Chapter Thirty-Four: The Crazy Prescription

  Inside the Yuanzong Mountain Gate, there is a specially made flying boat for use by disciples who are not deeply cultivated. The flying boat is refined from spiritual wood that has been born with a thread of spiritual energy for over 100 years, and can be several tens of meters to hundreds of meters long, capable of holding dozens to nearly a thousand people. It is operated by specialized disciples and travels back and forth at fixed times between various fixed locations within the mountain gate, making it convenient for low-level disciples under the gate to travel and handle affairs.

  Early in the morning, Qingchu hurried to the nearest flying boat station near Lin Xiao's residence, 'Inlaid Spirit Lake', and caught the first flight to Yuanzong Medicine Mountain 1,200 miles away. The disciple who drove the flying boat started on time and flew east at high speed.

  The flying boat landed in a courtyard built at the foot of a vast mountain range, taking less than two incense sticks' time. Qing Yun carefully thanked the golden elixir stage cultivator who was controlling the flying boat and held onto the stack of papers as he walked along the edge of the courtyard, following the wall to the grand hall located due north.

  The courtyard was just blocking the only mountain pass leading to a large mountain behind, with two courtyards in front and back, covering an area of about 10 mu. The main hall had eighteen halls lined up in a row, and there was a team of young men and women wearing blue coarse cloth Taoist robes and carrying medicine hoes on their backs, gathering from all directions, under the leadership of some Taoists wearing green Taoist robes, passing through this courtyard, and walking into the depths of the mountain along the valley behind.

  The little girl lowered her head, like a small mouse, and slipped through the yard, trying not to attract attention from others. Her body was curled up, walking slowly, almost shrinking into a ball, carefully taking one step at a time, creeping forward along the wall.

  High up, Lin Xiao's expressionless face gazed at Qing Huo as he carefully walked through the courtyard, his heart inexplicably filled with a somewhat uncomfortable feeling.

  The downfall of Da Luodan and the death of Yao'er shattered Lin Xiao's heart into a desolate wilderness. However, he was still an eighteen-year-old young man after all, and human emotions are not so easily extinguished. The pitiful appearance of Qingchu was like a small seed falling into Lin Xiao's barren heart, bringing him a thread of life that was precious to him at this moment. Lin Xiao didn't have any unusual feelings towards Qingchu; he simply regarded her as someone he needed to protect, just like the little dog he once had.

  The green onion is a spiritual sustenance for Lin Xiao now, allowing his mind not to completely collapse and at least keeping the emotions that a living person should have.

  Qingchu peeked out from under the steps in front of the main hall, looked around for a while, then carefully and cautiously, like a little mouse stealing rice, crept up onto the steps and quickly ran towards the third room on the right. However, she had only run less than two zhang when several green shadows shot over, a small hand suddenly grabbed Qingchu's shoulder, lifted her high into the air like a scarecrow, swung her in an arc, and then heavily slammed her to the ground.

  "Ah!" Qing Liang let out a soft cry. She was swung up in the air, spun around in a circle, and then heavily thrown to the ground. Qing Liang only felt her two legs ache with a dull pain, and her lower body was numb and had no sensation. Instinctively, she clutched the paper in her hand tightly, bowed her head repeatedly, and said: "Shu Shijie, Ya Shijie, Jie Shijie, Xiong Shixiong, Ying Shixiong, good morning!"

  A beautiful young girl wearing a blue Taoist robe, with eyebrows and eyes like a painting, but with a hint of arrogance in her eyebrows and eyes, lazily raised her hand to gently touch her temples, and coldly said: "Little Qinglian, why didn't you come to my room yesterday to help me sweep the floor? Hmm? From yesterday afternoon until now, I haven't seen your shadow. Where did you go to play?"

  Another girl with two thick eyebrows and a rough face like a man's, grasped Qing's shoulder tightly and scolded loudly: "You ugly little green-faced monster! You didn't help me weed the medicinal field yesterday, and I got scolded by Master Uncle! Tell me, isn't it fair that I'm beating you up today?"

  Another girl, who looked timid and weak like a willow in the wind, slowly stretched out her hand and gently pinched Qing Chui's earlobe, twisting it slowly. She giggled and said: "Qing Chui'er, Qing Chui'er, how did your courage suddenly grow? Hehe, Sister Jing asked you to help wash the Taoist robe, but you actually dared to forget?"

  Apart from the three girls, two handsome young men wearing cyan Taoist robes stood with their hands clasped in front of their chest, coldly smiling at Qing Huo. After a while, one of the young men coldly said: "Ugly freak, Princess Xiu, Junzhu Jie and Miss Ya were all very angry yesterday! You say it yourself, how should you be punished this time?"

  Another young man chuckled and said, "Should I whip you three times or..." The young man stretched out his hand to lift the chin of Qing Le, turning her right cheek towards him. Looking only at Qing Le's right face, she was indeed a lovely and charming little beauty. The young man swallowed a big mouthful of saliva, and suddenly a sly smile flashed across his face. He chuckled softly and said, "Or... actually, looking at just this half of your face, you're also a lovable little beauty! Anyway, you don't have the qualifications to receive the transmission of profound Taoist teachings, after all, you're still a maiden..."

  "Hmm?" Princess Xiu snorted, glared at the young man, and suddenly slapped Qingchu's face, causing him to stumble and fall to the ground. Princess Xiu proudly raised her head, glanced at Qingchu with a cold smile in the corner of her eye, and said: "You little scoundrel, you've learned how to seduce people so quickly? Don't you look at your own appearance! Hmph, today you won't have any good fruit to eat. What's that you're holding in your arms? Hmm? You disappeared for a whole day yesterday, didn't you go and get entangled in these things?"

  Miss Ya, with a rough and masculine demeanor, grabbed the thick stack of papers tightly held by Qingchu, and forcibly snatched them away. She cackled loudly as she flipped through the pages, seeing that they were filled with rows and rows of names of various medicinal herbs, followed by their quantities. She carelessly tossed the papers aside and slowly stepped on Qingchu's delicate white hand.

  Her palm slowly exerted force, and Ya Miss let out a strange laugh: "You little scoundrel, Xiū Gōngzhǔ said that today you won't have any good fruit to eat! Hehe! You secretly snuck out yesterday to play, and accidentally fell off the mountain rock and broke your arm. Look, Ya Shījiě has thought of a way for you, hehe, do you want to cut off one arm or two?"

  The green onion, who had been frightened to the point of being unable to speak for half a day, suddenly burst into tears, feeling the pain in his arm. He sobbed and said: "Waaah, I didn't run out to play, it was...it was someone sent by Yi Zu Shi Gong that took me away, waaah, Yi Zu Shi Gong wanted me to do something."

  The three girls and two boys were shocked to hear the name of Yuán Zōng's inner affairs manager, Yīyǐ Dào Rén. Princess Xiù's face twitched as she loudly scolded: "Nonsense! What kind of person is Yīyǐ Ancestor? Would he send someone to find a useless little girl like you? Nonsense! Ya, break both her arms and one leg, let her lie in bed for a few days and see if she dares to speak again! Hmph, Yīyǐ Ancestor? Even with my princess status, it's hard to meet Yīyǐ Ancestor, let alone someone like you, an ugly freak!"

  Miss Ya burst out laughing with a big smile on her face and was about to step on the handle of the hoe.

  Lin Xiao slowly descended from the air, his sword light falling behind Miss Ya. Lin Xiao weakly used that hoarse and unpleasant voice to dryly say: "I testify, Qing Yun said is true. Yi Ye senior indeed let her do things, this, no false words."

  Several young men and women turned around, looking at Lin Xiao in surprise. They hadn't seen the scene of Lin Xiao's sword flying down, so they still looked at Lin Xiao with a high-and-mighty, arrogant gaze. The delicate and weak Jiangu County Lord glanced at Lin Xiao timidly, and said in a low voice: "Where did this lowly creature come from? How dare you speak in front of us? Do you know who we are? What kind of thing are you? Can you vouch for this little clown?"

  After experiencing two successive family annihilations, Lin Xiao's temperament changed greatly. Although he didn't go mad and become a bloodthirsty killing demon king, his heart also became extremely cold, to the point of being somewhat inhumane. Upon hearing Ji Gu's words, Lin Xiao merely said indifferently: "I am no one, I'm testifying for Qing Yun because everything she said is true. Who are you? I don't care!" His right palm flashed out like lightning, and five cyan shadows flickered by, followed by the sound of 'pa pa pa pa pa', as three women and two men let out a pained cry and flew out simultaneously.

  Although Lin Xiao's cultivation had decreased by more than half, he had after all formed a Golden Elixir, and especially since his physical body had been tempered by the Heavenly Fire, he was much stronger than an average cultivator. With just a light wave of his hand, there was already several hundred kilograms of force, let alone these few slaps, which were executed with full strength, each slap having over a thousand kilograms of force!

  A princess, a county lady, and a young lady, along with two young attendants, simultaneously opened their big mouths and small mouths, spitting out dozens of shards of jade. Their full set of teeth were slapped flying by Lin Xiao's palm, and blood gushed out from the broken gums like a spring, dripping down from the corners of their mouths. Lin Xiao had used too much force, not only were their teeth knocked out, but also their cheekbones were cracked with several fissures, and their faces quickly swelled up.

  Three women and two men were writhing on the ground, screaming in agony, but because their jaws had been cracked open by Lin Xiao, they couldn't even open their mouths to scream loudly. In the end, their miserable cries could only be emitted from their nostrils, turning into a maddening "hmm" sound like that of wild boars.

  She rolled up her sleeves lightly, and a gentle gust of air swept the scattered papers on the ground into a neat pile in her hand. Lin Xiao lifted her up from the ground by the shoulder, still sniffling, and patted her head gently: "I saw you looked scared when you went out, so I followed to see what's going on."

  Qing Yun quickly wiped away her tears with her sleeve, and then blinked rapidly to dry the remaining tears in her eyes. She was still sniffling slightly, but forced a smile as she looked at Lin Xiao and said: "Lin Gong Feng... Ah, Brother Lin, thank you! But they are..." Qing Yun stretched out her small hands, grasping tightly onto Lin Xiao's sleeve with both of them.

  "Princess? Duchess?" Lin Xiao's face was expressionless as he slightly curled the corner of his mouth and said lightly: "Even if it were that princess's father, what of it? It seems that my head is heavier than all the heads in her royal family combined." The greatly changed Lin Xiao not only began to have changes in personality, but also started to have a certain transformation in his views on things.

  No one can say for sure whether this transformation is good or bad, but at least for Lin Xiao, after he underwent this strange change, his chances of survival in the cultivation world have increased greatly.

  "Huh?" Qing Yue stared blankly at Lin Xiao, not daring to take his lead. Qing Yue couldn't understand why Lin's head alone was heavier than the combined weight of all the members of the Xiu Princess's family. After all, the Xiu Princess was the current emperor's most beloved princess, and the entire royal family of Qi probably had tens of thousands of people.

  What is Lin's head made of? How can one person's head be heavier than the combined heads of hundreds of thousands of people?

  Lin Xiao pulled Qing's hand and headed towards the third large hall on the right. Lin Xiao didn't even bother to look at who was lying on the ground, he walked forward with big strides, his feet stepping over Xiu Gongzhu's face, Jing Junzhu's chest, and also happened to kick Ya Xiaojie into unconsciousness.

  As for those two young men, Huang Shixiong and Ying Shixiong, who followed him? Lin Xiao didn't need to do anything else. When he slapped them earlier, he took extra care of the two of them. Both of their temporal bones were shattered. Even with miraculous medicine, they wouldn't be able to get up within half a year. Their obscene language thoroughly enraged Lin Xiao. Lin Xiao had restrained himself and hadn't killed them.

  In the third hall, an old man in a green robe, who was Li Dage mentioned by Qing Yun, took over the paper handed over by Lin Xiao and slowly flipped through it.

  Gradually, Li Dage's smiling face solidified, he stared blankly at Qing Gun for a moment, then foolishly looked at Lin Xiao and asked in surprise: "Qing Gun, who did you say he was?"

  In front of Old Man Li, Qing Huo was obviously much more at ease. A genuine smile also appeared on her timid little face as she softly laughed: "Lin Big Brother is the newly appointed offering of our sect!"

  Lin Xiao silently pulled out a purple jade carved token from his sleeve, which was left by Qing Yun yesterday to give to Qing Shu as a token of worship.

  Mr. Li's face twitched, and he dryly saluted Lin Xiao with a slight air of confusion, asking: "I've seen the list of medicines for the Supply Master Lee Yu, but I don't understand why there are so many medicines on it, even though they're not precious ones?"

  "Isn't the quantity frightening?" Lin Xiao casually pulled out a piece of paper, pointing at the "one hundred million catties of licorice root" written on it and frowned, saying: "This quantity, isn't it frightening?"

  Li Le chuckled and said, "Licorice root isn't worth much money, but one million catties? Even if it's for medicinal purposes, how many people would need to take that? Not to mention the 'Purple Heart Grass' on your prescription, which requires at least 100,000 catties... this is just..." Li Le glanced again at the supply token in Lin Xiao's hand. It was indeed a token issued by Emperor Xuanzong, which allowed him to mobilize some of the emperor's resources and manpower. However, the quantity of medicine on Lin Xiao's prescription was truly frightening.

  Thirty-seven hundred and ninety-eight flavors of commonly used medicinal materials, at least ten million catties for each kind! What is he going to do?

  Lin Xiao lightly shook his head and said faintly: "Prepare the medicine for me. I will explain this matter to Yi Yidao."

  After finishing speaking, Lin Xiao casually tossed the token of contribution in front of Li Le and turned to pull Qing Yun out of the hall. He said lightly: "I want to use these medicinal materials to refine the elixir, get familiar with it. You mobilized so many medicinal materials, it must be troublesome, just take my token of contribution to do it."

  "Alchemize? Familiar hand?" Li Le almost fainted from Lin Xiao's words.

  Which sect's monster is this? So many medicinal materials, just for practice?

  Li Le shook his head and carefully tucked the token into his bosom.

  He gazed at Lin Xiao's back as he walked out with Qing Ge, a gentle and loving smile gradually appearing on his face. Qing Ge, perhaps has found a good master!