"A traveling healer?"
Lan Yan frowned slightly, "I've never heard of such a person in the empire. We only have the Spirit Medicine Department and healers. I've never heard of a traveling healer."
"If a medicine store is a healer, then a person who carries medicine everywhere to save people is naturally a traveling healer." Xi Yan smiled faintly.
It was at this time that an apprentice flew up and whispered into Lan Yan's ear, "Attendant Lan, I've heard of this traveling healer before. There are legends about her from Five Valleys City to Silver Fir City. People say that a beautiful woman as beautiful as a goddess goes around saving lives, and that she can cure any ailment no matter what it is. This must be her."
Lan Yan's eyes lit up, "If that's the case, would Miss Xi Yan be willing to work with our Spirit Medicine Department — to cure this plague?"
But Xi Yan shook her head, "No need, I'm used to doing things my own way. It's best if I don't get disturbed. I'll save my people, you guys save yours."
Saying so, she turned to leave.
Lan Yan hurriedly said, "Wait a moment, Miss Xi Yan."
"What is it?"
"What is the recipe for this Marrow Cleansing Soup you speak of? Many of the people here are suffering from this deadly disease. Without a cure, it will be difficult to suppress this plague in a short time."
Seeing her sincerity, Xi Yan smiled, "The Marrow Cleansing Soup is very simple. Boil the roots of Purple Serpent Vine and the petals of Peacebloom for two hours."
"Just Purple Serpent Vine and Peacebloom?"
Lan Yan bit her lip, "One is a level 2 herb, the other a level 3 herb. It's not that hard to find."
"But it's difficult to cure so many people because there aren't that many herbs to pick." Xi Yan stared at Lan Yan, speaking indifferently, "The national treasuries are unwilling to allocate gold coins to buy herbs to treat the refugees. To the local authorities, refugees are a burden and might as well die. Miss, they call you attendant, so it seems that you're also one of the stewards. Do you have the authority to obtain herbs from the pharmacists in the various cities?"
It was obvious that this traveling doctor had been rejected many times.
Lan Yan couldn't help but feel a little guilty. "Don't worry, Miss Xi Yan. I am one of the twelve deacons of the Imperial Spirit Medicine Department. My medallion is enough to command all the pharmacies in the area. As for the ingredients, I can use whatever they have. If you don't believe me, you can come with me to Silver Fir City. I've never brewed this Marrow Cleansing Soup before. If you truly care about the people of the world, then please come with me. We will be brewing the soup in large cauldrons at the four city gates of Silver Fir City."
"This …" Xi Yan remained silent.
"What? Don't you want to save more people?" Lan Yan asked.
Xi Yan pursed her lips. Actually, when she first came to the Shattered Cauldron Realm, she was simply at a loss and didn't know what to do. After seeing so many refugees, she decided to play the role of a quack doctor for fun. However, after experiencing so many things in the past two months, Xi Yan increasingly felt that she was leading a stable life. It turned out that saving people was more interesting than killing them.
"In that case, I'll come with you. But I'll leave once you learn how to brew the Marrow Cleansing Soup."
"Mn, I'll be sure to listen to you when the time comes!"
… …
"Get on the horses and enter the city."
Lan Yan led a group of fifty light cavalry. This cavalry was responsible for protecting the employees of the Spirit Medicine Department. After all, the aftermath of the war was extremely chaotic. Bandits and bandits were rampant, and medicinal ingredients were scarce and valuable. Those bandits were willing to do anything just to steal a few ingredients. Almost every Spirit Medicine Department deacon on patrol was accompanied by a group like this. With an army by their side, it was much more convenient.
Inside Silver Fir City, Lan Yan led the army straight to the city lord's mansion. Everyone wore the insignia of Lanyan City's Qin Family, so naturally no one dared to stop them. That was until they saw a fat man dressed in official robes.
"This humble official, the governor of Silver Fir City, Zhang Qian, greets Deacon Lan Yan!"
The fat man cupped his hands in greeting. In truth, everyone in Silver Fir City knew that Zhang Qian was originally just a local medicine merchant. Silver Fir City was close to the Seven Star Forest and had an abundance of medicinal ingredients. It was through selling medicine that Zhang Qian had made a fortune. In the end, he had bought the title of Silver Fir City's city lord from a certain official of the parliament.
Moreover, the status of the city lord of Silver Fir City was definitely above that of the Spirit Medicine Department's deacons. At the very least, they were equal, but Zhang Qian was extremely respectful towards them. There was no other reason for this. He knew Lan Yan because she was the Spirit Medicine Department's Chief Deacon Chu Yao, and Chu Yao was Lin Muyu and Qin Yin. A word from Lan Yan was probably worth more than ten thousand Jin Yin coins.
The fat man raised his head and saw Xi Yan behind Lan Yan. He couldn't help but frown. "Why are you here again?"
Xi Yan's eyes were indifferent and she didn't say a word.
Lan Yan asked, "What is it, Lord Zhang knows Miss Xi Yan?"
"Deacon, you may not know this, but for the past half a month, this woman has been coming to me every few days to ask for medicinal ingredients. She says that she wants to treat the refugees. Hmph, how can there be so many people who want to be treated? She's clearly trying to swindle my medicinal ingredients and sell them for money."
"Has the city lord not left the city to take a look at the refugees outside?" Lan Yan narrowed her beautiful eyes.
"This … I …" It was obvious that Zhang Qian hadn't left the city to take a look.
Lan Yan couldn't be bothered to waste her breath on him. "Lord Zhang, how many medicinal ingredients do we have in Silver Fir City's storehouse?"
"We have enough …"
"Very good. Please give me five hundred kilograms of Purple Serpent Vine and five hundred kilograms of Peacebloom immediately. Also, give me forty cauldrons to boil medicine in."
"This …" Zhang Qian was shocked. "Using so many resources, I'm afraid …"
"What are you afraid of? I will sign the receipt. Are you saying that the medicinal ingredients stored in Silver Fir City's storehouse are not meant to be used to save people? " Lan Yan looked at the fatty with a burning gaze. "If they are not, I will report it to Her Majesty the Empress."
"No, no, no …" Zhang Qian shook his head repeatedly. "This lowly official will give them to the deacon."
"Hmph, that's good. I will wait for you in the Spirit Medicine Department's tent outside the eastern city gates."
"Yes, this lowly official will make the arrangements immediately."
Zhang Qian bowed deeply, but when he raised his head, he shot a venomous look at Xi Yan. This woman was definitely the reason he had lost such a large fortune. If he had sold off these medicinal ingredients, he would have earned thousands of Jin Yin coins at the very least!
Xi Yan, on the other hand, was extremely calm. She looked back at Zhang Qian without a ripple in her eyes.
… …
By dusk, the medicinal soup had already begun to be boiled at the four city gates. Lan Yan and Xi Yan personally distributed bowls of soup to the refugees, one for each person. It was more than enough to cure the plague of the Deadly Blood Plague.
They busied themselves until late at night. By then, most of the refugees had drunk the medicine, and many of their conditions had rapidly improved.
Lan Yan arranged for Xi Yan to stay in the most remote tent in the Spirit Medicine Department because Xi Yan didn't want to be disturbed. Xi Yan would leave at daybreak, and she didn't want to be tied down by anyone.
In the middle of the night, Xi Yan lay peacefully in the tent. Her divine power had dried up, but her spirit sense and consciousness were still there. She could even hear the sound of the spring rain nourishing all living things. It was so real.
It had been many years since she had been so close to the earth.
Xi Yan suddenly felt her heart calm down. Hugging the warm quilt, she curled up like a cute shrimp and slept soundly.
After an unknown amount of time, a flurry of footsteps suddenly came from the distance.
Xi Yan abruptly woke up. Her consciousness had sensed a murderous aura.
This murderous aura was coming from the direction of Silver Fir City, and there were quite a few of them. Could they be coming for me? Suddenly, Xi Yan recalled Zhang Qian's venomous gaze during the day.
That's right, it must be him!
Sitting up from the bed, she calmly put on her clothes and put on the gray cloak that she bought with 4 Silver Coins. Then, she raised her hand and gripped her sword, Burning Moon.
"Crash!"
The flaps to the small tent were suddenly lifted open, revealing the face of a black-faced man. The moment he saw Xi Yan, he immediately thrust his sword forward without even a greeting.
But after a muffled grunt, he took several steps back and fell to the ground. There was a bloody hole in his neck. His throat had been pierced by a sword.
"Damn it!"
The other dozen or so people had ashen faces. When they looked up, they saw Xi Yan slowly walking out of the tent.
"You want to kill me?" Xi Yan smiled.
"That's right. You ruined my plans, and now you've killed one of my men. I had wanted to take you as a concubine, but it looks like I can't keep you around anymore!"
The one who spoke was a fatty dressed in bulky armor. It didn't take a genius to know that it was Zhang Qian. Zhang Qian was a merchant, and not only was he greedy for profit, but he was also lustful. There was no doubt that a top-grade mature lady like Xi Yan was fatally attractive, but Xi Yan had been so decisive in killing him just now. Although the fatty was lustful, he was still deadly.
"Go! Kill her!"
A group of bodyguards disguised as assassins charged forward.
Although Xi Yan had lost her divine power, her swordsmanship and mental cultivation were still there. Blazing Moon began to hum in her hand. Just who was she? She was a Blazing Angel of the God Realm, and her will was unwavering. Good people must be saved, and bad people must be killed!
Blazing Moon swung out, its edge releasing countless rays of light. It was Xi Yan's Seven Slashes: Split!
"Pfft, pfft, pfft …"
Blood splattered everywhere. Xi Yan might not be a match for a God Realm or even a Saint Realm expert, but against these mortals who were at most in the Earth Realm, she was simply a crushing existence.
As soon as Blazing Moon appeared, more than ten people died tragically in an instant.
Zhang Qian was horrified, and he turned around to leave without thinking.
But how could he leave? Xi Yan caught up with him as fast as lightning, and Blazing Moon went straight through Zhang Qian's heart!
…
"Murder … murder …"
A group of bodyguards retreated in a panic. In the blink of an eye, torches were raised on the official road, and the cavalry in the city was actually already there.
White drill arrows were pointed straight at Xi Yan, and everyone was ready to fight.
Xi Yan was silent, and her heart was a little perturbed. Was she going to fail miserably here? These white drill arrows were quite powerful, and she had already experienced them from a hunter.
At this moment, a voice rang out, "Stop!"
The person who spoke was Lan Yan, a deacon from the Spiritual Medicine Department in the capital.
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