75. Hits Really Hard
“Medicine?”
Yan Chuyue quickly finished applying the ointment, then took the bottle from Gong Yiling’s hand. “You don’t even know what this is?”
“No, I ran into a strange uncle. He beat me up and then gave me this.” Gong Yiling didn’t explain the whole bizarre encounter, just that it had happened. “He said this was for my injuries and that it was very effective.”
Yan Chuyue almost burst out laughing. “Someone actually beat you up?”
“Don’t ask.” Gong Yiling waved her hand. “Just tell me what this is. I used it, and it seemed to work as he said, but I don’t know anything about medicine. I don’t know if any ordinary ointment is this powerful.”
“Alright.”
Yan Chuyue unscrewed the lid and sniffed.
The scent immediately made her frown, and she exclaimed, “This is… Seven Meridians Revitalizing Grass!?”
“Seven Meridians Revitalizing Grass?” The name sounded familiar, but she couldn’t remember where she had heard it.
It was probably a minor detail from the book, easily overlooked.
“This sounds like Intestine-Breaking Grass. Is it poison?”
“Poison your head!” Yan Chuyue rolled her eyes. “This isn’t a poisonous herb. If he really wanted to harm you, why would he put poison in the ointment? He could have just killed you.”
“Then what is it?”
“One of the three sacred healing herbs, and the only one that can’t be found in the wild. It has to be privately cultivated.”
Privately cultivated?
That was practically the same as being extinct. This ointment the uncle gave her was truly priceless.
“Wait, by ‘privately cultivated,’ you don’t mean… the Returning Heaven Sect, do you?”
Yan Chuyue nodded immediately. “Yes, it’s from the Returning Heaven Sect. This herb is only used in their own medicine, and its yield is extremely low. They barely have enough for themselves, let alone selling it to others.”
“Well, the uncle is probably a cultivator from the Returning Heaven Sect.” Gong Yiling said, “He could use the Sword Control Technique, and his cultivation is not low. I’d say he’s at least at the same level as the elders here.”
But Yan Chuyue shook her head. “It’s more than that. The only one who could have access to this ointment is someone from the Qin family.”
“The Qin family?”
Hearing this name, Gong Yiling finally remembered where she had heard of the Seven Meridians Revitalizing Grass.
Although the Qin family of the Returning Heaven Sect wasn’t as powerful as the Yin family of Shenqi Daoist Mountain, who practically controlled their sect…
The Qin family’s reputation was renowned throughout the continent.
Their ancestor was a disciple of the ancient divine physician, Jiu Jiu. Their inherited medical skills were incredibly powerful, comparable to peak-level healing spiritual arts.
And their techniques were often miraculous, capable of saving anyone on the brink of death.
They were practically the Medics of the Underworld in this world.
Although much of their inherited medical knowledge had been lost, they were still one of the top medical families.
Of course, the reason Gong Yiling knew all this was because of some subtle hints in the novel.
For example, a great traitor once emerged from the Qin family. Although he later repented, he paid the price for his mistakes.
Some said he had colluded with the Pear Blossom Blood Orchid Palace. Because of the potential scandal, the matter was suppressed, leaving only rumors.
“But… why would the Qin family be here?” Yan Chuyue and Gong Yiling instinctively asked the same question.
Mmm… was this their so-called… rapport?
Of course, Gong Yiling was genuinely confused, while Yan Chuyue was more suspicious, wondering if this was another deviation from her original plot.
“If I ever see that uncle again, I’ll definitely ask him—” Gong Yiling, getting a bit too excited, moved and winced in pain. “—Ouch—”
“Alright, just stay still.”
The doctor had spoken. Gong Yiling obediently quieted down.
Now, although it was dark outside, the room was brightly lit by a single candle.
Gong Yiling rested her chin on her hand, watching Yan Chuyue’s serious expression as she applied the ointment.
Gradually, her face became etched in her memory, a peaceful and beautiful image, stirring a faint warmth in her heart.
How much had this girl helped her?
Come to think of it, from repairing her meridians, to helping her treat the Grand Elder, to dealing with Shangguan Long, to entering Qian Yue Academy…
Although some of it seemed like a given, it was based on her rather selfish assumption—this is the female lead, the leader of the righteous path. Of course she would help with such matters.
But without that filter…
She had helped her so much, without asking for anything in return, and yet she had never even received… a proper “thank you.”
She hadn’t even realized it, nor had she ever given her a gift.
Sigh… that was pretty scummy of her. She was starting to resemble the real Gong Yiling.
But what could she give a mercenary queen? She had seen the world. A hundred-thousand-tael piece of jewelry was probably less valuable to her than a good gun.
And where would she find a gun here? Even with all her wealth, she couldn’t just produce one.
“Ahem… well.”
Gong Yiling suddenly said, “Let me ask you something.”
“What?”
“You, no,” she corrected herself, her tone suddenly serious, “Do you think someone who hits really hard… has a… place they want to go? Or something they want?”
Yan Chuyue, her hands still busy, asked casually, “Why do you ask? Who are you giving it to? Your mother?”
“…You.”
Yan Chuyue froze, her hand hovering in the air. She met her gaze.
Then, she realized something was terribly wrong with her question.
“Wait, who did you say hits really hard?”
