Ye Qingyu also believed that Wang Zhen would not let go of such an opportunity.
As long as he was given enough time, Wang Zhen must be able to extract all the pharmacological and medical scriptures from these doctors of Heaven Connect City, for his usage. When Wang Zhen understands the mainstream medical knowledge of the great wide world, he would certainly have a breakthrough, increasingly improve, and in due time, the Heaven Wasteland diplomatic corps would have a true master of medicine.
That was the real purpose of Ye Qingyu.
After coming out of the main consultation hall, Ye Qingyu went to see the Great Dragon Turtle Demon.
He had purchased the Violet-Gold Dragon King Ginsengg, which could keep the Great Dragon Turtle Demon alive temporary. Ye Qingyu used some method and ensured that the Great Dragon Turtle Demon would not die within one month. Now they needed to find a way to change his fate.
After all, the Great Dragon Turtle Demon's life yuan had been burned out, and what Ye Qingyu was doing was equal to competing against Heaven and earth. It was exceptionally difficult.
However, he had to give it a try.
After visiting the Great Dragon Turtle Demon, Ye Qingyu returned to his quiet room.
He continued his cultivation and recovery.
While understanding Medical Scriptures, trying to find a complete treatment for the Great Dragon Turtle Demon.
……
Time flew by, and another day passed in the blink of an eye.
The golden glimmer of dawn forced away the dim light of night, light poured onto the square and pavilions of Green Xuan Hall, reflecting a colourful luster, like it was a paradise.
In the reception hall.
Dressed in a red robe, an adorable and silly figure that looked like the Maitreya Buddha was sat on a carved armchair, wiping the sweat on his face with a smile.
“Old fatty, you're finally here!”
Ximen Yeshui was still standing in the corridor but his loud voice had already reached the hall.
Earlier, Luo Yi had informed them that the fat elder, Yan Wushuang, had arrived. The few leaders of the Heaven Wasteland diplomatic corps, who were discussing official businesses in the meeting room, could not sit still any longer, especially Ximen Yeshui, who had turned into a stream of water-coloured flowing light right away and teleported to the reception hall.
“Hey… I was just giving you guys enough time to recharge, or how can you enjoy the sensual pleasures of the outside world… Hahaha…” The fatty elder was still smiling, rubbing his bulging belly.
After not seeing him for a few days, the old fatty's persuasive skills were still as good as ever.
Immediately afterwards, Ye Qingyu, Yu Xiaoxing, and Old Fish came in successively.
“Woof… let's stroll the Flower Street! Old fatty, take Woof to the Flower Street!”
A small ball of white fur was smooth and soft, but the tips of his fur were a scorched yellow colour. His round figure pounced onto the shoulder of the fat old man.
It was silly dog Little Nine who appeared to have fully recovered his mental and physical strength.
The crowd roared with laughter.
Ye Qingyu looked at the fatty elder, finding it strange, he asked, “Why do I not see Elder Shuang?”
Usually, these two brothers were inseparable from each other. Everyone in Heaven Wasteland diplomatic corps had already gotten used to the fact that where the passionate-like-fire Elder Yan was, there would definitely be another icy-cold sculpture-like Elder Shuang.
“Hey, hey… speaking of which, I should thank little brother for your gift… It's truly against the will of the heavens. Although us brothers have helped you a lot and a lot and a lot, and are considered your saviour, haha, I still feel guilty accepting such a valuable gift…” The fat elder Yan Wushuang was laughing so much that his eyes were squinting, yet he still tried to squeeze out a look of shame. He looked comical and ridiculous. With his dark little eyes rolling around, he continued, “My brother doesn't like these kinds of activities, and he has received your treasure so he is busy cultivating. Even though I am itching to cultivate too, I am just too kind-hearted. After completing my duty I rushed over right away.”
Ye Qingyu nodded when he heard this and then gave a faint smile.
That Yan Wushuang was never serious in his speech, no wonder he could get along with Ximen Yeshui and Old Fish.
Friends are drawn to each other by common tastes!
“Don't talk nonsense, let's go, get out of here, I've been anxiously waiting these few days,” Wen Wan urged.
Although there were famous chefs of Heaven Wasteland Domain accompanying them, but ‘Noodle Wen’ had long wanted to eat to his hearts content in Heaven Connect City.
“Don't be impatient, I've brought you some hot news!” Yan Wushuang blinked his small eyes and gave a sly smile.
“Huh? What news?” Ye Qingyu was very curious.
After the assessment, Ye Qingyu was very clear that the fatty elder and the other Elder Shuang Wuyan were both kind-hearted people, and that they were both very concerned about Heaven Wasteland Domain. In particular, since they belonged to the Domain Alliance and their status was not low at all, the information that they had must be extremely important to Heaven Wasteland Domain.
“Hehe… In the past two days in Heaven Connect City, there were rumours that Ye Qingyu of Heaven Wasteland Domain had stolen the treasures of the Dragon-Human clan. The Dragon-Human clan came to the door to ask for it back but not only did he not return it, he insulted and seriously wounded the Third Princess of the Dragon-Human clan. He really is despicable…” ——
