Chapter 175: Divine Doctor Nanling Yaohua
Shen Baiwei suddenly broke free from the state of uncontrolled spirit patterns, the black bl**d that had been pouring from her mouth and nose stopped, the degree of Night Erosion in her body rapidly decreased, and the wounds on her skin, which had been outlined with strange patterns, saw the thick black substance quickly dissipating. The newly formed pale pink flesh writhed, visibly repairing the wounds…
Everything happened without warning, catching Nanling Yaohua, who was trying to use a spell formula to treat her, off guard. She took a few steps back, her hands hanging in mid-air, frozen there.
It was as if a doctor was desperately trying to resuscitate a dying patient, attempting to snatch the patient’s life back from the hands of d*ath, only for the patient to suddenly beat d*ath senseless and then jump off the operating table, performing a 720-degree Thomas spin, followed by a hundred push-ups.
It was hard not to doubt that Shen Baiwei was beyond saving and had successfully transformed into an urban legend.
But…
If she had turned into an urban legend, the level of Night Erosion should have increased, while the level emanating from Shen Baiwei was actually decreasing.
This was too strange, surpassing the common understanding even more than the news of a man dying from molesting a wasp nest.
So, Nanling Yaohua stood there, dumbfounded, as she watched Shen Baiwei’s condition fully recover from the brink of d*ath to completely normal within the time it took for half a cup of tea.
No, it should be even better than normal.
She took advantage of Shen Baiwei’s unconscious state to secretly examine her body.
Generally speaking, as a person ages, adults will have some minor ailments, but Shen Baiwei’s body had no issues at all, as if each cell was brand new.
“…”
Is this what a member of the Miracle Cult is like?
Her grandfather had said that the highest secret of the Miracle Cult is resurrection… I never expected to witness it in this person today.
However, she had clearly returned to normal, so why hadn’t she woken up yet? Nanling Yaohua wondered.
Seeing Shen Baiwei gradually returning to normal, she originally planned to wait for Shen Baiwei to wake up and ask her about the strange patterns that surfaced on her body when her spirit patterns went out of control, as well as the incident where Lu Xianbei fell into a strange illusion.
Just as Nanling Yaohua was lost in thought, the door to the room was suddenly pushed open, and Huaiyuan Jun leaned in from outside, looking around before spotting Shen Baiwei on the bed, appearing to sleep like a newborn. He widened his eyes in surprise and hurriedly approached.
He resembled someone waiting outside a delivery room, eager to know whether his wife had given birth to a boy or a girl, only to hear the doctor say there was a raccoon.
“I wondered why I suddenly couldn’t sense the Night Erosion from outside, but she… has recovered?”
Nanling Yaohua glanced at Shen Baiwei, then at Huaiyuan Jun, and nodded.
“She was in such a state of uncontrolled spirit patterns; she actually has healed?” Huaiyuan Jun asked again. “You cured her, Miss Yaohua?”
“…” Nanling Yaohua hesitated for a moment before nodding again, then added, “But I just managed to suppress the Night Erosion a bit. Her rapid recovery is likely still due to her own willpower and perhaps her unique spirit pattern abilities?”
Although she didn’t know what Shen Baiwei’s spirit pattern ability was, a spirit pattern with such strong self-healing capabilities was rare anywhere and could be considered special.
“Miss Yaohua, don’t be modest. Even if she has a strong will and unique spirit pattern abilities, she couldn’t have recovered this quickly without your treatment,” Huaiyuan Jun sighed. “I feel that you are simply a divine doctor.”
“Should I recommend you to the rehabilitation center under the Siye Society? Many operatives suffer from uncontrolled spirit patterns each year. If they had a divine doctor like you, they might be saved.”
Nanling Yaohua, “…” Senior, please have mercy and spare those unfortunate operatives!
Shen Baiwei, pretending to be asleep, “…” This is to declare that if this girl kills someone in the future, it has nothing to do with me.
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On the other side.
After Lu Xianbei informed Xia Lianqing of her plan, she immediately took action upon returning to the Dai Mu Institute.
Following “Shen Baiwei’s” plan, she found several servants and maids from the Dai Mu Institute and sent them to spread the news of her impending solo action.
She even had her personal maid, A Yun, contact two information brokers she often interacted with during her undercover work, who traveled between various Huihu tribes and Yumen Pass, spending some money to get them to pass a message to her sister requesting a private meeting.
Of course, this dissemination process required a fee.
And the price was not low!
According to “Shen Baiwei’s” explanation, if those servants and maids charged while spreading information, it would show that they had ulterior motives.
At crucial moments, due to personal greed, most people would feel guilty about betraying their own. This sense of guilt typically required a significant amount of money to heal, so the pay must be high for it to seem credible.
At first, Xia Lianqing was concerned that the progress of spreading the news would be hindered. However, when the group of servants and maids approached various parties with false information, the other parties showed great interest.
In less than an hour, Xia Lianqing ended up with ten taels of gold and four copper coins in front of her.
Clearly, the process of selling false information went exceptionally smoothly. While the servants and maids in the Dai Mu Institute might not truly sell Xia Lianqing’s information, many would seize the opportunity to profit amid the chaos at Yumen Pass.
But this was just the beginning…
From noon until evening, Xia Lianqing had been busy, and when she finally had a moment to rest, she fell weakly into a chair, exhausted.
In the past few hours, she had not only been spreading information while playing her part as instructed by “Shen Baiwei,” but also quietly coordinated the matters of relocating the citizens around the Dai Mu Institute, which was indeed draining.
Seeing Xia Lianqing slumped like a broken doll, Lu Xianbei shook his head, “Is this all it takes? No wonder you’re not one who has experienced the pressure of college entrance exams and the grind of 996.”
Xia Lianqing lifted her heavy eyelids and looked at Lu Xianbei, puzzled. “May I ask what the college entrance exam and 996 grind are?”
“Nothing,” Lu Xianbei replied dismissively. “Just sayings from our place.”
“Oh?” Xia Lianqing tilted her head, “But I’ve never heard of such customs in Jianzhou…”
“You just haven’t heard the stories.” Lu Xianbei waved a hand to stop Xia Lianqing from pursuing that line of questioning further. “Anyway, it’s all exhausting. People from our place get through it; you’ve only done a few and already can’t keep up, unlike the kids there.”
“But it really is a bit tiring…” Xia Lianqing complained. “When the general was uninjured, he would keep me busy day and night, and I wasn’t this exhausted.”
Lu Xianbei, “???”
What on earth? What is this Tang Sancai ancient relic? I thought you two had a heartfelt relationship, and it turned out to be just physical, right?
After inwardly complaining, Lu Xianbei collected himself and steered the conversation back on track, “Now that the news has been spread, it’s time to move on to the next step…”
As she spoke, she instinctively reached into her bosom to touch the Blessing God Copper Coin but found nothing. She could only sigh silently and silently chant the spell.
“Clock with broken hands, flowers blooming in books, a shattered dying sky, desolation, silence, devouring… Seal spell ninety-one, the Silent Nation!”
As the spell finished casting, several ominous purple light columns emerged around her, quickly crashing down at the corners of the room. Then, spiritual energy surged, weaving a layer of golden glass-like “walls” upon the four walls of the room.
This Silent Nation was a taboo-level sealing spell that Bai Kai excelled in; Lu Xianbei had spent considerable effort, using charms to get it from Bai Kai. Its soundproofing and ability to block spiritual perception were excellent. After being amplified by 1.2486 times, it should barely prevent eavesdropping through the walls.
Once the spell was released, Lu Xianbei said, “Didn’t you have the information brokers send your sister a message to arrange a private meeting? Is there any progress?”
Xia Lianqing, “…”
To perform such a high-level spell so casually was something she had never witnessed before. Even the Nanling County King and Hong Bian Monk would likely find it hard to reach this level.
Therefore, “Shen Baiwei” was definitely an extraordinary person!
Suddenly, she felt that her choice to seek help from “Shen Baiwei” was exceptionally wise.
Seeing Xia Lianqing’s bewildered expression, Lu Xianbei shook her head helplessly.
Look at your lack of experience!
But this was not your fault; after all, times have changed, Lu Xianbei thought.
Now, the spells recorded within the Siye Society had undergone countless improvements, crystallizing generations of effort. Compared to the spells passed down from the Tang Dynasty, not only had the power increased significantly, but the incantations were also simplified…
It was like the difference between a crossbow and an automatic rifle.
It’s not that “crossbows” aren’t powerful; indeed, a strong crossbow can still easily take lives today. It’s just that, after many technological innovations, strong crossbows now have more advanced replacements.
Recollecting her thoughts, Lu Xianbei stepped closer and patted Xia Lianqing on the shoulder, repeating what she had just said. Xia Lianqing finally snapped back to her senses and replied, “Oh, oh! Return to the senior, just now A Yun brought back a message saying my sister has agreed to meet with me privately.”
“Senior, shall we now look for a suitable time and place to meet her?”
“Who said we are meeting her?” Lu Xianbei shook her head. “Aren’t you afraid she’ll k*ll you?”
Xia Lianqing showed a puzzled expression, “Weren’t you the one who said…”
“It was me who wanted you to find a way to arrange a private meeting, but I never said we actually have to meet her,” Lu Xianbei explained. “Earlier, I asked you if you knew any brokers that could connect with the Huihu tribes, right?”
Xia Lianqing nodded.
“You told me at the time that you knew four brokers who could contact Huihu tribes, so I had you send people to find two of them and have them deliver a message to your sister, correct?” Lu Xianbei continued.
Xia Lianqing nodded again.
“Now we can find the remaining three selected to spread the news to familiar Huihu tribe members, saying your sister has defected, intends to arrange a private meeting with you, and is planning to offer the Shaman Queen’s Army’s upcoming marching route as a token of allegiance,” Lu Xianbei said.
Upon hearing this, Xia Lianqing was slightly taken aback and stammered, “C-can this work? The two who haven’t delivered messages might be fine, but what if the one who already did refuses to slander—uh, I mean, change his story?”
Lu Xianbei turned to point at the gold and copper coins “earned from selling information” on the table. “If they refuse, just buy them off! If this isn’t enough, you can think of ways to add more… Just remember to sign contracts with them. After all, if we can buy them off, so can others.”
While saying this, she maintained a flat expression, yet a great sense of satisfaction brewed within her.
Using money earned from selling false information to buy brokers to spread new false information—could anything be more pleasurable than this?
It was almost like getting something for free; it felt exhilarating!
“As for what will happen after the information is spread, we don’t need to worry about that,” Lu Xianbei added. “Anyway, someone will definitely suspect your sister, and likely not just a few. When they verify, they will certainly discover that your sister agreed to the meeting.”
“When that happens, her backup will essentially be cut off, that’s called making something out of nothing… Oh, wait, you probably don’t know what that means.”
The term “making something out of nothing” appears in the “Song History: The Biography of Yue Fei”… Lu Xianbei supplemented in her mind.
After listening to Lu Xianbei’s explanation, Xia Lianqing felt a chill run down her spine, quietly harboring two words in her heart—cunning.
Senior Shen said that this money has other uses, but it turns out to be…
She suddenly felt that “Shen Baiwei” was right all along. With Long Bang’s simple and straightforward personality, facing “Shen Baiwei” one-on-one would definitely see him played at her will. Even if it were her, she would likely not escape a similar fate.
Just as Xia Lianqing was lost in thought, Lu Xianbei spoke up again, “By the way, does that young man Long Bang mind cross-dressing?”
As she spoke, she pulled out two sets of Zhu Yanguai·Spell Solidification Masks from her bosom and placed them on the table.
“I reckon that when your sister realizes she’s in a predicament, she will surely try to seek revenge on you, and when that time comes, you probably won’t be able to handle it alone. So we need to find a few people to impersonate you and divide her and her enemies into several groups to defeat them one by one.”
“I noticed that young man Long Bang is about your height and quite suitable to impersonate you.”
In fact, had it not been for the opening of the God Realm Prototype’s passage being impossible, Lu Xianbei would have even considered disguising a good portion of the Dai Mu Institute’s inhabitants to resemble Xia Lianqing. After all, she had spent a substantial amount of money buying dozens of masks from Gu Qiqi back then.
But now, she only had four masks on her person.
One was worn on her face, used to disguise herself as “Lu Qingyi.”
One was for preventing damage to the mask on her face and ensuring she could replace it with a new one from the God Realm Prototype in time.
Another was a backup, and the last one was a backup for the backup…
Life is unpredictable; being cautious is never wrong.
See, this is proving useful!
After hearing Lu Xianbei’s suggestion, Xia Lianqing frowned a little and hesitantly said, “This… Long Duwei’s personality is too straightforward; I’m afraid…”
“Easy does it, easy does it!” Lu Xianbei waved her hand. “There’s no steel rod that can’t be bent in this world. I’ll go talk to him! Besides, it’s a matter of getting used to it; after a few tries, he’ll get the hang of it.”
With that, she dismissed the sealing spell enveloping the room and strode towards the door.
