Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Swish!
All the passers-by around him stopped immediately. They fixed their eyes on Xu Que in surprise. Then they shook their heads sarcastically.
February Red of the Exploding Heavens Faction? Ask for medication?
Buddy, nobody could ask for medication in this way! Lord Zeng will ignore a cultivator at the Form Synthesis Stage who clamors under the pagoda directly.
“Who is making noise here?” a warrior monk walked out of the pagoda at this time. This warrior monk was shaven and looked more like a real monk.
Xu Que bowed at the warrior monk and said politely, “I am February Red of the Exploding Heavens Faction. I am here to ask for medication from Lord Zeng!”
“Just go, Lord Zeng won’t see you!” The warrior monk frowned and shook his head as he was about to turn around and leave.
“Why? Is the month or the color wrong? I can change them!” Xu Que asked immediately.
Before the warrior monk had time to answer him, Xu Que raised his head and shouted again, “Lord Zeng, February Purple of the Exploding Heavens Faction comes here to ask for medication from you! Lord Zeng, August Red of the Exploding Heavens Faction comes here to ask for medication from you! Lord Zeng, June Green of the Exploding Heavens Faction.…”
“Shut up!” the warrior monk stopped Xu Que and said embarrassedly, “It is not the problem of month or color! You should stop making noise here! Lord Zeng is very upset. He is focusing on the preparation of the Divine Pill Convention and doesn’t have time to see you!”
“The Divine Pill Convention? What does that mean?” Xu Que asked in surprise.
Even Jiang Hongyan looked at the warrior monk curiously.
The bare-headed warrior monk said in a low voice, “Amitabha, we can’t talk about secular things in front of the Buddha. Please come into the pagoda and I’ll tell you!”
After saying that, he reached out his arm to invite Xu Que and Jiang Hongyan to enter the pagoda. Inside the pagoda, there were also a lot of people who were burning incense and worshipping Buddha. The bare-headed warrior monk led Xu Que and Jiang Hongyan to the center of the pagoda’s first floor. Then, he stopped and said in a low voice to them, “Since you know this place, you should know Lord Zeng’s rules! However, you two really came here at an awkward moment today. Lord Zeng is focusing on the Divine Pill Convention, which will be held two days from now . During this period, he will only see Alchemists!”
“Oh? What a coincidence! Maybe you don’t believe it, but I am also an Alchemist!”
Xu Que was quite happy to hear that. As an omnipotent cultivator, he knew how to play piano, sing, and refine and set up spells, although he hadn’t mastered those skills!
“You are also an Alchemist?” The bare-headed warrior monk looked at Xu Que in surprise and asked, “Could you tell me which level you have reached as an Alchemist, please? And could you prepare pills to cure diseases of ordinary people?”
“I am a Four-Star Alchemist. I can cure incurable diseases for people from three years to 80 years old! But I can’t cure gynecological diseases!” Xu Que started to brag without hesitation.
The bare-headed warrior monk frowned and said, shaking his head slightly, “I’m afraid a Four-Star Alchemist is not enough!”
Holy shit! Are you looking down upon the Act-Tough Saint?
Now I have more than one million Acting Tough Points. I can become a Nine-Star Alchemist by reading those skill books purchased from the System easily!
Xu Qu was about to say something.
At this time, Jiang Hongyan said gently, “Could you tell us why Lord Zeng only see Alchemists? And why does he hold this Divine Pill Convention, please?”
“Frankly speaking, Lord Zeng’s daughter is suffering from a weird disease, but Lord Zeng and some Nine-Star Alchemists could do nothing to help her. Therefore, Lord Zeng organized this convention to ask for medication from everyone in this world. You should have noticed a lot of people are hurrying in and out of this place. All of them came here bringing their medications!” The bare-headed warrior monk sighed, as if he also felt this issue was quite difficult to handle.
Gasp!
Xu Que gasped immediately! How could Lord Zeng have a daughter? This makes no sense! How could a monk have a daughter?
“Little Princess is sick? How could this be?” Jiang Hongyan asked curiously at this time.
The bare-headed warrior monk shook his head, “This is where the problem lies. You should know the physique of the Little Princess is quite unique. She can’t cultivate. Therefore, Lord Zeng feeds her with all kinds of rare treasures to lengthen her life. However, she hasn’t wanted to eat anything recently, no matter the table delicacies from land and sea, elixirs, precious pills, or ordinary foods. She will throw up anything she eats.”
After saying that, the bare-headed warrior monk sighed, “Alas, after several days, the Little Princess has become haggard, which makes our hearts ache for her!”
“How could she suffer from such a weird disease?” Jiang Hongyan asked in surprise.
Xu Que lit up his eyes and said, “This is not a weird disease. It is just anorexia. What should we do if a child doesn’t want to eat? We should just beat her up…? No, a pill of digestive tablet will cure her!”
“Anorexia? Do you really know this disease? And what is the digestive tablet?” The bare-headed warrior monk asked hurriedly, after being delighted by Xu Que’s words.
Even Jiang Hongyan was also surprised, for she didn’t expect Xu Que would know this disease!
Xu Que replied with a faint smile, “I know everything about this disease! I even know the reason for it. The foods she eats everyday are too delicate, and she grew tired of eating those foods, which influenced her taste and digestive system. Maybe she also suffers from some mental diseases. All of these caused her anorexia! She doesn’t want to eat anything and throws up anything she eats!”
Gasp!
The bare-headed warrior monk, who was totally puzzled, couldn’t help but gasp because he had been impressed by Xu Que’s words.
After all, Xu Que’s analysis was closely reasoned and quite convincing.
Although Jiang Hongyan didn’t know the meaning of terms like the digestive system or mental disease, she also figured out the reason of the Little Princess’s disease in a muddled manner.
“My fellow cultivator, do you really know how to cure this disease?” The bare-headed warrior monk asked excitedly.
Xu Que nodded with a smile, “Exactly. I will try to cure this disease. However, you should allow me to see Lord Zeng first. After all, I am here to ask for medication from him!”
“Eh.…” The smile was frozen on the bare-headed warrior monk’s face. He scratched his head and said embarrassedly, “To tell you the truth, Lord Zeng has left to invite the Demonic Pill Old Man to refine pills during this convention. The Demonic Pill Old Man is also the leading role of this convention. But don’t worry, if you could really cure this disease, you can attend the convention which will be held two days from now. And if you succeed, Lord Zeng will give you anything you ask for!”
“No, I.…” Xu Que started to say. Before he finished his words, Jiang Hongyan dragged on his clothes gently.
She said with a gentle smile as she looked at the bare-headed warrior monk, “We will sign up to attend the Divine Pill Convention!”
“Amitabha, thank you, young lady! I will fetch a Divine Pill Plate for you!” The bare-headed monk bowed to Xu Que and Jiang Hongyan delightedly. Then, he left in a hurry.
Xu Que asked as he looked at Jiang Hongyan curiously, “Little girl, why did you drag me here just now? What if Lord Zeng refuses to give us the Celestial Concealment Herb when I cure his daughter?”
“Don’t worry. I told you before that Lord Zeng is an eccentric person. But he is also a person who honors his word. Moreover, the Little Princess is his beloved daughter, who is more important than anything, so.…” Jiang Hongyan said with a smile.
Before Jiang Hongyan could finish her words, Xu Que said with a smile, “So, if we could cure his daughter, we could even ask Lord Zeng to confront the Emperor, let alone the Celestial Concealment Herb, right?”
Jiang Hongyan was surprised by Xu Que’s words, which were unexpected. If Lord Zeng really agreed to confront the Emperor, it would be an optimal solution for their problem. They could even cancel the plan of getting the Celestial Concealment Herb.
“My fellow cultivators, this is the Divine Pill Plate. Just come here two days from now with it. Please help us to cure our Little Princess’s disease!” The bare-headed warrior monk returned with a small wood plate in his hand. A number was carved on the wooden plate.
“OK, see you in two days!” Xu Que received the wooden plate with a smile. Then he left, holding Jiang Hongyan’s hand.
The Divine Pill Convention, right?
The Anorexia, right?
The Act-Tough Saint has got victory in the bag!
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