Chapter 1404: Extra Thirty: Transform
The newly improved prescription, after repeated trials, was confirmed to prevent and treat infected patients without leaving any sequelae. With Mo Yan’s nod of approval, it spread like wildfire within Wei Zhou.
Countless people were afflicted with the epidemic. In the eyes of doctors like Mo Yan, these patients quarantined at the isolation points were waiting for treatment. The overwhelming majority saw their illness as a death sentence, clinging to life with extremely faint hope only for the sake of their families.
When word spread that a cure for the epidemic had been found, they could hardly believe their ears. But when their persistent fevers began to recede less than two hours after taking the first dose, they finally believed in the potion’s effect and slowly rekindled their desire to live.
Although she took advantage of the time difference within the Space, the intense concentration still exhausted Mo Yan. After formulating the prescription, she collapsed into bed and slept soundly for a day and night. When she awoke, exciting good news came from every isolation point, easing her concerns.
"Yanyan, there’s nothing left for you to do here. Hurry back to Jing City and find a secluded forest for me to Transform. I can’t wait any longer," Xuetuan urged impatiently from within the Space, as Mo Yan leisurely got dressed, as if longing to give her wings to fly back that very night.
Mo Yan, somewhat helpless, soothed her, "We’ve waited so many years; a few more days won’t make a difference. Once the plague in Wei Zhou is fully resolved, I promise to go straight to the depths of Yuhua Mountain to let you Transform in peace."
The Heavenly Dao did not allow Xuetuan’s existence in this world. Only by accumulating enough merit could it look the other way. However, at the time of Transformation, Xuetuan would have to endure divine punishment, necessitating a deserted place. Otherwise, if innocent bystanders were harmed by the celestial power, the sin would be attributed to Xuetuan.
Hearing this, Xuetuan grumbled discontentedly, "The medicine you’ve made has no issues; these people will soon recover. We should head back to Jing City before they get well. By that time, the Space will have reached the Ninth Level, and you can immediately use the Nine Relics to aid my Transformation. Why waste time here for nothing?"