Yin Luoling found this “closed door rejection” inexplicably puzzling.
She felt that what she said was perfectly reasonable.
As a cultivator who had reached the Nascent Soul stage, she should understand that the physical form was merely a facade; true strength was what mattered!
Cultivators valued strength above all else.
There was nothing wrong with what she said, right?
Ugly was ugly, but once the strength improved, who would dare call you ugly?
Oh!
Yin Luoling realized her mindset hadn’t fully shifted yet.
She had only just been reborn a week ago and hadn’t yet adapted to her identity.
Now, she was no longer the “Sword Immortal whose single drawn sword silenced thousands of miles.”
She was now merely a Level One Qi Refining child.
She needed to lower her posture and speak with more sincerity.
Yes!
Sincerity was key!
Besides, putting herself in their shoes, she was severely injured, and no famous doctors in the world could cure her.
Suddenly, a seven or eight-year-old girl claiming she could heal the poison—anyone would think that was ridiculous.
“Mr. Jiang,” Yin Luoling’s tone grew more earnest, her posture more humble.
She bowed deeply, almost folding herself at a ninety-degree angle.
“You are poisoned with the ‘Yuan-Eroding Poison,’ correct?”
After a long pause, a voice behind the door faintly responded, “You… how do you know about me and my condition?”
Yin Luoling’s heart leapt with joy.
It seemed she had caught Jiang Yue’s attention.
Although she didn’t understand why Jiang Yue had been angry just now, the fact that she replied meant things hadn’t turned too sour.
There was still room for reconciliation!
Surely, at this moment, Jiang Yue must have tried countless methods to detoxify herself and had already fallen into despair.
Even though this gentleman was knowledgeable about many things, how could she have known about matters outside the mortal realm?
This poison was not something from the mortal world—it came from the heavens.
Naturally, there was no cure in the mortal world.
In her past life, while struggling in the Immortal Realm, she had inadvertently contracted this poison as well.
She had been resigned to death, but unexpectedly, a doctor in the Immortal Realm had saved her.
And he used nothing but common herbs.
Herbs that even the mortal world could find, and crafting an antidote was easy.
It was just that Jiang Yue seemed to have been poisoned for a long time; the toxin was deeply entrenched.
Although it might be possible to remove it, her face would never return to its original form.
But her life and strength could still return to their peak!
In that case, Jiang Yue would be grateful to her endlessly, perhaps even becoming her subordinate.
In her past life, Jiang Yue had told her why she stayed at the Ling Mansion—to repay a debt of gratitude.
The Ling family’s ancestors had a deep connection with her and once saved her life in times of danger.
Now, with little time left, Jiang Yue intended to guard the Ling Mansion before she died, repaying the ancestors’ kindness.
But Ling Huan in her past life constantly humiliated her, thinking she was nothing more than an ugly freeloader.
From childhood, Jiang Yue had endured Ling Huan’s endless humiliation, slander, and rumors.
Even the scars on her face were twisted by Ling Huan’s lies, painting her as a promiscuous woman with venereal diseases.
The whole Qingmu City believed the Ling family was harboring a debauched, ugly prostitute.
If not for a sworn vow, Ling Huan would have been slapped to death by her long ago.
As for why Jiang Yue didn’t protect Ling Huan’s parents—it was simply because her poison flared up, leaving her no time to care for others.
She had spent three whole years recuperating, barely suppressing the toxin.
Upon emerging, she discovered that the Ling family had undergone earth-shattering changes.
She only learned the truth from others after Yin Luoling killed Ling Huan and fled.
Since then, she had been tracking Yin Luoling’s trail, wanting to thank her for killing Ling Huan.
She had intended to pass her skills to Yin Luoling, but after merely a brief attempt to protect herself, Jiang Yue had exhausted her strength and died.
Therefore, this powerful ally Yin Luoling had to be won over!
“Sir, on the way here, my foster parents already told me about your situation.As for how I know about this poison, it was recorded in a medical book passed down from my ancestors. Unfortunately, it has since been burned to ashes by bandits.”
With a crisp crack, the sound of a wooden plank breaking clearly entered Yin Luoling’s ears.
Jiang Yue’s flicker of hope instantly vanished.
The huge disappointment behind the door turned into a series of breaking sounds echoing from within.
“However, I have already memorized the contents of the medical book,” Yin Luoling said slowly after waiting a moment.
“Is that true?” came Jiang Yue’s nearly breathless question from behind the door, accompanied by a sharp creak as if the door hinge might snap any second.
Humph.
Yin Luoling snorted lightly inside.
From that sound alone, she could tell how agitated Jiang Yue was.
“Absolutely true! I even wrote down the secret recipe and brought it with me.”
Saying this, Yin Luoling pulled out the written prescription and slipped it under the door.
Just as she aligned it to push inside, the paper was swiftly snatched away from her hand.
“Impossible! How could it be so simple?”
Jiang Yue’s startled shout came from behind the door! Heavy, rapid breaths followed.
She could immediately tell that this prescription was genuine, for she was familiar with the medicinal properties of these ordinary herbs.
The method of refining was also flawless.
Most importantly, these herbs were non-toxic.
Even if taken raw, they would cause no harm.
“Sir, herbs are not distinguished by high or low value. Nowadays, the world believes only spiritual herbs can heal, but the truth is that suitability is what matters most.The Yuan-Eroding Poison feeds on spiritual power. Spiritual herbs or pills contain pure heavenly spiritual energy. Using them for treatment can temporarily counteract the poison’s effect but will ultimately nourish the toxin.”
“!”
Jiang Yue suddenly awakened as if from a dream.
No wonder no matter how many miraculous pills she had taken, there was no improvement—in fact, her condition worsened!
The method had been wrong all along!
Jiang Yue, no… probably no doctor under the heavens had thought this way.
Everyone believed the more expensive and rare the medicine, the better.
They neglected the importance of “suitability.”
“Little miss… your ancestor truly was a divine figure! What a pity the book was burned, or else it would have been passed down and sung of for millennia!”
Jiang Yue paced back and forth behind the door, her happy footsteps occasionally hitting the floor.
“Since you learned about me from the head of the family, what do you want? Guidance in cultivation?”
Jiang Yue’s voice was light and even hummed a tune.
In the mortal realm, cultivation methods were not always understandable.
They were obscure and few were translated into plain language, which led to the rise of a profession called “Translators” who rendered ancient texts into colloquial speech.
There were many top-tier cultivation techniques, but not everyone could comprehend them.
If it were her past life, what Yin Luoling needed most was exactly this.
In her past life, she had acquired many top cultivation methods but could not understand them.
Mortal cultivation techniques used ancient language, which few knew.
In her past life, Yin Luoling had realized this problem but had no time to explore it.
If she had mastered those techniques, she wouldn’t have had to struggle so hard in the Immortal Realm.
This life, too—though this wasn’t the main goal.
The main goal was to team up with Jiang Yue and kill Ling Huan!
Before she could speak, Jiang Yue interjected anxiously, “Do you know how to prepare this prescription?”
“Of course. First—”
Yin Luoling explained everything openly on the spot.
Jiang Yue did not hesitate either and immediately began refining the medicine using her spiritual power.
The herbs in the prescription were all common herbs, so for her, a Nascent Soul cultivator, concocting them out of thin air was no problem.
In almost a single breath, a pill landed in her palm.
Jiang Yue swallowed it immediately.
Her Nascent Soul cultivation allowed the pill’s effects to spread rapidly through her body, circulating with the Great and Small Heavenly Cycles.
She could clearly feel something slowly spreading inside her body.
A warm sensation quickly expanded, making Jiang Yue feel incredibly comfortable.
The weakness and fatigue were gradually fading.
It seemed that with more doses, the poison inside her body could be completely eliminated!
Even her face—
Jiang Yue slowly removed her hood and stood before the mirror, staring at her ugly, distorted cheeks.
Between the swollen tumors, she seemed to catch a glimpse of light in her own eyes.
At first, she thought this new little miss was crazy, but now—it seemed she had been too impatient.
Sigh…
Her mood had been poor lately, and she had accidentally dragged the new miss into it.
She would have to make it up to her.
And if she recovered, she wouldn’t have to be afraid of scaring the young master anymore, right?