Wei Wushuang sat on the bed and looked at the strange translucent medicine bottle in his hand. He was at a loss when he saw the emerald green liquid in the bottle.
He had already seen it when he was on Prison Island. He didn't know where his disciple had gotten this medicine from.
In this world, regardless of whether it was for cultivation or healing, Soul Martial Artists would always consume elixirs refined by alchemists.
In the past, Wei Wushuang had never seen this kind of liquid medicine.
"Lin Qian, what is this?" After a while, Wei Wushuang asked weakly.
From the tone of his master's words, Lin Qian knew that Wei Wushuang didn't have much time left.
When the disciple had informed him in front of the mountain gate, Lin Qian had thought that his master, Wei Wushuang, was about to die.
However, seeing that his master could still hold on for a few more days, the tension in his mind relaxed.
If this was before he left the Wanxiang Sect, Lin Qian might not have been able to do anything. He could only watch helplessly and sorrowfully as his master passed away.
Now, this wasn't a problem at all.
The Hua Xia Empire had a huge amount of resources and the terrifying research capabilities of the Ministry of Heavenly Works. How could his master, Wei Wushuang, not be saved?
Just now, Lin Qian had used his soul power to scan his master, Wei Wushuang's physical condition and sent the data to the Ministry of Heavenly Works.
After receiving the data, Zhuge Ming immediately mobilized the most elite Scribes of the Ministry of Heavenly Works to research. In less than ten minutes, they had already obtained the treatment plan and prepared the medicine.
"This is called the Immaculate Medicine. It doesn't have the effect of removing poison, but after taking it, you will be immune to all poisons. It will also prevent your body from being harmed by the poison in your body." Lin Qian looked at Wei Wushuang and smiled, gesturing for his master to drink the potion. "Green apple flavor, pretty good."
After saying that, Lin Qian pointed at the blanket covering Wei Wushuang. "That purple potion is a little bitter, but it's an antidote. I've already mixed it with ingredients suitable for Master's condition, and it can completely remove the poison from his body."
"However, since Master has been poisoned for many years, I made ten bottles. One bottle a day. After ten days, the poison should be completely removed."
"This brown potion looks ugly, but it can strengthen the tendons and bones. It can repair the damage to the tendons and bones after master was poisoned."
"Oh, this can replenish blood. Perhaps Master doesn't know what replenishing blood is. Simply put, it's …"
Wei Wushuang stared blankly at Lin Qian as he listened to Lin Qian explain the effects of over a dozen potions to him.
Wei Wushuang had already experienced the miraculous effects of potions.
After consuming a medicinal pill, one had to slowly refine it. However, Lin Qian's potions didn't need to be refined at all. They would take effect immediately upon consumption. It was simply inconceivable.
Originally, he thought that after so many years, his disciple would only be able to obtain those three simple potions.
At that time, Wei Wushuang's thought was that if these potions that could take effect were to be like medicinal pills, wouldn't it be heaven-defying if they were of a higher grade?
"It's really heaven-defying?" Wei Wushuang said in a daze. He uncorked the bottle in his hand and poured the Immaculate Potion into his mouth.
A sweet and sour taste filled his entire mouth. Wei Wushuang immediately felt a surge of medicinal energy frantically dissipating in his body.
As his soul power circulated, he guided the medicinal energy according to the method of refining medicinal pills. Wei Wushuang could clearly feel the medicinal energy instantly spreading throughout his entire body.
Immediately after, Wei Wushuang discovered that when the cooling medicinal energy entered his body, his body underwent an indescribable transformation.
Wei Wushuang couldn't describe this transformation clearly. However, when he thought about what Lin Qian had said, he realized that this was probably the so-called immunity to a hundred poisons.
After many years of experience with the Body-Corroding Poison, Wei Wushuang was in an unbearable pain whenever the poison flared up.
This was especially true when he failed to suppress his soul power and the poison flared up. He had to endure the pain of hundreds of bugs gnawing at his body every day.
However, after he consumed the Immaculate Potion, this pain completely disappeared.
Wei Wushuang felt as if a heavy mountain had been lifted off his body. He felt extremely relaxed.
Gulp!
When Wei Wushuang opened his eyes, he quickly uncorked the bottle containing the purple potion and poured it into his mouth.
Not long after, he drank the brown potion in one gulp.
Following Lin Qian's instructions, Wei Wushuang uncorked the bottles one after another and poured the potion into his mouth.
When he raised his head and drank the medicine, Wei Wushuang's tears silently flowed down.
There were only nine bottles of purple potion left on the bed. Wei Wushuang carefully stored the potion in his storage-type soul tool and got off the bed.
Wei Wushuang's silver hair had already turned black, and his pale face had already regained its usual color. His withered muscles had already become sturdy, and his hunched back was now ramrod straight.
Inside the room, Wei Wushuang looked at his reflection in the crystal mirror and closed his eyes with a smile. Tears continuously flowed out from the slits of his eyes.
"Oh, the medicinal effect isn't bad." Lin Qian, who was standing nearby, couldn't help but nod his head when he saw Wei Wushuang's state.
Wei Wushuang turned around and wiped away his tears. With an awkward smile, he said, "Lin Qian, I've made a fool of myself in front of you."
"Master was almost destroyed by this poison. When you're on the verge of death, it's normal for you to be emotional after being reborn." Lin Qian chuckled and gave Wei Wushuang a disciple's bow. "Disciple congratulates Master for regaining the might of a Battle Emperor."
Wei Wushuang let out a long sigh of melancholy and nodded. "To think that I had the title of a Battle Emperor. After returning to my hometown in a sorry state from that vast stage, I was still bedridden for a year like a cripple."
"It wasn't easy for me to accept everything and peacefully wait for death to come. In the end, I didn't think that you would actually … cure me!" At this point, Wei Wushuang felt as if he was in a dream.
"On Prison Island, Master saved my life and taught me how to cultivate. Now that disciple has saved Master's life, does this count as the will of the heavens? "
Looking at his disciple in front of him, Wei Wushuang laughed happily. "Hahaha, God, you've given me a good disciple!"
However, immediately after, Wei Wushuang's smile disappeared and he cautiously said to Lin Qian, "Lin Qian, don't show this potion to others easily in the future. Treasuring a jade ring becomes a crime. I think you should understand this."
"Does your disciple look like such a stupid person?" Lin Qian smiled and said, "If it wasn't to save Master's life, I wouldn't have taken it out."
Wei Wushuang nodded slightly and looked at Lin Qian with some guilt. "If it wasn't for my poison, I would have left such a precious potion for you to use. It would have been very beneficial to your cultivation."
"Precious? These potions are just ordinary goods. "Lin Qian stilled and opened his mouth to explain.
"Ordinary goods? Disciple, you don't have to comfort me. After consuming these elixirs, they will be very beneficial to me. I can't wait to drink one bottle every day. After three months, I will be able to break through the bottleneck that has troubled me for many years. "
Saying this, Wei Wushuang patted Lin Qian's shoulder. "I know that you like to joke with me. Disciple, you must have put in a lot of effort to obtain these precious potions …"
Wei Wushuang's voice stopped abruptly as he stared at the ground in front of him with wide eyes.
Lin Qian moved his master's hand away from his shoulder and patted Wei Wushuang's shoulder. "Other than the dirt potion and the antidote potion, there are at least a hundred bottles of each type of potion here. Master, drink them slowly. One month will definitely be enough."
After saying this, Lin Qian whistled and left Wei Wushuang's room.
Only the famous Battle Thearch was left in the room. He stared at the small mountain of medicine bottles in a daze.
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