Chapter 150: Time for a Little Imagination
The butterfly’s situation had finally been resolved, but as for Qu Qiuming’s bizarre “medical technique,” no one had the faintest clue. Even the butterfly herself couldn’t explain what he had done.
“Fellow Daoist Yun, what do you think?” Hall Master Xu asked, glancing toward the unconscious man on the bed. He couldn’t make sense of it either, except that it was clear Qu Qiuming didn’t truly understand medicine.
Yun Jiao had a bold suspicion forming in her mind. After a pause, she said, “Let’s wake him up first.” Then she pulled out a needle and jabbed it into one of his pain points.
“AAAHHH!” Qu Qiuming’s scream pierced the air as he bolted upright, eyes wide with lingering terror from before. “Monster! The monster!” he shouted, scrambling backward in panic. He toppled off the bed with a loud thud, then continued crawling until his back hit the wall. Only when he could retreat no further did he stop, panting and trembling.
His frightened gaze darted around the room. Slowly realizing that everyone present were humans, not demons, he cautiously patted his own body. “I… I’m alive? Then… where’s that monster?”
“She’s not here,” Hall Master Xu said, frowning as he stepped forward. “Mister Qu, why did you draw the demonic energy out of the butterfly demon’s body?” Yun Jiao had said earlier that he’d extracted the last of her demon qi—and the butterfly’s transformation had confirmed it. But demon qi only suited demons. How could a human possibly absorb it?
“Demon energy?!” Qu Qiuming flinched, his face twisting as he recalled the butterfly’s true form. “I didn’t know she was a monster! She disguised herself as a human—she must have wanted to harm me! Yes, that’s it! You have to kill her before she hurts anyone else!”
The crowd’s expressions darkened instantly.
Moments ago, he’d been calling her “sister” with doting affection—and now, upon learning she was a demon, he wanted her dead? That turn was whiplash fast.