CHAPTER 385: CHAPTER 247: CRUSHING BLOW TO THE MEDICINE EMPEROR PAVILION

"It’s terrible, Qi Medicine Man!" Another urgent message was shouted.

A doctor supported a man whose body was almost entirely charred black, stumbling into the room.

The burnt person, barely recognizable, turned out to be Cheng Sihai.

"They’re all dead..." As soon as Cheng Sihai finished speaking, his body leaned forward and he fell to the ground, lifeless.

The smell of charred flesh and the horrifying sight of the body were vividly presented in front of Qi Medicine Man.

Qi Fangfei felt as if someone had gripped her heart, making it hard to breathe.

"Who sent him back?" Qi Fangfei squeezed a sentence out through her clenched teeth.

"It seems a Flying Magical Beast dropped him off at the entrance of our Jade Capital Medicine Emperor Pavilion. There was someone sitting on the beast who asked me to relay a message to Qi Medicine Man, ’Thanks for the three months,’"

The messenger did not understand the meaning behind these words.

However, Qi Fangfei’s eyes widened in shock.

Three months... Could it mean that in those three months...

Three months isn’t a long time, but it coincidences perfectly with the growth period of certain Medicinal Herbs.

At the same time, it allowed Yun Sheng to find a method to enhance the power of the Giant Winged Bats and manage those Ant Soldiers and their offspring.

On the continent, which Demon Beast is most numerous? Not rats, not birds, but Beast Ants.

Three months were enough for the Centipede Ant General to traverse half the Wuji Continent, gathering ant forces from various locations.

Let alone several dozen main pharmacies, even several hundred are insignificant in the hearts of these Beast Ants.

A task unreachable by ordinary Hunter Soldiers is trivial for the Beast Ants.

Looking at Cheng Sihai, now lifeless on the ground, and the panic-stricken doctor, Qi Fangfei felt the room spin, and after a long while, she uttered: "Go summon Grandmaster Wen."

Indeed, it was like being between ice and fire. As the Jade Capital Medicine Emperor Pavilion faced an unprecedented predicament, Little Ci’en Hall finally received their first batch of harvested Medicinal Herbs.

Lin Yao’er and Ji Mo were busy all day cleaning the Sea Buckthorns.

"The quality of the Sea Buckthorn is excellent, certainly first-rate, and about ten percent of the herbs even reach the quality of top-grade Medicinal Herbs. It seems that using Magic to cultivate medicinal herbs is a feasible method," Ji Mo sighed in relief and sneakily glanced at Yun Sheng.

Unlike the exhausted Lin and Ji, Yun Sheng sat inside the clinic, drinking the chilled sour plum soup that Yao Rong had prepared early in the morning, looking very content with Xiao Yun sitting beside her, already recovered.

Yun Sheng and Xiao Yun got along very well. Because of Xiao Hua’s death, Yun Sheng felt indebted to Xiao Yun and the village chief’s family. She also discovered privately that Xiao Yun had the talent of a Summoner.

Seeing Xiao Yun and Yun Sheng playing joyfully, Ji Mo grew even more curious.

During this period, Yun Sheng had been unusually calm, which made it difficult for Ji Mo to figure out what she was really thinking.

Could it be that the blood feud between Little Ci’en Hall and the Jade Capital Medicine Emperor Pavilion was just over like that?

While they were talking, Zong Ren returned.

"Young master, everything went smoothly. I’ve already dumped the charred Cheng Sihai at the entrance of the Jade Capital Medicine Emperor Pavilion. Haha, you should have seen how those bastards turned pale," Zong Ren exclaimed joyfully.

In his time as a Summoner, it was his first experience fighting and killing so exhilaratingly.

Watching the ground ignite with Fiery Fire and burning those villains to ashes, he felt refreshed all over.

It’s just a pity that he couldn’t see Qi Fangfei’s hateful face when she found out the news.

Doing such acts of disgrace, Zong Ren was not doing it for the first time, as he had previously left a Crown Prince of Dazhou crippled, and now he had killed Cheng Sihai.

That feeling was much more comfortable than drinking sour plum soup.

"Are the villagers settled?" Yun Sheng sipped the sour plum soup. Drinking such sour soup on a June day was truly one of life’s great pleasures.

"They are settled well, we have moved the village to a spot at the foot of the mountain, where the soil is richer and the water more abundant," Zong Ren grabbed a bowl of chilled sour plum soup and started drinking it without hesitation.

Lin Yao’er and Ji Mo were both utterly confused; they couldn’t understand what the two were discussing.

Zong Ren couldn’t hold back his curiosity, he gazed at Yun Sheng with admiration, "Young master, I’m really curious. Besides blowing up the village, what else did you do?"

Zong Ren noticed the expression on the faces of the people from Medicine Emperor Pavilion when he dropped them off, looked as if they had lost a dear mother.

Just blowing up a team unrelated to them would not garner such a reaction.

Thinking it over, it must have been some trick played by the young master.

When Ji Mo heard of the blowing up of Zhou Chu Village, he couldn’t help but raise his eyebrow.

"The answer will arrive soon," Yun Sheng looked at the hour, people from Medicine Emperor Pavilion should be arriving by now, "Here they come."

The smile on Yun Sheng’s lips faded away.

A few people arrived outside the clinic.

An angered Qi Fangfei, along with several of the most important doctors from the Medicine Emperor Pavilion, led by Grandmaster Wen with a youthful face and white hair.

Even Grandmaster Wen had come out.

Yao Rong and Doctor Fan also came outside.

Lin Yao’er hurried to close the clinic. It was the first time so many people crowded into the small clinic.

"Master..." said Yao Rong with embarrassed face; she had a deep bond with Grandmaster Wen, and she hadn’t imagined that after such a long separation, they would reunite in such a circumstance.

Grandmaster Wen eyed Little Ci’en Hall.

It was a clinic of medium size but well managed.

The medicine cabinet, medicinal herbs, and medical books were all neatly arranged. Since the clinic operated both ancient medical skills and magic potions, a corner was dedicated to displaying various colorful magic potions.

The layout of Little Ci’en Hall was completely different from Medicine Emperor Pavilion; it lacked the grandeur of Medicine Emperor Pavilion but had an added sense of homelike warmth.

Grandmaster Wen and the others didn’t know that the layout of Little Ci’en Hall was designed by Yun Sheng based on the layout of her family’s ancestral small clinic from her previous life.

The medical practice principle of Yan Yunsheng’s grandfather was always to give patients a feeling of returning home.

This was well inherited by Yun Sheng.

When Grandmaster Wen entered the clinic, he saw the faces of patients who had not yet left, all of them looked reassured; they had complete trust in the doctors of Little Ci’en Hall.

Grandmaster Wen, having experienced the vicissitudes of life, had seen through both name and profit in his long life.

He hadn’t expected that after fifty years of stability, while he presided over the Jade Capital Medicine Emperor Pavilion, the dominant position of Medicine Emperor Pavilion could be shaken in just a few months by a small clinic, or precisely, by the young girl in front of him who practiced both ancient medical skills and magic potions.

His beloved disciples, Yao Rong and Fan Zhi, had betrayed him.

His disciple, Cheng Sihai, had also died.

What mattered most was that it wasn’t just his people who were impacted; this time, the foundation of Medicine Emperor Pavilion was seriously hurt.

Reports of losses from pharmacies across various locations kept coming, with the damage being much more severe than he had anticipated; over ninety percent of the treasure herbs were destroyed, and more than eighty percent of the holy herbs were out of stock.

This time, Medicine Emperor Pavilion had lost over half a year’s supply of medicinal herbs.