Chapter 1026: Chapter 19 Internal and External Collaboration [2 in 1]_2 Chapter 1026: Chapter 19 Internal and External Collaboration [2 in 1]_2 It was a long and exhaustive list.
Jinmian naturally took it to Lei Tu for consultation.
Lei Tu, being a man of vast experience and knowledge, saw no issue after reviewing it.
It was only right to ask for more details.
So, ‘Dong Pingchuan’ arrived once again to talk with Lei Tu.
The questioning was almost as intense as an interrogation, as he asked every single question on the list with increased severity.
This round of questioning would have provoked Lei Tu to kill this man more than ninety tis over, if not for the fact that it was all in order to seek a cure for his condition.
After a rigorous session, ‘Dong Pingchuan’ filled nearly four or five pages of dense writing.
Then he spoke a few words in his own Dong Pingchuan manner.
The thick letter was thus sent out.
Dong Xiaoyan, upon receiving the reply and sending another letter back, said: “I have forwarded it to the divine doctor, who is now studying the problems with the prescription.”
Then she set the letter aside.
As if she had never received it—she and Feng Yin had long since reached an understanding, and besides, holding onto the letter did her no real good.
Only by receiving Feng Yin’s private letter would there be a possibility of a prescription.
Now that Feng Yin was clearly dragging out the ti, Dong Xiaoyan naturally played along.
Five days later, Dong Xiaoyan found another letter on her windowsill.
“Inform the other party imdiately regarding the issues with the prescription, and also… as follows.”
Dong Xiaoyan acted without delay.
Gathering her subordinates, she once again started to lay out strategic plans with apparent confidence.
“Listen to my arrangents, everyone, I have a clever plan…”
…
The Blood Emperor Lei Tu received a response.
“Boss, the divine doctor’s prescription has arrived.” Jinmian entered the hall with a face full of joy.
“Oh? Has it finally arrived?”
Lei Tu also perked up, instinctively straightening his posture, said sowhat impatiently, “Read it!”
Jinmian opened the envelope, unfolded the letter, and read word by word: “After four days of deep reflection, the divine doctor has provided a prescription. However, according to the divine doctor, there is a critical point that must be ntioned upfront.”
“Due to the high cultivation level of the patient, so high that it exceeds the divine doctor’s knowledge, the doctor has never treated soone of such a high grade before… Hence, as to the effectiveness or even the slightest improvent, there is no guarantee to speak of. Even if the prescription is sowhat effective, the divine doctor’s own catalytic substances are still not qualified to treat a patient with such a high level of cultivation… In other words, the divine doctor is only about thirty percent confident in benefiting your condition, and the possibility of a full cure, at most ten percent.”
At this point, Jinmian’s voice began to tremble.
It had been many years since the boss had taken action, but his residual awe was well known, and those close to him knew how terrifying he could be once enraged.
“Hmm?”
Lei Tu frowned, his eyes flashed with a fierce light, he took several deep breaths to calm the urge to kill inside him, and ordered, “Continue.”
“The divine doctor’s dical advice, verbatim: In the most ideal state, recovering half would already be the limit, but in the worst-case scenario, the recovery could be between one and twenty percent; the results could never be completely ineffective.”
Upon hearing this statent, Lei Tu’s expression eased sowhat.
One to twenty percent was also acceptable.
No one knew better than himself how high his cultivation was and how severe his injury was—it was almost devoid of any vitality.
But if he could recover by even one to twenty percent, the situation would be vastly different. He could use this slight improvent as a spring of recovery, slowly expanding it to full recovery with persistent, gradual efforts.
His injury had persisted for ten thousand years; he was well accustod to such prolonged endurance. What did it matter if it took a few thousand more years, or even ten thousand?
It was only a matter of ti.
“The rest of the prescription is below.”
“Read.”
“Seven Realms Resurrection Grass, older than fifteen thousand years, one plant.” Jinmian read, swallowing hard.
This item seed to be missing from their inventory.
“Continue.”
“Three-Life Undying Vine, older than fifteen thousand years, one plant.”
“Continue.”
“Three seeds of the Nine-Coloured Ice Crystal Lotus.”
Jinmian twitched at the corner of his mouth.
Although no specific age was ntioned for this ti, to bear seeds, a Nine-Coloured Ice Crystal Lotus would need at least twenty thousand years to mature.
And, they did not have this item in stock either.
“Spirit-Congealing Green Jade Ginseng, older than twenty thousand years, one plant.”
“Soul-Molding Bloodspirit Ganoderma, older than fifteen thousand years, one plant.”
“Three-Life Calming Grass, one plant, older than fifteen thousand years.”
“Six Realms Other Shore Flower, three flowers.”
“Emperor Rank Demon Beast Spiritual Pearl, more than fifty pieces. Note: Demon Beasts, not mbers of the Demon Race. If they are from Supre Rank Demon Beasts, only three will suffice.”
“…”
Having struggled through the prescription, Jinmian was drenched in sweat.
What kind of divine prescription was this?
Without boasting, it could be regarded as the costliest in the world.
Aside from gathering all the Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures, any single item on the list would represent an invaluable, dreamlike treasure to any high-grade cultivator.
“It’s said that the details indicate expertise; it seems that this divine doctor really does have so skill,” Lei Tu said thoughtfully. “The Seven Realms Resurrection Grass, the Six Realms Other Shore Flower, and the Three-Life Calming Grass are all soul-related rare spiritual plants; yet when classified in detail, they each target different aspects of the three souls and seven spirits’ recovery. If it were administering the dicine, these three would also be indispensable choices. Speaking of which, we have all three in our collection, just not of such high ages.”
Lei Tu sighed, “No wonder the past treatnts had such negligible effects… It turns out the difference lies in the age of the herbs and the pairing of the monarchs. As for prescribing dicine, it’s a task for specialists after all. The saying ‘prolonged illness makes the patient his own best doctor’ is nothing but an empty phrase.”
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