wine to White Cloud Temple, who knows if Daoist Mingzhang would beat him to death?
Lu Zheng took a deep breath, soaked the centipede and various herbs in alcohol.
And then...
He picked Liu Qingyan up in his arms, striding purposefully towards the master bedroom.
"Lu Lang! What are you doing?"
"What do you think?"
"No... Stop..."
"Shush, let your ears co out too."
"Be good. If you don’t, I’ll just call you alone in three days~"
"Mmph—"
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