Chapter 1685: Chapter 1685: Stubbornness (5)

“Hmm.” Tang Wanqian nodded, “These twin poisonous insects can only be bred from the same mother. Have you ever seen two mothers give birth to two babies to form twins?”

The corner of Yang Ruxin’s mouth twitched, this analogy was quite unique.

“You should be able to cure this, right?” Tang Wanqian suddenly asked.

Yang Ruxin nodded: “Since they are twins, the solution should be the same, right? At the time, I smelled the scent of this thing similar to the scent on those people in Jin City. I didn’t have time to notify you, so I directly used child’s urine… and it worked…”

Tang Wanqian laughed: “I told you, this girl has talent.”

Yang Ruxin chuckled and then pointed at Qiu Meifan: “What about her…”

“This person can’t be saved.” Tang Wanqian shook his head.

Dao Xuzi also didn’t say anything; it was evident that he couldn’t save her either.

“Your Golden Needle can only hold the poisonous insect for four hours. After four hours, it will continue to reproduce and consume the flesh completely…”

Yang Ruxin frowned slightly: “Can’t it be extracted?”

“Perhaps before it manifests, but now…” Tang Wanqian sighed, “Although these insects are siblings with those in Jin City, they are different. Those primarily spread through infection, and the core doesn’t deplete so quickly, but these don’t. They continuously breed, needing to consume flesh and drink blood… So, I’m powerless.”

“Since that’s the case, why not…”

“We can only burn.” Tang Wanqian shrugged, but he already saved the poisonous insects for research. These are entirely different from the Tang Sect’s insects, and he had to study them carefully.

Yang Ruxin sighed deeply: “Alright.” Then she called Shadow Eight and the others over to wrap her in a cloth towel, taking her into the mountain. After burning, they would bury the ashes in the ground.

“Girl, do you want to acknowledge me as some kind of god-grandfather?” On the way back, Tang Wanqian looked at Yang Ruxin with a face full of flattery.

Yang Ruxin’s brow twitched instinctively, she suddenly sensed a hint of scheming.

“You old thing, dare to take my disciple?” Dao Xuzi immediately objected, pushing the opponent aside, “What god-grandfather or wet-grandfather? Her remarkable grandfather is still alive, right in the village, over there…”

“What’s it to you?” Tang Wanqian pushed Dao Xuzi aside, “I’m talking to the girl, why don’t you go play elsewhere…”

“Hey, you old thing…”

“Cough cough.” Yang Ruxin quickly coughed twice, separating the two old men, “You two stop arguing.”

The two old men glared at each other.

It’s true what they say about old children; they are indeed becoming more childish.

“Senior Tang, I already have a god-grandfather; Fang Dehua is my godfather, and the elderly of the Fang Family is my god-grandfather…” Yang Ruxin rubbed her nose, glanced at Tang Wanqian, “So…”

“Then let me be your god-granduncle…” Tang Wanqian was still unwilling to give up.

“You’ve met my grandfather; he lived here for a while, and now he’s in Hangzhou…” The corner of Yang Ruxin’s mouth twitched.

“Ah, why are you so stubborn?” Tang Wanqian’s temper flared, “I’m an elder who sees promise in you, wanting to pass on my skills to you, what’s wrong with that? And you’re still pushing back?”

“But I have a master…” Yang Ruxin looked troubled, “Besides, we’ve talked about this topic before, didn’t you say we wouldn’t mention it again? And you have your bloodline inheritance…”