Chapter 32 : Is This Being Kept
Chapter 32: Is This Being Kept?
The next morning, in the small courtyard of the Medical Hall of Mingyu Martial Hall.
“Gulu gulu…”
Inside the medicine furnace, various herbs continuously boiled, and the fragrance of medicine filled the air.
“Medicine King Scripture experience +1.”
“Medicine King Scripture experience +1.”
Li Yunqing stirred the medicinal decoction while circulating the Medicine King Scripture.
Threads of medicinal qi, like the spiritual qi of heaven and earth, surged into her body, gathered in her dantian, then traveled throughout her body, transforming into strands of Internal Force.
Within the medicinal fragrance, the experience of the Medicine King Scripture increased extremely quickly.
Her Internal Force also grew rapidly—faster even than when practicing the Mingyu Fist.
Her master had left the Medical Hall to her, and with the approval of the hall master, the task of brewing medicinal decoctions naturally fell to her.
It was also an indispensable step in cultivating the Medicine King Scripture.
The Medicine King Scripture absorbed the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and possessed healing effects, but if it absorbed sufficient medicinal qi, its healing power would become even stronger.
“Medicine King Scripture experience +1.”
“Medicine King Scripture (Beginner 617/1000)”
“So fast!”
Looking at the text flashing before her, Li Yunqing could not suppress the smile on her face.
Last night, she had spent half her time cultivating the Frost Sword Art and the other half cultivating the Medicine King Scripture, only pushing its experience to just over five hundred and fifty.
But this morning, after brewing a single batch of medicinal decoction, she had gained fifty to sixty points of experience.
The Medicine King Force within her body was already thirty percent more than her Mingyu Force.
And as the Mingyu Force and Medicine King Force tempered her body, she could feel her flesh becoming increasingly delicate yet firm—resilient and fair, like ice crystals forged through countless refinements.
“At this rate, I can complete one round of flesh tempering in three days!”
“With nine rounds, in less than a month I can begin tempering my tendons and bones and reach the Middle Tier of the Initial Realm.”
“No… as my accumulated force increases, the tempering speed will only get faster!”
“In that case, within at most three months, I might reach Initial Realm Perfection!”
“If I use pills as well, it will be even faster.”
Thinking of this, Li Yunqing’s movements became lighter.
The Medicine King Scripture allowed both healing and alchemy to count as cultivation.
She could instead devote all her nighttime to cultivating the Frost Sword Art, allowing her to comprehend concept even faster.
“Once concept reaches the entry level, one can begin condensing True Qi. When concept reaches minor success and two extraordinary meridians are opened, one becomes a Lower Tier Qi Realm martial artist.”
Yesterday, her father and elder brother had explained many aspects of cultivation to her.
She now had a general understanding of Qi Realm cultivation.
The twelve primary meridians were internal cultivation, nourishing blood and qi, condensing force, and tempering the body.
The eight extraordinary meridians, however, were channels connecting to heaven and earth—the foundation for condensing True Qi and linking the inside and outside of the body.
“Little physician, we’ve come to collect the prepared medicinal decoction!”
Two figures stepped into the courtyard, their gazes fixed directly on Li Yunqing, unwilling to look away.
Too beautiful.
If Li Yunqing’s appearance and figure had once been among the finest of mortal women,
then now, she was like a celestial maiden.
Her skin shimmered like jade, fair and smooth. Her features were exquisitely delicate, as if painted.
Even her figure had become increasingly enchanting, emitting a faint fragrance that made people instinctively want to draw closer.
Like a spirit fairy nurtured by mountains and forests.
As a result, coming here to collect medicinal decoctions had become something many people competed for—just to steal a few extra glances at Li Yunqing.
“So Junior Sister Li was this beautiful! No wonder Senior Brother Jiang can’t eat or drink properly!”
“If it were me, I wouldn’t want to eat either!”
The two stood still, not daring to act rashly, but their eyes were filled with amazement.
Sensing their gazes, Li Yunqing remained indifferent and raised her hand to point at the medicine furnace.
“You can take it to the dining hall.”
Her Ice-Like Skin and Jade-Like Bones had already made her appearance astonishing.
Combined with her body tempering and abundant nourishment, her figure and beauty had grown even more captivating.
Sometimes, Li Yunqing wondered—perhaps those immortal maidens nourished by the spiritual qi of heaven and earth were no more than this.
“Does this count as… not being able to see my toes when I look down?”
Lowering her head slightly, a trace of helplessness flashed in her eyes.
She hadn’t noticed it before, but recently, whether walking or riding in a carriage, the movement made her feel that the clothes over her chest were insufficient to restrain it.
“Junior Sister Yunqing!”
At that moment, Jiang Yu’s voice sounded from outside the courtyard.
Before she could respond, Jiang Yu had already stepped inside.
He wore a dark blue robe embroidered with golden patterns that shimmered under the sunlight, exuding nobility.
Yet at this moment, his handsome face was full of apology.
“Junior Sister Yunqing, I did not mean to deceive you!”
Jiang Yu walked up to her, his eyes filled with tenderness. “The God-Worship Sect is too frenzied. I didn’t want you to be harmed, so I acted that way.”
“At that time, I didn’t think much. I only wanted you to stay away from trouble and remain safe.”
“Please forgive any offense!”
As he spoke, Jiang Yu took out a bottle of pills from his robes and gently handed it to Li Yunqing.
“Force Transformation Pills?”
Li Yunqing’s nose twitched slightly as she instantly identified the pills inside the jade bottle.
Force Transformation Pills could accelerate the transformation of force and speed up body tempering. A single pill was worth three thousand taels.
This entire bottle was worth thirty thousand taels.
“Senior Brother, I am not blaming you. This is too valuable—I cannot accept it.”
Li Yunqing shook her head slightly.
In the past, when she did not understand the value of pills, she might have accepted it to avoid offending him and repaid the favor later, maintaining a friendly relationship.
But now, she no longer wanted any entanglements.
Moreover, ever since she met Jiang Yu, she realized that almost every time she saw him, he was apologizing.
She did believe he had not overthought things at the time—it was simply his nature—but deception was still deception.
“Senior Brother Jiang, please return. Focusing on cultivation is what truly matters.”
After speaking, Li Yunqing no longer paid him any attention. She took out her Flying Sword and began processing medicinal herbs on the table.
Refining medicine was cultivation—she naturally would not slack off.
After finishing with the herbs, she still needed to practice the Mingyu Fist. She had no time to be entangled with Jiang Yu.
Watching Li Yunqing focus on processing herbs, Jiang Yu looked helpless. After a long silence, he finally turned and left.
Knowing her stubborn temperament, he understood that it would likely take a long time to win her over this time.
But he had already prepared for a prolonged effort.
Liking her was liking her—he could not hide his feelings.
And he admitted he was an ordinary man—he preferred Li Yunqing as she was now.
Or rather, among all men in the world, as long as they could breathe, ninety-nine percent would fall for someone like her.
“Tap!”
Not long after Jiang Yu left, sudden footsteps echoed in the courtyard.
The next moment, a man in a black robe with cloud patterns appeared, standing in the courtyard at some unknown time.
He walked straight to the table and sat opposite Li Yunqing.
His calm eyes examined her before finally settling on the Flying Sword in her hand.
“And you are?” Li Yunqing raised her head and looked at the man before her.
Around thirty years old, his entire body carried a fierce aura tinged with bloodshed. His expression was indifferent, yet his gaze remained fixed on her.
The black robe with cloud patterns was the uniform of the Demon Suppression Division.
But the cloud patterns on this man’s robe were golden, and he even wore golden cloud shoulder adornments.
This was the attire of one of the four chief commandants under the commander of the Demon Suppression Division.
“The Flying Sword in your hand—I gave it to Ghost Granny.”
The man’s voice was somewhat hoarse, yet a trace of amazement flashed in his eyes.
The young girl before him looked young, but her figure was extremely enchanting.
Full and well-rounded, yet her waist was slender enough to be grasped with one hand, as if it could snap with the slightest force.
Her facial features were flawless, her skin smooth like jade.
Even the famously beautiful and alluring women of the demon race would fall short by three parts.
“Are you here to seek treatment from my master?”
Li Yunqing remained calm, ignoring his gaze.
She recalled her master’s words—this Flying Sword had been given as medical payment by someone from the Demon Suppression Division.
In her master’s eyes, he was just a “young fellow.”
But in her eyes, the man before her was clearly one of the four chief commandants—a major figure of the Qi Realm.
“My master is away, and her return date is uncertain.”
“If you trust me, I can treat you.”
“Thud!”
As soon as Li Yunqing finished speaking, an arm was suddenly placed heavily on the table before her.
“???”
Li Yunqing blinked. Before she could speak, the man said, “No need to check the pulse?”
“Even checking the pulse doesn’t require slamming your arm onto the table, does it?”
Li Yunqing was speechless inwardly, but still reached out and gently placed her fingers on his wrist.
Looking at her fair fingers and feeling their soft touch, a phrase from books suddenly surfaced in the man’s mind.
“Slender jade fingers!”
He had never believed such fingers could exist in the world.
Yet now they appeared before him—if anything, even more perfect.
Unconsciously, his gaze shifted to Li Yunqing’s face.
Seeing her slightly furrowed brows, he felt an urge to smooth them out with his own hands.
His heart skipped twice as he thought, “The love of beauty is human nature—it’s not my fault.”
Even so, his gaze did not move.
“Thousand-Year Cold Poison!”
Li Yunqing raised her head in surprise and looked at the man.
The man was equally astonished. “You actually recognize it? Can it be cured?”
This poison had been inflicted when he slew an evil god—it was nearly incurable.
Even the Divine Physician Ghost Granny had only used the Ghost Gate Needles to suppress it, merely reducing his suffering.
“It can be cured,” Li Yunqing said softly. “But you cannot afford the consultation fee.”
The Thousand-Year Cold Poison was refined by immortals and deities using magical power to extract the chilling essence of millennia-old ice.
Though it could not compare to the legendary Ten-Thousand-Year Ice Soul, which could freeze everything with a single strand, it was not far off.
She had not expected that someone struck by such poison could still be alive—rather than having all vitality extinguished and turning into shattered ice.
A trace of shock flashed in the man’s eyes. Without hesitation, he spoke:
“You don’t like Jiang Yu, and you don’t want to marry him.”
“Follow me. I can guarantee safety for you and your family.”
Li Yunqing: “……”
So direct!
Is this… being kept?
So this kind of thing has existed since ancient times, passed down for ages!
If it were her previous life, if a rich woman had said something like this, she would have immediately laid flat without hesitation.
But in this life, even if beaten to death, she would never do such a thing.
Wait! This man… was he just secretly watching from the courtyard earlier?
And is this really the tone of someone asking for treatment?
She dared to say—aside from powerful demons and evil gods, in the entire Great Yu, no one but her, who possessed the Medicine King Scripture, could cure this.
Thinking of this, Li Yunqing remained calm and spoke without a ripple in her tone.
“Sir, please leave.”