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With a slight curl of his lips, Chen Anlin smiled, knowing that life and death are unpredictable.
Thus, Wu Qianlian sat on the stool, her coat slipping off. Chen Anlin truly had no ulterior motives. After all, he was there for a serious purpose: to help Elder Wu find his granddaughter while also saving the Hundred Flowers Sect. He had no interest in any romantic entanglements.
In just one glance, Chen Anlin noticed the black mark on Wu Qianlian's shoulders. She was very slender, and beneath her originally fair skin, her veins had turned a dark brown, spreading out like a spider's web.
He released a surge of energy that flowed through Wu Qianlian's limbs and bones. After a moment, he had roughly figured out the poison coursing through her body. It was troublesome; he had seen this type of poison before, and its potency was exceptionally rare!
Chen Anlin's expression grew serious as he furrowed his brows in deep concern. He had simulated practicing medicine for decades and encountered many strange poisons, so he had some knowledge in this area.
Could it be treated? Yes, but it required some precious spiritual herbs. Unfortunately, those herbs were exceedingly rare.
At that moment, he suddenly recalled a detoxifying elixir that could be exchanged from the Fortune Immortal Bottle—called the Universal Detox Pill. However, the exchange required a significant amount of fortune value.
"What kind of spiritual herbs do you need?" Chen Anlin asked. "I'll write them down; you can gather them."
"Okay!" Wu Qianlian nodded eagerly.
Just then, Chen Anlin seemed to sense something and abruptly looked out the window. With a cold snort, he raised his hand and unleashed a blade of sword energy.
Bang!
A figure emerged in a flurry of dust and dirt as they dodged the sword energy.
Wu Qianlian focused her gaze and was surprised to see her junior brother, Zhang Xiaoli.
"Zhang Xiaoli, what are you doing hiding back there?" Wu Qianlian frowned and quickly put on her clothes, speaking with displeasure.
"Senior Sister, I was right after all!" Zhang Xiaoli pointed at Chen Anlin, exasperated. "He actually made you take off your clothes! Senior Sister, I know you were forced!"
"Is this guy out of his mind?" Chen Anlin looked at Wu Qianlian. "If he was really forcing someone, would Wu Qianlian be so calm?"
What on earth is he thinking?
Chen Anlin felt a headache coming on. This must be the thought process of those lucky ones who always think women revolve around them.
"If you want someone to revolve around you, you should at least show some competence and excellence. It's one thing to play the fool all day, but when a capable guy comes along to pursue a girl, you just complain that he's bullying her—now that's ridiculous."
"You’re the one who’s out of your mind!" Zhang Xiaoli retorted.
"Zhang Xiaoli, what are you doing? Young Master Chen is helping me with my illness; I won’t allow you to cause a scene." Wu Qianlian was genuinely frustrated; it seemed her junior brother had an inexplicable dependence on her.
She was just getting treated for an illness, yet this guy thought she was doing something else. It looked like she needed to keep her distance from him in the future; otherwise, he might have some issues in his head.
[Ding! Wu Qianlian questions Zhang Xiaoli's sanity and steals his luck value.]
Chen Anlin’s eyes lit up. So this Zhang Xiaoli is indeed a lucky one; he just stole some luck value from him. Although it wasn’t much this time, it was a good start.
Zhang Xiaoli felt a pang of heartache; his senior sister actually scolded him instead of supporting him. After all, he was trying to protect her! Who takes off their clothes while getting treated?
He speculated that his senior sister must have been deceived, which was why she acted this way. Once he exposed Chen Anlin's true colors, she would return to his side.
"Senior Sister, what he calls treatment is just talk! In my opinion, he doesn’t know anything about treating illnesses," Zhang Xiaoli insisted confidently.
Wu Qianlian replied with irritation, "Enough! Are you trying to drive me crazy?"
"Senior Sister, if you don’t believe me, then fine. Chen Anlin, why don’t you treat her now? Go ahead and treat her!" Zhang Xiaoli said arrogantly, convinced that Chen Anlin wouldn’t be able to do it.
"Young Master Chen mentioned that my condition is rather troublesome."
"Haha, that's just an excuse. Senior Sister, don't believe him!"
"This is the prescription Young Master Chen gave me. As long as I can find these herbs, I will be cured," Wu Qianlian said as she took out the prescription.
Zhang Xiaoli glanced at it and was immediately astonished. The list detailed not only the spiritual herbs but also how to use them, all recorded clearly.
Ordinary people would never be able to document such comprehensive information.
Zhang Xiaoli couldn't help but wonder: Is he really a physician?
"Yes, but unfortunately, the spiritual herbs listed here are far too precious. Even if they exist, they need to be at least a hundred years old," Wu Qianlian said with a hint of regret.
For ordinary herbs, having ten or twenty years of age is already considered quite valuable. Herbs that are a hundred years old belong to the top tier of spiritual medicines; even if they were available, she wouldn't be able to afford them.
At that moment, Zhang Xiaoli's lips curled into a smile.
"Senior Sister, I can find a way to get these herbs."
His little blue bottle only needs to absorb a day's worth of sunlight and moonlight essence to produce a drop of spiritual liquid. This single drop can give the spiritual herbs the efficacy of ten years!
If he drips one drop each day, in just over half a month, he could turn those herbs into ones aged over a hundred years.
So for others, acquiring such rare spiritual herbs might be difficult, but for Zhang Xiaoli, it would be quite easy.
"Xiaoli, stop talking nonsense. Such spiritual herbs can't even be found throughout the entire sect; how do you expect to get them?" Wu Qianlian shook her head slightly, her disappointment deepening.
It was one thing for her junior brother not to understand things normally, but now he had learned to boast?
"Senior Sister, I really can! Just wait and see!" Zhang Xiaoli insisted with a grin.
His opportunity was finally here!
When he brings out those hundred-year-old herbs, what kind of expression will Senior Sister have? It's truly something to look forward to.
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