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Wei Yuan was fully focused and ready to listen to Yang Ying tell a story when he suddenly heard her ask, "I need to clarify, did you promise her? If you did, then go find your sister-in-law to tell you a story!"
In order to hear her continue, Wei Yuan could only explain, "It's not like that. I just promised her that I would help Han Ling in my own way."
"You really are something, an amateur psychologist!" Yang Ying teased.
Wei Yuan had been forced to get involved with the matters of Purple Robe Pavilion recently, so he was naturally curious about their background. At this moment, hearing that Yang Ying was still not ready to get to the point, he hurriedly said, "Stop rambling and get on with the story!"
This was why, although Yang Ying was charmingly beautiful, Wei Yuan felt completely at ease around her. In his heart, while she symbolized strong femininity, she also had a bold and masculine character that allowed him to treat her like one of the guys!
Yang Ying began in a tone reminiscent of a storyteller, first asking a question to segue into the topic: "Have you heard of the Divine Healer Bian Que's older brother?"
Wei Yuan searched his mind for information. Although he wasn't Baidu, he had learned about this during his studies, so he replied, "Isn't he the one known for having the highest medical skills among the Bian brothers?"
Yang Ying praised him upon hearing this: "Indeed, you have some knowledge! Actually, there is very little recorded about this remarkable person in the limited historical texts. According to records, Divine Healer Bian Que practiced medicine for generations and had three brothers. Among them, Bian Que was the most recognized for his medical skills but ironically was also the least skilled. Although he excelled in major surgeries like acupuncture and bloodletting using precious medicinal materials, he could only treat patients after they developed serious illnesses. This is why he gained fame for curing many high-ranking officials and nobles..."
Wei Yuan didn't interrupt and listened as Yang Ying continued: "Bian Que had two brothers whose medical skills were even more refined than his. His second brother could treat patients before they developed serious conditions. Because of this, he rarely had the opportunity to treat critically ill patients and only gained some local fame. Bian Que's older brother was the most skilled; he could diagnose illnesses just by observing a patient's complexion. As a result, he often treated people before they even fell ill, which is why his reputation was the greatest..."
"Sometimes in this world, the more capable people are, the less recognized they are. But even so, what does this have to do with Purple Robe Pavilion?" Wei Yuan remarked with a sigh as he noticed she still hadn't gotten to the main topic.
Yang Ying looked at him with irritation and said, "You want to know about Purple Robe Pavilion's origins, right? To understand that, we have to start from the beginning. What I'm telling you now is just the groundwork; do you understand?"
Wei Yuan could only let her continue: "Because no one appreciated him, Bian Que's older brother lived happily without worries. It is said that in his old age he secluded himself in a valley. Ordinary people were unaware of his exceptional medical skills, but those who were also skilled in medicine revered him greatly and dubbed him 'The Miraculous Physician.' Thus, the secluded valley became known as Divine Physician Valley in later generations. They engaged in various medical exchanges there; this is the origin of Purple Robe Pavilion!"
Wei Yuan couldn't help but interrupt, "You, an organization that deploys so many assassins, originally came from a school that studied Traditional Chinese Medicine? This is too ridiculous!"
Yang Ying sighed and said, "That was the old Purple Robe Pavilion. To be precise, it wasn't even called the Purple Robe Pavilion back then! They only focused on medical skills and Martial Arts! However, by the time it reached later generations, Divine Physician Valley had already fragmented. Many newcomers in the valley learned just a bit and then went around deceiving others, causing that strong atmosphere of medicine to dissipate."
Then Wei Yuan noticed that Yang Ying was about to mention an important figure, as her expression had changed. She continued, "Later on, a person emerged from Divine Physician Valley. His abilities were outstanding in every aspect; besides his powerful medical skills and martial prowess, he was also very adept at handling relationships. He skillfully managed the various factions within the valley, consolidating power and driving out those who relied on deceit. He gradually became the ruler of the valley!"
Seeing Yang Ying's nostalgic expression, Wei Yuan deduced, "So he founded the Purple Robe Pavilion? What is your relationship with him?"
Yang Ying replied, "Yes, he was the first Purple Robe Marquis. I was an orphan; he took me in as his disciple! Unfortunately, after he died, everything fell into chaos. His dying wish was for me to inherit the Purple Robe Pavilion, but amidst the struggles of various factions within, Yuan Ziyi's father resolutely became the new ruler."
Wei Yuan could relate to this; it was like the ancient struggles for a throne. Naturally, a father would pass it to his son, but those with ambition and strength would not hesitate to covet it. There was no right or wrong in this matter, nor could one speak of good or evil!
Perhaps in her master's eyes, Yang Ying's medical skills and martial arts were commendable. However, she was still too young to compete with those revered seniors within the Purple Robe Pavilion. In terms of strength and influence, she couldn't match them.
Thus, considering that people from the Purple Robe Pavilion began hunting Yang Ying down, Wei Yuan could easily imagine that Yang Ying must have felt unwilling to accept her fate and escaped with some precious secret techniques.
Now that they had reached this point in their conversation, it proved that Yang Ying still trusted Wei Yuan quite a bit. Therefore, she didn't mind revealing her thoughts: "Yuan Ziyi approached you not only hoping you could find a way to treat her sister's heart ailment but also intends to use you to inform me that she definitely knows of my existence!"
Wei Yuan thought for a moment and nodded in agreement with her assessment: "Perhaps so; after all, you are a threat to them."
As the saying goes, two tigers cannot coexist on one mountain. Chang Wei and Lan Bo viewed themselves as threats and planned to find someone to teach them a lesson to force them to leave Blue Ocean. As for Yang Ying, being the direct disciple of the first Purple Robe Marquis and with Yuan Ziyi's father wanting to solidify his control over the Purple Robe Pavilion, he naturally had to find a way to eliminate Yang Ying as a potential threat!
"Alright, today is Valentine's Day; you should go fulfill your role as bait and take the opportunity to spend some time with your older sister from the Lan Family. I understand that; I won't disturb you further. By the way, let me represent all single people in looking down on you!" Yang Ying said with a smile while resting her hand on Wei Yuan's shoulder.
After Yang Ying left, Wei Yuan had no intention of going out. He still felt a severe ache all over his body, but there was a wave of warmth coming from his marrow, and his overall stamina had actually recovered. It was just that any movement of his limbs would cause great discomfort.
After seeing Yuan Ziyi, he realized that his every move had been watched, which made him more cautious. After locking the door, Wei Yuan closed all the windows and curtains, looked around to ensure there were no issues, and then slowly took out the collection of Video Disks that Gu Jing had sent him, along with a bag of Vase Fragments.
He could no longer waste time like this. He needed to find an opportunity to develop his strength. From what Yang Ying mentioned about the internal struggles within the Purple Robe Pavilion, Wei Yuan understood that only powerful strength was truly important. Therefore, he needed a chance, just like a golden-scaled fish in a stormy pond could transform into Jackie Chan…
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