??566: Chapter 566: Old Tis (2)
566: Chapter 566: Old Tis (2)
Ye Chenghong’s words only added to An Yiqing’s confusion.
“Master, if no one else has seen the formula for Qing Frost, then why does soone have a mutated version of the Qing Frost poison?”
“Alas!
Because, that person only saw a part of the Qing Frost formula.”
An Yiqing’s heart skipped a beat.
It seed to her that Ye Chenghong might know who the poisoner was.
“Master, do you know who tried to harm Eldest Senior Brother?” She looked up, carefully watching Ye Chenghong’s sowhat weathered face as she asked.
Ye Chenghong did not respond imdiately; after a mont, he lifted his head from his deep thoughts and looked at An Yiqing.
“Girl, did you just feel a surge of murderous aura inside you, making you very irritable?”
Upon hearing this, An Yiqing felt a tightness in her heart and hurriedly nodded.
“This is the consequence of an incomplete Qing Frost formula.
The successfully refined Qing Frost wouldn’t cause adverse reactions in martial cultivators who don’t channel their Inner Breath.
But this defective Qing Frost affects the emotions of all martial cultivators who haven’t reached the Peak of Great Achievent.
That’s why you just lost your temper.”
Ye Chenghong’s explanation gave An Yiqing a sudden realization.
It turned out there was such a significant difference between the complete and incomplete forms of Qing Frost—a single word difference in their descriptions.
Experiencing the effects of the Mutated Green Frost on martial cultivators deepened An Yiqing’s understanding of dicine.
Sotis, the sa dicinal ingredients and formula could result in entirely different properties of the dicine, just because of differences in heating, timing, or order.
An Yiqing did not know how much this insight would help her in her future dical career, or that, even when she would easily use the myriad substances of the world to make poisons, her mind would still occasionally reflect on today’s epiphany.
Of course, all these thoughts were for the future.
At that mont, everyone was preoccupied with finding a cure for Ming Yuan.
“Master, what shall we do about Eldest Senior Brother’s poison?
The original Qing Frost has no antidote, but is there a way to neutralize this mutated Qing Frost?” An Yiqing, seeing Ming Yuan’s increasingly purple face, felt a growing concern.
“For now, I only have a way to suppress the outbreak of the poison, but I haven’t found a complete antidote.
We can only take it one step at a ti.
As long as Ming Yuan has a breath left, there’s hope of saving him.” Ye Chenghong lowered his head, his expression heavy with self-reproach as he looked at Ming Yuan, who was unconscious and purple-faced, “It is all because of the grudges of the previous generation that you all have been dragged into this.
What a sin!”
Watching her master consud by guilt, An Yiqing quickly got up to comfort him.
“Master, don’t bla yourself, it’s not your fault.
Although people say there is no cure for Qing Frost, I don’t believe that.
In this world, everything has its antidote; we just haven’t found it yet.”
“Right, Sect Leader Brother, don’t be upset just yet.
Us old fellows will discuss and figure out what to do next,” the Great Elder said, unable to bear seeing his little junior brother, whom he grew up playing with, looking so sad.
He quickly offered his consolation.
The other elders also stepped forward, each expressing their concern and comforting words.
“Girl, you and your Uncle Nieshan stay here and watch over your Senior Brother Ming Yuan.
I will discuss this with your few elder uncles,” Ye Chenghong instructed.
An Yiqing nodded, watching as Ye Chenghong and the four elders left the room.
Inside the main hall of the dicine Sect, the doors and windows were tightly shut, guarded by the most trusted disciples, vigilant in their defense.
In the hall, Ye Chenghong and the four Elders sat quietly in their chairs, the surrounding atmosphere heavy, even the air seed to be suffocating.
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