Chapter 46: Forced Poison, Searching for Medicine

  Wang Chongyang started to force out the poison. He asked Guo Jing to hold him in a water vat, with clear water up to his neck, leaving only his head exposed above the surface. With eyes closed, he sat still, breathing rapidly and slowly, using internal energy to force out the poison. After about a quarter of an hour, the clear water in the vat gradually turned black, while his face regained some rosiness.

  Wang Chuyi let out a breath and opened his eyes to say to Guo Jing, who was attending to him: "Help me outside and change the water in the tub."

  Guo Jing now understood Wang Chongyang's intention, which was to use internal energy to force the toxins out of his body and into the water, thereby achieving detoxification. With this newfound understanding, Guo Jing redoubled his efforts, hastily helping Wang Chongyang out of the tub, pouring out the black water, refilling it with clean water, and then supporting Wang Chongyang as he got back in to force out more toxins. Only after four tubs of clear water had been used did the water finally run clear again.

  "It's all right now." Wang Chuyu let out a long breath, stretched out his hand to hold the edge of the vat and stepped out from the water vat. He took a look at the ground that had been soaked by the poisonous water he had previously forced out, and couldn't help but shake his head and sigh: "What a vicious martial art, what a formidable monk!"

  Guo Jing saw that Wang Chongyang's complexion had largely recovered its rosiness, and estimated that he was not seriously injured, also relieved, asked: "Daozhang, is the monk's palm poisonous?"

  Wang said with a hint of surprise: "Not bad, that monk's move is indeed the infamous Poisonous Sand Palm, also known as the Big Hand Seal. I've heard people mention it before, but this is the first time I've seen it in person. As for the Poisonous Sand Palm technique, I've seen my fair share in my lifetime, but never one as vicious as this. Today, I almost lost my life."

  "Fortunately, nothing serious happened. You've just been injured and your body is weak, you need to eat more to recover. What do you want to eat? I'll go buy it for you."

  Wang Chuyi did not immediately respond to Guo Jing's question, but instead carefully observed him for a moment before smiling and asking: "Child, I see that your martial arts foundation is deep and solid, obviously having received the guidance of a famous master. Who is your teacher?"

  Guo Jing had been training with Danyangzi Ma Yu for the past two years, initially unaware of Ma's true identity. However, after discovering Mei Chaofeng's trail, they decided to inform Jiangnan Six Freaks, and Guo Jing eventually learned about Ma Yu's identity. Previously, he overheard a conversation between Wang Chongyang and Peng Lianhu, revealing that Wang was also from the Quanzhen Sect and shared the same master as Ma Yu, who had taught him internal skills. Therefore, without hesitation, Guo Jing briefly told them about Jiangnan Seven Freaks and how Ma Yu had taught him martial arts.

  Wang Chuyu was overjoyed and said, "I said how I saw the shadow of our Quanzhen Sect's martial arts in your skills. It turns out that Big Brother taught you martial arts, this is really great, now I have nothing to worry about."

  Guo Jing stared at him with wide eyes, bewildered and unable to understand what he meant.

  "Wang Chuyi said: 'The little prince Wanyan Kang who fought with you earlier is a disciple of my senior brother Long Chunzi Qiu Chuji, do you know that?'"

  "Is that so? I really didn't know." Guo Jing was stunned, and exclaimed in surprise. It turned out that Danyangzi Ma Yu had only taught him some internal strength training methods and the Golden Goose Light Body Skill for climbing cliffs, but had never instructed him in fist and foot techniques, so he didn't know the family style of Quanzhen Sect's martial arts. Now, after hearing Wang Chuyi's words, he recalled his fight with the little Taoist Yin Zhiping more than two years ago, whose moves seemed to be from the same school as this Wanyan Kang. He couldn't help but feel a sense of fear and trepidation, bowing his head and saying: "Disciple didn't know that the young prince was actually a member of Quanzhen Sect, and was rude and presumptuous, please forgive me, Master."

  "You're a chivalrous person, I like you very much, how could I blame you?" Wang Chuyu burst out laughing and then immediately turned cold, saying: "The rules of our Quanzhen Sect are extremely strict. If the disciples make mistakes, they will only be punished more severely and will not be tolerated. This person is arrogant and domineering, bullying the weak, and even consorting with bandits, and dares to harbor evil intentions towards me, his own master's uncle. It's simply a great sin! When Master Qiu arrives, I'll definitely tell him about this kid's evil deeds and let Master Qiu clean up the sect!"

  Here is the translation:

  "Now that I've said this, Wang paused for a moment before continuing: 'Since you've received instruction from my senior brother, you're not an outsider. There are some things I won't hide from you. That monk's poisonous sand palm was extremely vicious. Although I managed to force out the poison through meditation, my life is no longer in danger, but the toxic air inside my internal organs hasn't been fully cleared. If it can't be eliminated within 12 hours, I'll inevitably suffer lifelong disability. So go borrow a pen, ink, paper, and inkstone from the counter, and I'll write you a prescription. You can then fetch the medicine according to the prescription and help me brew it to take, which will allow me to completely eliminate this poison.'"

  "Alright, I'll go now." Guo Jing hastily agreed and went out to borrow a pen, ink, paper, and inkstone from the counter. He came back and asked Wang Chongyang to write a prescription. Guo Jing asked Ling Zhiyun to help take care of Wang Chongyang, while he himself took the prescription and rushed off like flying.

  Guo Jing rushed all the way, ran for a while, and saw that there was a pharmacy on the street. He hastily rushed in and handed the prescription to the counter. Who knew that the pharmacist took the prescription and looked at it, but said with a difficult expression: "Sir, you came at an inconvenient time. The four medicines of blood clotting, Tianqi, myrrh, and bear gallbladder on this prescription are all out of stock in our small shop."

  Guo Jing heard that there was no stock and didn't wait for him to finish speaking, snatched the prescription from Fang Zhen and left. Who knew that when he arrived at the second pharmacy, they were also out of those few medicines. He went to seven or eight more pharmacies in a row, but somehow none of them had these medicines either. Guo Jing was both anxious and angry, running around the city buying medicine, even going to the most famous gold signboard pharmacies in the city, but they all said that although they originally had plenty of stock, someone had just bought out all their supplies.

  Guo Jing suddenly realized that it was definitely someone from the Wang mansion who had anticipated that after Wang Chongyang was poisoned and injured, these medicines would be needed, so they actually cleaned out all of these main medicinal ingredients from every pharmacy in the city, with a malicious intent that was truly despicable.

  Guo Jing returned to the inn with his head hung low and a defeated air, telling Wang Chongyang about the failure of buying medicine. Wang Chongyang let out a sigh, his face looking terrible. Guo Jing felt a pang in his heart and suddenly buried his head on the table, bursting into loud sobs.

  "Everyone has a birth and must have a death. Birth is certainly worth rejoicing, but death is also fate, which doesn't amount to much. Besides, I may not necessarily die this time, so why cry?"

  When he came to this, Wang Chong suddenly became sentimental and lightly tapped the bedside while singing in a high voice: "Know its masculinity, guard its femininity, know its whiteness, guard its blackness, know honor and humiliation, for the sake of the Tao, reduce, reduce again, until reaching the ultimate...

  Yang Tie Xin and Ling Mu Yun, among others, also learned that Guo Jing had failed to buy the medicine, and that Wang Chongyang had no cure for his condition, which would leave him paralyzed for life and possibly even threaten his life. They were all secretly worried about him. Yet, seeing him in such a perilous situation, not only did he not lose hope or become despondent, but he could still sing with abandon, and they all secretly admired his magnanimity and heroic spirit.

  Just then, a song suddenly stopped, and a burst of laughter was heard from Wang's place. He sat cross-legged on the bed, starting to work on his inner energy. It was clear that he had not given up hope, even if he knew it was slim. Ling Muoyun sighed inwardly, thinking it was a pity that the Nine Yang Divine Skill he practiced actually had an amazing effect of driving out toxins. However, at this point, he had only reached the level of near-small completion, which was enough for him to drive out toxins and heal his own wounds, but not yet sufficient to help others drive out toxins. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been worried about just a few medicinal herbs.

  Guo Jing stared blankly at Wang Chuyi, who was meditating cross-legged, and suddenly rushed out of the store. Linghu Chong hurried to stop him and asked: "Brother Guo, where are you going?"

  "I'll go back to the inn where we stayed before and get my little red horse, ride it to a nearby town outside the city to see if they have these few medicines. Little Red Horse is fast, I'll definitely make it in time."

  "Guo brothers, don't bother, since the people from the Wang mansion were able to think of clearing out all the medicine in the city, they must have also thought of us possibly going out of the city to buy medicine. They must have already taken action and bought up all the medicinal materials too, so it's pointless for you to go out."

  Guo Jing hastily became tearful: "Can't just watch as Wang Daozhang is harmed by them like this..."

  Ling Yun let out a sigh and patted Guo Jing's shoulder, saying: "Brother Guo, don't be too anxious, I have a way to save this Wang Daozhang."

  "What's going on?" Guo Jing was both shocked and delighted, grabbing Linghu Chong's arm excitedly.

  "Do you think they will send these medicinal herbs somewhere?"

  "Where are you sending it?" Guo Jing was taken aback for a moment, then said: "Where else can it be sent? Of course, it's going to be sent to the Wang Manor."

  Ling Mu Yun clapped his hands and laughed, saying: "Exactly! Since they've already gathered all the medicinal herbs in the Wang Manor, why don't we just go to the Wang Manor and take them back?"

  "You said to go to the Wang Mansion to steal medicine?!" Guo Jing was shocked upon hearing this, and immediately shook his head saying: "No way, no way, it's really too dangerous inside the Wang Mansion. If we go, we'll definitely lose our lives."

  Ling Muyun smiled proudly and said, "Don't worry, Brother Guo. You're well aware of my martial arts skills - I'm not boasting. There aren't many places in this world that can hold me back. As long as I'm careful, even the king's palace would be no more than a tiger's lair to me."

  "Then I'll go with you."

  "No need, this time I'm going to steal medicine, not fight, and having more people would only make it easier to expose ourselves. Moreover, Wang Daochang is seriously injured and can't fight, if an enemy were to come knocking on the door, we wouldn't be able to handle it. So, Guo brothers, you just stay at the inn and take care of Wang Daochang."