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“Fan Feng, come over and drink this medicine.”
Hearing Ancient Sorcerer say this, everyone's attention was immediately drawn to her. They all wanted to know what would happen after Fan Feng drank the medicine, so they turned to look at her.
Fan Feng walked over, picked up the bowl, tilted her head back, and drank the entire bowl of medicinal soup in one go.
She had seen the swirling characters in the soup earlier, and unlike others, Fan Feng had witnessed what happened in Zhang Qi's office with Ancient Sorcerer, so she absolutely did not believe that there was nothing unusual about the soup.
“It seems like... I don't feel anything...”
After drinking the soup, ten minutes passed, and Fan Feng still felt nothing. If she had to say something, it was just that her stomach felt a bit bloated—this was a normal reaction after drinking such a large bowl of medicinal soup.
“Ancient Sorcerer...”
Fan Feng didn't finish her sentence, but her meaning was clear.
“It’s not a magic elixir; how could it take effect immediately...”
Seeing that the atmosphere had become a bit awkward, Xu Zhan quickly tried to ease the tension.
Thinking about it, Fan Feng realized that he was right; she had been too anxious. How could a medicine take effect so quickly?
“Ancient Sorcerer, I'm sorry, I...”
However, just as Fan Feng was halfway through her sentence, a sharp pain suddenly shot through her stomach. After gasping for air, her stomach swelled up as if it were an inflated balloon, and then the pressure surged up toward her throat.
“Ugh!”
Fan Feng clenched her teeth and tightly closed her mouth to suppress the intense urge to vomit. However, when that pressure surged up again after being held down, it became even stronger.
“Let it out!”
Suddenly hearing Ancient Sorcerer's voice beside her and feeling a hard slap on her back from him, Fan Feng found herself unable to control it any longer; she opened her mouth and vomited.
“It seems that the purpose of this medicine is to make Fan Feng throw up and expel whatever is inside her stomach.”
Xu Zhan understood immediately that Ancient Sorcerer must have thought there was something in Fan Feng's stomach, which is why he used this method to make her expel it.
"Yes, I didn't expect the Anshen Pill to have such a function. It's truly unheard of."
Upon hearing Ma Weishi's words, Xu Zhan shook his head and said, "This is no longer the original Anshen Pill."
Is the Anshen Pill that has added Cinnabar still considered a Anshen Pill?
"Yes, that's right. This is indeed no longer the Anshen Pill."
While Xu Zhan and Ma Weishi were discussing in low voices, Fan Feng was already retching uncontrollably. However, no matter how hard she tried, she could not bring anything up.
The sound of dry heaving echoed through the entire Tongxin Hall.
Seeing Fan Feng like this, despite having witnessed life and death for many years, Xu Zhan and the others still showed expressions of sympathy.
Ancient Sorcerer maintained a calm demeanor, as if he did not notice Fan Feng's discomfort, but in reality, he was very anxious inside.
"Ancient Sorcerer, is Fan Feng going to be okay?"
Seeing Fan Feng in such a state, Kong Ying felt quite distressed.
Shaking his head, Ancient Sorcerer replied, "Let's wait and see."
At that moment, Fan Feng, who had been crouching on the ground, suddenly stood up and then bent over again, letting out a series of desperate dry heaves.
Everyone's gaze focused on the ground in front of Fan Feng, wondering if this time she would manage to expel something. However, once again they were disappointed; Fan Feng still did not bring anything up.
"I... I can't do it anymore... I can't throw up..."
Lifting her head, Fan Feng's face was pale; she felt weak all over and really wanted to lie down on the ground if possible.
"What's this... so wet and itchy?"
As soon as the words were spoken, Fan Feng felt a tingling sensation in her nose, followed by the unsettling feeling that something was crawling out. Instinctively, she raised her hand to wipe it away.
"Don't move!"
The Ancient Sorcerer snapped sharply, immediately stepping forward and reaching out to pull the two short, thin peach wood sticks that had been inserted into Fan Feng's neck.
Her hand froze in mid-air, and Fan Feng stood completely still, like a puppet. The itch in her nose intensified, as if hundreds of tiny tentacles were rubbing against it.
"Ah..."
As soon as she made a sound, Kong Ying quickly covered her mouth with her hand, her eyes widening in shock. Two things were slowly crawling out of Fan Feng's nostrils. At first, they looked like long tentacle-like appendages, then round heads emerged, about the size of chopstick tips. The "things" continued to crawl out longer and longer until half of their bodies were already outside.
"Centipede?"
Ma Weishi gasped in disbelief. After years of practicing medicine, he thought he had seen and heard countless strange things, but this was the first time he had witnessed two centipedes crawling out of someone's nose.
Are there two live centipedes inside a person's body? Is that even possible?
Taking a deep breath, the Ancient Sorcerer moved with lightning speed, pulling the two centipedes that had crawled out halfway from Fan Feng's nose.
"Ah-choo!"
Fan Feng could no longer tolerate the intense itch in her nose and let out a powerful sneeze!
After sneezing, she felt as if her entire being had become transparent, as if the spiritual energy of the universe had poured into her body. She felt refreshed and more comfortable than ever before. However, when she saw the two centipedes coiled in the Ancient Sorcerer's hand, her expression changed completely.
"This... came out of my nose?"
"Yes," the Ancient Sorcerer nodded, tossing the centipedes into the stove. With a hissing sound, green smoke rose up, and in an instant, the centipedes vanished without leaving a trace of ash behind.
The Centipede is not real; it is a manifestation of the Supreme Ancestor's portrait curse, and now it has been forced out. Upon encountering fire, it naturally turns into blue smoke.
……
Behind the Tongxin Hall is a quiet room, a place where Xu Zhan and others usually entertain close friends. At this moment, the Ancient Sorcerer, Kong Ying, Fan Feng, Xu Zhan, and Ma Weishi are sitting around a tea table.
"Ah, Mr. Luo, you are welcome to visit here more often in the future."
Xu Zhan placed a cup of tea in front of the Ancient Sorcerer. The events that just occurred were too bizarre, and it was clear that the Ancient Sorcerer did not want to elaborate, so he simply pretended that nothing had happened. He was already one hundred percent sure that the Ancient Sorcerer was not an ordinary person and decided to cultivate a friendship.
"Old Xu, rest assured, I will trouble you more in the future."
Xu Zhan and the others are all national masters; having the opportunity to consult with them is absolutely something to be desired.
"Not at all; I fear that we will be the ones troubling you in the future."
Ma Weishi shook his head. Like Xu Zhan, he also recognized the extraordinary nature of the Ancient Sorcerer. The simplest example was that if Fan Feng's illness had been his own, he would have been unable to treat it, but the Ancient Sorcerer had cured it.
Kong Ying wore a gentle smile on her face, as if the approval of Xu Zhan and others towards the Ancient Sorcerer was also an approval of her.
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