“Back then, a Class B Level 1 member was severely injured by an ability user and was on the verge of death. The hospital had even issued a death notice. She took out a pill, and that Level 1 member came back to life, shocking the entire ability user community.”
Speaking of this, Yi Fen sighed with emotion.
Back in the day, their Class A dominated the entire Yun City.
But after Class B got a Murong Qiyue, Class A had basically begun to decline. If it weren’t for Yun Mu, their Class A would have long been merged into Class B.
As he spoke, the person who had been standing by the five-paned window had already gone out, probably to the neighboring building to find Murong Qiyue.
Upon hearing what Yi Fen said, Ye Shaohua could roughly understand.
This Murong Qiyue was originally not from this world. What she knew was the art of alchemy and tool forging from the cultivation world.
However, Murong Qiyue herself probably wasn’t primarily focused on alchemy and tool forging.
The things she refined probably weren’t of high quality, but they were still enough to fool ordinary people in this world.
Thinking of this, Ye Shaohua looked at Yi Fen. “Do you have any of the pills she refined?”
She wanted to be sure.
Yi Fen was stunned for a moment, then kicked Yi Mao. “Didn’t you trade a pill with Miss Murong last time? Bring it over.”
This pill was the most precious possession Yi Mao had. If anyone else asked for it, Yi Mao definitely wouldn’t give it, but since it was Ye Shaohua, he immediately took a porcelain bottle from the innermost part of his clothes and carefully handed it to Ye Shaohua.
Ye Shaohua took it and poured one out to look at it.
It was a brown pill.
In the Xuanhuan world, she was an alchemist. Her master had indeed taught her many things, and she had studied them very seriously at the time.
Although the cultivation world was different from the Xuanhuan world, their origins were the same.
Alchemy techniques were also pretty similar.
With just one look, she confirmed that Murong Qiyue was indeed a layman when it came to alchemy.
The pills she refined, firstly, weren’t properly purified, and secondly, much of their medicinal efficacy wasn’t brought out.
In the Xuanhuan world, this kind of pill could be refined even by the medicine boys under Ye Shaohua’s command.
It seemed that Murong Qiyue had probably refined many pills, but only sold the lowest quality ones to the Dragon Group members.
Seeing this, she placed the pill back in Yi Mao’s hand.
Seeing Yi Mao carefully put it away again, treasuring it like a precious gem, Ye Shaohua felt an urge to roll her eyes, but she held back with great effort.
At that moment, the person who had gone to seek Murong Qiyue had already returned.
“How is it?” Yun Mu asked.
The person shook their head. “Miss Murong said that Wu Kuai’s internal organs were all shattered, his life force was already cut off. She has no way either.”
As soon as these words were spoken, the whole room was tinged with an air of mourning.
Even Yi Mao’s action of putting away the pill paused. “Even Miss Murong can’t save someone…”
Everyone knew what the rest of that sentence implied.
Murong Qiyue could even save those the hospital couldn’t, but now she said Wu Kuai couldn’t be saved, which meant there really was no hope.
Yun Mu pressed his lips together slightly.
Ye Shaohua looked at Wu Kuai lying on the bed. He still had a faint breath, probably sustained by some ginseng. He was indeed seriously injured, but it wasn’t beyond saving.
“How was he injured?” She turned her head.
At this point, Yi Kuai spoke in a low voice. “The day before yesterday, we took on a mission that Class B hadn’t accepted. There’s a criminal on the wanted list in B City whose ability is to absorb the lives of ordinary people to enhance his own ability.
When we arrived, he had already massacred the people in one village and was wreaking havoc in another village. Wu Kuai got hit by that wanted criminal while trying to save a pregnant woman. If we had had Miss Murong’s weapons back then, this wouldn’t have…”
Mentioning these things, the members of Class A lowered their heads again.
Ye Shaohua glanced at them. “Relying on external things is all fake.”
She walked over to Wu Kuai. Without taking his pulse, she simply pulled out a few silver needles from her pocket and inserted them into his major acupoints.
While inserting the needles, she recited ten names of medicinal ingredients.
Seeing the people in the room still in a daze, she glanced at them. “What are you standing there for? Why aren’t you going to get the medicine I just mentioned?!”
Yi Kuai and the others immediately snapped back to reality.
Although they didn’t know what Ye Shaohua intended to do, they all scrambled out to find the medicinal ingredients she had requested.
Several of the ingredients she mentioned were quite rare and not something ordinary people could obtain.
However, Yi Kuai and Yi Mao weren’t exactly ordinary people either.
Using the list Yun Mu provided, these ingredients were delivered to the Dragon Group by a shiny black car in less than half an hour.
Ye Shaohua didn’t refine a pill; she just had them decoct the ingredients and feed the liquid to Wu Kuai.
After Wu Kuai drank the medicine, although he wasn’t immediately cured, his pale, bluish face had gained a trace of color.
Ye Shaohua flexed her fingers, looking at Wu Kuai.
Competing with the King of Hell for someone for the first time didn’t feel too bad.
Yi Kuai and the others, who already thought Ye Shaohua was no ordinary person, now found her even more mysterious.
Wu Kuai had only been hanging by a thread. Now that Ye Shaohua had smoothed out his qi, he coughed up a mouthful of black blood and slowly opened his eyes.
Seeing the people staring wide-eyed at him, he was startled. “Wu Mao, why are you looking at me like that?! Are you trying to scare me to death?”
Although Wu Kuai’s breath was a bit weak, he had truly come back to life and could even speak.
For a moment, everyone in the room couldn’t help but look at Ye Shaohua. Murong Qiyue never did anything to tarnish her own reputation. If she said Wu Kuai couldn’t be saved, it meant Wu Kuai truly had one foot through the gates of hell…
“Yi Kuai, just who is this young lady?” Wu Mao’s fingertips were trembling. Such methods were even more miraculous than Murong Qiyue’s!
