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No wonder Shen Qingyi was able to infiltrate Xu Feng's room on the fourth floor and carry out an assassination in such a crowded situation.
It was as if he was entering a no-man's land; it turns out he possessed such a treasure. No wonder he was able to climb up so easily before; it must also be due to this item.
"Old buddy, actually using Soul Hook!"
Yang Ying, who was also standing on the balcony, saw this scene and couldn't help but curse loudly.
Soul Hook.
This item had already been mentioned during Wei Yuan's conversation with Yang Ying when he learned about the Purple Robe Pavilion.
At that time, Wei Yuan had just begun to learn about the Purple Robe Pavilion, and his curiosity was immediately piqued.
He often discussed matters regarding this sect with Yang Ying, thus gaining some understanding of this pharmaceutical sect that had been passed down for thousands of years, which was not as simple as it seemed.
This can be traced back to the origins of the Purple Robe Pavilion. The earliest formation of the Purple Robe Pavilion was indeed led by Yang Ying's elder brother, who was Bian Que's older brother. Among the three Bian Que brothers, he was the one with the highest medical skills but the least fame.
This person's medical skills had already reached an extraordinary level; one could even describe them as having reached a state of perfection. Just by observing a person's complexion and color, he could see through even the slightest ailments within their body and eliminate potential major illnesses in their infancy.
However, there are still too few records about this remarkable person in limited historical texts. According to Divine Healer Bian Que, he practiced medicine for generations and had three brothers in his family. Among them, Bian Que was the most recognized and famous for his medical skills, yet ironically, he was the least skilled.
Although Bian Que excelled at major surgeries like bloodletting and used precious medicinal materials, he could only treat patients after they developed serious illnesses. This contributed to his fame due to the number of high-ranking officials and nobles he cured.
In contrast, Bian Que's second brother could treat patients before they developed serious conditions. Because of this ability, he rarely had opportunities to treat critically ill patients and could only gain some local recognition.
Bian Que's older brother was the most skilled physician. He could observe a person's face and discern their ailments, allowing him to treat patients even before they fell ill. Because of this, his reputation was unmatched.
However, due to a lack of recognition, Bian Que's older brother lived a carefree life, choosing to retire in a secluded valley. While ordinary people were unaware of his exceptional medical skills, other skilled physicians held him in great esteem, bestowing upon him the title of Divine Physician.
As a result, the valley where he resided became known as Divine Physician Valley, a place for various medical exchanges. This Divine Physician Valley is actually the predecessor of Purple Robe Pavilion.
It is possible that the current headquarters of Purple Robe Pavilion still lies within Divine Physician Valley. This location is extremely hidden, and with the miasma surrounding the mountain gate, common technological products cannot detect what lies within.
Thus, it has become a true paradise. In the following years, this valley primarily focused on medical exchanges and research related to strengthening the body through Martial Arts.
According to historical records, Medicine King Sun Simiao, Medical Sage Hua Tuo, and even Zhang Zhongjing and Li Shizhen had all been granted special privileges due to their exceptional medical skills and were invited into Divine Physician Valley to study the works left by Bian Que's brother, the original founder.
To this day, no one knows the specific name of Bian Que's brother. However, within Purple Robe Pavilion, he is still revered as their ancestral figure.
Just as lawyers honor Bao Gong, woodcutters honor Wu Gang, fishermen honor Ma Zu, and carpenters honor Lu Ban—each profession has its own ancestral figure that they may or may not prioritize.
Wei Yuan often wondered whom those women should honor.
Should it be Li Shishi, Liu Rushi, Chen Yuanyuan, or perhaps Su?
After all, these are among the Four Great Beauties.
Returning to the main topic, the greatest achievement of Purple Robe Pavilion and its most influential legacy is the Medicine King Divine Canon currently held by Yang Ying. This text was revised during the Tang Dynasty by Sun Simiao in conjunction with previous experiences.
Ultimately, it was placed within Purple Robe Pavilion as a treasured artifact. Every so often, it must be copied anew to ensure that future generations can benefit from its teachings based on contemporary language translations.
Unfortunately, the subsequent situation was that each Grain Master took this precious book for themselves, completely ignoring the beautiful ideas that were originally intended, until Yang Ying's master began to emerge.
This elder was exceptionally outstanding in various aspects within the Divine Physician Valley. In addition to powerful medical skills and martial arts, he was also very adept in handling affairs, skillfully managing the various factions within the valley, consolidating power and driving out those who relied on deceit and trickery, gradually becoming the ruler of the valley.
It was he who established the Purple Robe Pavilion. Unfortunately, not long after, a new force began to swell within the Purple Robe Pavilion, which was led by Yuan Ziyi's father.
Ultimately, Yang Ying's master passed away before he could publicly share the contents of the Medicine King Divine Canon. However, before his death, he expressed that his most important disciple was his only adopted direct disciple, Yang Ying, and instructed that there should be no resistance.
He completely ceded the position of Purple Robe Marquis to Yuan Ziyi's father. Wei Yuan understood that this decision by the elder was to prevent the already unstable Purple Robe Pavilion from suffering further damage.
However, to understand the history of Soul Hook, one must trace back to a period shortly after the establishment of the nation during the exaggerated "Destroying the Four Olds" movement.
At that time, anything that could not be explained or accepted by mainstream society was demonized, and even many treasures of various nations were ruthlessly destroyed.
During this calamity, many individuals who were not accepted by society were forced to hide everywhere. Eventually, Divine Physician Valley had no choice but to temporarily open its doors and accept some of these people.
Thus, the valley, which focused entirely on studying medicine and Martial Arts, underwent such changes before transforming into what would become the Purple Robe Pavilion. Those who survived in the valley still retained some of their unique skills.
For example, there was a wandering artist known as “Ghost Face Quick Hands,” who was renowned for his incredibly fast hand speed and for creating various props that were both clever and practical. The Soul Hook was one of his creations.
Although over time these things gradually began to fade from memory and disappear, some individuals with a certain status within the Purple Robe Pavilion were still able to find many written records from those years.
Shen Qingyi gained the technique to create the Soul Hook by studying this information, which ultimately led to the creation of this magical artifact.
Because of this, it has become his main reliance for both killing and escaping. Without the Soul Hook, how could he have so easily evaded so many people and climbed to the fourth floor?
Do you really think he is Ultraman? No matter how skilled he is or how good his Kung Fu is, he is still an ordinary person. Can he really leave no trace in the snow and land silently?
Naturally, that is impossible. So, since he had a way to get up, it is no wonder that Shen Qingyi dared to take such risks; if he could go up, he could certainly come down.
For this reason, even though Shen Qingyi knew that such behavior was somewhat reckless, at this moment, time did not allow him any further contemplation. Although he held Yuan Ziyi as a hostage, if he delayed too long, who knew what tricks these people might play?
It is very important for a person to have self-awareness. Shen Qingyi understood that his mind was certainly not as sharp as those of these individuals, so he could not afford to give them time to devise a plan against him.
Thus, Shen Qingyi had to rely on himself to take a gamble. Even with the Soul Hook in hand, there was no guarantee that nothing would go wrong; after all, this was a live broadcast happening in real-time, not something rehearsed beforehand.
There was no opportunity for Shen Qingyi to try again. If he failed, it would mean death.
If he were to fall and die like this, it would be the final act of Shen Qingyi's life story, which compelled him to treat the situation with utmost seriousness.
At this moment, forcing Yuan Ziyi to hang over the railing with him, Shen Qingyi's motivation was simple: he wanted to buy more time for Wei Yuan to rescue Yuan Ziyi. After all, he still did not fully trust Wei Yuan.
However, having lived for so many years and being quite astute, he could see that Wei Yuan's concern for Yuan Ziyi was genuine. Therefore, he decided to take this gamble—temporarily trusting Wei Yuan and trying not to harm Yuan Ziyi, using her as leverage against Wei Yuan.
Indeed, with him causing such a commotion, Wei Yuan spent quite a bit of time rescuing Yuan Ziyi. At this moment, Shen Qingyi was already retracting the Soul Hook that was hanging from the third-floor balcony, planning to replicate the previous action and jump onto the second-floor balcony.
As long as she succeeded once more, it would be enough. Even if she did fall from the second floor, it wouldn’t be a big problem. With Shen Qingyi's skills and physique, she could likely just bounce back up immediately after falling.
So this was Wei Yuan's last chance. As he and Yang Ying worked together smoothly, they quickly pulled Yuan Ziyi up through the railing. With a powerful lean back, Yang Ying embraced Wei Yuan's body.
In this coordinated effort, they both exerted force in one direction. Yuan Ziyi wasn’t particularly heavy to begin with, and with the strength of the two of them combined, they effortlessly rescued her safely.
Once pulled up, Yuan Ziyi had lost all her previous composure. She looked somewhat disheveled, as if still in shock. Her carelessness had given Shen Qingyi an opportunity to escape.
Faced with Wei Yuan, her ally, and Yang Ying, her junior sister, Yuan Ziyi's expression became somewhat awkward. After all, it was her own misdeeds that had led to this trouble.
If it weren't for rescuing her, Wei Yuan and Yang Ying wouldn’t have allowed Shen Qingyi to escape. Therefore, guilt and shame weighed heavily on Yuan Ziyi at this moment, which was unusual for someone who was usually so proud and confident.
However, Wei Yuan wasn’t going to let Shen Qingyi escape so easily. He desperately rushed toward the balcony and looked down.
To his surprise, Shen Qingyi was still hanging from the third-floor balcony, preparing to retract the Soul Hook she had created. She needed to fully gather the rope inside before using it again and then aim for her target to jump down to the second floor once more.
Although she had the Soul Hook as an aid, this was a scene that only seemed possible in movies; it was her first time experiencing such a situation firsthand.
For Shen Qingyi, this was indeed a significant test. At this moment, she could only rely on her skills and proceed cautiously while hoping that Wei Yuan would keep his promise.
After all, it was Wei Yuan himself who had stated that as long as Shen Qingyi didn’t harm Yuan Ziyi, if she jumped down without dying, he would let her go.
It is now very clear that Yuan Ziyi's role has come to an end. Her presence has only served as a distraction for Wei Yuan, but it won't delay things for long. Soon, Yuan Ziyi has already been rescued by Wei Yuan and Yang Ying.
At this moment, Shen Qingyi must accelerate her actions; otherwise, if Wei Yuan denies his promises, her life could easily be at stake here. She is also worried that if too much time passes and Wei Yuan successfully contacts the group he intends to work with, it would become troublesome.
After all, as the saying goes, two fists cannot fight against four hands. No matter how skilled Shen Qingyi is, she is not a cultivator who can wield a flying sword to annihilate an entire family. Conversely, if dozens of people charge at her with weapons, how could she possibly escape?
Therefore, Shen Qingyi's level of trust in Wei Yuan is quite low. On one hand, she hopes that Wei Yuan will keep his promise; on the other hand, she feels that someone like Wei Yuan is certainly not the type to be overly principled and would not engage in discussions about trust.
Thinking of this, Shen Qingyi quickly pulled back the rope of the Soul Hook and slowly reeled it into the large box. She adjusted the switch button and then hung upside down from the pull rod on the third-floor balcony.
Using this method, she was able to see the situation on the second floor. Holding the Soul Hook in one hand, she chose a suitable angle and an object to assist her before pressing the switch button.
"Whoosh"
With that sound, Shen Qingyi's Soul Hook successfully snagged an assisting object, and she flipped over, slowly sliding down along the rope.
"**! Trying to run?"
At this moment, standing on the fourth-floor balcony, Wei Yuan had already forgotten about the promise he made. Yuan Ziyi was safely standing beside him; did he still need to be polite to Shen Qingyi?
Thus, Wei Yuan quickly ran from the balcony into the room. Next to the large bed, he grabbed what looked like a dressing table and swiftly headed back toward the balcony.
"What do you think you're doing? Are you even a man? You have no sense of credit at all?"
At this moment, just as he was about to pull back the rope from the second-floor balcony, given his skills, jumping down from the second floor was no problem at all.
So if Wei Yuan really wanted to throw him down, this was the perfect opportunity.
Faced with Shen Qingyi's accusations, Wei Yuan felt no shame at all; instead, he looked righteous and said, "Talking about trust with someone like you is pointless."
With that, Wei Yuan lifted the cabinet that resembled a dressing table and smashed it down.
"Fuk."
At that moment, Wei Yuan wished he was lifting something larger, like a wardrobe or a refrigerator. If he could smash that down on Shen Qingyi, at least the target would be bigger.
Unfortunately, the situation was different. The cabinet, which resembled a dressing table, only struck the rope connected to Shen Qingyi's Soul Hook.
However, the rope hit by Wei Yuan immediately recoiled, causing Shen Qingyi's entire body to bounce in mid-air. He lost his grip and fell to the ground.
"It's unbelievable that you won't die from this fall, you bastard."
Clearly, falling from the second floor would typically result in nothing more than a fracture or broken limbs for an ordinary person, as long as they didn't land headfirst. A cast would fix it.
Moreover, for someone like Shen Qingyi, who had trained for decades, even falling from the second-floor balcony wouldn't cause any serious harm.
Soon after lying on the ground for a while, Shen Qingyi stood up. He coughed a few times; although he felt pain, there were no visible external or internal injuries to be found.
"You bastard, dare to talk to your father like that?"
After confirming that his body was fine, Shen Qingyi had safely landed, giving him the opportunity to retort a few words back at Wei Yuan.
"For someone like you, that's already generous."
Wei Yuan was furious, especially seeing that Shen Qingyi seemed to be completely unharmed, which made it even harder for him to control his emotions.
"You worthless piece of trash, what right do you have to criticize me?"
Feeling that his situation seemed temporarily safe, although he thought that if he didn't escape immediately, Wei Yuan would likely have more tricks up his sleeve, Shen Qingyi still felt a bit unwilling. He regretted not having killed Yuan Ziyi as well; then he would see how Wei Yuan could still act so tough.
At that moment, Wei Yuan had a sudden idea. Now that he could physically restrain Shen Qingyi with his Kung Fu, there was no reason for him to be outmatched in verbal sparring.
So Wei Yuan blurted out a statement that left Shen Qingyi speechless.
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