Since getting to know Yan Daoxin, the impression Zhu Yu had was either of a man who seed detached from worldly concerns in front of outsiders, or lively and spirited when bickering with Lu Qing, always handling matters with effortless confidence, never showing such anger and frustration before.
Zhu Yu was taken aback by his reaction, remaining silent for a mont before speaking, when Yan Daoxin had sowhat cald down: "Is it... that those won won’t live much longer either?"
Yan Daoxin’s face grew darker, though this ti his anger wasn’t as intense. He simply nodded solemnly without pounding on the table again.
The pity was the table, which was just a thin wooden piece, had been struck by his fist earlier and was close to splitting. Another hit might break it entirely.
"Then..." Zhu Yu hesitated, "Are you alright? Though I know you’ve hidden most of the dicine, you still ingested so..."
Yan Daoxin paused, then relaxed his expression, quickly waving his hand: "I’m fine. Although the formula is vicious, such a small amount isn’t enough to affect .
Among those won earlier, the young lady who entered Little Mountain Building a few days before us had a rather decent pulse, though the conditions of the others are so dire that I’m uncertain if she’ll gradually recover or suddenly deteriorate. We’ll have to observe for a few more days.
Don’t worry about . I’m tough and won’t die easily."
"That’s right. A scourge lasts for a thousand years," teased Lu Qing, whose voice suddenly ca from behind Zhu Yu.
Zhu Yu turned to see Lu Qing, who had gone out with the rune earlier, now returned looking travel-worn.
The rune behind him carried many bags, with a full basket on his back.
"I’ve bought all the herbs you requested." Lu Qing indicated to the rune to place Yan Daoxin’s things on the table, then lifted his robe and sat beside Zhu Yu, "Don’t worry about my junior brother. He’s naturally gifted, recovering much faster than the average person. Otherwise, Master wouldn’t dare let him taste various herbs and poisons.
Moreover, with here, even if he really gets knocked out by that dicine in a few days, I’d give him a grand burial, rather than letting my junior brother’s corpse be exposed to the wilderness."
Knowing Lu Qing wouldn’t offer comforting words, Yan Daoxin aid a kick under the table, only for Lu Qing to block it, anticipated.
However, with Lu Qing’s teasing and watching them so familiarly "spar," Zhu Yu’s initial worry dissipated a lot, and even Yan Daoxin’s previously gloomy mood lightened amid the laughter.
"Those won weren’t taken into Little Mountain Building by force. Whether drawn by greed for riches or driven by life’s desperation, once they entered through that door, their nas were marked in the Book of Life and Death, and their fates were sealed, whether sooner or later," Lu Qing said seriously upon seeing his eased expression, "As the saying goes, do your best and leave the rest to fate. We’ve exerted our utmost effort, and the rest is up to destiny."
Though Yan Daoxin primarily studied dicine from youth, he was fundantally a legitimate Taoist. He understood the rationale that Lu Qing shared. Though he had felt stifled with anger, the concern and banter from Lu Qing and Zhu Yu helped restore his temper.
"Have you and Lu Chao already devised a plan? You can topple these people, right?" Yan Daoxin asked, unusually serious and solemn, contrary to his usual teasing or disdainful deanor when speaking with Lu Qing.
"Although it’s not an overnight matter, we indeed have the confidence," Lu Qing nodded sincerely, "Moreover, the current situation leaves no room for us to fail.
Even if it’s a gamble, we must overthrow them."
"That’s good," Yan Daoxin sighed gently, "Based on what we’ve gone through, it is clear that the mastermind behind all this is willing to go to any lengths. To achieve their ambitions, they’d commit the most heinous acts.
No matter what, we can’t allow these beasts to seize this realm. Otherwise, it would be akin to opening the gates of hell itself, unleashing evil spirits into our world.
At that point, it won’t matter if we survive; this world would turn into a bloodbath, and no one could live peacefully."
Thus, after five or six more days, of the rescued won, only two survived, the rest without exception had dissolved into a pool of blood.
Yan Daoxin maintained an uncharacteristically stern silence for days, transforming from an ethereal Taoist to almost the direction of an Angry-eyed Vajra.
One of the surviving won was the one who entered the building most recently, and had taken the least dication; she initially hesitated for two or three days before succumbing to Nanny Shi’s persuasion and began daily dication, so she hadn’t drunk much in total.
Thus, after taking Yan Daoxin’s carefully crafted antidote, her condition stabilized and gradually improved day by day, which was indeed within everyone’s expectations.
The other surviving woman surprised Yan Daoxin.
Among those rescued, her condition was neither good nor bad. Initially, when resting at the inn, her situation was quite bleak, seemingly headed toward deterioration.
Fortunately, Yan Daoxin, despite facing setbacks, didn’t despair, and persisted daily in administering dicine. Her condition seed to rebound from its weakest point, suddenly showing improvent.
Initially, Yan Daoxin assud it was a flicker of life before death, preparing emotionally for yet another cleanup of the bloody bathwater, but this ti he was proven wrong!
This was undoubtedly a delightful surprise, invigorating him to care for her, while she indeed grew stronger under his antidote regin, with her pulse strengthening day by day, becoming stable, and her consciousness showing signs of clearing, shifting from seemingly clear yet dazed to genuinely lucid.
Finally, on the seventh morning, she could speak.
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