Ling Fei Yang’s calm, black eyes were filled with deepness that others couldn’t understand. When he heard Lou Mu Yan’s words, his heart was uncontrollably beaten.
Ever since he was paralysed and in a wheelchair, he had never given up the hope of continuing to survive. But as time went by, after countless Physicians and Alchemists came and went, the final result had always been helplessness.
It had been three years. From the initial anticipation and excitement, to the calmness of his heart now. He just never expected that one sentence could make his dried-up heart slowly come alive as if it had been watered.
“Yan’er, how would you treat me?”
“Let me take a look at the poison in your body first.” Lou Mu Yan placed her teacup down, reached out to hold Ling Fei Yan’s wrist, and checked quietly.
Lou Mu Yan felt Ling Fei Yang’s arteries, then extended a sliver of Mental Energy and Spiritual Energy with some green mist into his body to check bit by bit.
The meridians weren’t blocked, and although the cultivation base was slow because of the poison, it didn’t stop either. She probed deeper.
After a while, her willow brows furrowed together unconsciously. There was a trace of black energy wound around the dan’tian with a disgusting aura of death.
Passing the dan’tian, she headed towards his thigh and found that all the poison in Ling Fei Yang’s body had been suppressed by the Ancestor of the Mu Clan in the calves.
Taking a look with her Mental Energy, the meridians of the calves had already begun to show signs of deterioration, the bone and blood had long been stained dark red, and traces of poison like black threads continued to coil around.
She retracted her hand and sighed, “Elder Cousin Brother Fei Yang has been tortured a lot in the past few years. At least more than ten hours a day, your calves would be in extreme pain.”
Ling Fei Yang smiled faintly: “Used to it.”
Hearing his calm words like the wind and clouds, without any fluctuations in emotions, Lou Mu Yan couldn’t help but feel sour in her heart, as well as admiration.
This kind of poison wasn’t only very poisonous, but it had also been cursed. The black threads circling the dan’tian and the calves were the resentments produced by an Evil Spirit that were refined by the Devil Cultivator.
Her eyes gradually cooled, “Elder Cousin Brother Fei Yang, is the person who poisoned you still alive? Do you still remember what he looks like?”
“Alive. He injured me, but I also heavily injured him. But I’m sure he won’t be in life-threatening danger.” Ling Fei Yang paused, then said: “I’ll remember his appearance even if he turned to ashes.”
When Lou Mu Yan saw Ling Fei Yang mentioning the person who put him in such pain that made one wish he was dead, there wasn’t much resentment on his face. She sighed inwardly that this Elder Cousin Brother’s temperament truly had been toughened a lot over the years. He probably also understood the majority of that Scripture. But this also had its advantages.
In the future, when the poison in his body was removed, with Ling Fei Yang’s current character and composure, his future achievements would definitely not be low.
Good fortune laid within the bad and bad fortune lurked within the good!
“When Elder Cousin Brother has time, please paint a portrait of him for me.” Lou Mu Yan’s voice was grim.
“What does Yan’er want his portrait for?” Ling Fei Yang asked in a daze, puzzled.
Lou Mu Yan raised an eyebrow with a rare sternness between her brows, “Naturally so that we can deal with the person as they’ve dealt to you, making him live worse than death.”
Ling Fei Yang didn’t expect Lou Mu Yan to say such words, and a warmth rose on his handsome face, “Yan’er, your temper sure has become bolder and more domineering having not met in a few years.”
“If you owe a favour, you must repay it, and if you have feuds, then you must repay it hundred-fold. This is how I deal with things now.” Lou Mu Yan raised her head and smiled. Regardless of whether it was her past life or present, dealing with situations using this law had been deeply engraved into her Soul.
“That’s very good.” Ling Fei Yang had admiration in his eyes, “Yan’er should be like this. You won’t be bullied by others in the future.”
“That’s right. In the future, only I’ll bully others. And if others want to bully me, then I’ll peel off a few layers of their skin.” Lou Mu Yan raised her chin, looking very much tsundere.
Ling Fei Yang watched her amusedly, “Yan’er’s temperament is very good right now.” Only in this way could she survive in this world where strength was respected.
“Elder Cousin Brother, how much do you know about the poison in your body?” Lou Mu Yan thought for a bit then asked.
“I only know that there’s a vicious Blood Curse in the poison that the Devil Cultivator cast, but it’s also precisely because of this Curse that all the Physicians and Alchemists who have taken a look at me couldn’t treat it.” Ling Fei Yang said.
Lou Mu Yan nodded: “This kind of Iniquitous Skill is refined using the Evil Spirit’s resentments. After mixing it with poison, it’s indeed difficult to cure with pills or medicines.”
“Hearing Yan’er’s tone, you understand this sort of Iniquitous Skill?” Ling Fei Yang’s dull eyes revealed more expectancy.
“Not only do I understand, but I can also cure this kind of Blood Curse.” She understood these things really thanks to when she turned into a mortal and travelled to that place that prospered in Gu Poison and Curses and learnt of it.
Ling Fei Yang was slightly startled. Before he could speak, Ling Fei Hao grabbed Lou Mu Yan’s arm and said excitedly: “Yan’er, can you really cure the Blood Curse in Eldest Brother’s body?”
“Mm, but because this Blood Curse is very insidious, I have to prepare some things and arrange an Array before I can do anything. After the Blood Curse is resolved, it’ll be much easier to remove the poison in Elder Cousin Brother Fei Yang’s body.” This type of Curse contained the curse-giver’s blood essence and resentment, so it was very troublesome to resolve.
Ling Fei Yang nodded with a smile and said: “As long as I can dispel the Curse and poison in my body, then I’m willing to try any method. I believe in Yan’er.”
“Don’t worry Elder Cousin Brother Fei Yang, I’ll make sure you stand up again.” Lou Mu Yan smiled and that self-confidence that scorned the Heavens was unconsciously revealed again.
Ling Fei Yan’s heart moved—Mu Yan, this little girl, really was different. No matter whether it could be cured or not, he believed that she’d do her best.
“Yan’er, then when will you start to remove the Curse for my Eldest Brother?” Ling Fei Hao controlled his excitement and asked.
“I’m currently removing poison for Ye Qing Le in Luo’xi City. Elder Cousin Brother Fei Yang’s situation with poison is somewhat similar to hers. I came this time to bring Elder Cousin Brother back to the Ye Clan for treatment together.” Lou Mu Yan said bluntly.
Although Ling Fei Yang and Ye Qing Le were inflicted with different poisons, but they both needed medicated baths to soak in. In treating them together, one, they would be able to encourage each other, and two, it was also more convenient for her to prepare medicinal liquids and apply acupuncture.
Ling Fei Yang was silent for a moment, then lifted his head and asked: “The Ye Clan rarely interacted with the Ling Clan. If I went to Luo’xi City for treatment, will it affect their neutral attitude that they’ve maintained?”
“It won’t. I’ve already discussed it with the Patriarch of the Ye Clan.” Lou Mu Yan had thought of this layer long ago, “So what if it’s affected? Even the Ye Clan’s not afraid, what are we afraid of!”
“I was thinking too much. As expected, Yan’er is a perceptive person.” Ling Fei Yang lowered his head and smiled.
Lou Mu Yan was right. The Ling Clan was currently suffering from internal and external troubles, so what was there to worry about? Since the Ye Clan’s Patriarch dared to let him go to Luo’xi City for treatment, then he was probably prepared to be dragged into the water together.
“Elder Cousin Brother is a smart person, you’ve just been too scrupulous before. In fact, the three Clans of Ye, Shi and Mu are already secretly united, and the Xin, Xue and Lu Clan have also formed an alliance. They’ve long broken the rule that the Ten Distinguished Clans can’t join forces together unilaterally. We naturally don’t need to follow it anymore either.” Lou Mu Yan said.
Ling Fei Yang’s white and slender fingers tapped on the wheelchair’s armrest lightly and gradually saw the direction where the Ling Clan should be headed for in the future.
Translated product by May Our 梦 Come True
Note: Welp, wasn’t it that in chapter 62 (I checked HAHA) they were certain the Devil Cultivator was dead? XD But could’ve been a misunderstanding on Ling Yue Xin’s (LMY’s mother’s) part. Or a plot hole XD